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A Divine Cordial
A divine cordial, or, The transcendent privilege of those that love God and are savingly called published by Thomas Watson ...A divine cordial, or, The transcendent priviledge of those that love God and are savingly called published by Thomas Watson ...
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1663
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.
5. When you love the world, you love that which is worse than your selves. The soul (as Damascene saith) is a sparkle of Celestial brightness, it carries in it an Idea and resemblance of God; while you love the World, you love that which ⟨p. 125⟩is infinitely below the worth of your souls. Will any one lay out cost upon sackcloth? when thou layest out thy love upon the world, thou layest out gold upon dung, th•u hangest a Pearl upon a Swine, thou lovest that w•ich is inferior to thy self. As Christ speaks in another sense of the Fowls of the ai•, Matth. 6.26. Are not ye much better than they? So I say of worldly things, Are not ye much better than they? You love a fair house, a beautiful picture; are not you much better than they? but if you love God, now you place your love on the most noble sublime object, you love that which is better than your selves: God is better than the Soul, better than Angels, better than Heaven:
5. When you love the world, you love that which is worse than your selves. The soul (as Damascen saith) is a sparkle of Celestial brig••ness, it carries in it an Idea and resemblance of God; while you love the World, you love that which ⟨p. 125⟩is infinitely below the worth of your souls. Will any one lay out cost upon sackcloth? when thou layest out thy love upon the world, thou layest out gold upon dung, th•u hangest a Pearl upon a Swine, thou lovest that w•ich is inferiour to thy self. As Christ sp•aks in another sence of the Fowls of the ai•, Matth. 6.26. Are not ye much better than they? So I say of wo•ldly things, Are not ye much better than they? You love a fair house, a beautiful picture; are not you much better than they? but if you love God, now you place your love on the most noble sublime object, you love that which is better than your selves: God is better than the Soul, better than Angels, better than Heaven: