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O Deare and Immortall God! I thy abiects crea∣ture haue so highly of∣fended thy Deitie, Essence, and Glory, in prophaning thy Name, abusing thy Blessings, and slight∣ing thy Sufferings, that I dare claime no priuiledge by thy death, no comfort in thy promises, nor no fauour from thy mercies: but the rigour of punishment, the wrath of iustice, and reward of the damned. O miserie of all mi∣series what haue I lost! thy Glory
that made mee, thy Sonne that dyed for mee, and thy Spirit that sanctified me. Is there a creature from Adam so wretched? was there a child conceiued from Euab more miserable? then I that haue lost the ioyes of heauen, and pur∣chast the fire of hell. O my birth life and death, I am wrapt in sor∣row, hauing small hope but in dis∣pairing, no comfort but in grie∣uing, nor any ioy but in lamen∣ting. O thou false heart and cursed senses, why were yee made to bring my soule in torture, and your selues in torment, to denie them will not auaile you, to ex∣pect pardon is vnpossible, to con∣fesse them will hardly mitigate them. O then deare Sauiour, see∣ing
I haue brought my selfe by sinfull presumption, to perma∣••ent perdition: yet let mee beg at thy hands the agony of indiuidu∣all sorrow, which thou ordainest for the damned; that if then the spectacle of my deserued maladie cannot dissolue thy iustice into mercy, yet may mitigate my end∣lesse misery, and not die like a stu∣pid dog void of sence, knowing thou madest me the image of thy Creature.