God's anger

3. Cujus, whose they are; Thy comforts. Troubles may be of our own begetting: but true comforts come only from that infinite fountain, the God of consolation; for so he hath styled himself. The eagle at her highest flight will not lose the sight of her young ones: if she perceive any danger approaching, down she comes amain to their defence. Christ is indeed ascended up on high; yet he hath a favourable eye to his servants below: no Saul can breath out threatenings against them, without a Quid me perfequeris? ⟨p. 68⟩Nec timeas hostem fortem, qui Ducem habes fortiorem: Let God arise, and let his enemies be scattered: There is none that fighteth for us, but only thou O God. Cujusquam est rem publicam movere, ¹Dei solius quietare. Our own hearts can distract themselves, there is nothing to settle them, but what the God of peace puts in. Who can reconcile a man fallen out with himself? yea, fallen from himself? None but the God of comfort: who when the earth was void, without form, darkness on the face of the deep; day and night, land & water undistinguished, could reduce all this misshapen chaos of the world to form and order: when father, mother, brethren, kindred, friends, neighbours, and a mans own heart forsakes him, then God takes him up. The structure of Jericho was not more pleasant, then the waters were unwholesome, and thereby the soil corrupt: Elisha cures them with a cruse-full of salt: Our hearts are full of thoughts, but they be noxious: yet if God throw into those fountains a handful of saving grace, we shall be whole. Our sorrows too often would break our hearts, but (O God) for thy comforts: it is thou only that canst make these weak vessels hold such scalding liquors, and not burst.

3. Cujus, whose they are; Thy comforts. Troubles may be of our own begetting: but true comforts come onely from that infinite fountain, the God of consolation; for so he hath stiled himself. The eagle at her highest flight will not lose the sight of her young ones: if she perceive any danger approaching, down she comes amain to their defence. Christ is indeed ascended up on high; yet he hath a favourable eye to his servants below: no Saul can breath out threataings against them, without a Quid me perfequeris? ⟨p. 68⟩