Fourthly, Because of the Saints propriety in this God; though God be never so perfect, suitable, sure a good; Yet its little Comfort, to them that have no interest in him; Another mans health will not make me happy, when sick. What Happiness hath a beggar in the shady walks, pleasant garden, stately buildings, curious rooms, costly furniture, and precious jewels of an Earl, when they are none of his; A Crown and sceptre may be as suitable to the nature of a Subject, as a Sovereign; yet the comfort of them extends not to the former, for want of this propriety in them. The leaving out one word in a Will, may mar the estate and disappoint all a mans hopes; the ⟨p. 121⟩want of this one word, my (God) is the wicked mans loss of heaven, and the dagger which will pierce his heart in Hell to all eternity. The degree of satisfaction in any good, is according to the degree of our Union to it, (hence our delight is greater in food, then in clothes; and the Saints joy is greater in God, in the other world, then in this, because the Union is nearer) but where there is no propriety, there is no Union; therefore no complacency; now this all-sufficient, suitable, and eternal God is the Saints peculiar portion, and therefore causeth infinite satisfaction. God is my portion for ever. God even our God shall bless us, Psalm. 67.7. The Pronoun my, is as much worth to the soul, as the boundless portion; All our comfort is locked up in that private cabinet. Wine in the glass, doth not cheer the heart, but taken down into the body. The propriety of the Psalmists in God was the mouth whereby he fed on those dainties which did so exceedingly delight him. No love potion was ever so effectual as this Pronoun. When God saith to the soul, as Ahab to Benhadad, Behold I am thine, and all that I have, who can tell how the heart leaps with joy in, and expires almost in desires after him, upon such news! Others like strangers may behold his honour, and excellencies; but this Saint only, like the wife, enjoyeth him: Luther saith, Much Religion lieth in Pronouns. All our consolation indeed consisteth in this Pronoun it the is the cup, which holdeth all our cordial waters; He undertake as bad as the devil is, He shall give the whole world (were it in his power) more freely then ever he offered it to Christ, for his worship, for leave from God to pronounce those two words, ⟨p. 122⟩my God.
Fourthly, Because of the Saints propriety in this God; though God be never so perfect, suitable, sure a good; Yet its litle Comfort, to them that have no interest in him; Another mans health will not make me happy, when sick. What Happinesse hath a begger in the shady walkes, pleasant garden, stately buildings, curious roomes, costly furniture, and precious jewels of an Earl, when they are none of his; A Crown and scepter may be as suitable to the nature of a Subject, as a Soveraign; yet the comfort of them extends not to the former, for want of this propriety in them. The leaving out one word in a Will, may marr the estate and disapoint all a mans hopes; the ⟨p. 121⟩want of this one word, my (God) is the wicked mans losse of heaven, and the dagger which will peirce his heart in Hell to all eternity. The degree of satisfaction in any good, is according to the degree of our Union to it, (hence our delight is greater in food, then in cloaths; and the Saints joy is greater in God, in the other world, then in this, because the Union is nearer) but where there is no propriety, there is no Union; therefore no complacency; now this alsufficient, sutable, and eternal God is the Saints peculiar portion, and therefore causeth infinite satisfaction. God is my portion for ever. God even our God shall blesse us, Psalm. 67.7. The Pronoun my, is as much worth to the soul, as the boundless portion; All our comfort is lock't up in that private cabinet. Wine in the glasse, doth not chear the heart, but taken down into the body. The propriety of the Psalmists in God was the mouth whereby he fed on those dainties which did so excedingly delight him. No love potion was ever so effectual as this Pronoun. When God saith to the soul, as Ahab to Benhadad, Behold I am thine, and all that I have, who can tell how the heart leaps with joy in, and expires almost in desires after him, upon such news! Others like strangers may behold his honour, and excellencies; but this Saint onely, like the wife, enjoyeth him: Luther saith, Much Religion lyeth in Pronouns. All our consolation indeed consisteth in this Pronoun it the is the cup, which holdeth all our cordiall waters; He undertake as bad as the devil is, He shall give the whole world (were it in his power) more freely then ever he offered it to Christ, for his worship, for leave from God to pronounce those two words, ⟨p. 122⟩my God.
