The application of redemption

The Eight Cavil, whereby our carnal hearts would¹ shift off the Authority and evidence of the Truth, as that it shall not be able to set down the Conscience by an overpowering Conviction, is, That the sins themselves are SLIGHT, of small consequence, not worthy any such serious consideration, much less any trouble of heart, that should drive a man to a stand, and cause him to sit down in silence and sorrow, as under just condemnation: Alas, they were but some sudden words, and they were gone and past, and if there were no worse I wis, the world were at a good pass; or they were but the present and inward […] of the heart, and the ⟨p. 146⟩flashy thoughts of my mind, no body knew but my self, neither did nor could they hurt any body but my self, and are not thoughts free? Or lastly, were it a failing in practice, it was but in a petty thing, a very trifle not worth the while to spend time to take notice of it; some windy words, flashy and sudden thoughts, petty failings, and they are so far from troubling the heart, as that they touch it not; so far from sitting down convinced of the evil of these, as might break the heart, as that they see no weight, nor just cause at all to burden it, they go away as Sampson with the Gates of Gaza, and felt them not.

The Eight Cavil, whereby our carnal hearts would¹ shift off the Authority and evidence of the Truth, as that it shal not be able to set down the Conscience by an overpowring Conviction, is, That the sins themselves are SLIGHT, of smal consequence, not worthy any such serious consideration, much less any trouble of heart, that should drive a man to a stand, and cause him to sit down in silence and sorrow, as under just condemnation: Alas, they were but some sudden words, and they were gone and past, and if there were no worse I wis, the world were at a good pass; or they were but the present and inward 〈…〉 of the heart, and the ⟨p. 146⟩flashy thoughts of my mind, no body knew but my self, neither did nor could they hurt any body but my self, and are not thoughts free? Or lastly, were it a failing in practice, it was but in a petty thing, a very trifle not worth the while to spend time to take notice of it; some windy words, flashy and sudden thoughts, petty failings, and they are so far from troubling the heart, as that they touch it not; so far from sitting down convinced of the evil of these, as might break the heart, as that they see no weight, nor just cause at al to burden it, they go away as Sampson with the Gates of Gaza, and felt them not.