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IF you place a Load∣stone in a round woodden vessell, as a Mariner in a boat, so that it may freely float here and there at plea∣sure upon the surface of the water in a tunnell, or any large vessell, it will forthwith often∣times turn it selfe round
about together with the vessell, nor will it rest, untill it hath lookt just toward both the Celestiall Poles; from which, if you remove it with force of hands, it will whirle about, as in a circle, with reitera∣ted turnings, nor will it put an end to this trem∣bling motion, untill it hath found againe the same Poles; the like you may see in a Needle toucht with the Load∣stone, which if you shake off from the polar points, will flye about unquietly thorow the severall corners of the Compasse, and of the world; nor will it stand
toward the Poles with∣out some kind of trem∣bling before. God hath put the same condition upon our soules, after that by sinning we have broken away from him, then as Exiles with Cain we wander up & down, here and there, wee are tost with troublesome removals in the land of Nod, that is to say, of disquietnesse; wee passe away our time unprofit∣ably, wee build, wee pluck downe; wee are inconstant, like sick men, wee tumble in our beds on everie side; or, as Salomon, wee vex our spirits with innumera∣ble vanities, not know∣ing
whither to turne our selves, untill at length being perfectly taught, by the Dove-like spirit, we return to the Arkof Noah, that is to say, of rest, wee cast our selves downe trembling, with the Jaylor, at the feet of our Ministers, and learne the song of Da∣vid? Why doest thou cast downe thy self, why doest thou trouble thy selfe, my poore, wan∣dring, wretch••d soule? why doest thou mur∣mur? why art thou so disquieted within me? put thy trust in God, cast thy burden upon thy Saviour, take his light burthen upon thy
shoulders, and thou shalt find everlasting rest:
Per motus varios, & per discrimina mille, Tendimus in requiem, quo mens lassata quiescat, Hanc solam praestat Christus, pax unica nobis, Sola quies alibi, nullam sperare quietem, Pax alibi bellmm est, pacem te poscimus omnes Omnem qui captum superas, & mentis acumen.
Through divers troubles, and through dangers, we Do aime at rest, where soules at quiet be; Our onely peace, our Christ gives only this, 'Tis quietnesse to seeke no other blisse, Else peace is war, we seeke for peace, and it, Which passeth all capacitie and wit.