The way to true happiness in a serious treatise /

Here's bread for me, and balm for me, all that I want. Fear bows the knee with awe and veneration. Welcome Lord, to thee will I pay my homage. Thy word and thy rod shall command my motions. Thee will I reverence and adore, before thee will I fall down and worship. Grief likewise puts in, Lord thy displeasure and thy dishonour, peoples calamities, and mine own ⟨p. 160⟩iniquities shall be that, that shall set me abroach. I will mourn when thou art offended, I will weep when thy cause is wounded. Anger likewise comes in for Christ: Lord nothing so enrages me, as my folly against thee, that I should be so befooled and bewitched, as to hearken to the flatteries of sin, and temptations of Satan against thee. Hatred too will side with Christ. I protest mortal enmity with thine enemies, that I will never be friends with thy foes. I vow an immortal quarrel with every sin. I will give no quarter, I will make no peace. Thus let all thy powers give up to Jesus Christ.

Again, thou must give up thy whole interest to him. If there be any thing, that thou keepest back from Christ, it will be thine undoing. Luke 14. 33. Unless thou wilt forsake all (in preparation and resolution of thy heart) thou canst not be his Disciple. Thou must hate Father and Mother, yea and thine own life also in comparison of him, and as far as it stands in competition with him, Mat. 10. 37. Luke 14. 26, 27, &c. In a word, thou must give him thy self, and all that thou hast, without reservation, or else thou canst have no part in him.