The Morning exercise [at] Cri[ppleg]ate, or, Several cases of conscience practically resolved

It's in mens power to lay to heart what wrong an infinite blessed holy God hath by their sins, what mercies they keep from them, how greatly they defile them, what miseries and mischiefs they bring upon them, what a weight of wrath hangs over their heads for them. They may consider what checks of conscience they have stifled, what motions of the Spirit they have withstood, what precious seasons of grace they have neglected and slighted, what pains they have taken to satisfy a lust, how dear it hath cost them, how careless they have been of their souls, what a separation their sins have made between God and them. They may mind and meditate on it, that mans life is short, the pleasures of sin but for a season, that there is absolute necessity of turning to God: Except you repent, you shall all perish. That turning is acceptable ⟨p. 36⟩to God, else he would not call for it, nor make such gracious promises to it, as are in holy Writ.

It's in mens power to lay to heart what wrong an infinite blessed holy God hath by their sins, what mercies they keep from them, how greatly they defile them, what miseries and mischiefs they bring upon them, what a weight of wrath hangs over their heads for them. They may consider what checks of conscience they have stifled, what motions of the Spirit they have withstood, what precious seasons of grace they have neglected and slighted, what paines they have taken to satisfie a lust, how dear it hath cost them, how carelesse they have been of their soules, what a separation their sins have made between God and them. They may mind and meditate on it, that mans life is short, the pleasures of sin but for a season, that there is absolute necessity of turning to God: Except you repent, you shall all perish. That turning is acceptable ⟨p. 36⟩to God, else he would not call for it, nor make such gracious promises to it, as are in holy Writ.

7. They may come to it, to see no help in themselves or in any creature whatsoever, What shall we do? say these wounded men, we cannot help our selves, we have no plasters that will stick, no medicines which will heal; we are wounded in our Consciences, and as our hands, so theirs are too short to help us; its not in humane power to bind up our breaches, What shall we do? men may see themselves helpless, that they are without strength, shut up under sin, guilt and unbelief, children of wrath, and in a lost condition, the Law cursing them and sentencing them to suffer.