and acquainted thee betimes with the trade of thy life. I know the best are but negligent loyterers, and spend not their time ac∣cording to its worth; but yet he that hath an hundred yeers time, and looseth it all, lives not so long as he that hath but twenty, and bestows it well. Its too soon to go to Hell at an hundred yeers old, and not too soon to go to Heaven at twenty. The means are to be valued in reference to their end: Thats the best means, which speediliest and surest obtaineth the end. He that hath en∣joyed most of the ends of life, hath had the best life, and not he that hath lived longest. You that are acquainted with the life of Grace▪ what if you live but twenty or thirty yeers? would you change it for a thousand yeers of wickedness? God might have let you have lived like the ungodly world, and then you would have had cause to be afraid of dying. We have lived in a place and time of light; in Europe, not in Asia, Africa or America; in England, not in Spain or Italy; in the Age when Knowledg doth most abound, and not in our forefathers days of darkness; we have lived among Bibles, Sermons, Books, and Christians. As one Ac••e of fruitful soyl, is better then many of barren Commons; as the possession of a Kingdom for one yeer, is better then a lease of a Cottage for twenty; so twenty or thirty yeers living in such a place, or age, as we, is better then Methuselahs age, in the case of most of the world besides. And shall we not then be contented with our proportion? If we who are Ministers of the Gospel, have seen abundant fruit of our labors; if God hath blessed our labors in seven yeers▪ more then some others in twenty or thirty; if God have made us the happy, (though unworthy) means, of converting and saving more souls at a Sermon, then some better men in all their lives; what cause have we to complain of the shortness of our time in the work of God? would unprofitable, unsuccessful preaching have been comfortable? will it do us good to labor to little purpose, so we may but labor long? If our desires of living, are for the service of the Church, as our deceitful hearts are still pretending, then 〈◊〉〈◊〉 if God honor us to do the more service, though in the lesser time, we have our desire. God will have each to have his share; when we have had ours, let us rest contented. Perswade then thy backward soul to its duty, and argue down these dreadful thoughts: Unworthy wretch! Hath thy Father allowed thee so large a part, and caused thy lot to fall