The application of redemption

If thy wandering thoughts be of the second kind; such §2as be ranging up and down upon the variety of many Objects, yet in the end they ever border upon the […] thing, It's then certain, the wound lies in the affection firstly. Some affection or other, either of love, fear, ⟨p. 233⟩sorrow, hatred, is inordinate and violent, and that transports a mans apprehensions and thoughts, to […] after it, and to send post from one coast to another quarter, to lay out themselves in what ever special occasions shall present themselves that […] […] satisfaction. As for instance, when the covetous […] […] forced and constrained by Conscience to […] […] in a serious Meditation about his own estate; […] […] sooner retired into his Closer to attend that work, […] forthwith his affections present some earthly object, starts something which concerns the benefit of his outward estate, as one while may be the hazard of a debt, that he is now like to lose, his debtors estate growing low, and he behind hand, and that he pursues as a […] for the while; when he hath run himself out of breath there, and gone as far as […] can, anon […] starts a fresh Hare, a bargain that […] of late […] him, and he conceives there may be a booty in that, that he also follows with much eagerness, lays out his […] to the utmost, how he may contrive […] […] it according to his desire: No sooner is he off from […], but then sends post hast to his Lot, and Harvest, there he is casting […] how to order all to advantage. Here are now roving imaginations that range over hedge and ditch in much variety, but still they aim at the same thing, border all together upon earthly contentments, and how to compass them, they do centre there still; therefore it's an Argument undeniable, the unsteadiness of thy thoughts arose from this distempered Affection. The like I may say of the unclean person, whose affections are fastened upon his lusts, he sends his thoughts far and wide how to prevent what he fears, how to bring about what he desires;

If thy wandring thoughts be of the second kind; such §2as be ranging up and down upon the variety of many Objects, yet in the end they ever border upon the 〈…〉 thing, It's then certain, the wound lies in the affection firstly. Some affection or other, either of love, fear,