A75287:974
Media: the middle things, in reference to the first and last things: or, The…
Media: the middle things, in reference to the first and last things: or, The means, duties, ordinances, both secret, private and public, for continuance and increase of a godly life, once begun, till we come to Heaven. Wherein are discovered many blessed medium's or duties, in their right method, manner and proceedings; that so a Christian (the spirit of Christ assisting) may walk on in the holy path, which leads from his new birth to everlasting life. / Drawn, for the most part, out of the most eminently pious, and learned writings of our native practical divines: with additionals of his own, by Isaac Ambrose, minister of the Gospel at Preston in Amoundernes.Media: the middle things, in reference to the first and last things: or, The means, duties, ordinances, both secret, private and publike, for continuance and increase of a godly life, once begun, till we come to Heaven. Wherein are discovered many blessed medium's or duties, in their right method, manner and proceedings; that so a Christian (the spirit of Christ assisting) may walk on in the holy path, which leads from his new birth to everlasting life. / Drawn, for the most part, out of the most eminently pious, and learned writings of our native practical divines: with additionals of his own, by Isaac Ambrose, minister of the Gospel at Preston in Amoundernes.
London: printed by John Field for Nathanael Webb and William Grantham, 1649London: printed by John Field for Nathanaell Webb and William Grantham, 1649
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2. Complaint.
But alas, where is my fear, my trembling for that Eternity? my love, my longing after this Eternity? what little taste and savour have I of that bitterness, or this sweetness? My soul, what dullness and heaviness is this that hangs upon thee? How hath the world bewitched thee, and thou art become so carnal, so corporeal, so senseless of Spiritual things? Thy thoughts run after riches, and they are uncertain; thou art ambitious after honours, and they are slippery; thou art in love with pleasures, and their end is sudden, and there is bitterness in the end; thou art daily conversing with men, but death shall dissolve all knots of friendship with others. O preposterous care! what, all on the world? and now that Eternity is thy Meditation (on which thou shouldst taste largely, and be affected deeply) art thou now ⟨p. 159⟩all a mort? O what dullness, what drowsiness, what security is this? if thou hast in thee any sparks of that heavenly fire, first breathed into thee by the Spirit of God; awake, awake, O my soul, away, away with this dull senseless security, and consider there's but a step betwixt thee and Eternity.
But alas, where is my fear, my trembling for that Eternity? my love, my longing after this Eternity? what little taste and savour have I of that bitterness, or this sweetness? My soul, what dulness and heaviness is this that hangs upon thee? How hath the world bewitched thee, and thou art become so carnal, so corporeal, so sensless of Spiritual things? Thy thoughts run after riches, and they are uncertain; thou art ambitious after honors, and they are slippery; thou art in love with pleasures, and their end is sudden, and there is bitterness in the end; thou art daily conversing with men, but death shall dissolve all knots of friendship with others. O preposterous care! what, all on the world? and now that Eternity is thy Meditation (on which thou shouldst taste largely, and be affected deeply) art thou now