Letter. It is shut up in an outward, narrow form, and
measure; it hath not its root in it self; it grows old, it
darkens, withers, and dies away. But the Spirit is a
Fountain, and as a Fountain hath a Five-fold Newness; of
Life, of Lustre, of Purity, of Variety, of Immortality.
But here now, although it may seem to be a digres∣sion
from my present scope, yet give me leave by the
way to interpose a Caution very proper for this discourse
of the Letter, and the Spirit; which is, that you mi∣stake
not the Ryot, Excess, and Inordinacy of the flesh,
for the Newness, Freedom, aud Extraordinariness of the
Spirit. To assist you in this Caution, take this Distinction
between the Novelties, and Extravagancies of the flesh;
and the Newness, and Extraordinariness of the Spirit.
First: There is a Newness in which there is somthing
unchangable, an inward Principle, a hidden Nature, a
Life, a Rellish, which is ever the same; however, the
outward operations and manifestations vary. The Life
of the Spirit is as a Tree. The Tree is new in the Spring,
the Summer, the Autumn; having for every Season, its
fresh puttings forth of Leaves, Blossoms, Fruit, ripe Fruit.
Yet the Tree is still the same, hath the same Root, Sap,
and Nature.
Secondly: There is a Newness, where all things are
changed, not only the outward puttings forth, but the
most inward Principle, where there abides nothing of
the savor. This is like that change, where the Rod of
Moses being cast upon the ground, was made a real Ser∣pent,
and the Dust of Egypt being cast up into the Air, be∣came
living Lice.
Now, as they say in Phylosophy, Species, et Essentiae re∣rum
sunt sempiternae, et immobiles: The Essences, and Kinds of
things, are ever the same; however, there be an Infinitness