Meditation.
O My Soule, recollect thy selfe! hast thou thirsted
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O My Soule, recollect thy selfe! hast thou thirsted
after thy Saviour? Hast thou followed him in the sweet smell of his savor? Hast thou left thy thirst after gold, pos∣sessions, honours, beauty? Hast thou tenderd to him thy sole and soveraigne dutie? Hast thou onely relyed on his providence? Rested in his goodnesse? Feare not, so thou faile not: Thou shalt be ranked, where the Saints are onely numbred, by an happy arrivall in the land of righteousnesse; which hee give thee, who gave himselfe for thee.