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The blessedness of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 /The blessednesse of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 /
The blessedness of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 / by John Howe ...The blessednesse of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 / by John Howe ...
printed by Sarah Griffin for Samuel Thomson, 1668
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
And (what is consequent hereupon) How seldom is this blessed state the subject of our discourse? How often do Christians meet, ⟨p. 362⟩and not a word of Heaven? O heavy carnal hearts! Our home and eternal blessedness, in this, appears to be forgotten among us. How often may a person converse with us ere he understand our relation to the Heavenly Country? If Exiles meet in a Foreign Land, what pleasant discourse have they of home? They suffer not one another to forget it. Such was their remembrance of Zion, who sate together bemoaning themselves by the Rivers of Babylon, a making mention of it (as the Phrase is often used.) And methinks (even as to this remembrance) it should be our common resolution too, If we forget thee, O Jerusalem; If we forget to make mention of thee, O thou City of the living God; Let our right hand forget her cunning, our tongue shall sooner cleave to the roof of our mouth; and so it would be, did we prefer that Heavenly Jerusalem above our chief joy.
And (what is consequent hereupon) How seldom is this blessed state the subject of our discourse? How often do Christians meet, ⟨p. 362⟩and not a word of Heaven? O heavy carnal hearts! Our home and eternal blessedness, in this, appears to be forgotten among us. How often may a person converse with us e're he understand our relation to the Heavenly Country? If Exiles meet in a Forraign Land, what pleasant discourse have they of home? They suffer not one another to forget it. Such was their remembrance of Sion, who sate together bemoaning themselves by the Rivers of Babylon, a making mention of it (as the Phrase is often used.) And methinks (even as to this remembrance) it should be our common resolution too, If we forget thee, O Jerusalem; If we forget to make mention of thee, O thou City of the living God; Let our right hand forget her cunning, our tongue shall sooner cleave to the roof of our mouth; and so it would be, did we prefer that Heavenly Jerusalem above our chief joy.
Again, how little doth it weigh with us? It serves not to out-weigh the smallest trouble, if we have not our eternal desire in every thing gratified, if any thing fall out cross to our inclinations, this glory goes for nothing with us. Our discontents swallow up our hopes, and joys, and heaven is reckoned as a thing of naught. If when outward troubles afflict, or threaten us, we could have the certain prospect of better days; that would sensibly revive, and please us. Yea, can we not please our selves with very uncertain groundless hopes of this kind, without promise or valuable reason? But to be told of a recompense, at the resurrection of the just, of a day when we shall see the face of