[ 1053] Custom of sin, no excuse for the committing of sin.
IT is said of a prisoner,* 1.1 that standing at the Bar indicted for Fellony, was asked by the Judge, what he could say for himself. Truly, my Lord, saies he, I did mean no hurt when I stole; it is an evill custom that I have gotten, I have been used to it ever since I knew any thing. Why then, saies the Judge, if it be thy custom to steal, it is my custom to hang up thieves. So, if it be any mans custom to swear upon every sleight occasion,* 1.2 it is Gods custom not to hold them guiltlesse, that take his Name in vain: Is it any mans custom to whore and be drunk? it is Gods custom to judge them. Whatsoever the sin be, there's no pleading of custom to excuse it, as that they meant no harm, it was against their will &c. All the fig-leaves that can be ga∣thered, and sewed never so close, will not hide their nakednesse from the eyes of Heaven▪ God will certainly bring them to judgment.