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Certain devout prayers of Mr. Bolton upon solemn occasions. PublishedCertaine devout prayers of Mr. Bolton upon solemne occasions. Published
Certain devout prayers of Mr. Bolton upon solemn occasions. Published by E. B. by M. Bolton's own copyCertaine devout prayers of Mr. Bolton upon solemne occasions. Published by E. B. by M. Boltons owne coppy
London: printed by George Miller, 1638
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.
Reckon up here unto GOD particulars, out of abundance of feeling, with a plentiful and sincere confession, and then go on.
Reckon up here unto GOD particulars, out of abundance of feeling, with a plentifull and sincere confession, and then goe on.
Thus O LORD thou ⟨p. 259⟩knowest, when thou very mercifully at the first didst call and knock at my heart by the Ministry of thy Word, with what stubbornness, reluctancy and delays I withstood the work of thy blessed Spirit for the salvation of my own poor soul. How loath I was to open the eyes of my understanding to let in the heavenly light of that holy truth, which only could make me gracious here and glorious in thy Kingdom hereafter. And when thou hadst something ⟨p. 260⟩conquered the hardness of my heart, so that in some measure I saw the hatefulness of my sin, and felt the horror of thy wrath for them. O LORD thou knowest I did not so grieve, sorrow and take on, as so great and grievous a sinner ought to have done, I did not mourn for them as the mourning of Hadadrimmon in the valley of Megiddo, I was not sorry for them as one is sorry for his first borne. I was not thrown down into the dust, and into the place of Dragons, and into that ⟨p. 261⟩depth of humiliation which the villainy and variety of my many most horrible transgressions, far as much as the sins of the vilest wretch that ever lived upon earth, required at my hands. Nay, and when after the sense and acknowledgement of my vile and damnable estate, I saw the blood and merits of my blessed Redeemer to be the only means to save me from out of hell, I did not feel in my self that hunger and thirst, that panting and longing, those groans, supplications ⟨p. 262⟩and strong cries for that sovereign and saving Plaster to heal my wounded soul, as mine own misery and the excellency of my CHRIST should have moved me unto. And when at length it pleased thee upon thy own free mercy to offer unto my sorrowful and sinful soul thy dear Son, and all his precious sufferings, my unbelieving and naughty heart did not embrace, and lay hold upon him with that fastness and faithfulness as the certainty of thy