A fourth volume containing one hundred and fifty sermons on several texts of Scripture…

1. Whatever is for this World, must be left on this side the Grave. Pomp, Pleasure and Estate, must be left behind us: Job 1.21. Naked came I out of my Mother's Womb, and naked must I return thither. There is no carnal Pomp and Pleasure in the next World. Here we bustle for Greatness, but Death ends the Quarrel: Like foolish Birds, we seek to build strong Nests, when to morrow we must be gone. Open the Grave, and look upon the Relics of Man's Mortality, thou canst not discern between the Rich and the Poor, the King and the Peasant; all are alike obnoxious to Stench and Rottenness. Those Desires that carry you out to the World, must be mortified. A Mill-wheel runs round all the Day, and at Night it is in the same place. So whatever we gain and purchase in the World, it must be left at Night when we go to Bed, when Death finds us, and in the same place; at Death we are as naked as we came into the World: 1 Tim. 6.7. For we brought nothing into the World, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. A Man's Wealth doth not follow him, but his Sins do; his Iniquity will find him out. Consider, at Birth a Man is contented with a Cradle, and at Death with a Grave; yet here we join House to House, and Field to Field, Isa. 5.8. as if the whole World could not contain us.

1. Whatever is for this World, must be left on this side the Grave. Pomp, Pleasure and Estate, must be left behind us: Job 1.21. Naked came I out of my Mother's Womb, and naked must I return thither. There is no carnal Pomp and Pleasure in the next World. Here we bustle for Greatness, but Death ends the Quarrel: Like foolish Birds, we seek to build strong Nests, when to morrow we must be gone. Open the Grave, and look upon the Reliques of Man's Mortality, thou canst not discern between the Rich and the Poor, the King and the Peasant; all are alike obnoxious to Stench and Rottenness. Those Desires that carry you out to the World, must be mortified. A Mill-wheel runs round all the Day, and at Night it is in the same place. So whatever we gain and purchase in the World, it must be left at Night when we go to Bed, when Death finds us, and in the same place; at Death we are as naked as we came into the World: