A treatise of the incomparableness of God in his being, attributes, works and word…

2. Again, How great is their madness, who will venture the eternal loss of this God, this incomparable God, for every base lust? what a mad man is he, who will stake a Million against a Mite, a Crown against a Crumb, Substance against Shadows, all things against nothing, the blessed boundless God against a moments sensual delight. Was not Shimei bereft of his wits, to hazard his life for a little uncertain worldly profit by his Servant? The Lord Jesus doth most fitly call him a fool, who would hazard and lose the incomparable God for a little corruptible Gold, Luke 12.20. The Spirit of God speaks the Prodigal to be beside himself, when he left bread, bread enough, bread enough in his Fathers house, for husks, and not a Belly full neither, and among Swine, Luke 15.18, 19, 20. ⟨p. 197⟩and when he came to himself, he considered what a mad man he was, to wallow among Swine, and feed on such brutish fare, which could never fill his belly, when he might have been feasting among the Children of God in his Fathers house, with plenty of what is bread indeed, able to satisfy a capacious Heaven-born Soul. Friend, think of it seriously, the next time thou art tempted to Sin, will this Oath, or this Cup, or this Theft, or this Wantonness, or this neglect of Duty balance the everlasting loss of the incomparable God? will this lust, this moments pleasure make amends for the loss of him who is eternal life, and a River of unconceivable and unchangeable pleasures? shall I be so besotted, bewitched, distracted, as to lose real mercies for lying vanities, the fountain of living waters for Broken Cisterns, the food of Angels for the worlds scraps; a precious Soul, an inestimable Saviour, an incomparable God, for a toy, a trifle, a poor empty gilded nothing? Did ever any in Bedlam buy so dear, or sell so cheap, or manifest the like madness?

2. Again, How great is their madness, who will venture the eternal loss of this God, this incomparable God, for every base lust? what a mad man is he, who will stake a Million against a Mite, a Crown against a Crum, Substance against Shadows, all things against nothing, the blessed boundless God against a moments sensual delight. Was not Shimei bereft of his wits, to hazard his life for a little uncertain worldly profit by his Servant? The Lord Jesus doth most fitly call him a fool, who would hazard and lose the incomparable God for a little corruptible Gold,