I do not believe David ever slighted the Ordinances, yet certainly he never knew so well how to estimate them, as when he was banished from them; 1then a Porters place, the Sparrows nest, and the Swallows neighbourhood to the Altar of God, were matters of envy to him: The remembrance of the company of Saints, 2the beauty of the Ordinances, ⟨p. 15⟩and the presence of God, 3fetcheth tears from his eyes, and groans from his heart, in his sorrowful Exile: When I remember these things, 4I pour out my Soul in me, &c. My tears are my meat day and night. 5Oh how amiable are the Assemblies of the Saints, and the Ordinances of the Sabbath, when we are deprived of them! In those days the Word of the Lord was precious: 6What days were those? It followeth, There was no open Vision. Word and Prophets were precious when they were not. 7Want will teach us the worth of mercies. Our liberties and dearest relations how cheap and trivial things are they while we possess them without any check or restraint? While we have the keeping of our mercies in our own hands, we make but small reckoning of them. Oh, but let God threaten a divorce by death or banishment, let Task-masters be set over us and our comforts, who shall measure out unto us at their own pleasure; let us be locked up a while under close imprisonment, and ⟨p. 16⟩there be kept fasting from our dearest enjoyments, then the sight of a friend through an iron grate, the exchange of a few common civilities with a yoke-fellow under the correction and control of a stranger, how sweet and precious? when as months and years of arbitrary enjoyments are past through, and we scarce sit down to reflect one serious view upon our mercies: seldom spread them before the Lord in prayer, or send up one thankful Ejaculation to God by night upon our beds, in this or the like manner; Lord, what mercy is this which I enjoy in my yoke-fellow, children, friends, liberty, estate, comforts and accommodations of all sorts, not for necessity only, but for delight, while others, better then I, languish under an unequal yoke, have great rebukes in their children, are separated from friends, despoiled of their estates, imprisoned, banished, afflicted, deserted, tormented! How comes it to pass that so much mercy falls to my share? that I want ⟨p. 17⟩nothing, while others have nothing? &c.
I do not believe David ever slighted the Ordinances, yet certainly he never knew so well how to estimate them, as when he was banisht from them; 1then a Porters place, the Sparrows nest, and the Swallows neighborhood to the Altar of God, were matters of envy to him: The remembrance of the company of Saints, 2the beauty of the Ordinances, ⟨p. 15⟩and the presence of God, 3fetcheth tears from his eyes, and groans from his heart, in his sorrowful Exile: When I remember these things, 4I pour out my Soul in me, &c. My tears are my meat day and night. 5Oh how amiable are the Assemblies of the Saints, and the Ordinances of the Sabbath, when we are deprived of them! In those days the Word of the Lord was precious: 6What days were those? It followeth, There was no open Vision. Word and Prophets were precious when they were not. 7Want will teach us the worth of mercies. Our liberties and dearest relations how cheapand trivial things are they while we possess them without any check or restraint? While we have the keeping of our mercies in our own hands, we make but small reckoning of them. Oh, but let God threaten a divorce by death or banishment, let Task-masters be set over us and our comforts, who shall measure out unto us at their own pleasure; let us be lockt up a while under close imprisonment, and ⟨p. 16⟩there be kept fasting from our dearest enjoyments, then the sight of a friend through an iron grate, the exchange of a few common civilities with a yoke-fellow under the correction and controul of a stranger, how sweet and precious? when as moneths and years of arbitrary enjoyments are past through, and we scarce sit down to reflect one serious view upon our mercies: seldom spread them before the Lord in prayer, or send up one thankful Ejaculation to God by night upon our beds, in this or the like manner; Lord, what mercy is this which I enjoy in my yoke-fellow, children, friends, liberty, estate, comforts and accommodations of all sorts, not for necessity only, but for delight, while others, better then I, languish under an unequal yoke, have great rebukes in their children, are separated from friends, despoil'd of their estates, imprison'd, banisht, afflicted, deserted, tormented! How comes it to pass that so much mercy falls to my share? that I want
- 1Psalm 84.
- 2Psal. 42 5 & 110.3
- 3Psal. 63.2
- 4Psal. 42.4
- 5Verse 3.
- 61 Sam. 3.1
- 7Carendo potius quam fruendo. Sen. Ep.