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4. The last defect to Israels Cure, is the want of application. What should a sick man do with Physic, when he lets it fust in a vessel, or spills it on the ground. It is ill for a man to mispose that to loss, which God hath disposed to his good. Beloved? Application is the sweet use to be made of all Sermons. In vain to you are our Ministries of Gods mysteries, when you open not the doors of your hearts to let them in. In vain we smite your rocky hearts, when you pour out no floods of tears. In vain we thunder against your sins, covetous oppressions of men, treasonable Rebellions against God; when no man says, Master is it I? Quod omnibus dicitur, nemini dicitur? Is that spoken to no man, which is spoken to all men? Whiles Covetousness is taxed, not one of twenty Churls lays his finger on his own sore. Whiles Lust is condemned, what Adulterer feels the pulse of his own conscience? Whiles Malice is enquired of in the Pulpit, there is not a N•b••ish neighbour in the Church will own it. It is our common armour against the sword of the spirit; It is not to me he s•eakes. For which, God at last gives them an answerable plague: they shall as desperately put from them all the comforts of the Gospel, as they have presumptuously rejected all the precepts of the Law. They that would particularise no admonition to themselves, nor take one grain out of the whole ⟨p. 261⟩heap of Doctrines for their own use: shall at last with as invincible forwardness, bespeak themselves every curse in the sacred volume.

4. The last defect to Israels Cure, is the want of application. What should a sicke man doe with Phisicke, when hee lets it fust in a vessell, or spils it on the ground. It is ill for a man to mispose that to losse, which God hath disposed to his good. Beloued? Application is the sweet vse to be made of all Sermons. In vaine to you are our Ministeries of Gods mysteries, when you open not the dores of your hearts to let them in. In vaine we smite your rocky hearts, when you powre out no floods of teares. In vaine we thunder against your sinnes, couetous oppres•ions of men, treasonable Rebellions against God; when no man sayes, Master is it I? Quod omnibus dicitur, nemini dicitur? Is that spoken to no man, which is spoken to all men? Whiles Couetousnesse is taxed, not one of twenty Churles layes his finger on his owne sore. Whiles Lust is condemned, what Adulterer feeles the pulse of his owne conscience? Whiles Malice is enquired of in the Pulpit, there is not a Nbish neighbour in the Church will owne it. It is our common armour against the sword of the spirit; It is not to me he seakes. For which, God at last giues them an answerable plague: they shall as desperatly put from them all the comforts of the Gospell, as they haue presumptuously reiected all the precepts of the Law. They that vvould particularise no admonition to themselues, nor take one graine out of the vvhole