The application of redemption

Observe whether those wandering thoughts that are […] and roving in a restless manner from one thing to another, like your fluttering Butterflies which fall upon many Herbs, but […] and draw out Honey from none: observe I say, whether those unsteady thoughts pass upon the multitude and variety of things, which have no coherence one with another, no dependence one upon another, but here and there, and every where, as your vagrant beggars that have no settled abode: or else observe, though a mans thoughts be full of variety and uncertainty, straggling here and there, and compassing many coasts to and again, yet for the issue, they border and Butt for the most part upon some one subject, or aim at one thing mainly, though Spaniel-like they coast up and down, and cross all ways, and meet with multitudes in their course, yet their game is that which at last they look at. So here.

Observe whether those wandring thoughts that are 〈…〉 and roving in a restless manner from one thing to another, like your fluttering Butterflies which fall upon many Herbs, but 〈…〉 and draw out Honey from none: observe I say, whether those unsteady thoughts pass upon the multitude and variety of things, which have no cohaerence one with another, no dependance one upon another, but here and there, and every where, as your vagrant beggars that have no settled abode: or else observe, though a mans thoughts be full of variety and uncertainty, stragling here and there, and compassing many coasts to and again, yet for the issue, they border and Butt for the most part upon some one subject, or aim at one thing mainly, though Spannel-like they coast up and down, and cross al waies, and meet with multitudes in their course, yet their game is that which at last they look at. So here.

If the […] and […] of thy imaginations be §1of the first kind, it issues merely out of the frothiness and emptiness of thy understanding, and the wound lies in the vanity of that faculty: As it is with a Boat or Barque that is put to Sea, if neither fraught nor ballast, every wave tosseth it too and again, the least breeze of wind that blows, almost overturns it, because it's empty, wants […], and […] must needs […] […]. So here, when the Understanding is not […] […] the blessed Truths of God, is […] fraught […] […] with the Wisdom, and […], and Comfort of the