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But as I desire, and shall endeavour by faith and prayer to commend you to God, so I cannot but hope, and I beg it of all amongst you, that have any interest at the throne of grace, that ye would commend me to God, I beseech you for the Lord ⟨p. 59⟩Jesus Christs sake, that ye strive together with me in your prayers to God for me, Rom. 15.30.

Before I conclude, as I have commended you to God, so let me commend you to, and commend to you, the Word of his grace. Julius Cesar being forced to swim for his life held his Commentary in one hand above water▪ and swam to land with the other; Without question you have more cause to value the word of Gods grace. The law breatheth forth a cold blast, a northwind of threatening, but the Gospel sendeth forth a warm gale, a Southwind of promises; grace of all Gods attributes must not be neglected; love can least endure to be slighted: O let me beseech you for the Lords sake, for your souls sake, to value the Gospel. Alas what are ye without it, but condemned Malefactors, every moment liable to be called forth and hung up, as monuments of Gods fury in Hell! If ever poor creature in fear every moment of being fetched out of the Prison and carried to the Gallows did esteem a pardon sure I am ye have cause to prize the Gospel. O sirs, how had all of us at this day been shut up under the Laws curse, in the Dungeon of endless wrath and misery, had not the Gospel opened the prison doors, knocked off our shackles, and set our souls at liberty!

Before I conclude, as I have commended you to God, so let me commend you to, and commend to you, the Word of his grace. Julius Cesar being forced to swim for his life held his Commentary in one hand above water▪ and swam to land with the other; Without question you have more cause to value the word of Gods grace. The law breatheth forth a cold blast, a northwind of threatning, but the Gospel sendeth forth a warm gale, a Southwind of promises; grace of all Gods attributes must not be neglected; love can least endure to be slighted: O let me beseech you for the Lords sake, for your souls sake, to value the Gospel. Alas what are ye without it, but condemned Malefactors, every moment liable to be called forth and hung up, as monuments of Gods fury in Hell! If ever poor creature in fear every moment of being fetcht out of the Prison and carried to the Gallows did esteem a pardon sure I am ye have cause to prize the Gospel. O sirs, how had all of us at this day been shut up under the Laws curse, in the Dungeon of endless wrath and misery, had not the Gospel opened the prison doors, knockt off our shackles, and set our souls at liberty!