The sound believer, or, A treatise of evangelical conversion discovering the work of Christs…The sound beleever, or, A treatise of evangelicall conversion discovering the work of Christs…

¹Be exhorted therefore to lye down in the dust before the Lord, and under the Lord; nay entreat the Lord that he would put thee upon his wheel, and mould thy heart to his will; why will you rest in any good you have? Oh remember thy father was a Syrian ready to perish; and thy self polluted, an infinite endless evil. What ever good thou dost, is it not a polluted stream, of a more polluted spring? Nay, suppose the Spirit works any good in thee, yet is it not polluted by thy unclean heart? Nay, suppose any actions should be ⟨p. 147⟩perfect, yet remember the Lord spared not the Angels that sinned; perfection present cannot satisfy Justice for pollution past. Cry out therefore, and say, Oh Lord, now I see not only that my sin is vile, but that my self and all my righteousness is vile also; and now though the Lord stands at a distance, speaks no peace, hears no prayers, yet because thou art very vile, lye down under him, that if he will he may tread upon thee, and thereby exalt himself, as well as lift thee up, and exalt thee. Be not careless whether the Lord help or no, but be humble, not to quarrel in case he should not: For,

¹Be exhorted therefore to lye down in the dust before the Lord, and under the Lord; nay intreat the Lord that he would put thee upon his wheele, and mould thy heart to his will; why will you rest in any good you have? Oh remember thy father was a Syrian ready to perish; and thy selfe polluted, an infinite endlesse evill. What ever good thou dost, is it not a polluted stream, of a more polluted spring? Nay, suppose the Spirit works any good in thee, yet is it not polluted by thy unclean heart? Nay, suppose any actions should be ⟨p. 147⟩perfect, yet remember the Lord spared not the Angels that sinned; perfection present cannot satisfie Justice for pollution past. Cry out therefore, and say, Oh Lord, now I see not onely that my sinne is vile, but that my self and all my righteousnesse is vile also; and now though the Lord stands at a distance, speaks no peace, heares no prayers, yet because thou art very vile, lye downe under him, that if he will he may tread upon thee, and thereby exalt himselfe, as well as lift thee up, and exalt thee. Be not carelesse whether the Lord help or no, but be humble, not to quarrell in case he should not: For,