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

2. Is it a small thing with thee, to be destitute of all those inherent excellencies, which the perfected Image of God, whereof thou wast capable, comprehends? view them over in that (too defective) account, some of the former pages gave thee of them. Thou art none of those bright stars, those sons of the morning, those blessed glorified Spirits: Thou mightest have been. But

2. Is it a small thing with thee, to be destitute of all those inherent excellencies, which the perfected Image of God, whereof thou wast capable, comprehends? view them over in that (too defective) account, some of the former pages gave thee of them. Thou art none of those bright stars, those sons of the morning, those blessed glorified Spirits: Thou might'st have been. But

Consider, what art thou? what shalt thou for ever be? what image or likeness shalt thou ⟨p. 296⟩bear; alas! poor wretch thou art now a Fiend! conformed to thy hellish partners; thou bearest their accursed likeness. Death is now finished in thee, and as thou sowedst to the flesh, thou reapest corruption. Thou art become a loathsome Carcass; the Worms that never die, abound in thy putrefied, filthy soul. Thou hast an Hell in thee. Thy venomous lusts are now mature, are in their full grown state. If a world of iniquity, a fullness of deadly poison, tempered by Hell fire, is here sometimes, to be found in a little member, ¹what will there then be in all thy parts and powers;

Consider, what art thou? what shalt thou for ever be? what image or likeness shalt thou ⟨p. 296⟩bear; alas! poor wretch thou art now a Fiend! conformed to thy hellish partners; thou bearest their accursed likenesse. Death is now finished in thee, and as thou sowedst to the flesh, thou reapest corruption. Thou art become a loathsome Carcass; the Worms that never die, abound in thy putrified, filthy soul. Thou hast an Hell in thee. Thy venomous lusts are now mature, are in their full grown state. If a world of iniquity, a fulness of deadly poyson, tempered by Hell fire, is here sometimes, to be found in a little member,