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We may also consider this point at home; and think how it afflicted our first Parents to see that Paradise, out of which they were cast and kept with a flaming sword. Every earth was not fit for Adam, but a Garden, a Paradise. Excellent pleasures have been found in Gardens planted by men: yet is the least leaf, twig, •r pile of grass past all mens making. When he that creates the matter, undertakes •he form, this must needs be transcendently perfect. No tree, herb, flower, was •here wanting; that might be for ornament or use, for sight, sent, or taste. The •ountie of God extended it self further than to necessity; even to delight and recreation. Yet for all this, if Gods gracious presence had not shone there, no abundance could have made him blessed. Yet behold, God offered him all fruits there, •nd restrained but one; Satan offered him but one, and forbore all the rest: and •an chose rather to be at Satan's finding, than at Gods. Then did the Justice of God turn him out of his gates with a curse: why should he feed a rebel at his own •oord? That God from whose face he fled with fear in the Garden, now makes •im fly with shame out of the Garden. The Angels that should have kept him, •ow keep Paradise against him. It was easy to have kept happiness, easier to •ose it, but most hard to recover it. That very cause which drove man out of Paradise, hath also with-drawn Paradise from the world. Now as when man was •oiling in the cursed and weedy earth, what a vexation must arise in his conscience, by the sight of his discharged Paradise! So terrible is it to the devils ••iling in the air, to contemplate that heaven from which they are banished for •ver.

We may also consider this point at home; and thinke how it afflicted our first Parents to see that Paradise, out of which they were cast and kept with a flaming sword. Every earth was not fit for Adam, but a Garden, a Paradise. Excellent pleasures have beene found in Gardens planted by men: yet is the least leafe, twig, r pile of grasse past all mens making. When he that creates the matter, undertakes he forme, this must needs be transcendently perfect. No tree, herbe, flower, was here wanting; that might be for ornament or use, for sight, sent, or taste. The ountie of God extended it selfe further than to necessitie; even to delight and recretion. Yet for all this, if Gods gracious presence had not shone there, no abunance could have made him blessed. Yet behold, God offered him all fruites there, nd restrained but one; Satan offered him but one, and forbore all the rest: and an chose rather to be at Satans finding, than at Gods. Then did the Iustice of God turne him out of his gates with a curse: why should he feed a rebell at his own oord? That God from whose face he fled with feare in the Garden, now makes im flie with shame out of the Garden. The Angels that should have kept him, ow keepe Paradise against him. It was easie to have kept happinesse, easir to ose it, but most hard to recover it. That very cause which drove man out of Paadise, hath also with-drawen Paradise from the world. Now as when man was oiling in the cursed and weedy earth, what a vexation must arise in his concience, by the sight of his discharged Paradise! So terrible is it to the divells iling in the aire, to contemplate that heaven from which they are banished for ver.