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The way to true happiness in a serious treatise /
The way to true happiness in a serious treatise / by Joseph Alleine.
London : Printed and are to be sold by Nevil Simmons, 1678
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Introduction › Chapter 6 › A short Soliloqui for an unregenerate sinner.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly: enter in ⟨p. 183⟩triumphantly: take me up for thy self for ever. I give up to thee, I come to thee, as the only way to the Father, as the only Mediator, the means ordained to bring me to God. I have destroyed my self, but in thee is my help. Save, Lord, or else I perish. I come to thee, with the rope about my neck. I am worthy to die, and to be damned. Never was the hire more due to the servant, never was penny more due to the labourer, than Death and Hell, my j•st wages, is due to me for my sins. But I fly to the merits; I trust alone to the value and virtue of thy Sacrifice; and prevalency of thine intercession. I submit to thy teaching, I make choice of thy Government. Stand open ye everlasting doors, that the King of Glory may come in.
Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly: enter in ⟨p. 183⟩triumphantly: take me up for thy self for ever. I give up to thee, I come to thee, as the only way to the Father, as the only Mediator, the means ordained to bring me to God. I have dostroyed my self, but in thee is my help. Save, Lord, or else I perish. I come to thee, with the rope about my neck. I am worthy to die, and to be damned. Never was the hire more due to the servant, never was penny more due to the labourer, than Death and Hell, my j•st wages, is due to me for my sins. But I fly to the merits; I trust alone to the value and vertue of thy Sacrifice; and prevalency of thine intercession. I submit to thy teaching, I make choice of thy Government. Stand open ye everlasting doors, that the King of Glory may come in.
O thou spirit of the most high, the comforter and sanctifier of thy chosen; come in with all thy glorious train, all thy Courtly attendants, thy fruits, and graces. Let me be thine habitation. I can give thee, but what is thine own already: but here with the poor Widow, I cast my two mites, my soul, and my body, in to thy treasury; fully resigning them up to thee, to be sanctified by thee, to be servants to thee, They shall be thy patients; cure thou their maladies: they shall be thy agents; govern thou their motions. Too long have I served the world; too long have I hearkened to Satan: but now I renounce them all, and will be ruled by thy dictates, and directions, and guided by thy counsel.