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The gallants burden A sermon preached at Pauls Cross, the twenty nine of March,…The gallants burden A sermon preached at Paules Crosse, the twentie nine of March,…
The gallants burden A sermon preached at Pauls Cross, the twenty nine of March, being the fifth Sunday in Lent. 1612. By Tho. Adams ...The gallants burden A sermon preached at Paules Crosse, the twentie nine of March, being the fift Sunday in Lent. 1612. By Tho. Adams ...
London: printed by W. White for Clement Knight, 1612
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Usury (you say) is exploded among Saints, I would you would deal no worse with covetousness: But alas, this is too general a fault, to give any hope of amendment: He that railed on Beelzebub pulled all Ekron about his ears: He that slighted Melchom, provoked the Ammonites: But he that condemns Mammon, speaks against all the world. This is the delight, the love, the solace of many, the God of some: Poverty, sickness, age, are all the Devils they tremble at, and Belial, Melchom, Mammon, Pleasures, Honours, Riches, all the Gods they worship: These three usurping Kings, like the three seditious Captains in Jerusalem, or those three Roman Tyrants, Caesar, Crassus, and Pompey, have shared the world amongst them, and left God ⟨image 29⟩least, who owes all. Lactantius speaks of one Tullus Hostilius, that put Fear & Paleness into the number of Gods: It is pity that ever his Gods should go from him, it is (not pity, but) justice, that these Gods, and the true God too, should forsake such reprobates, that idolatrize the honour to Creatures, wherewith they should worship the Creator. But alas, how is Pharaoh's Dream verified among us? The lean Kine eat up the fat: Gods lean blessings, riches, and pleasures, devour his fat ones, Grace and Religion: How it dishonours God, disparageth our selves, and our creation, to put Lead in a Cabinet of gold, base desires in a fair and precious soul. We never yet attained the top of Mount Zion: He that stands on the Tower of Divine meditation, will judge those Pygmies, which below he thought Giants: but we desire not Heaven,1 because we know it not; we never look beyond our Horizon: we live in our contented slavery of Egypt, and never dream of the freedom of Canaan, (Ubi amor, ibi oculus:) where the love is, there is the eye. This S. Augustine shortly and soundly reproves: (Si sursum os, cur deorsum cor?) hath Nature given us an upright •ace,2 and a grovelling heart? this is a preposterous dissimilitude of the mind and countenance: do but compare (as lifting up thy soul with thy eyes) heaven with earth, and thou wilt change thy opinion: Through want of these meditations, these earthly vanities carry away our enchanted hearts, to neglect those better things of our eternal peace: and by the testimony of our Saviour, It is hard for a rich man to get into Heaven: