The blessedness of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 /The blessednesse of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 /

Secondly, consider, That this change is, in its own §2nature, and the design of God, who works it, dispositive of the soul for blessedness. 'Tis sufficiently evident, from the consideration of the state it self, of the unrenewed soul, that a change is necessary for this end; such a soul in which it is not wrought when once its drowsy, stupefying slumber is shaken off, & its reflecting power awakened, must needs be a perpetual torment to it self. So far it is removed from blessedness, it is its own Hell, and can fly from misery & death no faster then from it self. Blessedness composes the soul, reduces it to a consistency; it infers (or rather is) a self-satisfaction; a well-pleasedness and contentment with one self; in rich't, and filled with the divinefulness.¹ Hence 'tis at rest; not as being pent in, but contentedly dwelling with it self; and keeping within its own bounds of its own accord. The unrenewed ⟨p. 210⟩soul can no more contain it self within its own terms, or limits; is as little self consistent, as a raging flame, or an impetuous tempest. Indeed its own lusts perpetually (as so many vultures) rend and tear it; and the more, when they want external objects. Then (as hunger) their fury is all turned inward; and they prey upon intestines; upon their own subject; but unto endless torment, not satisfaction. In what posture is this soul for rest and blessedness.

Secondly, consider, That this change is, in its own §2nature, and the design of God, who works it, dispositive of the soul for blessedness. 'Tis sufficiently evident, from the consideration of the state it self, of the unrenewed soul, that a change is necessary for this end; such a soul in which it is not wrought when once its drowsie, stupifying slumber is shaken off, & its reflecting power awakened, must needs be a perpetuall torment to it self. So far it is remov'd from blessedness, it is its own Hell, and can flie from misery & death no faster then from it self. Blessedness composes the soul, reduces it to a consistancie; it infers (or rather is) a self-satisfaction; a well-pleasedness and contentment with one self; in rich't, and fill'd with the divinefulness.¹