THE PREFACE TO THE READER.
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THE PREFACE TO THE READER.
Reader,
I Have no other use for a Preface to this Book, but to give you a true excuse for its Publication. I wrote it for my self, unresolved whether any one should ever see it, but at last inclined to leave that to the will of ⟨image 5⟩my Executors, to publish or suppress it when I am dead, as they saw cause. But my Person being seized on, and my Library, and all my Goods distrained on by Constables, and sold, and I constrained to relinquish my House (for preaching and being in London:) I knew not what to do with multitudes of Manuscrip•• that had long lain by me; having no House to go to, but a narrow hired Lodging with strangers: Wherefore I cast away whole Volumes; which I could not carry away, both Controversies and Letters practical, and Cases of Conscience, but having newly lain ⟨image 5⟩divers Weeks, Night and Day, in waking torments Nephritic, and Colic, after other long pains and languor, I took this Book with me in my removal, for my own use in my further sickness. Three Weeks after falling into another extreme fit, and expecting Death, where I had no Friend with me to commit my Papers to, merely lest it should be lost, I thought best to give it to the Printer: I think it is so much of the work of all mens lives to prepare to die with safety and comfort, that the same Thoughts may be needful for others that are so for me: If any mislike the Title as if ⟨image 6⟩it imported that the Author is Dead, let him know that I die daily, and that which quickly will be, almost is: It's suited to my own use: They that it is unsuitable to, may pass it by. If those mens lives were spent in serious preparing Thoughts of Death, who are now studying to destroy each other, and tear in pieces a distressed Land, they would prevent much dolorous Repentance.
I Have no other use for a Preface to this Book, but to give you a true excuse for its Publication. I wrote it for my self, unresolved whether any one should ever see it, but at last inclined to leave that to the will of ⟨image 5⟩my Executors, to publish or suppress it when I am dead, as they saw cause. But my Person being seized on, and my Library, and all my Goods distrained on by Constables, and sold, and I constrained to relinquish my House (for preaching and being in London:) I knew not what to do with multitudes of Manuscrip•• that had long lain by me; having no House to go to, but a narrow hired Lodging with strangers: Wherefore I cast away whole Volumes; which I could not carry away, both Controversies and Letters practical, and Cases of Conscience, but having newly lain ⟨image 5⟩divers Weeks, Night and Day, in waking torments Nephritick, and Colick, after other long pains and languor, I took this Book with me in my removal, for my own use in my further sickness. Three Weeks after falling into another extream fit, and expecting Death, where I had no Friend with me to commit my Papers to, meerly lest it should be lost, I thought best to give it to the Printer: I think it is so much of the work of all mens lives to prepare to die with safety and comfort, that the same Thoughts may be needful for others that are so for me: If any mislike the Title as if ⟨image 6⟩it imported that the Author is Dead, let him know that I die daily, and that which quickly will be, almost is: It's suited to my own use: They that it is unsuible to, may pass it by. If those mens lives were spent in serious preparing Thoughts of Death, who are now studying to destroy each other, and tear in pieces a distressed Land, they would prevent much dolorous Repentance.
R. B.