The way to true happiness in a serious treatise /

Meditate of the numerousness of thy sins. David's heart failed when he thought of this, and considered that he had more sins than hairs, Ps. 40. 12. This made him to cry out upon the multitudes of Gods tender-mercies. Psal. 51. 1. The loathsome carcass doth not more hatefully swarm with crawling worms, than an unsanctified ⟨p. 140⟩soul with filthy lusts. They fill the head, the heart, the eyes and mouth of him. Look backward, where was ever the place, what was ever the time, in which thou didst not sin? Look inward, what part or power canst thou find in soul or body, but it is poisoned with sin? What duty dost thou ever perform into which this poison is not shed? Oh how great is the sum of thy debts, who hast been all thy life long running upon the hooks, and never didst, nor canst pay off one penny? Look over the sin of thy nature, and all its cursed brood, the sins of thy life. Call to mind thy Omissions, Commissions, the sins of thy thoughts, of thy words, of thine actions; the sins of thy youth, the sins of thy years, &c. Be not like a desperate Bankrupt, that is afraid to look over his books. Read the records of conscience carefully. These books must be opened sooner, or later. Rev. 20. 12.

Meditate of the numerousness of thy sins. David's heart failed when he thought of this, and considered that he had more sins than hairs, Ps. 40. 12. This made him to cry out upon the multitudes of Gods tender-mercies. Psal. 51. 1. The loathsom carcase doth not more hatefully swarm with crawling worms, than an unsanctified ⟨p. 140⟩soul with filthy lusts. They fill the head, the heart, the eyes and mouth of him. Look backward, where was ever the place, what was ever the time, in which thou didst not sin? Look inward, what part or power canst thou find in soul or body, but it is poisoned with sin? What duty dost thou ever perform into which this poyson is not shed? Oh how great is the sum of thy debts, who hast been all thy life long running upon the hooks, and never didst, nor canst pay off one penny? Look over the sin of thy nature, and all its cursed brood, the sins of thy life. Call to mind thy Omissions, Commissions, the sins of thy thoughts, of thy words, of thine actions; the sins of thy youth, the sins of thy years, &c. Be not like a desperate Bankrupt, that is afraid to look over his books. Read the records of conscience carefully. These books must be opened sooner, or later.