[ CXXVIII] No peace to the wicked.
THere is no peace unto the wicked, saith my God,* 1.1 Esa. 57. He compares them to the Sea, still raging and foaming, casting out their own shame: And Solomon, un∣to vanity, adds vexation of spirit. It may be seen in the particular case of all wicked men, that surely they have no rest; no rest, ab intra, they never can light on that which doth sistere appetitum;* 1.2 which makes them range in their desires, in their endeavours, never finding where to settle: and ab extra too, they are unquiet; for, the whirlwind of God drives them like chaff, and like a floud it drives them down the stream. And indeed, how should they be quiet, that are compared to the Sea, which when there is no storm, cannot stand still, but hath his flux and reflux? and no wonder, for it is the subject of the Moon, than which, nothing is more changeable: A fit emblem of the World, upon which, whosoever dependeth, cannot be stable, when the world it self is so unstedfast. And such is a wicked man too, un∣stable, uncertain, disquieted, distracted in all his waies.