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USE 2.

Secondly, Is there to be acquaintance between the soul and God? then let us learn to make a right judgement of our own Excellency; let us judge of our selves as too high and noble to converse with this base and beggarly world. I am of a nobler original, then to debase my self to such mean things; I am the off-spring of God, and shall I acquaint my self with earth? I am of ⟨p. 38⟩the family of God, & shall I converse with Satan? Is there bread enough in my Fathers house, and shall I perish for hunger? Lift up thy self, O my soul, shake off the entanglements of the flesh, break out of that bondage of the Devil, trample upon the glory of the world, and scorn to let out thy precious desires upon dung and dross, get the Moon under thy feet, clothe thy self with the Sun, put on the son of righteousness, come into the palace of God, and acquaint thy self with him, for this is thy glory, this is thy excellency. Ye precious ones, who can call God Father, and the son Brother, who have fellowship with the Father and the Son, who may have communion with the Holy Ghost? What do you lying among the Potts? What do you raking in Dunghills? What do you conversing with the World? Have a holy scorn of these things, as below the dignity of your souls: know your worth, esteem of your selves, as of more value then all these lower Treasures. This is your glory and your excellency, that ye are of Gods acquaintance, that ye are Sons of God, Heirs of God, & joint-Heirs with Christ, that ye understand and know God.

Secondly, Is there to be acquaintance between the soul and God? then let us learn to make a right judgement of our own Excellency; let us judge of our selves as too high and noble to converse with this base and beggarly world. I am of a nobler original, then to debase my self to such mean things; I am the off-spring of God, and shall I acquaint my self with earth? I am of ⟨p. 38⟩the family of God, & shall I converse with Sathan? Is there bread enough in my Fathers house, and shall I perish for hunger? Lift up thy self, O my soul, shake off the intanglements of the flesh, break out of that bondage of the Devil, trample upon the glory of the world, and scorn to let out thy precious desires upon dung and dross, get the Moon under thy feet, cloath thy self with the Sun, put on the son of righteousness, come into the palace of God, and acquaint thy self with him, for this is thy glory, this is thy excellency. Ye precious ones, who can call God Father, and the son Brother, who have fellowship with the Father and the Son, who may have communion with the Holy Ghost? What do you lying among the Potts? What do you raking in Dunghills? What do you conversing with the World? Have a holy scorn of these things, as below the dignity of your souls: know your worth, esteem of your selves, as of more value then all these lower Treasures. This is your glory and your excellency, that ye are of Gods acquaintance, that ye are Sons of God, Heirs of God, & joynt-Heirs with Christ, that ye understand and know God.