4 Because patience without Godliness, when it receives injury of man, may do more injury to God. Let us write the wrongs to our selves in the dust, to forget them; that is Patience: the wrongs we have done to God in marble; to remember them; that is Godliness. To bear meekly with thy persecutors, is commendable patience: to be silent at Gods dishonour, is condemnable baseness. It is no less than treason; thy silence makes thee guilty. Thou pleadest thy self to be the son of God: he is a very bad son, that can hear his righteous Father blasphemed with patience. Cursed is that Patience, that hinders a man from Godliness. CHRIST is thy brother, he bought thee with his blood, thou art his coheir: canst thou behold him gored with new wounds, and hold thy peace? Thou believest not; for then thou wouldest speak: as the Psalm hath it: I believed and therefore I spake: no defending of faith, no faith. The Inhabitants of Meroz took not part with Gods enemies, yet were they cursed for not taking part with friends, Judge. 5.23. Indifference in Gods cause is damnable: not to oppose them, that oppose God, is to be his enemy. How easily are we moved at our own injuries? how patient at Gods? Let our own credits or riches be troubled, we rage like Lions let Gods honour be questioned, we are as tame as Lambs. If the aspersion of scandal lights upon our names, there is suite upon suite, from Court to Court; all to beggar the raiser of it. Let the Lords dreadful Name be blasphemed, we are so far from spending a penny, that we will not speak a syllable. Like Jonah, we are more moved for the loss of a gourd, than for all Nineveh. Moses can brook Miriam despising him, and go away silent, because himself only was interested, Numb. 12. But when the people had Idolatrized, he brake the sacred Tables in passion, burned the Calf, scattered the dust on the waters, and in detestation of their wickedness made them drink it. We have patience enough, but piety is thrust out of doors. Such infortunate and apostate times are we fallen into, that to uphold Gods honour is held uncivil tartness: such men are saucy, and such sauce is too sharp for proud and vicious stomachs: this dissolves the knot of friendship. Let it; Ideo misit Deus bonam separationem, ut malam rumperet Conjunctionem: better a holy discord, than a profane concord.
4 Because patience without Godlinesse, when it receives injurie of man, may doe more injurie to God. Let us write the wrongs to our selves in the dust, to forget them; that is Patience: the wrongs we have done to God in marble; to remember them; that is Godlinesse. To beare meekely with thy persecutors, is commendable patience: to be silent at Gods dishonour, is condemnable basenesse. It is no lesse than treason; thy silence makes thee guilty. Thou pleadest thy selfe to be the sonne of God: he is a very bad sonne, that can heare his righteous Father blasphemed with patience. Cursed is that Patience, that hinders a man from Godlinesse. CHRIST is thy brother, he bought thee with his bloud, thou art his coheire: canst thou behold him gored with new wounds, and hold thy peace? Thou beleevest not; for then thou wouldest speake: as the Psalme hath it: I beleeved and therefore I spake: no defending of faith, no faith. The Inhabitants of Meroz tooke not part with Gods enemies, yet were they cursed for not taking part with friends, Iudge. 5.23. Indifference in Gods cause is damnable: not to oppose them, that oppose God, is to be his enemy. How easily are we moved at our owne injuries? how patient at Gods? Let our owne credits or riches bee troubled, we rage like Lions let Gods honour be questioned, we are as tame as Lambes. If the aspersion of scandall lights upon our names, there is suite upon suite, from Court to Court; all to beggar the raiser of it. Let the Lords dreadfull Name be blasphemed, we are so far from spending a penny, that we will not speake a syllable. Like Ionah, we are more moved for the losse of a gourd, than for all Niniveh. Moses can brooke Miriam despising him, and goe away silent, because himselfe onely was interessed, Numb. 12. But when the people had Idolatrizd, he brake the sacred Tables in passion, burned the Calfe, scattered the dust on the waters, and in detestation of their wickednesse made them drinke it. We have patience enough, but pietie is thrust out of doores. Such infortunate and apostate times are we falne into, that to uphold Gods honour is held uncivill tartneste: such men are sawcy, and such sawce is too sharp for proud and vicious stomachs: this dissolves the knot of friendship. Let it; Ideo misit Deus bonam separationem, ut malam rumperet Conjunctionem: better a holy discord, than a profane concord.