Repentance and Confession being de∣livered from our sins, wee are fervent for the first week after, the second we grow tepid, and the third wax wholly cold; insomuch, as losing all spirit, we become dead againe. O men, more changeable than the Moon, who not onely every moneth, but every week, nay often every day have their increase, waine, excesses, and defects! How many tides doe dayly ebbe and flow within the Euripus of a narrow breast? How often from fruitfull O∣lives doe we degenerate into wild and savage plants? O volubility, O incon∣stancy of ours, more variable than fortune it selfe, which when it ceaseth to be good, onely by degrees, at least becommeth bad. Impius facit opus in∣stabile, The worke of the impious is unconstant and wavering.
But on the contrary, the pathes of the just are like a resplendant light, Procedit, & crescit usque ad perfectum diem, which gains of the skie encreases to a perfect day. The Predestinate have such a horror from any sin, as they wholly break of all commerce with it, thy know how dangerous a thing it is, to dally in this manner with Almigh∣ty God, to repent us of one sin to day, and to morrow to commit others, to