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hen thou seeft me too contented with thine Abnce, then quicken my languid Desires, and blow. , the dying Spark of Love; and leave me not 11 I am able unfeignedly to cry out, As the Hart inteth after the Water-Brooks, fo panteth my Soul fter thee, O God. My Soul thirsleth for God, for ve living God; when shall I come and appear before od? My Conversation is in Heaven, from whence look for a Saviour. My Affections are set on Things bove, where Chrift fitteth, and my Life is hid. I valk by Faith, and not by Sight; willing rather to be bsent from the Body, and present with the Lord.
26. • WHAT Interest hath this empty World i me; and what is there in it that may feem so ovely, as to entice my Defires from my God, or nake me loth to come away? Methinks, when I pok upon it with a deliberate Eye, it is a howling Nilderness, and too many of its Inhabitants are intamed Monsters; I can view all its Beauty as Deformity; and drown all its Pleasures in a few penitent Tears; or the Wind of a Sigh will fcatter hem away.. O let not this Flesh lo feduce my joul, as to make it prefer this weary Life before the Toys that are about thy Throne! And tho' Death tself be unwelcome to Nature, yet let thy Grace nake thy Glory appear to me lo desirable, that the King of Terrors may be the Messenger of my Joy! Let not my Soul be ejected by Violence, and difpossessed of its Habitation against its. Will; but draw it to thyself by the secret Power of thy Love, as the Sun-fhine in the Spring draws forth the Creatures from their Winter-Cells; meet it half Way, and entice it to thee, as the Load-Stone doth the Iron, and as the greater Flame attracts the lefs! Dispel therefore the Clouds that hide thy Love from me; or remove the Scales that hinder mine Eyes
abitation by Violet or mthat the
* from beholding thee; for the Beams that stream
from thy Face, and the Fore-tafte of thy great Sal
vation, and nothing else, can make à Soul un. • feignedly lay, now let thy Servant depart in Prace! "But it is not thy ordinary Ditcoveries that will here * fuffice; as the Work is greater, fo muft thy Help 'be. () turn these Fears into strong Defires, and
this Lothness to die into Longings after thee! • While I must be absent from thee, let my Soul as
heartily groan, as my Body doch under its Want of
Health! If I have any more Time to spend on • Earth, let me live, as without the World, in thee, ' as I have sometime lived as without thee in the World!
While I have a Thought to think, let me not for • get thee; or a Tongue to move, let me mention " thee with Delight; or a Breath to breathe, let it be
after thee, and for thee; or a Knee to bend, let • it daily bow at thy Footftool; and when by Sick
nefs thou confinest me, do thou make my. Bed, ¢ number my Pains, and put all my Tears into thy * Bottle!' . $ 27As my Fleth desired what my Spirit ab • horred, so now let my Spirit defire that Day which • my Flesh abhorreth; that my Friends may not
with fo much Sorrow wait for the Departure of my 6 Soul, as my Soul with Joy Thall wait for its own « Departure! Then let me die the Death of the Righi.
teous, and let przy last End be like his; even a Remo? val to that Glory that shall never end! Then let
thy Convoy of Angels bring my departing Soul • among the perfected Spirits of the Just, and let me
follow my dear friends that have died in Chrift
before me; and while my forrowing Friends are ' weeping “ver my Grave, let my Spirit be repoíed 6 with thee in Rest; and while my Corps shall lie rotting in the Dark, let my Soul be in the Inheri