opportunities. Such an Heaven is worth striving to obtain; such an Hell is worth striving to escape; such an invaluable Soul is worth striving to save.
I confess Heaven is not the purchace or reward of your striving! No Soul shall boastingly say there, Is not this the Glory which my duties and diligence purchased for me? And yet on the other side it is as true, that without striving you shall never set foot there. Say not, it depends upon the pleasure of God, and not upon your diligence; for it is his declared will and pleasure to bring men to Glory in the way, though not for the sake of their own striving: as in the works of your civil Calling, you know all the care, toil, and sweat of the Husbandman avails nothing of it self, except the Sun and Rain quicken and ripen the Fruits of the Earth; and yet no wise man will neglect plowing and harrowing, sowing and weeding, because these labours avail not without the influences of Heaven; but waits for them in the way of his duty and diligence: rational hope sets all the world a∣work. Do they plow in hope, and sow in hope, and will not you pray in hope, and hear in hope? You that know your Souls to be hitherto strangers to Christ, and the regene∣rating work of the Spirit; how is it, that you take them not aside sometimes out of the distracting noise and hurries of the world, and thus bemoan them?
O my poor, graceless, Christless, miserable Soul, how sad a case art thou in! others have, but thou never feltest the burden of sin; thousands in the World are striving and labouring, searching and praying to make their Calling and Election sure: whilst thou sittest still with folded hands in a supine regardlesness of the mi∣sery that is hastening on upon thee. Canst thou endure the de∣vouring wrath of God? Canst thou dwell with everlasting burn∣ings? Hast thou fancied a tolerable Hell? Or is it easie to pe∣rish? Why dost thou not cast thy self at the feet of Christ, and cry as long as breath will last, Lord, pity a sinful, miserable, un∣done, and self-condemning Soul? Lord, smite this rockie heart, subdue this stubborn will, heal and save an undone Soul ready to perish. The characters of death are upon it, it must be changed or condemned, and that in a little time. Bowels of pity, hear the cry of a Soul distressed, and ready to perish.
And you that do not understand the case and slate your