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the gospel for me? But my hard and impenitent heart could not relent; and now, if it could, it is too late. I am now paft out of the ocean of mercy, into the ocean of eternity; where I am fixed in the midst of endless misery, and thall never hear the voice of mercy more.

O dreadful eternity! O foul-confounding word ! An ocean indeed, to which this ocean is but as a drop; for in thee no foul shall see either bank or bottom. If I lie but one night under strong pains of body, how tedious doth that night seem! And how do I tell the clock, and wish for day! In the world I might have had life, and would not. And now, how fain would I have death, but cannot? How quick were my fins in execution ? And how long is their punishment in duration ? O! how shall I dwell with everlasting burnings? Oh that God would but vouchsafe one treaty more with me! But alas, all tenders and treaties are now at an end with me.

On earth peace, Luke ii. 13. but none in hell. O my foul! confider these things ; come, let us debate this matter seriously, before we launch out into this ocean.

The POEM.
THO from fome high-rais'd tower views the ground,
His heart doth tremble, and his head goes

round;
Even so my soul, whilft it doth view and think
On this eternity, upon whose brink
It borders, stands amazed, and doth cry,
Oboundless ! bottomless eternity!
The scourge of hell, whose very laih doth rend
The damned souls in twain: What never end?
The more thereon they ponder, think, and pore,
The more, poor wretches, still they howl and roar.
Ah! though more years in torments we should lies
Than sands are on the shores, or in the sky
Are twinkling stars; yet this gives some relief !
The hope of ending. Ah! but here's the grief!
A thousand

in torments past and gone,
Ten thousand more afresh are coming on;
And when these thousands all their course have run,
The end's no more than when it first begun.
Come then, my soul, let us discourse togecher
This weighty point, and tell me plainly whether
You for these short-liv'd joys, that come and go,
Will plunge yourself and me in endless woe.
Resolve the question quickly, do not dream
More time away. Lo, in an hafty stream

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We fwiftly pass, aod shortly we fall be
Ingulphed both in this eternity.

C H A P. II.
Within these smooth fac'd feas frange creatures crawl;
But in man's heart far franger than them all.

OBSERVATION.
IT was an unadvis:d saying of Plato, Mare nil memorabile

producit: the fea produceth nothing memorable. But furely there is much of the wisdom, power, and goodaess of God manifested in those inhabitants of the watery region : notwithftandiag the sea's azure and smiling face, strange creatures are bred in its womb. "O Lord, (laith David) how manifold are

thy works : In wisdom halt thou made them all; the earth * is full of thy riches. So is this great and wide sea, where"le are things creepiag inaumerable, both Imall and great " beatts," Pial. civ. 24, 25. And we read, Lam. iv. 3. of Sea-monsters, which draw ouC their breasts to their youog. Pliny and Purchas rell jacredible stories about them. About the tropic of Capricorn, our teamen meet with flying filhes, that have wings like a rere-moufe, but of a filver colour; they By ia flocks like stares. There are creatures of very strange forms and properties; some resembling a cow, called by the Spaniards, manater, by fome fupposed to be the lea-monter spoken of by Jeremy. In the rivers of Guiaca, Parchas faith, there are tillies that have four eyes, bearing two above, and two beneath the water, when they twin: both resembling a toad, and very poisonous. How straoge, both in shape and property, is the sword-fish and thresher, ebat fight with the whale : Even our own leas produce creatures of strange thapes, but the commonpels takes off the wonder.

APPLICATION. Thos doth the heart of mao naturally (warm and abound with strange and monstrous lusts and abominations, Rom. i. 29, 30, 31. "Being filled with all uprighteousness, foroication, " wickedness, covetoulaess, maliciousness, full of envy, mur" der, debate, deceit, malignity, whisperers, backbiters, hat. "ers of God, despiteful, proud, boallers, inventors of evil " things, disobedient to parents, without understanding, cove"Dant-breakers, without natural affection, implacable, uomer

O what a swarm is here ! and yet there are multitudes more, in the depths of the heart! And it is no wonder,

Vot. VI.

“ciful."

considering that with this nature, we received the spawn of the blackelt and vileft abominations. This original luit is productive of them all, Jam. i. 14, 15. which lutt, though it be ia every man, numerically, different from that of others, yet it is one and the same specifically, for fort and kiod, io all the chil. drce of Adam; even as the realonable loul, though every man hath his own soul, viz. a loul individually distinct from another man's, yet it is the lame for kicd in all men. So that whatever abominations are in the hearts and lives of the vileft sadomites, and most profligate wretches under heaven; there is the fame master in thy heart out of which they were thaped aod formed. In the depths of the heart they are conceived, and thence they crawl out of the cyes, haods, lips, and all the members, Matth. xv, 18, 19. " Those things (faith Christ) “ which proceed out of the mouth, come forth from the heart, " and defie a man. For out of the heart proceed cvit thoughts,

murders, adulteries, foroications, thefts, falte witnefs, blaf phemies :?" even fuch monsters, as would make a gracious

heart tremble to behold. • What are my lusis Puller's Medi- . (faith one) but fo many toads fpitting of ve. tations, p.1t. ' nom, and spawaing of poifon ; croakieg in my

judgment, creeping in my will, and crawling • joto my affections ?" The apostle io i Cor, v. v. tells us of a fin; “ not to be named;" fo monstrous, that pature itself Hartles at it: even such monsters are generated in the depths of the heart. Wheace come evils ? was a question that much puzzled the philolophers of old. Now here you may fee whence they come, and where they are begotten. 1

REFLECTIO N. Aad are there such strange abomioations in the heart of mans Thçe how is he degenerated from his primitive perfection and glory! His alreams were once as clear as crystal, and the fountain of the pure, there was no unclean creature moving in them. What a Hately fabric was the foul at first! And what holy inhabitants poffcffed the several rooms thereof! But now, as God speaks of Idumea, Ifa. xxxiv. 11. '“ The line of con“ fusion is ftretched out upon it, and the stones of empriness. " The cormorapt and bittern possess it; the owl and the raven 4 dwell in it.” Yea, as Ifa. xiii. 21, 22. “ The wild bealls of * the defart lie there ; it is full of doleful creatures, the fa

tyrs dance in it, and dragons cry in those fometimes pleafar " places.” O fad change l how fadly may we look back 10wards our first state ! and take up the words of Job,

“ O that "! I were as in months paft, as in the daz: of my youth; when

is the Almighty was yet with me, when I put op righteous* ness, and it cloathed me, when my glory was fresh in me, ** Job. xxix. 2, 4, 5.

Again, think, O my soul, what a miserable condition the ubregenerate abide in ! Thus swarmed and over run with hellith lufts, under the dominion and vastalage of divers lufts, Tit. iii. 3. What a tumultuous sea is such a soul: how do these lufts rage within them! how do they contest and scuffle for the throne! and usually take it by turns: for as all discales are contrary to health, yet some contrary to each other, so are lufts. Heace poor creatures are hurried on to different kinds of fevitude, according to the nature of that imperious lust that is in the throne; and, like the lunatic, Matth. xvii. are sometimes calt into the water, and sometimes into the fire.

Well might the prophet say, “The wicked is like a troubled sea that cannot

rest,” lsa. vii. 20. They have so peace now in the service of fin, and less shall they have hereafter, when they receive the wages of fio. “ There is no peace to the wicked, faith my God." They indeed cry Peace, peace; but my God doth not fay fo. The last issue and result of this is eternal death; no fooder it is delivered of its deceitful pleasures, but preseptly it falls in travail again, and brings forth death, Jam. i. 15.

Once more : and is the heart such a sea, abounding with mopstrous abominations ? Then ftand astonished, O my soul, at that free-grace which hath delivered thee from fo fad a condition; O fall down, and kiss the tect of mercy that moved fo freely and seasonably to thy rescue? Let my heart be enlarged abundantly here. Lord, what am I, that I thould be taken, and others left? Reflect, O my foul, upon the conceptions and births of lusts in the days of vanity, which thou now blurhest to own.

O what black imaginations, hellith desires, vile affections, are lodged there! Who made me to differ? or, how camel to be thus wonderfully separated ? Surely, it is by thy free grace, and bothing else, that I am what I am; and by that grace I have escaped fro miue own astonishment) the corruption that is in the world through lust. O that ever the holy God Ahould let his eyes on such an one; or calt a look of love towards me, io whom were legions of uacleao lusts and abominations.

The ÞO E M. MY foul's the sea, wherein, from day to day,

Sids like Leviathans do sport and play. Great master lysts, with all the lesser fry, Tbereio increase, and strangely multiply.

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Yet strange it is not, lim so fast should breed,
Since with this aature I receiv'd the feed
And spawn of ev'ry species, which was shed
loto its caverns firit, then pourished
By its own dative warmth; which like the sua
Hath quickened them, and now abroad they come;
And like the frogs of Egypt creep and crawl
Jato the clofest rooms withio

my

foul.
My fancy swarms, for there they frisk and play,
lo dreams by night, and foolish toys by day.
My judgments clouded by them, and my will
Perverted, every corner they do fill.
As locofts seize on all that's fresh and green,
Uacloath the beauteous spring, and make it seem
Like drooping autumo ; fo my foul, that first
As Edea seem'd, pow's like a grouod that's curft.
Lord purge my streams, and kill thofe lusts that lie.
Within them; if they do not, I must die.

CHAP. IV.

Seas purge themselves, and cast their filth ashore,
But graceless fouls retain, and fuck in more.

OBSERV A TI O N.
SEAS are in a continual motion and agitation, they have

their Aux and reflux, by which they are kept from putrefaction : like a fountain it cleanses itself, Ifa. Ivii. 20. “ Dot rett, but cafts up mire and dirt;" whereas fakes and poods, whose waters are standing, and dead, corrupt and slink. And

it is observed by seamca, that io the southern parts of the world, where the lea is more calm and settled, it is more corrupt and unfit for use ; to is the sea of Sodum called, the

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dead fea.

APPLICATION. Thus do regenerate fouls purify themselves, and work out corruption that defiles them, they cannot fuffer it to settle there, 1 Joho iii. 3. “ He purifieih himself, even as he is pure. " Keepeth himself, that the wicked one toucheth him noi," 1 John v. 18. fcil. tanéto qualitative, with a qualitative touch, as the loadstone toucheth iron, leaving an impression of its Da. ture behiod it. They are doves delighting in cleanbefs, Ma. xxxi i. 15. “ He despiseth the gain of oppression, he shaketh his “ hands from holding of bribes, stoppeih his ears from hearing “ blood, and Mutteth his eyes from leving evil.” See how all

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