to write. The sick man answered, My soul is Gods, and all my sins are nailed to the crosse of Christ. But if thou desire to set down my sins, write thus, All our righteousnesses are as a filthy rag, &c. The devil set down that, and bad him say on: He did: But thou, Lord, hast promised, for thine own sake to blot out our iniquities, and to make our searlet sins white as snow. The devil passed by those words, and was earnest with him to goe on in his former argument. The sick man said with great 〈◊〉〈◊〉, The sonne of God appeared to destroy the works of the devil. With that the devil vanished, and the sick man de∣parted.
If thou be the Son of God, cast thy self, &c.]
This is the devils Lo∣gick, to argue from 〈◊〉〈◊〉 to liberty, to doe wickedly with both hands earnestly. Wheras the Heathen could say; In maxima libertate minima licentia. And the Father, Ideò deteriores sumus, quia meliores esse debemus: Therefore are we worse, because we ought to be bet∣ter. Remember but this, that 〈◊〉〈◊〉 art sonne to a King (said one to Antigonus) and that will 〈◊〉〈◊〉 thee from base courses. Take thou those spoils to thy self (said Themistocles to his friend that followed him) 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, for thou art not Themi∣stocles, as I am: they are poor things, farre below me. Shall such a man as I flee? Shall I doe any thing to the dishonour of my heavenly father? and therefore sin, because grace hath abounded? That is not the guise of any of Gods children. They walk honest∣ly, bravely, gallantly, worthy of God, who hath done so great things for them. The more 〈◊〉〈◊〉, the more engagements. Scipio, when a harlot was offered unto him, said, Vellem, si non essem Imperator. It was an aggravation of 〈◊〉〈◊〉 fall of Solomon, that God had appeared unto him twice; and of Saul, That he fell, as if he had not been anointed: So it is of any of Gods Saints, to sin, as if they had not been adopted.
Cast thy self down.]
Here our Saviour is tempted to self-mur∣der, by an old man-slater. And when Moses, Elias, Jonas, and others of the best sort of Saints were in a fit of discontent, and grew weary of their lives, wishing for death, Divines doubt not but Satan gave a push at them with his ten horns, to dispatch, and ease 〈◊〉〈◊〉 of the present trouble, by cutting off their own daies. A dangerous and hideous temptation; yet such as may be all the best, and few scape it that live out their time. But in all the book of God, we read not of