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

But the soul that lacketh these things is a Desert, a habitation of Devils. Here is stupid, disconsolate infidelity, inflexible obstinacy, and resolvedness for Hell; Hatred and contempt of the Sovereign Majesty; whom yet, its secret misgiving thoughts tell it, will be too hard for it at last. Here is swoln pride, and giddy vain-glory, disguised hypocrisy, and pining envy, raging wrath, and ravenous avarice, with what you can imagine besides, leading to misery and desolation.

But the soul that lacketh these things is a Desart, a habitation of Devils. Here is stupid, disconsolate infidelity, inflexible obstinacy, and resolvedness for Hell; Hatred and contempt of the Sovereign Majesty; whom yet, its secret misgiving thoughts tell it, will be too hard for it at last. Here is swoln pride, and giddy vain-glory, disguised hypocrisie, and pining envy, raging wrath, and ravenous avarice, with what you can imagine besides, leading to misery and desolation.

You have then some prospect of a happy ⟨p. 332⟩temper of Spirit.¹ It can now be no difficulty to you, to frame an Idea of it in your thoughts, to get a notional image, (or this likeness, in the notion of it) into your minds: but that will avail you little, if you have not the real image also: that is, your Spirits really fashioned and formed according thereto. If having the knowledge of these things (as the Pagan moralists expression before mentioned is of virtuous Rules and Precepts) they become not habitual to you, and your Spirits be not transfigured into them.

You have then some prospect of a happy ⟨p. 332⟩temper of Spirit.¹