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A39665 Husbandry spiritualized, or, The heavenly use of earthly things consisting of many pleasant observations, pertinent applications, and serious reflections and each chapter concluded with a divine and suitable poem : directing husband-men to the most excellent improvements of their common imployments : whereunto is added ... several choice occasional meditations / by John Flavell. Flavel, John, 1630?-1691. 1674 (1674) Wing F1166; ESTC R26136 198,385 305

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ponder this great question whether those things whereon I depend as my best evidences for the life to come be the real or only the common works of the Spirit whether they be such as can now endure the test of the Word and abide a fair tryal at the bar of my own conscience Come then my soul set the Lord before thee to whom the secrets of all hearts are manifest and in the awful sence of that great day make true answer to these heart-discovering queries for though thou canst not discern the difference betwixt these things in another yet thou mayest and oughtest to discern it in thy self for what man knows the things of a man save the spirit of man that is in him First Is my obedience uniform am I the same man in all times places and companies or rather am I not exact and curious in open and publick remiss and careless in private and secret duties sincere souls are uniform souls Psal. 119. 6. the hypocrite is no closet-man Mat. 6. 5. Secondly Doth that which I call grace in me oppose and mortifie or doth it not rather quietly consist with and protect my lusts and corruptions true grace tollerates no lust Gal. 5. 17. No not the bosom darling-corruption Psa. 18. 23. Thirdly Doth that which I call my grace humble empty and abase my soul or rather doth it not puff it up with self-conceitedness all saving grace is humble grace 1 Cor. 15. 10. But the soul which is lifted up is not upright Hab. 2. 4. Lastly Canst thou my soul rejoyce and bless God for the grace imparted to others and rejoyce if any design for Christ be carried on in world by other hands or rather dost thou not envy those that excel thee and carest for no work in which thou art not seen But stay my soul it is enough If these be the substantial differences betwixt special and common grace I more than doubt I shall not endure the day of his coming Whose fan is in his hand Do not those spots appear upon me which ●re not the spots of his children Wo is me poor wretch the characters of death are upon my soul Lord add power to the form life to the name to live practise to the knowledge or I perish eternally O rather give me the Saints heart than the Angels tongue the poorest breathing of thy Spirit than the richest ornaments of common gifts let me neither deceive my self or others in matters of so deep and everlasting consequence The Poem IN Eastern Countreys as good Authors write Tares in their springing up appear to sight Not like it self a weed but real wheat Whose shape and form it counterfeits so neat Though 't would require a most judicious eye The one from t'other to diversifie Till both to some maturity be grown And then the difference is eas'ly known Even thus hypocrisie that cursed weed Springs up so like true grace that he will need More than a common insight in this case That saith this is not that is real grace Ne're did the cunning Actor though a slave Array'd in princely robes himself behave So like a King as this doth act the part Of saving grace by its deep hellish art Do gracious souls melt mourn and weep for sin The like in hypocrites observ'd hath been Have they their comforts joyes and raptures sweet With them in comforts hypocrites do meet In all religious duties they can go As far as Saints in some things farther too They speak like Angels and you 'l think within The very spirit of Christ and grace hath bin They come so neer that some like Isaac take Iacob for Esau this for that mistake And boldly call their eyes with his being dim True grace hypocrisie and duty sin Yea many also Iacob like imbrace Leah for Rachel common gifts for grace And in their bosoms hug it till the light Discover their mistake and cleer their sight And then like him confounded they will cry Alas 't is Leah curs'd hypocrisie Guide me my God that I may not in stead Of saving grace nurse up this cursed weed O let my heart by thee at last be found Sincere and all thy workings on it sound CHAP. XIII Fowls weeds and blastings do your corn annoy Even so corruptions would your grace destroy OBSERVATION THere are amongst many others three critical and dangerous periods betwixt the seed-time and Harvest The first when corn is newly committed to the earth all that lyes uncovered is quickly pickt up by the birds and much of that which is but slightly covered is stockt up as soon as it begins to sprout by Rooks and other devouring fowls Mat. 13. 4. but if it escape the fowls and gets root in the earth yet then is it hazarded by noxious weeds which purloin and suck away its nourishment whilst it is yet in the tender blade If by the care of the vigilant Husba●dman it be freed from choaking weeds yet lastly as great a danger as any of the former still attends it for oftentimes whilst it is blowing in the ear blastings and mildews smite it in the stalk which cuts off the juice and sap that should ascend to nourish the ear and so shrivels and dries up the grain whilst it is yet immature whereby it becomes like those ears of corn in Pharaohs vision which were thin and blasted with the East-wind or like the ears the Psalmist speaks of upon the house top wherewith the reaper filleth not his arms APPLICATION TRue grace from the infancy to the perfection thereof conflicts with far more greater dangers amongst which it answerably meets with three dangerous periods which marvellously hazard it So that it is a much greater wonder that it ever arrives at its just perfection For 1 no sooner hath the great Husbandman disseminated these holy seeds in the regenerate heart but multitudes of impetuous corruptions immediately assault and would cetainly devour them like the fowls of the air did not the same arm that sowed them also protect them It fares with grace as with Christ its Author whom Herod sought to destroy in his very infancy The new creature is scarce warm in its seat before it must fight to defend its self This conflict is excellently set forth in that famous Text Gal. 5. 17. The flesh lusteth against the spirit and the spirit against the flesh and these are contrary the one to the other so that ye cannot do the things that ye would By flesh here understand the corruption of nature by original sin and the sinful motions thereof by spirit not the soul or natural spirit of man but the Spirit of God in man viz. those graces in men which are the workmanship of the Spirit and therefore called by his name The opposition betwixt these two is expressed by lusting i. e. desiring the mutual ruine and destruction of each other for even when they are not acting yet then they are lusting there is an opposite
unable to withstand that stroke as the weak reeds or feeble●stalks of the corn are to resist the keen Sithe and sharp Sickle The reapers receive the wheat which they cut down into their armes and bosom Hence that expression by way of imprecation upon the wicked Psal. 129. 7. Let them be as the grass upon the house top which withers before it grows up wherewith the mower filleth not his hand nor be that bindeth sheaves his bosom Such withered grass are the wicked who are never taken into the reapers bosom but as soon as Saints are cu● down by death they fall into the hands and bosoms of the Angels of God who bear them in their arms and bosoms to God their father Luke 16. 22. For look as these blessed spirits did exceedingly rejoyce at their conversion Luke 15. 10. and thought it no dishonour to minister to them whilst they stood in the field Heb. 1. 14. So when they are cut down by death they will rejoyce to be their convoy to heaven When the corn and weeds are reap'd or mowed down they shall never grow any more in that field neither shall we ever return to live an animal life any more after death Iob 7. 9 10. As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more he shall return no more to his house neither shall his place know him any more Lastly to come home to the particular object of this Chapter the reapers are never sent to cut down the harvest till it be fully ripe neither will God reap down Saints or sinners till they be come to a maturity of grace or wickedn●ss Saints are not reap'd down till their grace be ripe Iob. 5. 26. Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age as a shock of corn cometh in in his season Not that every godly man dies in such a full old age saith Mr. Caryl on the place but yet in one sense it is an universal truth and ever fulfilled for whensoever they die they die in a good age yea though they die in the spring and flower of their youth they die in a good old age i. e. they are ripe for death when ever they die When ever a godly man dies it 's harvest time with him though in a natural capacity he be cut down while he is green and cropt in the bud or blossom yet in his spiritual capacity he never dies before he be ripe God ripens his speedily when he intends to taks them out of the world speedily he can let out such warm rayes and beams of his spirit upon them as shall soon maturate the seeds of grace into a preparedness for glory The wicked also have their ripening time for hell and judgement God doth with much long●suffering endure the vessels of wrath prepared for destruction Of their ripeness for judgment the scripture often speaks Gen. 15. 16. The sin of the Amorites is not yet full And of Babilon it 's said Ier. 51. 13. O thou that dwellest upon many waters thine end is come and the measure of thy covetousness 'T is worth remarking that the measure of the sin and the end of the sinner come together So Ioel 3. 13. Put ye in the sickle for the harvest of the earth is ripe for the press is full the fats overflow for their wickedness is great Where note sinners are not cut down till they be ripe and ready Indeed they are never ripe for death nor ready for the grave that is fit to die yet they are alwayes ripe for wrath and ready for hell before they die Now as Husbandmen judge of the ripeness of their harvest by the colour and hardness of the grain so may we judge of the ripeness both of Saints and Sinners for heaven or hell by these following signs Three Signs of the maturity of grace VVHen the Corn is near ripe it blows the head and stoops lower than when it was green When the people of God are near ripe for heaven they grow more humble and self-denying that in the dayes of their first profession The longer a Saint grows in this world the better he is still acquainted with his own heart and his obligations to God both which are very humbling things Paul had one foot in heaven when he called himself the chiefest of sinners and least of Saints 1 Tim. 1. 15. Eph. 3. 8. A Christian in the progress of his knowledge and grace is like a vessel cast into the Sea the more it fills the deeper it sinks Those that went to study at Athens saith Plutarch at first coming seemed to themselves to be wise men afterwards only lovers of wisdom and after that only thetoricians such as could speak of wisdom but knew little of it and last of all Ideots in their apprehensions still with the increase of learning laying aside their pride and arrogancy When harvest is nigh the grain is more solid and pithy than ever it was before green corn is soft and spungy but ripe corn is substantial and weighty So it is with Christians the aff●ctions of a young Christian perhaps are more ferverous and sprightly but those of a grown Christian are more judicious and solid their love to Christ abounds more and more in all judgment Phil. 1. 9. The limbs of a Child are more active and plyable but as he grows up to a perfect state the parts are more consolidated and firmly knit The fingers of an old Musician are not so nimble but he hath a more judicious ear in musick than in his youth When Corn is dead ripe it 's apt to fall of its own accord to the ground and there shed whereby it doth as it were anticipate the harvest man and calls upon him to put in the sickle Not unlike to which are the lookings and longings the groanings and hastenings of ready Christians to their expected glory they hasten to the coming of the Lord or as Montanus more 〈◊〉 renders it they hasten the coming of the the Lord i. e. they are urgent and instant in their desires and cryes to hasten his coming their desires sally forth to meet the Lord they willingly take death by the hand as the corn bends to the earth so do these souls to heaven This shews their harvest to be near Six signs of the maturity of Sin WHen ●inners are even dead ripe for hell these ●igns appear upon them or by these at least you may conclude those souls not to be far from wrath upon whom they appear When conscience is wafted and grown past feeling having no remorse for ●in when it ceases to check reprove and smite for sin any more the day of that sinner is at hand his harvest is even come The greatest violation of conscience is the greatest of sins this was the case of the forlorn Gentiles among whom Satan had such a plentiful harvest the patience of God suffered them to grow till their consciences were grown
when he goes to preach the Gospel I am now going to preach that word which is to be a savour of life or death to these souls upon how many of my poor hearers may the curse of perpetual barrenness be executed this day O how should such a thought melt his heart into compassion over them and make him beg hard and plead earnestly with God for a better issue of the Gospel than this upon them The Poem YOu that besides your pleasant fruitful fields Have useless bogs and rocky ground that yields You no advantage nor doth quit your cost But all your pains and charges on them 's lost Hearken to me I le teach you how to get More profit by them than if they were set At higher Rents than what your Tenants pay For your most ●ertile Lands and here 's the way Think when you view them why the Lord hath chose These as Emblems to decipher those That under Gospel-grace grow worse and worse For means are fruitless where the Lord doth curse Sweet showers descend the Sun his beams reflects on both alike but not with like effects Observe and see how after the sweet showers The grass and corn revive the fragrant flowers Shoot forth their beauteous heads the valleys sing All fresh and green as in the verdant spring But rocks are barren still and bogs are so Where nought but flags and worthless rushes grow Upon these marish grounds there lyes this curse The more rain falls by so much more the worse Even so the dews of grace that sweetly fall From Gospel clouds are not alike to all The gracious soul doth germinate and bud But to the Reprobate it doth no good He 's like the withered fig-tree void of fruit Afearful curse hath smote his very root The heart 's made ●at the eyes with blindness seal'd The piercingst truths the Gospel ere reveal'd Shall be to him but as the Sun and rain Are to obdurate rocks fruitless and vain Be this your meditation when you walk By rocks and fenny grounds thus learn to talk With your own souls and let it make you fear Lest that 's your case ●ha● is described here This is the best improvement you can make Of such bad ground good soul I pray thee take Some pains about them though they barren be Thou seest how they may yield sweet fruits to thee CHAP. VII The Plowman guides his Plow with care and skill So doth the Spirit in sound conviction still OBSERVATION IT requires not only strength but much skill and judgment to manage and guide the plow The Hebrew word which we translate to plow signifies to be intent as an Artificer is about some curious piece of work The plow must neither go too shallow nor too deep in the earth it must not indent the ground by making crooked furrows nor leap and make baulks in good ground but be guided as to a just depth of earth so to cast the furrow in a straight line that the floor or surface of the field may be made plain As it is Isa. 28. 25. And hence that expression Luke 9. 62. He that puts his hand to the plow and looks back is not fit for the Kingdom of Heaven The meaning is that as he that plows must have his eyes alwayes forward to guide and direct his hand in casting the furrows straight and even for his hand will be quickly out when his eye is off So he that heartily resolves for heaven must addict himself wholly and intently to the business of Religion and not have his mind intangled with the things of this world which he hath left behind him whereby it appears that the right management of the plow requires as much skill as strength APPLICATION THis Observation in nature serves exc●llently to shadow forth this proposition in Divi●ity That the work of the Spirit in convincing and humbling the heart of a sinner is a work wherein much of the wisdom as well as power of God is discovered The work of repentance and saving contrition is set forth in Scripture by this Metaphor of plowing Ier. 4. 3. Hos. 10. 12 Plow up your fallow ground that is be convinced humbled and broken hearted for fin And the resemblance betwixt both these works appears in the following particulars 1 'T is a hard and difficult work to plow it 's reckoned one of the pain●ullest manual labours It is also a very hard thing to convince and humble the heart of a secure stout and proud sinner indurate in wickedness What Luther saith of a dejected soul That it is as easie to raise the dead as to comfort such a one The same I may say of the secure confident sinner 'T is as easie to rend the rocks as to work saving contrition upon such a heart Citius exp●mice aquam all the melting language and earnest intreaties of the Gospel cannot urge such a heart to shed a tear Therefore it 's called a heart of stone Ezek. 36. 26. A firm rock Amos 6. 12. Shall horses run upon the Rock will one plow there with Oxen yet when the Lord comes in the power of his Spirit these rocks do rend and yield to the power of the word 2 The plow pierces deep into the bosome of the earth makes as it were a deep gash or wound in the heart of it So doth the Spirit upon the hearts of Sinners he pierces their very souls by conviction Act. 2. 37. When they heard this they were pricked or pierced point blank to the heart Then the word divides the soul and Spirit Heb. 4. 12. It comes upon the conscience with such pinching dilemma's and tilts the sword of conviction so deep into their souls that there is no stenching the bloud no healing this wound till Christ himself come and undertake the cure H●re● lateri lethalis arundo this barbed arrow cannot be pulled out of their hearts by any but the hand that shot it in Discourse with such a soul about his troubles and he will tell you that all the sorrows that ever he had in this world loss of estate health children or whatever else are but flea-bitings to this this swallows up all other troubles See how that Christian Niobe Luke 7. 38. is dissolved into tears N●w deep calleth unto deep at the noise of his water spouts when the waves and billows of God go over the soul. Spiritual sorrows are deep waters in which the stoutest and most magnanimous soul would sink and drown did not Iesus Christ by a secret and supporting hand hold it up by the chin 3. The plow rends the earth in parts and pieces which before was united and makes those parts hang loose which formerly lay closs Thus doth the spirit of conviction rend in sunder the heart and its most beloved lusts Ioel. 2. 13. Rent your hearts and not your garments that is rather then
I was all the while minding another matter Righteous art thou O Lord in all that is come upon us I am now as a Spring shut up that can yield no refreshment to thirsty souls ready to perish Thou hast said to me as once to Ezekiel Son of man behold I will make thy tongue cleave to the roof of thy mouth and thou shalt be dumb This is a heavy judgment but thou must be justified and cleared in it Although men may not yet God if he please may put a lighted candle under a bushel And herein I must acknowledge thy righteousness Many times have I been sinfully silent when both thy glory and the interest of souls ingaged me to speak Most justly therefore hast thou made my tongue to cleave to its roof Little did I consider the preciousness of souls or the tremenduous account to be given for them at the appearing of the great Shepherd I have now time enough to sit down and mourn over former miscarriages and lost opportunities Lord restore me once again to a serviceable capacity to a larger sphere of activity for thee for I am now become as a broken vessel It grieves me to the heart to see thy flock scattered to hear thy people cry to me as once to Ioseph Give us bread for why should we dye in thy presence Thy word is like fire shut up in my bones and I am weary with forbearing O that thou wouldst once again open the doors of thine house that there may be bread enough in thine house for all thy children The Poem When God doth make the heavens above us brass The earth's lke iron Flowers herbs and grass Have lost their fragrant green are turned yellow The brooks are dry the pining cattel bellow The fat and flowry meadows scorcht and burn'd The Countreys mirth is into mourning turn'd The clefted earth her thirsty mouth sets ope Unto the empty clouds as 't were in hope Of some refreshing drops that might allay Her fiery thirst but they soon pass away The pensive Husbandman with his own eyes Bedews his Land because he sees the skies Refuse to do it just so stands the case When God from souls removes the means of grace God's Ministers are clouds their doctrine rain Which when the Lord in judgment shall restrain The peoples souls in short time will be found In such a case as this dry parched ground When this sad judgment falls on any Nation Let Saints therein take up this lamentation O dreadful dark and dismal day How is our glory fled away Our Sun gone down our stars o'recast God's heritage is now laid wast Our pining souls no bread can get With wantons God hath justly met When we are fed unto the full This man was tedious that was dull But they are gone and there remain No such occasions to complain Stars are not now for lights but signs God knows of what heart-breaking times Sure heaven intends not peace but wars In calling home Ambassadors How long did Sodom's judgment stay When righteous Lot was snatcht away How long remain'd that stately Hall When Sampson made the pillars fall When Horsemen and Commanders fly Wo to the helpless Infantry This is a sad and fatal blow A publick loss and overthrow You that so long have wish'd them gone Be quiet now the thing is done Did they torment you ere your day God hath remov'd them out o'th'way Now sleep in sin and take your ease Their doctrine shall no more displease But Lord what shall become of us Our Teacher's gone and left us thus To whom shall we our selves address When conscience labours in distress O who shall help us at our need Or pour in Balm when wounds do bleed Help Lord for unto thee our eyes Do pour out tears our groans our cryes Shall never cease till thou restore The mercies which we had before Till Sions paths where grass now grows Be trodden by the feet of those That love thy name and long t' enjoy The mercies they have sin'd away CHAP. IX Seeds dye and rot and then most fresh appear Saints bodies rise more orient then they mere OBSERVATION AFter the seed is committed to the earth it seems to perish and dye as our Saviour speaks Iohn 12. 24. Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die it abideth alone but if it die it brings forth much fruit The death of the Corn in the earth is not a total death but only the corruption or alteration of it for if once the seminal life and vertue of it were quite extinguisht it could never put forth blade or ear without a miracle Yet because that alteration is a kind of death therefore Christ here uses it as a fit illustration of the resurrection And indeed there is nothing in nature more apt to illustrate that great mystery What a fragrant green and beautiful blade do we ●ee spring up from a corrupted seed how black and mouldy is that how beautiful and verdant is this APPLICATION EVen thus shall the bodies of the Saints arise in beauty and glory at the resurrection They are sown in dishonour they are raised in glory they are sown natural bodies they are raised spiritual bodies 1 Cor. 15. 43 44. The Husbandman knows that though the seed rot in the earth yet it will rise again And the believer knows That though after his skin worms destroy his body yet in his flesh he shall see God Iob 19. 25 c. and the resemblance betwixt the seed sown and springing up and the bodies of the Saints dying and rising again lyes in these following particulars First the seed is committed to the earth from whence it came so is the body of a Saint earth it was and to earth it is again resolved Grace exempts not the body of the best man from seeing corruption Rom. 8. 10. Though Christ be in him yet the body is dead that is sentenced to death because of sin Heb. 6. ult It is appointed for all men once to dye Secondly The seed is cast into the earth in hope 1 Cor. 9. 10. Were there not a resurrection of it expected the Husbandman would never be willing to cast away his Corn. The bodies of Saints are also committed to the grave in hope I Thes. 4. 13 14. But I would not have you to be ignorant brethren concerning those which are asleep as them which have no hope for if we believe that Iesus dyed and rose again even so also them which sleep in Iesus shall the Lord bring with him This blessed hope of a resurrection sweetens not only the troubles of life but the pangs of death Thirdly the seed is cast into the earth seasonably in its proper season So are the bodies of the Saints Ioh. 5. 26. Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age as a shock of corn cometh in in its season They alwayes dye in the fittest time though sometimes they seem
to dye immaturately The time of their death was from all eternity prefixt by God beyond which they cannot go and short of which they cannot come The seed lyes many dayes and nights under the clods before it rise and appear again Even so man lyeth down and riseth not again till the heavens be no more Iob 14. 12. The dayes of darkness in the grave are many When the time is come for its shooting up the earth that covered it can hide it no longer it cannot keep it down a day more it will find or make a way through the clods So in that day when the great trump shall sound bone shall come to his bone and the graves shall not be able to hold them a minute longer Both Sea and earth must render the dead that are in them Rev. 20. 13. When the seed appears above ground again it appears much more fresh and orient than when it was cast into the earth God cloaths it with such beauty that it is not like to what it was before Thus rise the bodies of Saints marvellously improved beautified and perfected with spiritual qualities and rich endowments in respect whereof they are called spiritual bodies I Cor. 15. 43. not properly but analogically spiritual for look as spirits subsist without food ra●ment sleep know no lassitude weariness or pain so our bodies after the resurrection shall be above these necessities and distempers for we shall be as the Angels of God Mat. 22. 30. Yea our vile bodies shall be changed and made like unto Christs glorious body which is the highest pitch and ascent of glory and honour that an humane body is capable of Phil. 3. 21. Indeed the glory of the soul shall be the greatest glory that 's the orient invaluable jem but God will bestow a distinct glory upon the body and richly enammel the very case in which that precious jewel shall be kept In that glorious morning of the resurrection the Saints shall put on their new fresh suits of flesh richly laid and trimmed with glory Those bodies which in the grave were but dust and rottenness when it delivers them back again shall be shining and excellent pieces absolutely and everlastingly freed 1 From all natural infirmities and distempers death is their good Physician which at once freed them of all diseases 'T is a great Affliction now to many of the Lord's people to be clog'd with so many bodily infirmities which render them very unserviceable to God The spirit indeed is willing but the flesh is weak A crazy body retorts and shoots back its distempers upon the soul with which it is so closely conjoyned but though now the soul as Theophrastus speaks payes a dear rent for the Tabernacle in which it dwells yet when death dissolves that Tabernacle all the diseases and pains under which it groaned shall be buried in the rubbish of its mortality and when they come to be re-united again God will bestow rich gifts and dowries even upon the body in the day of its re-espousals to the soul. 2 It shall be freed from all deformities there are no breaches flaws monstrosities in glorified bodies but of them it may much rather be said what was once said of Absalom 2 Sam. 14. 25. That from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot there was no blemish in him 3ly It shall be freed from all natural necessities to which it is now subjected in this its animal state How is the soul now disquieted and tortured with cares and troubles to provide for a perishing body Many unbelieving and unbecoming fears it is now vexed with What shall it eat and what shall it drink and wherewithal shall it be cloathed But meats for the belly and the belly for meats God shall destroy both it and them 1 Cor. 6. 13. i. e. as to their present use and office for as to its existence so the belly shall not be destroyed But even as the Masts Poop and Stern of a Ship abide in the harbour after the voyage is ended so shall these bodily members as Tertullian excellently illustrates it 4ly They shall be freed from death to which thenceforth they can be subject no more that formidable adversary of nature shall affault it no more For they which shall be accounted worthy to obtain that world and the resurrection from the dead neither marry nor are given in marriage neither can they dye any more for they shall be equal to the Angels and are the children of God being the children of the resurrection Luk. 20. 35 36 Mark it equal to the Angels not that they shall be separate and single spirits without bodies as the Angels are but equal to them in the way and manner of their living and acting We shall then live upon God and act freely purely and delightfully for God for all kind of living upon and delighting in creatures seems in that Text by a Synechdoche of the part which is ordinarily in Scripture put for all creature-delights dependencies and necessities to be excluded Nothing but God shall enamour and fill the soul and the body shall be perfectly subdued to the spirit Lord what hast thou prepared for them that love thee REFLECTIONS If I shall receive my body again so dignified and improved in the world to come then Lord let me never be unwilling to use my body now for the interest of thy glory or my own Salvation Now O my God it grieves me to think how many precious opportunities of serving and honouring thee I have lost under pretence of endangering my health I have been more solicitous to live long and healthfully than to live usefully and fruitfully and like enough my life had been more serviceable to thee if it had not been so fondly overvalued by me Foolish soul hath God given thee a body for a living tool or instrument and art thou afraid to use it wherein is the mercy of having a body if not in spending and wearing it out in the service of God to have an active vigorous body and not to imploy and exercise it for God for fear of endangering its health is as if one should give thee a handsom and sprightful horse upon condition thou shouldst not ride or work him O! if some of the Saints had enjoyed the blessing of such an healthy active body as mine what excellent services would they have performed to God in it If my body shall as surely rise again in glory vigour and excellent endowments as the seed which I sow doth why should not this comfort me over all the pains weaknesses and dulness with which my soul is now clogged Thou knowest my God what a grief it hath been to my soul to be fettered and intangled with the distempers and manifold indispositions of this vile body It hath made me sigh and say with holy Anselme when he saw the mounting bird weighed down by the stone hanging at her leg Lord thus it fares with the
the prejudice of his truth O what rich grace is here that in a general Shipwrack mercy should cast forth a line or plank to save me that when millions perish I with a few more should escape that perdition Was it the Fathers good pleasure to bestow the kingdom upon a little flock and to make me one of that number What singular obligations hath mercy put upon my soul the fewer are saved the more cause have they that are to admire their Saviour If but one of a thousand had been damned yet my salvation would have been an act of infinite grace but when scarce one of a thousand are saved what shall I call that grace that cast my lot among them The Poem HE that with spiritual eyes in Autumn sees The heaps of fruit which fall from shaken trees Like storms of hailstones and can hardly find One of a thousand that remains behind Methinks this Meditation should awake His soul and make it like those trees to shake Of all the clusters which so lately grew Upon these trees how few can they now shew Here one and there another two or three Upon the outmost branches of the tree The greatest numbers to the pound are born Squeez'd in the trough and all to pieces torn This little handful's left to shadow forth To me Gods remnant in this peopl'd earth If o're the whole terrestrial globe I look The Gospel visits but a little nook The rest with horrid darkness overspread Are fast asleep yea in transgressions dead Whole droves to hell the devil daily drives Not one amongst them once resists or strives And in this little heaven-inlightned spot How vast an interest hath Satan got But few of holiness profession make And if from those that do prosess I take The self-deluding hypocrites I fear To think how few remain that are sincere O tax not mercy that it saves so few But rather wonder that the Lord should shew Mercy to any quarrel not with grace But for they self Gods gracious terms embrace When all were Shipwrackt thou shouldst wonder more To find thy self so strangely cast ashore And there to meet with any that can tell How narrowly they also scap'd from hell The smaller numbers mercy saves the higher Ingagements lye on thee still to admire Had the whole species perish'd in their sin And not one individual saved bin Yet every tongue before him must be mute Confess his righteousness but not dispute Or had the hand of mercy which is free Taken another and pass'd over me I still must justifie him and my tongue Confess my maker had done me no wrong But if my name he please to let me see Enroll'd among those few that saved be What admiration should such mercy move What thanks and praise and everlasting love CHAP. IV. Dead barren Trees you for the fire prepare In such a case all fruitless persons are OBSERVATION AFter many years patience in the use of all means to recover a fruit Tree if the Husbandman see it be quite dead and that there can be no more expectation of any fruit from it he brings his ax and hews it down by the root and from the Orchard it s carried to the fire it being then fit for nothing else he reckons it imprudent to let such a useless tree abide in good ground where another might be planted in its room that will better pay for the ground it stands in I my self once saw a large Orchard of fair but fruitless trees all rooted up rived abroad and ricked up for the fire APPLICATION THus deals the Lord by useless and barren Professors who do but cumber his ground Mat. 3. 10. And now also the ax is laid to the root of the trees therefore every tree that brings not forth good fruit is hewn down and cast into the fire And Luke 13. 7. Then said the dresser of the vineyard Behold this three years I came seeking fruit on this ●ig-tree and find none cut it down why cumbereth it the ground These three years alluding to the time of his Ministery he being at that time entring upon his last half year as one observes by harmonizing the Evangelists so long he had waited for the fruit of his Ministery among those dead-hearted Iews now his patience is even at an end cut them down saith he why cumber they the ground I will plant others viz. the Gentiles in their room This hewing down of the barren tree doth in a lively manner shadow forth Gods judicial proceedings against formal and empty Professors under the Gospel and the resemblance clearly holds in these following particulars The tree that is to be hewen down for the fire stands in the Orchard among other flourishing trees where it hath enjoyed the benefit of a good soyl a strong fence and much culture but being barren these priviledges secure it not from the fire It is not our standing in the visible church by a powerless profession among real Saints with whom we have been associated and enjoyed the rich and excellent waterings of Ordinances that can secure us from the wrath of God Mat. 3. 8. 9. Bring forth fruits meet for repentance and think not to say within your selves we have Abraham to our father Neither Abraham nor Abrahams God will acknowledge such degenerate children if Abrahams faith be not in your hearts it will be no advantage that Abrahams bloud runs in your veins 'T will be a poor plea for Iudas when he shall stand before Christ in judgment to say Lord I was one of thy family I preached for thee I did eat and drink in thy presence Let these Scriptures be consulted Mat. 7. 22. Mat. 25. 11 12. Rom. 2. 17. ad 25. The Husbandman doth not presently cut down the tree because it puts not forth as soon as other trees do but waits as long as there is any hope and then cuts it down Thus doth God wait upon barren dead-hearted persons from Sabbath to Sabbath and from year to year for the Lord is long-suffering to us-ward and not willing that any should peri●h but all come to repentance 2 Pet. 3. 9. Thus the long-suffering of God waited in the dayes of Noah upon those dry trees who are now smoaking and flaming in hell 1 Pet. 3. 20. He waits long on sinners but keeps exact accounts of every year and day of his patience Luke 13. 7 These three years And Ier. 25. 3. These 23 years When the time is come to cut it down the dead tree cannot possibly resist the stroke of the ax but receives the blow and falls before it No more can the stoutest sinner resist the fatal stroke of death by which the Lord hews him down Eccles. 8. 8. There is no man that hath power over the Spirit to retain the Spirit neither hath he power in the day of death and there is no discharge in that war When the pale horse comes
away you must into the land of darkness Though thou cry with Adrian O my poor soul whither art thou going die thou must thou barren Professor though it were better for thee to do any thing else than to die What a dreadful screech will thy conscience give when it sees the ax at thy root and say to thee as it is Ezek. 7. 6. An end is come the end is come it watcheth for thee behold it is come O said Henry Beauford that rich and wretched Cardinal Bishop of Winchester and Chancellor of England when he perceived whereto he must wherefore must I die If the whole Realm would save my life I am able either by policy to get it or by riches to buy it Fye quoth he will not death be hired will riches do nothing No neither riches nor policy can then avail That side to which the Tree leaned most while it stood that way it will fall when it is cut down and as it falls so it lies whether to the South or North Eccles. 11. 3. So it fares with these mystical trees I mean fruitless Professors Had their hearts and affections inclined and bended heaven-ward whilst they lived that way no doubt they had fallen at their death but as their hearts inclined to sin and ever bended to the world so when God gives the fatal stroke they must fall hell-ward and wrath-ward and how dreadful will such a fall be When the dead tree is carried out of the Orchard it shall never be among the living trees of the Orchard any more many years it grew among them but now it shall never have a place there again And when the barren Professor is carried out of the world by death he shall never be associated with the Saints any more He may then say farewell all ye Saints among whom I lived and with whom I so often heard fasted prayed I shall never see your faces more Mat. 8. 11 12. I say unto you that many shall come from the East and West and North and South and shall sit down with Abraham Isaac and Iacob in the Kingdom of heaven but the children of the Kingdom shall be cast forth into outer darkness there shall be weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth When the dead tree is carried out of the Orchard the Husbandman cuts off his branches and rives him asunder with his wedges This also is the lot of barren Professors The Lord of that servant will come in a day when he looketh not for him and will cut him asunder he shall be diffected or cut abroad Luke 12. 46. Now therefore consider this ye that forget God le●t I tear or rend you in pieces Psal. 50. 22. O direful day when the same hand which planted pruned and watered thee so long and so tenderly shall now strike mortal strokes at thee and that without pity For be that made them will not have mercy on them and be that formed them will shew them no favour I●a 27. 11. For the day of mercy is over and the day of his wrath is fully come When this tree is cleav'd abroad then itsi rotten hollow inside appears which was the cause of its barrenuess it looked like a Fair and sound bodied tree but now all may see how rotten it is at the heart So will God in that day when he shall di●●ect the barren Professor discover the rottenness of his heart and un●oundness of his principles and ends then they who never suspected him before shall see what a hollow and rotten-hearted Professor he was Lastly the fruitless tree is cast into the fire This also is the end and sad issue of formality Iohn 15. 6. He is cast forth as a branch and is withered and men gather them and cast them into the fire and they are burned This is an undou●t●d truth That there is no plant in Gods vineyard but he will have glory from it by bearing fruit or glory on it by burning in the fire In this fire shall they lye gnashing their teeth Luke 13. 38. and that both in indignation against the Saints whom they shall see in glory and against Iesus Christ who would not save them and against themselves for losing so foolishly the opportunities of salvation Do you behold when you sit by the fire the froth that boyles out of those flaming logs O think of that some and rage of these undone creatures foaming and gnashing their teeth in that fire which is not quenched Mark 9. 44. REFLECTION HOw often have I passed by such barren trees with a more barren heart as little thinking such a tree to be the emblem of my self as Nebuchadnezz●r did when he saw that tree in a dream which represented himself and shadowed forth to him his ensuing misery Dan. 4. 13. But Oh my conscience my drousie sleepy conscience wert thou but tender and faithful to me thou wouldst make as round and terrible an application of such a spectacle to me as the faithful Prophet did to him v. 22. And thus wouldst thou O my soul bemoan thy condition Poor wretch here I grow for a little time among the trees of righteousness the plants of renown but I am none of them I was never planted a right seed some green and flourishing leaves of profession indeed I have which deceive others but God cannot be deceived he sees I am fruitless and rotten at the heart Poor soul what will thine end be but burning Behold the axlyeth by thy root and wonder it is that there it should lye so long and I yet standing still mercy pleads for a fruitless creature Lord spare it one year longer Alas he need strike no great blow to ruine me his very breath blows to destruction Iob 4. 9. a frown of his face can blast and ruine me Psal. 80. 6. he is daily sollicited by his justice to hew me down and yet I stand Lord cure my barrenness I know thou hadst rather see fruit than fire upon me The Poem IF after pains and patience you can see No hopes of fruit down goes the barren tree You will not suffer trees that are unsound And barren too to cumber useful ground The fatal ax is laid unto the root It 's fit for fire when unfit for fruit But though this be a dead and barren tree Reader I would not have it so to thee May it to thee this serious thought suggest In all the Orchard this dead tree's the best Think on it sadly lay it close to heart This is the case in which thou wast or art If so thou wast but now dost live and grow And bring forth fruit what praise and thanks dost ow To that wise Husbandman that made thee so O think when justice listed up its hand How mercy did then interceding stand How pity did on thy behalf appear To beg reprieval for another year Stop Lord forbear him all hope is not past He can but be for fire at the last Though many
their own necessities while living but to lay up something for their posterity when they are gone they do not only leave to their children what their progenitors left them but they desire to leave it improved and bettered None but bad husbands and spend-thirfts are of the mind with that Heathen Emperor Tiberius who having put all into such confusions in the Empire that it might be thought the world would end with him yet pleased himself with this apprehension that he should be out of the reach of it and would often say When I am dead let heaven and earth mingle if the world will but hold my time let it break when I am gone But provident men look beyond their own time and do very much concern themselves in the good or evil of their posterity APPLICATION VVHat careful Husbands do with respect to the provisions they make for their children that all prudent Christians are bound to do with respect to the truths committed to them and do them to be transmitted to succeeding Saints In the first age of the world even till the Law was given faithful men were instead of books and records they did by oral tradition convey the truths of God to posterity but since the sacred truth hath been consigned the writing no such tion except full consentient with that written word is to be received as authentick but the truths therein delivered to the Saints are by verbal declarations open confessions and constant sufferings to be preserved and delivered from age to age This was the constant care of the whole cloud of witnesses both ancient and modern who have kept the word of Gods patience and would not accept their own lives liberties or estates no nor the whole world in exchange for that invaluable treasure of truth they have carefully practised Solomons counsel Prov. 23. 23. Buy the truth but sell it not they would not alienate that fair inheritance for all the inheritances on earth Upon the same reasons that you are refuse to part with or embezel your estates Christians also refuse to part with the truths of God You will not waste or alienate your inheritance because it 's precious and of great value in your eyes but much more precious are Gods truths to his people Luther professed he would not take the whole world for one leaf of his Bible Though some profane persons may say with Pilate What is truth yet know that any one truth of the Gospel is more worth than all the inheritances upon earth they are the great things of Gods Law and he that sells them for the greatest things in this world makes a soul-undoing bargain You will not waste or part with your inheritance because you know your posterity will be much wronged by it They that baffle or drink away an estate drink the tears of their sad widows and the very blood of their impoverished children The people of God do also consider how much the generations to come are concern'd in the conservation of the truths of God for them it cuts them to the heart but to think that their children should be brought up to worship dumb idols and fall down before a wooden or a breaden God The very birds and beasts will expose their own bodies to apparent danger of death to preserve their young Religion doth much more intender the heart and bowels than nature doth You reckon it a foul disgrace to sell your estates and be●●me Bankrupts 't is a word that hears ill among you And a Christian accounts it the highest reproach in the world to be a traitor to or an Apostate from the truths of God When the primitive Saints were strictly required to deliver up their Bibles those that did so were justly branded and husht out of their company under the odiou title of Traditores or deliverers You are so loath to part with your ●states because you know its hard recovering an estate again when once you have lost it Christians do also know how difficult it will be for the people of God in times to come to recover the light of the Gospel again if once it be exinguished There is no truth of God recovered out of Antichrists hands without great wrestlings and much blood The Church may call every point of reformed doctrine and discipline so recovered her Nap●●alies for with great wrestlings she hath wrestled for them Earnestly contending for the faith once delivered to them Iude 3. To conclude rather than you will part with your estates you will chuse to suffer many wants and hardships all your lives you will fare hard and go bare to preserve what you have for your posterity But the people of God have put themselves upon far greater hardships than these to preserve truth they have chosen to suffer reproaches poverty prisons death and the most cruel torments rather than the loss of Gods truth All the Martyrologies will inform you what their sufferings have been to keep the word of Gods patience they have boldly told their enemies that they might pluck their hearts out of their bodies but should never pluck the truth out of their hearts REFLECTIONS BAse unbelieving heart how have I flinched and shrunk from truth when it hath been in danger I have rather chosen to leave it than my life liberty or estate as a prey to the enemy I have left truth and just it is that the God of truth should leave me Cowardly soul that durst not make a stand for truth yea rather bold and daring soul that wouldst rather venture to look a wrathful God than an angry man in the face I would not own and preserve the truth and the God of truth will not own me 2 Tim. 2. 12. If we deny him he will deny us Lord unto me hast thou committed the precious treasure and trust of truth and as I received it so do I desire to deliver it to the generations to come that the people which are yet unborn may praise the Lord. God forbid I should ever part with such a fair inheritance and thereby begger my own and thousands of souls Thou hast given me thy truth and the world hates me I well know that is the ground of the quarrel would I but throw truth over the walls how soon would a retreat be sounded to all presecutors But Lord thy truth is invaluably precious what a vile thing is my blood compared with the least of all thy truths Thou hast charged me to sell it and in thy strength I resolve never to lift a fine and cut off that golden line wherey thy truths are entailed upon thy people from generation to generation My friends may go my liberary go my blood may go but as for thee precious truth thou shalt never go How dear hath this inheritance of truth cost some Christians how little hath it cost us We are entred into their labours we reap in peace what they sowed in tears yea in blood O the grievous sufferings
WHO that hears such various ravishing and exquisite melody would imagine the bird that makes it to be of so small and contemptible a body and feather her charming voice ingaged not only mine attentive ear but my feet also to make a nearer approach to that shady bush in which that excellent Musician sate vailed and the nearer I came the sweeter the melody still seemed to be but when I had described the bird her self and found her to be little bigger and no better feather'd than a sparrow it gave my thoughts the occasion of this following application This Bird seems to me the lively emblem of the formal hypocrite 1 In that she is more in found than substance a loud and excellent voice but a little despicable body and it recal'd to my thoughts the story of Plutarch who hearin● a Nightingale desired to have one killed to feed upon not questioning but she would please the pallat as well as the ear but when the Nightingale was brought him and he saw what a poor little creature it was truly said he thou art vox preterea nihil a meer voice and nothing else So is the hypocrite did a man hear him something in more publick duties and discourses O thinks he what an excellent man is this what a choice and rare spirit is he of but follow him home observe him in his private conversation and retirements and then you will judg Plutarchs note as applicable to him as the Nightingale 2 This Bird is observed to charm most sweetly and set her spirit all on work when she perceives she hath ingaged attention so doth the hypocrite who lives and feeds upon the applause and commendation of his admirers and cares little for any of those duties which bring in no returns of praise from men he is little pleased with a silent melody and private pleasure betwixt God and his own soul. Scire tuum nihil est nisi te scire hoc sciat alter Alas his knowledge is not worth a pin If he proclaim not what he hath within He is more for the Theatre than the Closet and of such Christ saith Verily they have their reward 3 Naturalists observe the Nightingale to be an ambitious Bird that cannot endure to be out-vied by any she will rather chuse to die than be excell'd a notable instance whereof we have in the following pleasant Poem translated out of Strada concerning the Nightingale and a Lutanist Now the declining Sun did downward bend From higher heavens and from his locks did send A milder flame when neer to Tibers flow A Lutanist allayed his careful wo With sounding charms and in a greeny seat Of shady Oak took shelter from the heat A Nightingale o'reheard him that did use To sojourn in the neighbour Groves the muse That fill'd the place the Syrene of the wood Poor harmless Syrene stealing near she stood Close lurking in the leaves attentively Recording that unwonted melody She con'd it her self and every strain His fingers play'd her throat return'd again The Latanist perceiv'd an answer sent From th'imitating Bird and was content To shew her play more fully then in haste He tryes his Lute and giving her a tast Of the ensuing quarrel nimbly beats On all his strings as nimbly she repeats And wildly ranging o're a thousand keys Sounds a shrill warning of her after layes With rowling hand the Lutanist then plyes The trembling threeds sometimes in scornful wise He brushes down the strings and strikes them all With one even stroke then takes them several And culls them o're again his sparkling joynts With busie descant mincing on the points Reach back again with nimble touch then stayes The Bird replies and art with repays Sometimes as one unexpert and in doubt How she might weild her voice she draweth out Her tone at large and doth at first prepare A solemn strain nor wear'd with winding air but with an equal pitch and constant throat Makes clear the passage for her gliding note Then cross division diversly she playes And loudly chanting out her quickest layes Poyses the sound and with a quivering voice Falls back again he wondering so choice So various harmony could issue out From such a little throat doth go about Some harder Lessons and with wondrous art Changing the strings doth up the treble dart And downward smite the Base with painful stroke He beats and as the Trumpet doth provoke Sluggards to fight even so his wanton skill With mingled discord joyns the hoarse and shrill The Bird this also tunes and whilst she cuts Sharp notes with melting voice and mingled puts Measures of middle sound then suddenly She thunders deep and jugs it inwardly With gentle murmur clear and dull she sings By course as when the martial warning rings Believ 't the Minstrel blusht with angry mood Inflam'd quoth he thou Chantress of the wood Either from thee I 'le bear the price away Or vanquisht break my Lute without delay Unimitable accents then he strains His hand flyes on the strings in one he chains Far different numbers chasing here and there And all the strings he labours every where Both flat and sharp he strikes and stately grows To prouder strains and backward as he goes Doubly divides and closing up his layes Like a full Quire a shivering consort playes Then pausing stood in expectation Of his corrival nor durst answer on But she when practise long her throat had whet Enduring not to yield at once doth set Her Spirits all to work and all in vain For whilst she labours to express again With Natures simple voice such divers keys With slender pipes such losty notes as these O're matcht with high designs o're matcht with wo Iust at the last encounter of her foe She saints she dyes falls on his instrument That conquer'd her a fitting monument So far even little souls are driven on Struck with a vertuous emulation And even as far are hypocrites driven on by their ambition and pride which is the spur that provokes them in their religious duties MEDIT. II. Vpon the sight of many small Birds chirping about a dead Hawk HEaring a whole quire of Birds chirping and twinking together it ingaged my curiosity a little to enquire into the occasion of that convocation which mine eye quickly inform'd me of for I perceived a dead Hawk in the bush about which they made such a noise seeming to triumph at the death of their enemy and I could not blame them to sing his knell who like a Cannibal was wont to feed upon their living bodies tearing them limb from limb and scaring them with his frightful appearance This Bird which living was so formidable being dead the poorest Wren or Titmouse fears not to chirp or hop over This brings to my thoughts the base and ignoble ends of the greatest Tyrants and greedy ingroffers of the world of whom whilst living men were more afraid than birds of a Hawk but dead became objects of contempt and scorn The death
of such Tyrants is both inglorious and unlamented When the wicked perish there is shouting Prov. 11. 10. Which was exemplified to the life at the death of Nero of whom the Poet thus sings Cum mors crudelem rapuisset saeva Neronem Credibile est multos Roman agitasse jacos When cruel Nero dy'd th' Historian tells How Rome did mourn with Bonefires plays and bells Remarkable for contempt and shame have the ends of many bloudy Tyrants been so Pompey the great of whom Clau dian the Poet sings Nudus pascit aves jacet en qui p●ssidet orbem Exiguae telluris inops Birds eat his flesh lo now he cannot have Who rul'd the world a space to make a grave The like is storied of Alexander the great who lay unburied thirty dayes and William the Conquerer with many other such Birds of prey whilst a beneficial and holy life is usually closed up in an honourable and much lamented death For mine own part I wish I may sooder my conversation in the world that I may live when I am dead in the aff●ctions of the best and leave an honourable testimony in the consciences of the worst that I may oppress none do good to all and say when I dye as good Ambrose did I am neither ashamed to live nor afraid to dye MEDIT. III. Vpon the sight of a Black-bird taking sanctuary in a bush from a pursuing Hawk VVHen I saw how hardly the poor Bird was put to it to save her self from her enemy who hover'd just over the bush in which she was fluttering and squeeking I could not but hasten to relieve her pity and succour being a due debt to the distressed which when I had done the bird would not depart from the bush though her enemy were gone this act of kindness was abundantly repaid by this Meditation with which I returned to my walk My soul like this Bird was once distressed pursued yea seized by Satan who had certainly made a prey of it had not Iesus Christ been a sanctuary to it in that hour of danger How ready did I find him to receive my poor soul into his protection then did he make good that sweet promise to my experience Those that come unto me I will in no wise cast out It call'd to mind that pretty and pertinent story of the Philosopher who walking in the fields a Bird pursued by a Hawk flew into his bosom her took her out and said Poor bird I will neither wrong thee nor expose thee to thine enemy since thou camest unto me for refuge So tender and more than so is the Lord Iesus to distressed souls that come unto him Blessed Iesus how should I love and praise thee glorifie and admire thee for that great salvation thou hast wrought for me If this Bird had faln into the claws of her enemy she had been torn to pieces indeed and devoured but then a few minutes had dispatcht her and ended all her pain and misery but had my soul fallen into the hand of Satan there had been no end of its misery Would not this scared Bird be flusht out of the Bush that secured her though I had chased away her enemy and wilt thou my soul ever be enticed or scared from Christ thy refuge O let this for ever ingage thee to keep close to Christ and make me say with Ezra and now O Lord since thou hast given me such a deliverance as this should I again break thy commandments MEDIT. IV Vpon the sight of diver Lennets intermingling with a flock of Sparrows ME thinks these Birds do fitly resemble the gaudy Gallant and the plain peasants how spruce and richly adorned with shining and various coloured feathers like scarlet richly laid with gold and silver lace are those how plainly clad in a home-spun countrey russet are these Fine feathers saith our proverb make proud Birds and yet the feathers of the Sparrow are as useful and beneficial both for warmth and flight though not so gay and ornamental as the others and if both were stript out of their feathers the Sparrow would prove the better Bird of the two by which I see that the greatest worth doth not alwayes lye under the finest cloaths And besides God can make mean and homely garments as useful and beneficial topoor despised Christians as the ruffling and shining garments of wanton Gallants are to them and when God shall strip men out of all external excellencies these will be found to excel their glittering neighbours in true worth and excellency Little would a man think such rich treasures of grace wisdom humility c. lay under some russet coats Saepe sub attrita latitat sapientia veste Under poor garments more true worth may be Than under silks that whistle who but he Whilst on the other side the heart of the wicked as Solomon hath observed is little worth how much sover his cloaths be worth Alas it falls out two frequently among us as it doth with men in the Indies who walk over the rich veins of gold and silver Oar which lyes hid under a ragged and barren surface and know it not For my how p●rt I desire not to value any man by what is extrinsecal and worldly but by that true internal excellency of grace which makes the face to shine in the eyes of God and good men I would contemn a vile person though never so glorious in the eye of the world but honour such as fear the Lord how sordid and despicable soever to appearance MEDIT. V. Vpon the sight of a Robbin-red-breast picking up a worm from a mole-hill then raising OBserving the Mole working industriously beneath and the Bird watching so intently above I made a stand to observe the issue When in a little time the bird descends and seizes upon a worm which I perceived was crawling apace from the enemy below that hunted her but fell to the share of another which from above waited for her My thoughts presently suggested these Meditations from that occasion me thought this poor worm seem'd to be the Emblem of my poor soul which is more endangered by its own lusts of pride and covetousness than this worm was by the Mole and Bird my pride like the aspiring Bird watches for it above my covetousness like this subterranean Mole digging for it beneath Poor soul what a sad Dilemma art thou brought to If thou go down into the caverns of the earth there thou art a prey to thy covetousness that hunts thee and if thou aspire or but creep upward there thy pride waits to ensnare thee Distressed soul whither wilt thou go ascend thou mayest not by a vain elation but by a heavenly conversation beside which there is no way for thy preservation the way of life is above to the wise c. Again I could not but observe the accidental benefit this poor harmless Bird obtained by the labour of the Mole who hunting intentionally for her self unburroughed and ferrited out this
much the dearer shalt thou be to me MEDIT. IX Vpon the early singing of birds HOw am I reproved of sluggishness by these watchful Birds which cheerfully entertain the very dawning of the morning with their cheerful and delightful warblings they set their little spirits all awork betimes whilst my nobler spirits are bound with the bonds of soft and downy slumbers For shame my soul suffer not that Publican sleep to seize so much of thy time yea thy best and freshest time reprove and chide thy sluggish body as a good Bishop once did when upon the same occasion he said Surrexerunt passeres ster●unt Pontifices The early chirping Sparrows may reprove Such lazy Bishops as their beds do love Of many sl●ggards it may be said as Tully said of Verres the Deputy of Sicily Quod nunquam solem nec orientem nec occidentem viderat that he never saw the Sun rising being in bed after nor setting being in bed before 'T is pity that Christians of all men should suffer sleep to cut such large thongs out of so narrow a hide as their time on earth is But alas it is not so much early rising as a wise improving those fresh and free hours with God that will inrich the soul else as our Proverb saith a man may be early up and never the neer yea far better it is to be found in bed sl●eping than to be up doing nothing or that which is worse than nothing O my soul learn to prepossess thy self every morning with the thoughts of God and suffer not those fresh and sweet operations of thy mind to be prostituted to earthly things for that is experimentally true which one in this case hath pertinently observed That if the world get the start of Religion in the morning it will be hard for Religion to overtake it all the day after MEDIT. X. Vpon the haltering of birds with a grain of hair Observing in a snowy season how the poor hungry Birds were haltred and drawn in by a grain of hair cunningly cast over their heads whilst poor creatures they were busily feeding and suspected no danger and even whilst their companions were drawn away from them one after another all the interruption it gave the rest was only for a minute or two whilest they stood peeping into that hole through which their companions were drawn and then fell to their meat again as busily as before I could not chuse but say Even thus surprizingly doth death steal upon the children of men whilst they are wholly intent upon the cares and pleasures of this life not at all suspecting its so neer approach These Birds saw not the ha●d that insnared them nor do they see the hand of death plucking them one after another into the grave Ovid. Omnibus obscur as injecit illa manus Death 's steps are swift and yet no noise it makes Its hand unseen but yet most surely takes And even as the surviving Birds for a little time seemed to stand affrighted peeping after their companions and then as busie as ever to their meat again Iust so it fares with the careless inconsiderate world who see others daily dropping into eternity round about them and for the present are a little startled and will look into the grave after their neighbours and then fall as busily to their earthly imployments and pleasures again as ever till their own turn comes I know my God! that I must die as well as others but O let me not die as do others let me see death before I feel it and conquer it before it kill me let it not come as an enemy upon my back but rather let me meet it as a friend half way Die I must but let me lay up that good treasure before I go Mat. 6. 19. carry with me a good conscience when I go 2 Tim. 4. 6 7. and leave behind me a good example when I am gone and then let death come and welcom MEDITATIONS upon Beasts MEDIT. I. Vpon the clogging of a straying Beast HAd this Bullock contented himself and remained quietly within his own bounds his Owner had never put such an heavy clog upon his neck but I see the prudent Husbandman chuses rather to keep him with his clog than lose him for want of one What this clog is to him that is affliction and trouble to me had my soul kept close with God in liberty and prosperity he would never thus have clogged me with adversity yea and happy were it for me if I might stray from God no more who hath thus clogged me with preventive afflictions If with David I might say Before I was afflicted I went astray but now I have kept thy word Psal. 119. 67. O my soul 't is better for thee to have thy pride clogged with poverty thy ambition with reproach thy canal expectancies with constant disappointments than to be at liberty to run from God and duty 'T is true I am sometimes as weary of these troubles as this poor Beast is of the clog he draws after him and often wish my self rid of them but yet if God should take them off for ought I know I might have cause to wish them on again to prevent a greater mischief 'T is storied of Basil that for many years he was sorely afflicted with an inveterate head-ach that was his clog he often prayed for the removal of it al last God removed it but instead thereof he was sorely exercised with the motions and temptations of lust which when he perceived he as earnestly desired his head-ach again to prevent a greater evil Lord if my corruptions may be prevented by my affliction I refuse not to be clogged with them but my soul rather desires thou wouldst hasten the time when I shall be for ever freed from them both MEDIT. II. Vpon the love of a Dog to his Master HOw many a weary step through mire and dirt hath this poor Dog followed my horse to day and all this for a very poor reward for all be gets by it at night is but bones and blows yet will he not leave my company but is content upon such hard terms to travel with me from day to day O my soul what conviction and shame may this leave upon thee who art often times even weary of following thy Master Christ whose rewards and incourage ments of obedience are so incomparably sweet and sure I cannot beat back this dog from following me but every inconsiderable trouble is enough to discourage me in the way of my duty Ready I am to resolve as that Scribe did Mat. 8. 19. Master I will follow thee whithersoever thou goest but how doth my heart faulter when I must encounter with the difficulties of the way O! let me make a whole heart-choice of Christ for my portion and happiness and then I shall never leave him nor turn back from following him though the present difficulties were much more and the present incouragments much less
upon them and squeeze them too hard they quickly wither in our hands and we lose the comfort of them and that either through the souls surfeiting upon them of the Lord 's righteous and just removal of them because of the excess of our affections to them earthly com●orts like pictures shew best at a due distance It was therefore a good saying of Homer 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c. Mihi nunquam is placet hospes Qui valde preterque modum odid vel amat I like him not who at the rate Of all his might doth love or hate 'T is a point of excellent wisdom to keep the golden bridle of moderation upon all the affections we exercise upon earthly things and never to slip those reins unless when they move towards God in whose love there is no danger of excess MEDIT. VI. Vpon the sudden withering of beautiful flowers HOw fresh and orient did these Flowers lately appear when being dash'd over with the morning dew they stood in all their pride and glory breathing out their delicious odours which perfumed the air round about them but now are daver'd and shrivelled up and have neither any desirable beauty of savour in them So vain a thing is the admired beauty of creatures which so captivates the hearts and exercises a pleasing tyranny over the affections of vain man yet is as suddenly blasted as the beauty of flower Form● bonum fragile est quantumque a●●●dit ad annos Fit minor spacio carpitur ipsa suo Nec semper violae nec semper lilia florent Et riget amissa spina relicta rosa Tempus erit quo vos speculum vidisse pigebit I am veniunt rugae quae tibi corpus arent c. How frail is beauty in how short a time It fades like Roses which have past their prime So wrinckled age the fairest face will plow And cast deep ●urrows on the smoothest brow Then where 's that lovely tempting face alas Your selves would blush to view it in a glass If then thou delightest in beauty O my soul chuse that which is lasting There is a beauty which never fades even the beauty of holiness upon the inner man this abides fresh and orient for ever and sparkles gloriously when thy face the seat of natural beauty is become an abhorrent and loathsome spectacle Holiness enammels and sprinkles over the face of the soul with a beauty upon which Christ himself is enammour'd even imperfect holiness on earth is a Rose that breaths sweetly in the bud in heaven it will be full blown and abide in its prime to all eternity MEDIT. VII Vpon the tenderness of some choice Flowers HOw much care is necessary to preserve the life of some Flowers They must be boxed up in the Winter others must be covered with glasses in their springing up the finest and richest mould must be sifted about the roots and assiduously watered and all this little enough and sometimes too little to preserve them whilst other common and worthless flowers grow without any help of ours yea we have no less to do to rid our gardens of them than we have to make the former gr●w there Thus stands the case with our hearts in reference to the motions of grace and sin Holy thoughts of God must be assiduously watered by prayer earthed up by Meditation and defended by watchfulness and yet all this is sometimes too little to preserve them alive in our souls Alas the heart is a soyl that agrees not with them they are tender things and a small matter will nip and kill them To this purpose is the complaint of the divine Poet. Who would have thought a joy so coy To be offended so and go So suddenly away Hereafter I had need take heed Ioyes among other things have wings And watch their opportunities of flight Converting in a moment day to night But vain thoughts and unholy suggestions these spread themselves and root deep in the heart they naturally agree with the soyl so that it is almost impossible at any time to be rid of them 'T is hard to forget what is our sin to remember MEDIT. VIII Vpon the strange means of preserving the life of Vegetables I Observe that plants and herbs are sometimes killed by frosts and yet without frosts they would neither live nor thrive they are sometimes drowned by water and yet without water they cannot subsist they are refreshed and cheered by the heat of the Sun and yet that heat sometimes kills and scorches them up Thus lives my soul troubles and afflictions seem to kill all its comforts and yet without these its comforts could not live The Sun-blasts of prosperity sometimes refresh me and yet those Sun-blasts are the likeliest way to wither me By what seeming contradictions is the life of my spirit preserved what a mistery what a Paradox is the life of a Christian Welcome my health this sickness makes me well Med'cines adieu When with diseases I have list to dwell I 'le wish for you Welcome my strength this weakness makes me able Powers adieu When I am weary grown of standing stable I 'le wish for you Welcome my wealth this loss hath gain'd me more Riches adieu When I again grow greedy to be poor I 'le wish for you Welcome my credit this disgrace is glory Honours adieu When for renown and fame I shall be sorry I 'le wish for you Welcome content this sorrow is my joy Pleasures adieu When I desire such grief as may annoy I 'le wish for you Health strength and riches credit and content Are spared best sometimes when they are spent Sickness and weakness losse disgrace and sorrow Lend most sometimes when most they seem to borrow And if by these contrary and improbable wayes the Lord preserves our souls in life no marvel then we find such strange and seemingly contradictory motions of our hearts under the various dealings of God with us and are still restless in what condition soever he puts us which restless frame was excellently expressed in that pious Epigram of reverend Gattaker made a little before his death I thirst for thirstiness I weep for tears well pleas'd I am to be displeased thus The only thing I fear is want of fears suspecting I am not suspicious I cannot chuse but live because I dye And when I am not dead how glad am I Yet when I am thus glad for sense of pain and careful am lest I should careless be Then do I grieve for being glad again and fear lest carelessness take care for me Amidst these restless thoughts this rest I find For those that rest not here there 's rest behind Iam tetigi portum valete FINIS A TABLE of the Contents of this Treatise both Natural and Spiritual Natural Spiritual A ABuse of Cattel Page 205 206 Actions and seed resembled 147 148 Accountableness of workmen to their Masters 8 Arable Land how qualified 36 37 Altitude of the clouds 87 B Barns when