A treatise of faith divided into two parts. The first showing the nature, the…A treatise of faith diuided into two parts. The first shewing the nature, the…

Our God, who requires so much of us, who have nothing but what he giveth, will he not deal tenderly with the poor soul, which hath sinned, and repenteth? God hath done more for us then for shame we could desire, before we asked any thing at his hand; yea, when we sought to excuse our disobedience, and charge the fault upon his Highness: what will he not do, when we accuse our selves, and pray for mercy? My soul, nothing can hurt thee, but unbelief. Thou art wounded by sin: Believe in Christ, and by his blood thou art healed. God is angry: Believe, and thou art reconciled: All variance ceaseth, when thou art knit unto Christ. Wherefore shake off distrust, hearken no longer to the assaults of Satan: but roll thy self upon the Lord, and stick fast unto his mercy. If thou want the sense of his love, thou hast his promise that he will be good unto thee: cleave unto it above all thou canst feel, see or comprehend. O my God I will trust in thee, though thou shouldest kill me: I will believe thy favour, when thou frownest upon me: and expect comfort when I lie groaning under the heavy weight of thy displeasure. Thou causest man for a time to possess the sins which thou hast pardoned: and I will believe the pardon of my sins, when thou se•mest to set them in order before my face.

Our God, who requires so much of vs, who haue nothing but what he giueth, will hee not deale tenderly with the poore soule, which hath sinned, and repenteth? God hath done more for vs then for shame we could desire, before we asked any thing at his hand; yea, when wee sought to excuse our disobedience, and charge the fault vpon his Highnesse: what will he not doe, when we accuse our selues, and pray for mercie? My soule, nothing can hurt thee, but vnbeliefe. Thou art wounded by sinne: Belieue in Christ, and by his bloud thou art healed. God is angry: Belieue, and thou art reconciled: All variance ceaseth, when thou art knit vnto Christ. Wherefore shake off d•strust, hearken no longer to the assaults of Satan: but roll thy selfe vpon the Lord, and sticke fast vnto his mercie. If thou want the sence of his loue, thou hast his promise that hee will be good vnto thee: cleaue vnto it aboue all thou canst feele, see or comprehend. O my God I will trust in thee, though thou shouldest kill me: I will belieue thy fauour, when thou frownest vpon me: and expect comfort when I lie groaning vnder the heauie weight of thy displeasure. Thou causest man for a time to possesse the sinnes which thou hast pardoned: and I will belieue the pardon of my sins, when thou semest to set them in order before my face.