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A treatise on comforting afflicted consciences - The Digital Puritan

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56 INSTRUCTIONS TO 11 COMFORTINGgeance up<strong>on</strong> his c<strong>on</strong>science, his heavy heart immediatelymelts away in his breast and becomes as water. He faintsand fails, both in the strength of his body and stoutness ofhis mind. His b<strong>on</strong>es, the pillars and master-timbers of hisearthly tabernacle, are presently broken in pieces andturned into rottenness. His spirit, the eye and excellencyof his soul, which should enlighten and make lightsome thewhole man, is quite put out and utterly overwhelmed withexcess of horror and flashes of despair. Oh ! this is itwhich would not <strong>on</strong>ly crush the courage of the stoutest s<strong>on</strong>of Adam that ever breathed up<strong>on</strong> eaith, but even break theback of the most glorious angel that ever sh<strong>on</strong>e in heaven,should he lift up but <strong>on</strong>e rebellious thought against hisCreator ! This al<strong>on</strong>e is able to make the tallest cedar inLeban<strong>on</strong>, the str<strong>on</strong>gest oak in Bashan (I mean the highestlook and the proudest heart), the most boisterous Nimrod,or swaggering Belshazzar, to bow and bend, to stoop andtremble, as the leaves of the forest that are shaken with thewind.2. In all other adversities a man is still a friend untohimself, favours himself, and reaches out his best c<strong>on</strong>siderati<strong>on</strong>sto bring in comfort to his heavy heart. But in thishe is a scourge to himself; at war with himself ; an enemy tohimself. He doth greedily and industriously fetch in asmuch matter as he can possibly, both imaginary and true,to enlarge the rent and aggravate his horror. He gazeswillingly in that false glass which Seitan is w<strong>on</strong>t in suchcases to set before him, wherein by his hellish malice hemakes an infinite additi<strong>on</strong> both to the already unnumberedmultitude and to the too true heinousness of his sins, andwould fain, if he will be led by his lying cruelty, misrepresentto his affrighted imaginati<strong>on</strong> every gnat as a camel,every moat as a mole hill, every mole hill as a mountain ;every lustful thought as the most unclean act, every idleword as a desperate blasphemy, every angry look as anactual murder, every intemperate passi<strong>on</strong> as an inex}>iableprovocati<strong>on</strong>, every distracti<strong>on</strong> in holy duties as an absoluterebelli<strong>on</strong>, every transgressi<strong>on</strong> against light of c<strong>on</strong>science asa sin against the Holy Ghost. Nay, in this amazedness ofspirit and dispositi<strong>on</strong> to despair he is apt, even of his ownaccord, and with great eagerness, to arm every several sinas it comes into his mind with a particular sting, that itmay strike deep enough and stick fast enough in his alreadygrieved soul. He employs and improves the excellency andutmost of his learning, understanding, wit, memory, to arguewith all subtlety, with mucli sophistry, against the pard<strong>on</strong>ablenessof his sins and possibility of salvati<strong>on</strong>. He woundseven his wounds with a c<strong>on</strong>ceit that they they are incurable,

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