Looking unto Jesus a view of the everlasting gospel, or, the souls eying of…

Though I feel the soul of pain in the pain of my soul, yet there is divinity in me, which tells me there is a wage for sin, and I will pay it all? O my Father sith thou hast bent thy bow, lo here an open breast, fix herein all thy shafts of fury, better I suffer for a while than that all believers should be damned for ever; thy will is mine, lo I will bear the burden of sin, come and shoot here thy arrows of revenge. And thus as he prayed he sweat,¹ And is sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground. Oh what man or Angel can conceive the agony, the fear, the sorrow, the amazement of that heart, that without all outward violence, merely out of the extremity of his own passion, bled through the flesh and skin, not some faint dew, but solid drops of blood? now is he crucified without a cross, fear and sorrow are the nails, our s•ns the thorns, his Fathers wrath the spear, and all these together cause a bleeding shower to rain throughout all his pores; O my soul, consider of this, and if thou wilt bring this consideration home, say, thy sins were the cause of this bloody sweat; Jesus Christ is that true Adam, that is come out of Paradise for thy sins, and thus laboured on earth with his bloody sweat to get the bread that thou must feed on.

Though I feel the soul of pain in the pain of my soul, yet there is divinity in me, which tells me there is a wage for sin, and I will pay it all? O my Father sith thou hast bent thy bow, lo here an open breast, fix herein all thy shafts of fury, better I suffer for a while than that all believers should be damned for ever; thy will is mine, lo I will bear the burthen of sin, come and shoot here thy arrows of revenge. And thus as he prayed he sweat,¹ And is sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground. Oh what man or Angel can conceive the agony, the fear, the sorrow, the amazement of that heart, that without all outward violence, meerly out of the extremity of his own passion, bled through the flesh and skin, not some faint dew, but solid drops of blood? now is he crucified without a cross, fear and sorrow are the nails, our s•ns the thorns, his Fathers wrath the spear, and all these together cause a bleeding shower to rain throughout all his pores; O my soul, consider of this, and if thou wilt bring this consideration home, say, thy sins were the cause of this bloody sweat; Jesus Christ is that true Adam, that is come out of Paradise for thy sins, and thus laboured on earth with his bloody sweat to get the bread that thou must feed on.