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

God doth manifest much grace and condescension in taking such care of mens bodies and outward concerns. You would think it a great grace and condescension in a King, to take care night and day of a poor beggar, to see to it himself (and not to leave it to servants or any others) that he have food, and raiment, and liberty, and peace, and safety every day, that his bed be made well and easy for him every night, that when he is sick he have physic, & cordials, and tendance, and should constantly visit him himself in person, that in all his wants he be supplied, in all his weaknesses supported, in all his dangers defended, and in all his distresses delivered; If this King should never stir from this beggar, but do all this in his own person; if he himself should spread his table, and provide his food, and be at the sole charge of his garments, and put them on, and make his bed, and stand by him all night while he slept, ⟨p. 231⟩to prevent any evil that might befall him, and go up and down with him all day to protect him, and counsel him, and relieve him, as occasion required, you would be amazed at the favour and kindness and condescension of this Prince. Believe it Reader (surely seeing is believing) the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, he whose name is I am, he to whom all the Kings and Princes and Potentates of the world, are dross and dirt and dung, the Incomparable God doth more than all this, very much more for thee every day and every night, and that in his own person: He sendeth thee all thy bread, and drink, and clothes, and makes them refreshing to thee; he provides thy habitation, and lodging, and commandeth sleep for thee; He is with thee continually in all thy out-goings, incomings, to preserve thee alive, to enable thee to thy motions, to succeed thy lawful undertakings, to relieve thee in thy necessities, and to defend thee from all thine Adversaries. And is not this condescension worthy of all admiration? O what grace is it, that the incomparable God, who hath millions of glorious Angels waiting on him, and ten thousand ⟨p. 232⟩times ten thousand, always ministering to him should thus wait on, and watch over poor crawling worms, night and day for good, Act. 7.2. Job. 7.20.