Heaven upon earth, or, The best friend in the worst of times. Delivered in…

Come along therefore with me, poor soul, thou that art not worth a groat, and hast never a friend that can or will give you any thing to speak ⟨p. 107⟩of, come along with me, and take a short prospect of the Territories of this mighty Monarch, let's get up to mount Pisgah, & make a survey of that goodly land, let's take a turn or two in the Courts of his place, consider well the pleasantness of this seat, how rarely it is accommodated, the richness of the furniture, the nobleness of the inhabitants, the sweetness of that harmony that founds night and day in that Temple, the unconceivable costliness, riches, glory, and excellency of every thing. Do but look a little about thee, are not thine eyes even dazzled at the sight? do you see what building that is, whose walls are Jasper, and the City is all of pure Gold, like unto clear glass, and the foundation of the walls of that City are garnished with all manner of precious stones, Rev. 21 &c. And what think you now where is the Prince upon earth that ever was master of such an estate? what are his attendants? the the meanest of those that stand in his presence, is no less then a King; the least of his servants is more rich and glorious then the mightiest Potentate that ever trod upon earthly mould, that was a stranger to God. This God doth not grudge to give that which is more worth then a thousand Kingdoms to his Darlings. I might tell also at what a rate they live, who are fed always at his Table, and what dainty dishes they feed upon, I might speak of their Clothing and Robes, all which speak the riches of that Lord which maintains his servants so highly. But what am I doing, Can I Grasp the heavens in my arms? or take up the Sea in the hollow of my hands? Can I measure the heaven of heavens, or weigh the mountains in scales, or the hills in a balance? Could I do all ⟨p. 108⟩and a thousand times more, yea could not give you an account of the Estate of him who would be your Friend, your husband: at the best, I can but give you a superficial gross relation of it, and when I have said all that I can speak of, and all the men in the world with all their tongues have spoke what they can too, nay, let Angels with their heavenly Rhetoric do what they can to set out the glory of his Kingdom;

Come along therefore with me, poor soul, thou that art not worth a groat, and hast never a friend that can or will give you any thing to speak