A pretious booke of heauenlie meditations, called a priuate talke of the soule with God which who so zealouslie wil vse and pervse, shal feele in his mind an vnspeakable sweetenes of the euerlasting happines: written (as some thinke) by that reuerend, and religious Father S. Augustine; and not translated onlie, but purified also, and with most ample, and necessarie sentences of holie Scripture adorned, by Thomas Rogers.

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A pretious booke of heauenlie meditations, called a priuate talke of the soule with God which who so zealouslie wil vse and pervse, shal feele in his mind an vnspeakable sweetenes of the euerlasting happines: written (as some thinke) by that reuerend, and religious Father S. Augustine; and not translated onlie, but purified also, and with most ample, and necessarie sentences of holie Scripture adorned, by Thomas Rogers.
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"A pretious booke of heauenlie meditations, called a priuate talke of the soule with God which who so zealouslie wil vse and pervse, shal feele in his mind an vnspeakable sweetenes of the euerlasting happines: written (as some thinke) by that reuerend, and religious Father S. Augustine; and not translated onlie, but purified also, and with most ample, and necessarie sentences of holie Scripture adorned, by Thomas Rogers." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A22983.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 2, 2024.

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Chap. II.

The hope of a Christian must be cast vpon God.

ANd I thy creaturea, wil trust in the sha∣dow of thy wings, b, euen in thy mer∣cie whereby thou didst create me.

Helpe thy creature, whome of thy mercy thou hast created; let me not perish through my sinne, whome of thy goodnes thou hast facioned; neither be confounded in my miserie, whome of thy clemencie thou hast made.

For what profit is in creating mee, if I go downe into mine owne corruption? what? hast thou, ô God, created the sonnes of men in vainec?

Thou hast created meed, ô

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Lord, gouerne that which thou hast created. Despise not, ô God, ye workes of thine handse.

Of nothing thou didst create mef, and doubtles do not thou Lorde direct mee, I shal come againe to nothing.

For as I was not sometime, and thou didest make me of no∣thingg: so Lord, if thou do not gouerne me, I shal returne to nothing in my selfe.

Help me, ô Lordh my lifei, lest I perish in my wickednesk.

O Lord, hadst not thou crea∣ted me, I had not bin at al: but because thou hast created me, I am. And yet am I nothing, if thou guide mee not. For no grace neither goodnes of mine compelled thee to create me, but euen thine owne most fa∣uorable goodnes, and mercie.

O Lord my God1, let that

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loue which compelled thee to make me, compel thee also to gouerne me. For to what end did thy loue compel thee to make me, if I perish in my wic∣kednesm, and am not guided by thy right handn?

Let that mercie of thine, ô Lord my Godo, compel thee to saue that which is created, that compelled thee to create that which was not. Let that loue winne thee to saue, which wanne thee to create. For it is no lesse now than it was; for so much as thou art louep, who art alwaies the sameq.

For thine hand is not short∣nedr that it cannot saues; nei∣ther is thine eare heauie, that it cannot heare. But my sinnes haue separated betweene mee and thee; betweene darkenes; and lightt; betweene the image

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of death, and lifeu; betweene falsehood and truthx; betwene this vanishing state of miney, and thine eternitiez.

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