The way to true happiness in a serious treatise /

But whence shall I fetch my arguments, or how shall I choose my words? Lord, wherewith shall I woo them? whereby shall I win them? Oh that I could but tell! I would write unto them in tears, I would weep out every argument, I would empty my veins for Ink, I would petition them on my knees; verily ⟨p. 2⟩(were I able) I would, (O how thankfully I would!) if they would be prevailed with to repent and turn.

But whence shall I fetch my arguments, or how shall I choose my words? Lord, wherewith shall I wooe them? whereby shall I win them? Oh that I could but tell! I would write unto them in tears, I would weep out every argument, I would empty my veins for Ink, I would petition them on my knees; verily ⟨p. 2⟩(were I able) I would, (O how thankfully I would!) if they would be prevailed with to repent and turn.

How long have I travelled in birth with you? how frequently have I made suit to you? how often would I have gathered you? how instant have I been with you? this is that I have prayed for, and studied for, for many years, that I might bring you to God: O that I might but do it! Will you yet be entreated? O what a happy man might you make me, if you would but hearken to me, and suffer me to carry you over to Jesus Christ.

How long have I travelled in birth with you? how frequently have I made suit to you? how often would I have gathered you? how instant have I been with you? this is that I have prayed for, and studied for, for many years, that I might bring you to God: O that I might but do it! Will you yet be intreated? O what a happy man might you make me, if you would but hearken to me, and suffer me to carry you over to Jesus Christ.