A62047:339
The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity…
The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it well : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it vvell : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1662
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
If this Sun of righteousness only causeth day in thine heart, when he ariseth; and if he be set, notwithstanding all the candles of creatures, it is still night with thee, then God is thy Portion. O how glad is the young Heir, when he comes to enjoy his Portion! with what delight will he look over his woods, view his grounds, and walk in his gardens. The Roman would tumble naked in his heaps of Silver, out of delight in them; but if thy affections only overflow with joy (as the water of Nilus) in the time of wheat harvest, when the world floweth in upon thee, the world is thy Portion. He who like a Lark sings merrily, (not on the ground) but when he is mounting up to Heaven, is rich indeed. God is his; but he who like an horsefly delighteth in dunghills, feedeth most on, & relisheth best these earthly offals, is a poor man; God is none of his God; its an undeniable truth, that, that is our Portion which is the Paradise of our pleasures. The fool who could expect ease on his bed of Thorns, Soul take thine ease, thou hast goods laid up for many years, had his Portion in this life; but Moses whom nothing could please but Gods gracious presence, had him for his Portion. If thy presence go not with us, carry us not hence, I beseech me show me thy glory.
If this Sun of righteousness only causeth day in thine heart, when he ariseth; and if he be set, notwithstanding all the candles of creatures, it is still night with thee, then God is thy Portion. O how glad is the young Heir, when he comes to enjoy his Portion! with what delight will he look over his woods, view his grounds, and walk in his gardens. The Roman would tumble naked in his heapes of Silver, out of delight in them; but if thy affections only overflow with joy (as the water of Nilus) in the time of wheat harvest, when the world floweth in upon thee, the world is thy Portion. He who like a Lark sings merrily, (not on the ground) but when he is mounting up to Heaven, is rich indeed. God is his; but he who like an horsefly delighteth in dunghils, feedeth most on, & rellisheth best these earth ly offalls, is a poor man; God is none of his God; its an undeniable truth, that, that is our Portion which is the Paradise of our pleasures. The fool who could expect ease on his bed of Thorns, Soul take thine ease, thou hast goods laid up for many years, had his Portion in this life; but Moses whom nothing could please but Gods gracious presence, had him for his Portion. If thy presence go not with us, carry us not hence, I beseech me shew me thy glory.