The true Christians love of the unseen Christ, or, A discourse chiefly tending to…

am I written in his book• Redeemed with his blood, clothed with his Righteousness, beautified with his Image? hath he put the dignity of a Child of God upon me, and prepared a place in the Fathers house for me? O wonderful! O admirable! what shall I render? what returns shall I make? had I a thousand tongues, should I not employ them all in speaking his praise? had I a thousand Hearts should I not present them all as too mean to ⟨p. 131⟩thank-offering unto him. And yet am I slow, slow of Heart to love this dear and sweet Jesus? awake O my Soul! awake from thy dullness and stupidity? shake off thy sleep which glues thine eye-lids so close together, shake out the dust of the Earth which hath got into thine eyes and keeps thee from the view of thy beloved. Arise O my Soul! and lift up thy self, unfetter thy feet, un•log thy self, take the wing and mount up above the sky and visible Heavens, even to the place where the lovely and dear Jesus is. Take thy leave of the world, and all things therein. Bid farewell to the flattering honours, the deceitful Riches, the glossing Pleasures, that are here below: bid adieu to them, and leave them to those that place their chiefest happiness in them: if Earth hath thy body for a while, yet let it have thy heart and chiefest affections no more; come O my Soul ascend and soar alo•t unto the Heaven of Heavens, the way unto the Holy of Holies is accessible, the veil is rent, the fore-runner is entered, and thou mayest have entrance too with thy Thoughts, and Desires, and Loves, and Hopes and Joys; there thou mayst see and view, and admire, and embrace thy dearest Lord; there thy Hea•t may find a fit object for it's Love, even thy dearest Lord Jesus, who will not reject ⟨p. 123⟩& despise thee, but give kind entertainment unto thy love, and withal give the fullest & sweetest returns; there thy Heart may find a room to dispose of it self, and not only a lodging like that of a wayfaring man for a night, but an habitation wherein to dwell and to take up it's Eternal abode; let thy Heart be thy fore-runner, that when thy body drops off from thee thou mayst know where to betake thy se•f and find ready entertainment there where thy Heart hath been long before. Why dost thou hang downwards O my Soul? why dost thou bend so much to the Earth and Earthly things? what is there here below that is not beneath thee, and altogether unworthy of thy Love?