The real Christian, or, A treatise of effectual calling wherein the work of God…

As for intellectual, spiritual sorrow, or sorrow as considered in the will, there is no true Child of God but doth sorrow more because of sin, then for outward things; their wills being sanctified abhor sin more then any outward evil; but all do not feel such sensible smarting grief for sin in their sensitive faculty, as they do for divers outward afflictions; the more corporal a thing is, the nearer is it, and more familiar to the sensitive faculty, and so pincheth more there: He that hath the tooth ache in a great degree, hath ten times more sensible grief then he that is in a deep Hectic Fever; but the will dislikes the Hectic Fever, much more then it doth the tooth-ache.

As for intellectual, spiritual sorrow, or sorrow as considered in the will, there is no true Child of God but doth sorrow more because of sin, then for outward things; their wills being sanctified abhor sin more then any outward evil; but all do not feel such sensible smarting grief for sin in their sensitive faculty, as they do for divers outward afflictions; the more corporal a thing is, the nearer is it, and more familiar to the sensitive faculty, and so pincheth more there: He that hath the tooth ach in a great degree, hath ten times more sensible grief then he that is in a deep Hectick Feaver; but the will dislikes the Hectick Feaver, much more then it doth the tooth-ach.

Secondly, Sorrow for sin we labour to increase it, we pray for it, we choose it, we grieve that we cannot grieve; but for other sorrow, when we act like rational men, we labour to suppress it, shake it off if we can, take shame to our selves, that we cannot more quietly and patiently bear the hand of God, but should so sink and faint under his correcting pleasure.

Secondly, Sorrow for sin we labour to increase it, we pray for it, we chuse it, we grieve that we cannot grieve; but for other sorrow, when we act like rational men, we labour to suppress it, shake it off if we can, take shame to our selves, that we cannot more quietly and patiently bear the hand of God, but should so sink and faint under his correcting pleasure.