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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.
7. You may over-love the Creature. You may love Wine too much, Silver too much, but you cannot love God too much. If it were possible to exceed, excess here were a virtue; but it is our sin we cannot love God enough, Ezek. 16.30. How weak is thy heart? So it may be said, How weak is our love to God? 'tis like water of the last drawing from the Still, which hath less Spirit in it. If we could love God far more than we do, yet it were not proportionable to his worth: So that there is no danger of excess in our love to God.
7. You may over-love the Creature. You may love Wine too much, Silver too much, but you cannot love God too much. If it were possible to exceed, excess here were a vertue; but it is our sin we cannot love God enough, Ezek. 16.30. How weak is thy heart? So it may be said, How weak is our love to God? 'tis like water of the last drawing from the Still, which hath less Spirit in it. If we could love God far more than we do, yet it were not proportionable to his worth: So that there is no danger of excess in our love to God.
8. You may love worldly things, and they dye and leave you. Riches take wings, Relations drop away*. The Romans painted the vanity of worldly things in the form and shape of a man; in his right hand a Rose, in his left hand a Lilly, ⟨p. 127⟩under his feet Wormwood: An Emblem of the world: The Rose is sweet, the Lilly fair, but both fading; and under the feet Wormwood; at death all the delights of the world will be bitter. There is nothing here abiding*; the Creature hath a little honey in its mouth, but it hath wings, it will soon fly away; —Vitae primordium, mortis prodromum—But if you love God, he is a portion for ever,