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The Thirteenth SERMON. (Book 13)
PHILIPP. III. 10, 11.That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conforma∣ble unto his death; If by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead.
THat I may know him, carrieth but an imperfect sense, and sendeth us back to that which goeth before: Where we shall find our blessed Apostle at his holy Arithmetick, at a strict computation, ad digitos & calculos cogentem, casting up his accounts as it were at his fingers ends. He beginneth with Circumcision, ver. 2. proceedeth to the Law, ver. 5. riseth up to the Righteousness which is in the Law, ver. 6. He ta∣keth in his Stock, his Tribe, his Sect, his Zele, his unblameable Course of life. And that his Audite may be exact, ver. 8. he bringeth in 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, all things. These be the Particulars. But what is the Sum? Circumcision, the Law, Zele, Righteousness, All things, a large account; and, which is strange, the sum is Nothing. And will Nothing make a sum? Though it cannot, yet better Nothing then be at loss. But our Accountant here, S. Paul, when he hath reckoned all, sitteth down a loser. For you see his Particulars are many, but his Sum is Nothing; and, which is worse then Nothing, Loss; and lower yet, but Dung, ver. 8. the most unsavoury loss. 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉 is 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, Circumcision is concision; and the teachers of it, dogs, ver. 2. that will not onely bark but bite; evil workers, that work to pull down, and build to ruine. His confidence in the flesh he castest away: his privileges disenable him: his zele is madness: the Law, and the righteousness thereby, oh! he is ashamed of it. He will by no means be found in it, ver. 9. His gain is loss; all things, but dung, 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, garbage and filth to be thrown to dogs, ver. 8. Obsecro, expone te paululum, saith the Father; Good Apostle, what paradoxes, what riddles are these? Unfold thy self. What? Circumcision, Nothing? Thy self bledst under the knife. The Law, Nothing? Why, it was just, and true, and holy, and good. And Righteous∣ness, the very name is pretious. Expone te paululum. We are in a cloud, and besieged with darkness: we cannot believe S. Paul himself without an exposition. Verily a strange contemplation it is: and we may at first conceive S. Paul now to have been, not in the third heaven, but in a cloud. Every step is in darkness, every word a mystery. But yet fol∣low him to ver. 8. and some day appeareth; the day-spring from on high