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The young man's guide through the wilderness of this world to the heavenly Canaan…
The young man's guide through the wilderness of this world to the heavenly Canaan showing him how to carry himself Christian-like in the whole course of his life / by Tho. Gouge ...The young man's guide through the wilderness of this world to the heavenly Canaan shewing him how to carry himself Christian-like in the whole course of his life / by Tho. Gouge ...
London: printed by S. and B.G. for Nevil Simmons, 1676
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.
O young man, may grace be had for asking? Ask, and ask, again, never keep silence, nor let fall thy suit till thou hast obtained. And in thy Prayers plead that gracious promise, Isa. 44. 3. I will pour Water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground. That is, where there is no sap of grace, nor moisture of goodness, upon such, saith the Lord, will I pour out my water, my living water, my grace shall flow down upon him, and his soul shall be as a well watered garden.
O young man, may grace be had for asking? Ask, and ask, again, never keep silence, nor let fall thy suit till thou hast obtained. And in thy Prayers plead that gracious promise, Isa. 44. 3. I will pour Water upon him that is thirsty, and flouds upon the dry ground. That is, where there is no sap of grace, nor moisture of goodness, upon such, saith the Lord, will I pour out my water, my living water, my grace shall flow down upon him, and his soul shall be as a well watered garden.
Go therefore thou poor sinful soul, who never yet to this day hadst one drop of grace within thee, go thou to the Throne of Grace, go to the Fountain of Grace, lament thy sinful barren heart before God, and plead his promise of pouring the spiritual water of grace upon the barren thirsty soul: say unto him, Lord make good this good promise unto me, behold the dry and barren heart, upon which no dew or rain from above hath ever fallen, pity this hard and parched soul; a drop Lord, a drop from the fountain of living water. God of grace, give grace unto me, and effectually work it in me. And know for thy comfort, that if God hath given thee a sense of the want of grace, and an heart to pray for it, it is an hopeful sign that he intends to bestow it on thee.