Patriarchs and Apostles Martyrs and Confessors and all the Quire of Heaven desire thy company and art thou loath to goe Away for shame ô my soul away rouze up thy self and let it never be said that Heathen and Heretiques have imbraced Death more cheerfully then thou let it never be said Thou hast incouraged others and art thy self a coward Away then with all unchristian diffidence and addresse thy self with joy and thankfulnesse to thy glory 14. But O Lord it is thou only that canst make me willing thou by thy Mercies canst draw me and by thy judgements canst drive me thou canst wooe me to a better world and weane me from this Oh prepare my Soul so far for thee then that it may bid thy messenger welcome Now that thou O Saviour hast tasted Death and so sweetned that cup let not me be loth to pledg thee Thou that givest both to will Phil. 〈…〉 and to doe give them both to me that I may not only die but doe it willingly 15. But O Lord though the spirit be willing yet the flesh is weak Mat. 〈◊〉 41. my soul would draw near with courage and comfort but my body boggles so many hindrances and hang-backs so many clogs and temptations within me without me about me that if thou O Lord leave me but to my self I shall shame my selfe and that name of thine that I have professed Oh! I cannot welcome Death so heartily so worthily as I ought instead of cheerfull imbracements I shrink inward and am scarce ashamed to let Death hale me as if I would make the world belive that I durst not die Lord how shall I shame and befoole my self if thou but leave me to my self 16. Now whither shall I goe for succour but unto thee O Lord O God of all Spirits and of all Flesh too make thou willing both my spirit and my flesh to come unto thee Oh! weaken my flesh to receive incourage my spirit to contemne Death The nearer I draw unto my end let my joyes be the clearer and my desires inlarged Oh draw this dark veile a little that I may see my glory and then I cannot but desire it And O God most holy O God most mighty O holy and mercifull Redeemer suffer me not at my last hour for any fear or paine of Death to fall from thee 17. 〈◊〉 4. 〈…〉 O Lord thou seest how soon I sink in these waters unlesse thou help and hold me up Oh! shew thy strength then in my weaknesse help him that cannot help himself and let all the praise and glory be thine owne I aske no more then what thou hast given to others and promised to me and hast given many earnests by many former deliverances perfect the work thou hast begun that thy praise and my happinesse may be consummate together 18. Yea O Lord I know it shall be so I cannot only build upon thy promise but prove by former deliverances that thou wilt save me now I cannot fear drowning in these waters while my head is above O Saviour thou hast conquer'd and triumph'd over Death how can I then fear a vanquish'd adversary Thou hast overcome Death both for thy self and me how then can I miscarry O Death then where is thy sting 〈◊〉 15. 〈◊〉 55. 〈◊〉 21 〈◊〉 4.7 〈◊〉 4.8 O Grave where is thy victory O my soul thou hast marched valiantly Thou hast fought a good fight and hast finished thy course henceforth is laid up for thee a crown of glory I will lay me down therefore and sleep in peace since thou O God makest me to dwell in safety 19. 〈◊〉 15.57 And now thanks be unto God who hath given me victory through Jesus Christ our Lord And blessed be that Redeemer who hath bought off the bitterness and torments of my Death with his own Blessed be he that hath made the bed of sickness tollerable of Death easie Blessed be that strength of my salvation who hath covered my head in the day of battell 〈◊〉 140.7 O Lord thou art my God and I will thanke thee thou art my King 〈◊〉 1.8.28 and I will praise thee Of Life Eternall 1. WHat wilt thou muse on O my soule what imployment shall I find thee or thou find thy self what meditations more worthy thy self next the glory of thy Maker then the glory of thy self Ascend then O my soule in thy thoughts to that Nebo and Pisgag Deut. 〈…〉 whence thou maiest descry a glimpse of that Land of blisse and promise which thy faith believeth and thy heart desireth 2. And what is that life of glory but a full fruition of God and thy self with the society of Saints and Angels the blessed vision of the all-glorious Deity Thy union to him thy enjoying of him and rejoycing in him A life that is all life and hath nothing of death or sorrow in it where are fulnesse of joies and pleasures for evermore Psal 〈…〉 A life whose glory cannot be described till it be injoyed 1 Cor. 〈…〉 for eye hath not seen nor eare heard nor hath it entred into the heart of man to conceive those treasures of happinesse that God hath laid up for them that love him A life whereunto not our light afflictions onely which are but for a moment Rom. 〈…〉 but whereunto the best things of this life yea our life it self is not worthy to be compared 3. And this is the last of lives and is a life everlasting Our first Life is a life of Nature the marriage of soule and body together Our next Life is a life of Grace an espousing of the Soule to Christ Our last Life is a life of Glory when Soul and Body are married unto God for ever The Soule is begotten to this life at our regeneration it is borne at our death or separation of Soule and Body from thence to the resurrection and re-union of the Body to the Soule it is in its childhood and then enters it into its full perfection In this glory there may be degrees there can be no imperfection though some shine like starres of greater some of lesser magnitude yet all shall shine some shal hold more glory some lesse yet all shall be full he that hath least shall neither want himself nor annoy him that hath a larger portion 4. And whence is this life eternal but from him who is the fountain both of life and of eternity The Father hath made it and decreed it The Son hath merited and procured it The Holy Ghost hath sealed and delivered it Not thy Free-will in doing good but his free Mercy in Electing thee is that which gives thee title to this Glory Thou art not happy because thou hast been holy but thou art holy because thou art ordained to be happy And as this Glory so all things tending thereunto are from God he that ordained thee to Glory hath given thee a Saviour to give thee this Glory he hath given thee Faith
heavy laden I cannot travell upon this holy hill Oh! that thou wouldest ease me Mat. 〈…〉 2 as thou hast promised Oh! take off my burden adde to thy strength pluck off the plumets of my flesh and put to the feathers of thy spirit whose wings are silver and her feathers gold Psal 6. 〈…〉 57. Oh! that I had the wings of that Dove then should I flie away Oh! that I could but get up this Nebo and see my Canaan how dearly should I love Deut. 〈…〉 and long for her how boldly for her sake should I bid defiance unto whatsoever this wildernesse or world can tempt me with 15. But O Lord thou knowest my soul neither hath this happinesse nor can deserve it yea neither can deserve to have it nor to desire it But look not on my merits but on thy mercy if I had my desert I should have been long ere this past hope or help of Mercy That thou hast saved me from Hell is a Mercy no lesse then infinite but that thou shouldest also give me Heaven is a Mercy every way like thy self How can I deserve so great a Glory that am not able to aske or worthy to beg the least of thy Mercies How is my soul benummed with Flesh bemired with Earth besetted with Sin Lord thou art my hope my help help then thy servant that cannot help himself and as thou hast prepared glory for me so Lord prepare me for my glory 16. O God the Father of Light and Life from whom every good and perfect gift descendeth take this work into thine hand Iam. 1 〈…〉 and the glory of it perfect what thou hast begun O save my soul that putteth her trust in thee Wean her from the frothy milk of this world feed her with that Mannah that came down from Heaven thou that puttest Clay into the blind mans eyes and cured them 〈◊〉 9.6 wash out that clay in mine wherewith they are so bedaubed they can neither see Heaven nor thee It is thine hand that made the Heavens and it is thine hand that gives them and it is the same hand againe that lifts mine heart unto them O Lord though thou makest not mine heart heavy yet thou findest it so thou hast it in thine hand turn it and tune it as please thee make it light by the light of thy counteuance quicken it by thy Spirit take out her earth put in thy fire carry her up to Nebo shew her Canaan make her weary of this wildernesse and inlarge her longings after Heaven leave her not till thou make her pant after thee 〈◊〉 42. as the hart after the waters nor let her thirst ever be abated till she be filled with the presence of thee O God 17. 〈◊〉 18 〈◊〉 27. And since I have begun to speak unto the Lord of glory who am but dust and ashes pardon thy servant if while he plead with thee he urge thee with thy promise Hast thou not said O Lord that thou wilt give me life 〈◊〉 6.10 hast thou not bid me pray Thy kingdome come and hast thou not promised to give to them that ask and open to them that knock hast thou not alway declared thy self a God rich in mercy and delights to shew it I beg that which thou knowest I want I perish without it thou hast in abundance enough to spare to make Millions rich and happy I can have supply from none from nothing else the whole world besides is Misery if thou give not I shall never have it I beg no more but what thou hast given others how many thousand Saints and Martyrs hast thou crown'd with glory And pardon me O Lord and I shall speak once more hast thou not bought Heaven for me and paid for it a good price too and sufficient Oh! let these perswade with thee and let thy mercy in thy well-beloved Son prevaile in him look down on me and make me look up to thee with his blood cement and link all thy graces in a chain and let them down to me that laying hold thereon I may be drawne up to my glory 18. Yea be thou confident O my soule it shall be so Faithfull is he that hath promised â—or 1.9 â—or 1.20 〈◊〉 3.3 even God that cannot lie all thy sinnes cannot make his grace of none effect he counts his promise as a debt and will surely pay it yea he hath not onely bought Heaven for thee but bought thee also for Heaven and given earnest for thee the graces of his Spirit Be thou sure O my soule thy King and Saviour that hath fought so valiantly and paid so dearly for thy redemption 2 Cor. 〈…〉 will not now lose thee Who shall separate thee from this love of God Rom. 〈…〉 who can pull thee from thy glory if thy sinnes cannot thy afflictions shall not Go to thy rest then O my soule and there be thankfull 19. Now praise the Lord ô my soule and all that is within me blesse his holy name Blesse the Lord O my soule and forget not all his benefits Ps 103 〈…〉 2 〈…〉 Who pardoneth all thy sinnes and healeth all thine infirmities which hath redeemed thy life from destruction and crowned thee too with everlasting mercies Oh! what shall I render unto the Lord for all his benefits towards me What shall I what can I render Ps 116 〈…〉 What can I give thee O God which is not thine owne already Thou askest mine heart thou hast it I give it thee and thanke thee too with all mine heart Oh! Pro. 23 〈…〉 that it were worthy thy acceptance O Lord thou dost accept it as it is and therefore My soule doth magnifie the Lord Luk. 1. 〈…〉 and my Spirit rejoyceth in God my Saviour for he hath highly exalted the low estate of his servant he that is mighty hath done great things for me and holy is his name and blesse be that God who hath made me blessed to all eternity Amen FINIS
TVVO MEDITATIONS 1. Of DEATH 2. Of LIFE ETERNALL By N. B. a Sequestred MINISTER OF JESVS CHRIST LONDON Printed in the Year 1648. To his dear Parents Mr. C. T. B. and Mrs E. B. increase of grace in this Life and everlasting glory in the life to come THat this world is Vanity and Vexation Eâ—les 1.1 is no need to tell your more then fourscore years apiece can preach Labour and Sorrow Psal 19.1 The Lord hath sufficiently weaned us if at least we will not be guilty of wilfull folly from the frothy milk of this world he hath not spared his mustard wormwood and gall And as if that were not sufficient to take off our doting appetites he hath even taken the world it self quite from us we have no breasts to suck no world to love Oh! what a sweet advantage have we now had we but wisdome and grace to improve it to fix our loves only upon God and Heaven now we are freed from other suitors Why doe we not advance our longings thither where we may be yet more secure from Plunder and Sequestration Here we have a little though a very little besides our lives there we shall have nothing that Theeves can medâ—le with We have I believe we have long agoe learn'd to be willing to live and yet content to die if God so please surely we have been trewants if by this time we cannot adde one line to that lesson and now be willing to die and yet content to live if God so please Tell me for ingenuously I know not what is there that may make us in love with Life or in fear of Death For the first love of the present world I do not much suspect you you have been sufficiently knock'd off from that dotage Against the second there is none but wants incouragements That King of feares and fear of Kings That 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Ioâ— 18.14 That mighty Mawkin That terrible Scare-crow That ashcolour'd Vizard is many times ready to put us Children besides our little wits One good preservation against the frights of this Bug-bear is to get acquaintance with the Skeleton so have I known a fair Lady and a Coy by familiar converâ—e with an hard-favour at last by degrees to like and love Why not so here Surely ignorance of Death oftimes is one if not the only cause we are squeamish did we but know whence she is and whither she tends we should bid her better welcome These Meditations were my comfort as well as my imployment in my late long sicknesse I present them to you now as an expresse of my duty and thankes for your care and cost from my Childhood untill now for even yet such is the will of God whose justice I see quite through the malignity of the world I feed upon part of that little bread which is scarce sufficient for your own nourishment I hope and wish your Firkin and cruse may not be spent till the influence of Heaven send peace and prosperity to our King and Country I know this present will be pleasing for my sake I wish it may be profitable for your own You cannot but every day one way or other be put in minde of your dissolution you have pricks in the flesh the Messengers of Death to buffet you and no intreaty can take them off but they and you must remove together I wish you may improve these and other Meditations so to your comfort that at last even Death it self may be your consolation The God of Heaven blesse and keep you in his faith in his fear the Lord preserve and restore our King and in his good time send us peace in the mean time send us patience God forgive and convert our Enemies and once more look gratiously upon our Land and Nation Amen Amen N. B. Of Death 1. THe thoughts of Death are not alway pleasant alwayes profitable What Meditations more needfull O my soule or neerer allyed to wisdome then those of thy latter end what more uncertain then Life or more sure then Death Mine age is too little to learn to live not enough to learne to Die 'T is good then by frequent thoughts of Death to make her familiar that when she comes she may not looke strangely 2. And what is Death but the wink of life the rest of Nature the sleep of flesh and sence the taking downe these few sticks thy earthly tabernacle was built with the putting off and laying up thy garments of flesh and blood for a night till the great and joyfull day come the Farewell and goodnight of two old friends parted for a season Our journey and passage into that other world for which we and this world were made our souls Gaoles delivery from the prison of the body or birth delivery into a better world and so the way the gate of life 3. And this is that which we commonly call Death though there be others also of her name As There is a Death in sin Ephes 2.1 this is a miserable and yet this is thy condition O my soul Dead in trespasses and sins till thy mercy O God! Col. 2.13 in thy Son hath quickned me by a full remission And thus we come to another Death a Death to Sin or a Death of sin this may well be called the first Death for it is the best Death Happy is he that hath his part therein Rev. 20.6 for over him The last Death shall have no power And well may this be called last for it is lasting everlasting it is so great there can be none with it so infinite there can be none beyond it The horrours and terrours of this Death no mortall is able to see and live Oh! what horrour then is it to those that feel them But O Lord most holy O God most mighty O holy and mercifull Redeemer deliver me not unto the bitter paines of eternall Death Thy death O Christ hath saved me from this and thou wentest downe to hell that I might not goe thither â—â—m 6.4 and my first death and buriall with Thee by Baptisme which is my first Resurrection too shall be my passe port through and over the worst of Death 4. 〈◊〉 1.13 Thou O Lord mad'st not death but Man found it out by the works of his hands Man brought forth sin and sin brought forth death and no marvaile if the child be uglie that is begotten of such parents And this generation of vipers hath so thriven in this world â—â—n 1.18 as if Increase and multiply and Replenish the earth had been onely spoke to them What thing is there in the world that is not sin or oft-times a provocation thereunto What thing is there in the world that is not Death or oft-times an instrument thereunto Nothing so small but is big enough to hide a Death under it A Flie hath choakt one a Grape-stone another an haire of the head has done as much to a third
A prick of a thorne hath let in Death a point of a Sword could doe no more Death lurks sometimes in our meat and sometimes in our drink and sometimes in the very aire Man hath not more helps of living then he hath means of dying But O Lord how sweetly did thy Wisdome and Justice accord when thou madest Death the revenge of sin and so plagued us with a brood of our owne begetting But as the wages â—om 6.23 so the end of sin is death Thy Justice O God hath made it the wages thy Mercy hath made it the end Death came in by sin â—om 5.12 and sin goes out by death Sin is a Viper descended of the old Serpent and Death is her off-spring born to the destruction of her Mother Thy mercy O Christ that took away my sin could also have taken away my death but thy wisdome chose rather to alter then abolish it Cor. 15.55 Thou hast cut out the sting crost out the curse and now with Esau it meets not with frownes but kisses surely the bitternesse of death is over Gen. 33.4 Thou O Saviour by thy Death hast so sweetned Death Sam. 15.32 and perfum'd the Grave that it shall not grieve me when my Sun is set to sleep a while in that silent bed 5. Cor. 15.26 And thus our last enemy is become our first friend we meet with in our passage to that other world who as she leads thy body through corruption and rottennesse so she guides thy soule to life and happinesse as she closes the eye of thy body so she opens much more the eye of thy soule if thy friends mourne to see thee dead thy soule rejoyces much more to see him who was dead Rev. 1.18 and is alive Psal 41.5 thy Name and Memory perishes perhaps among the sons of men but is everlastingly recorded among the sons of God 6. Surely it is but the worst part of Man that is in the reach and power of death our soules are so far from damage that they gaine more then the body loses The worst of Death is but corruption and that works but upon a carkase that neither feels nor cares We carry heaven and earth about us while we live when we die each part returnes homewards Kings and Prophets Patriachs and Apostles have all gone the same way and who can be so fond as to hope exemption Whoever is cloathed with flesh and blood is engaged unto death for those garments and Death can distraine no farther then her owne these garments T is true she desires and a spires higher faine would she ravish the soule but our Joseph is too chaste for her embracements Gen. 39.12 and flyes away without his garments 7. The time of Death for her comming is uncertaine because she would alway be expected for sometimes she takes advantage and strikes suddenly though most times she sends her harbingers age and sicknesse to give notice of her comming The time of Death for her continuante when she comes is but guest-wise for a night and her first word is To bed she must be our bed-fellow for a night and the earth our bed where claspt in her cold armes we be til we be as cold as she This is cold news thinks flesh and blood who seldome bids her guest welcome fain would she make delaies she thinks the night will be long and therefore desires to sit up a little longer But Death though sometimes she seeme to admit of discourse yet she resolutely holds her conclusion and will not be denyed though still we desire such is our weaknesse to hug our diseases till they ravish us of all that is flesh and blood and leave us fit for none but Death And now Death will forbeare no longer but thrusts out sicknesse and enters the bed her selfe Yet she stayes not long there she and her bed-fellow are soone removed one Story lower to the floore and then one Story more to the grave And yet there is no abiding That which is to full of alteration cannot be permanent Psal 30.5 Death may endure for a night but lift commeth in the morning When that day breaks the shadowes fly away and Night and Death shall be no more But what company shall I meet with in the house of death What 〈◊〉 17.14 Corruption and Wormes These are my neere kindred Curruption was my mother and begat me she is now my daughter I beget her The wormes are my sisters by the mothers side they are now my children as a Mother I breed them as a Father I feed them a lusty kindred Surely they cannot but bid me welcome and be glad to meet me there Why should not I be so to them However I may be coy of their acquaintance here yet there we shall be more then intimate I shall embrace them in my armes and hug them in my bosome I shall feast them with my flesh yea with all my heart and my Liver too I shall give them free quarters for should I grudge they would be so bold as to take it But much good doe it them it is the last banquet I shall ever make them and the last time I shall ever meet them after this supper good-night kindred 8. We doe not then indeed and but scarcely in appearance seeme to lose by Death for what is the World and all that therein we leave behind us her best things are vanitie the rest vexation 〈◊〉 107.34 How is she falne since our fall from a fruitfull Land to a barren wildernesse how is she fruitfull now onely in thornes and troubles how are all her pleasures vaine and but in appearance while her sorrowes are reall What are all her pomps and honours but empty bubbles and baubles to please fond children And what is our flesh but a bundle of diseases a bladder full of muddy water a lumpe of rottennesse And what was that thing which we once call'd Life but a perillous pilgrimage a sea of troubles a labyrinth of perplexitie But that which is worse then all the rest without which the rest were not evill Rev. 4.40 that which is the death in the pot the leaven of the whole lump Cor. 5.6 and that which imbitters the whole life is sin and a necessity of so doing so that while we live we cannot but sin we are plunged into such an inevitable habit of mischiefe and and miserie that to live and to sin are of like necessity and we must leave off both or neither And that which makes full this part of our misery we delight in our prison we sing in our cage we are proud of our chaines and too often take pleasure in the jingling of our fetters Death now is our freedome from all these Why dost thou droop then â—â—ke 21.28 O my soule lift up thine head rather when thy redemption draweth neere when death shall open thy prison dores be not loath to goe at liberty
to bring thee to this Saviour he hath given thee his Word to bring thee to this Faith he hath given thee his Merit he hath given thee his Spirit he hath given thee the hive and the honey too Look up unto God then O my soul as the beginner and the finisher of thy Glory and when thou art ravished with the glory of the worke forget not to magnifie him who is the Authour And indeed he is both the Authour of thy glory and thy glory too it self in him is all thy happinesse Canst thou want any thing then O my soule that injoyest him who is all perfection Canst thou thirst while thou dwellest in the fountain and well-spring of living Waters Canst thou hunger whilst thou art filled with Manna and bread of life Canst thou be naked whilst thou art wrapt in glory 〈◊〉 6.11 Canst thou be sad O my soule whilst thou art in his presence where is fulnesse of joy and pleasures for evermore yea thou thy self art now sufficient in him who is All-sufficient 5. But what are the commodities of this kingdome of Glory surely the fruit must needs be both wholsome and pleasant that grows upon this Tree of life if the kingdome of God upon Earth be righteousnes and peace 〈◊〉 14. 〈◊〉 17. and joy in the Holy Ghost oh what is that kingdome then in Heaven All things must needs be pure there where no unclean thing can enter and they must needs also be as peaceable where there is no roome for jarre or discord and shall they not also be as pleasant 〈◊〉 21.4 when sorrow and sadnesse shall be no more shall not our eyes stand full with joy when all tears are wiped off When our hearts are then so merry how shall we chuse but sing or how can our mirth but be melodious and how can our songs but be continuall since our joyes are everlasting Our Hosannah's and Hallelujah's shal never cease because our joyes shall never end and our joyes are everlasting because our glory is eternall nor can we be weary of hearing or making that musick which none can beare a part in and not be happy 6. Who now are the Inhabitants of this happy Land the Inheritours of this blisse the Citizens and Subjects of this City of God who are they but Saints and Angels glorious Spirits or bodies transformed into a spirituall perfection Christ is King and God and he makes his subjects Kings 〈◊〉 1◠40 and as it were Gods too that they may reigne with him for ever and ever These bodies of ours which were earthy are now heavenly this terrestriall is become celestiall and this naturall body is made a spirituall And thus are we made fit to accompany Angels and hold fellowship with Prophets and Patriarchs these immortall crownes of glory are not onely prepared for us but we are also prepared for them and made able to receive that blisse of which before we were not onely unworthy but uncapable Our soule and body are not onely reunited but improved to such an inlarged perfection that they are able not onely to receive but retaine their fill their full of glory even of that transcendent glory which is so pure and bright that it would rather astonish then delight the best of mortalls What this blisse indeed is we doe not we cannot know untill we have it then shall we comprehend it as well as be comprehended by it here we know but in part then shal we know it fully and it is not lesse then half our happinesse that we are made so capable of knowing and receiving it 7. Nor is that a small blisse or glory that arises from the very place wherein we enjoy it The majesty even of earthly Princes is oft seen in their stately Palaces they have had their houses of Cedar and Ivory What is that Palace then that the God of Majesty hath made for himself when we say that this City of God hath her walls of Jasper Rev. 2 〈◊〉 her buildings of gold her foundations pretious stones her gates pearle these are but low expressions stooping to our weak capacities Psal 8 〈◊〉 Oh! how excellent things are spoken of thee thou City of God and yet all short of thy Excellency Even this world hath some glimpses and reflexions of glory her greatest is in her Canopie her sealed roofe that is so bespangled with glorious starres and yet even this is but the pavement of that City What then is her Canopie Blessed thrice-blessed ô God are they whom thou shalt count worthy to come under thy roofe And as the place so the Company much more adds to our felicity it is but halfe an happinesse to be happy alone Gen. 2 〈◊〉 When Adam had a Paradise to dwell in and a world besides to encompasse him yet he was not perfect till he had a Partner It is not so much a comfort to have Companiens of our miseries as of our joyes of which we lose the better part if we have not some to beare a part We have Friends and Companions in this life with whom sometime we have distasts and discontents yet when Death calls us how loath are we to go and leave them Death oft times hath not a greater grief then this to leave our Friends behind us Oh! how glad shall we be to meet again in that other world where our joyes and loves shall be redoubled to meet them in the midst of Myriads of Saints and Legions of Angels to meet them with God our Father and Christ our Saviour and that blessed Spirit who is the God of joy and love all which have their full of felicity and yet we have ne'r the lesse Their joyes and glories shall not over shadow or eclipse but adde to ours They shall joy in our happinesse and we rejoice in theirs for none shal think others much or their owne little The joy must needs be answerable to the glory of the sight to see the antient Kings and Patriarchs Prophets and Apostles in their glorious mansions to meet familiarly with the Fathers of the primitive and present Church to see those valiant and renowned troops of Martyrs and Confessors to see those squadrons of Angels marshalled in their glorious orders nay to see and be able to looke upon God himselfe Oh! my soule how canst thou think on this and not be ravish'd with desire to be added to this Company But that which crownes our comfort and fills our joy unto the brim is this our happinesse is eternall everlasting That is not halfe an happinesse that hath an end a period nay it adds unto our grief if we might have been to our misery if we have been happy and are not In this life our wine is mixt with teares our mirth with mourning 〈◊〉 14.13 we oft laugh and cry in lesse then an houre yea sometimes even in laughter the heart is sorrowfull and the end of mirth is heavinesse But our joyes in Heaven
are as perpetuall as they are pleasant our glory as permanent as excellent Nor can they but be everlasting since they spring from a fountaine that cannot drie 〈◊〉 84.1 10. Oh how amiable are thy dwellings on Earth ô Lord of hosts how doth an holy soule long to go into thy courts for one day in thine house is better then a thousand otherwhere Oh! what then are millions of yeares in thy courts in Heaven yea what is Eternity in comparison whereof millions of yeares are not a moment 8. Now this life of glory will seem to give the greater lustre if we doe but compare it with those other lives of the middle and lower regions And first what is this World but a ship of vanity floating upon a sea of misery whose richest fraught and best commodities are not better then those of Solomon from Tharshish Gold and Silver and Ivory and Apes â—â—ng 10.22 and Peacocks Riches honours pleasures And what are these at the best but vanity what is Gold and Silver but red and white clay what is honour but a bubble what is pleasure but a squib or worse an Ignis fatuus And if this be the best what is the rest if this be her Welcome what is her Farewell if when she meet us she be vanity she cannot be lesse then vexation when she leaves us When the rust and the canker hath consumed thy gold and thy silver 〈◊〉 6.19 when Theeves have plunder'd thy goods and worse then Theeves have sequester'd thy Lands when thy State is wrack'd thy Credit crack'd when thine honours are flowen and thy pleasures gone then thou shalt not need an O Edipus to tell thee what this World is And next what is our whole Life on Earth but a vast composure of sinne and misery A couple of Harlots that can accord together to worke our mischief 1 Kin◠〈…〉 onely here 's the contention which of the twaine has the greatest right and share in us each pleads hard for all and will not be contented with an half and surely sinne would have the greatest part were it not that sin it self is a misery What are our bodies but bundles of diseases every member having more infirmities then arteries it is almost as impossible to know them as to cure them and more impossible not to have them if we could yet it would be more then tedious for to name them how tedious then to feel them And yet who is he that is not continually accompanied with some one or more of them our diseases which is strange being more diverse then our Deaths and which is more strange yet our grounds of grief within our little world our selves being more then all the great world beside can give us Now then O my soule thinke seriously on thy joyes above and thy miseries here and then neglect Heaven if thou canst and dote on Earth But if neither sorrows within thee nor troubles about thee doe not throughly affect thee thinke on those horrours of that lower world if thou thinkest those thoughts will not affright thee Isa 6 〈◊〉 Where the damned are ever dying never dead ever burning never consumed ever tumbling downe never come to the bottome where the Worme dieth not but her continuall gnawings make way for continuall gnashings Mat. 〈…〉 Where dismall feares and terrours frights and amazements utter darknesse and fire unquenchable with rivers of brimstone where roarings and howlings Mat. 〈…〉 yellings and shriekings Isa 3 〈◊〉 and cursings of ugly Fiends and gastly Ghosts are but parcels of torments and all that men can say are not halfe expressions of those woes which none can know but those that feel them And that which is heavier then all the rest this infernall Vault is so thick seeled with Despaire that there is no getting out for ever Think on this then O my soule and then think again that there was but one step between thee and this Death and if thy gracious Saviour had not stept in that step and catch'd thee thou hadst fallen irrecoverable yet this not half he not onely redeem'd thy life from Hell but crowned thee also in Heaven with mercy and glory everlasting Ps 10 〈◊〉 Thinke on this double mercy O my soule and be double thankfull double happy 9. 〈◊〉 30 But whereunto shall we liken this Kingdome of God or unto what shall we compare it It is like a Sea-scourged Marchant that hath been long tossed on the raging waves by the churlish windes beaten with many a billow dash'd on many a rock threatned with many a wrack and catarack that has gone over many a gulf past over many a pool fought with many a Pirate and now at last richly fraught is entred with joy and triumph into the safe haven and harbour of his own City It is like unto a Joseph imprisoned in a dungeon in stocks and irons and at last brought forth and set among Princes 〈◊〉 â—4 〈◊〉 2.2 and made to inherit a throne of glory It is like unto a David hunted persecuted banished and at last returne home and be crowned a King in Hierusalem 〈◊〉 â—5 9 It is like a year of Jubile after fifty years bondage Like a return from Babylon after seventy years captivity to a Temple more glorious then the first Or like a Sabbath of holy rest 〈◊〉 6. 〈◊〉 20 after a week of hard labour It is like a beggarly Lazarus full of sores that fain would have some crums of comfort from the seeming riches of this world but can get none tell he have his fill in Abrahams bosome 〈◊〉 1 Or like that other Lazarus sick dead and buried and perhaps stinking in the grave of this Earth the cold and hard and heavy stone of Misery and Necessity pressing him down till the voice of God cry Lazarus come forth It is like liberty and pardon to a condemned prisoner It is like a sumptuous Wedding-feast at the marriage of a Kings son who hath married not the rich and beautifull Daughter of a Noble nor the homely Daughter of a Citizen or Artizen but the deformed Daughter of a miserable Beggar for such were we whose first parents by their fall bemired both themselves and us who since have made our selves more filthy by continuall wallowing 〈◊〉 16. 〈◊〉 4. thus are we naked and wounded and in our blood even to the loathing of our selves no eye pitties neither Priest nor Levite can help us 〈◊〉 â—0 〈◊〉 1. till the Son of God come who has compassion who washes off our mud with his blood who takes our infirmities and cures our deformities wraps us in the garments of his own rightrousnesse gives us his grace and comelinesse and then lookes and loves and marries for ever and keeps an everlasting wedding at which all rejoyce but devils and damned These are glimples of our glory if so much sutable to our shallow fancies here we know but in part 〈◊〉 33.