Chap. II. (Book 2)
Sect. 1. The Author's Profession of his own Repentance.
§ 1. HE is unfit to profess himself to be called of God, to call others to Repentance, who is Impenitent himself. And what Man hath a louder Call to Repent from God and Man than I my Self? And should I not be truly willing to know my Sin that I may Repent of it, and to confess it, bewail it, and forsake it when I know it; Conscience would tell me that hereby I should aggravate it, beyond all just excuse. Alas, it hath not been so sweet, so profitable, or friendly to me, that I should take its part, or be loth to leave it. It hath been worse to me every day of my Life, than all the Enemies that ever I had in the World: And since God taught me effectually to know what Sin is, and what God, and Christ, and Grace, and the Hope of Heaven is, and to know my Self, all the Sufferings that ever I have had from Men, from Malice, from Envy, from Persecutors, from Slanderers, have been next to nothing to me, in comparison of what in Soul and Body, I suffer daily for and by my Self and Sin.
§ 2. Therefore I humbly and earnestly beg of that God that is the Hater of Sin and the Father of Lights, that he will not deny me that illuminating convincing Grace, which is needful to make me know the truth of my own Condition, nor that uprightness and tenderness of Heart, which is necessary to my true Humiliation, and that I may not forbear any true Confession, which is necessary to my exercise of Re∣pentance, and to my Forgiveness.
It is no time for me to deny or extenuate my Sin, when I am waiting daily in pain and languishing for my final Doom, at my approaching Change, when I shall quit this transitory World, and all its Vanities for ever. If I knew nothing (of dangerous and doubtful Consequence) by my Self, yet am I not thereby justified: And how small a matter should it be to me, to be judged and acquit or praised by Men; when there is one that Judgeth me (by the final Sentence) even the Lord. The false applause and praise of Men (the miserable Hypocrites reward) ad∣deth no Joy to those in Heaven, nor abateth the Misery of those in Hell. Whether they praise or dispraise me, they are all Dying as well as I, and in that day their thoughts perish: And who that seeth a Skull cast up, doth much care what that Man thought of him while he was alive.