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CAP. XVI.
Of Faith in Jesus. How imperfectly, or obscurely it is commonly expressed, to the great danger of Christian Pilgrims. What the true notion of it is, which can∣not deceive us.
AND truly herein he was not mistaken, for though he spoke these last words with an accent very sharp, yet the Pilgrim hath often since said, that he thought his heart made a shriller Eccho, and bade him, Follow Jesus. It is not in the compass of my power to relate the contentment which the poor man took in this discourse. He felt rather an excessive joy, than a bare satisfaction, which gave many indications of it self, though it could not be expressed. But the first words, as I remember, which he uttered, when the other made a little stop, was this vehement exclama∣tion. Oh Sir, how happily have you undeceived me! I have thought sometimes, that the way to Jerusalem lay most of all through Churches; and that a Pilgrim had little else to do but only to hear Sermons very oft, and read good Books, and make many prayers; and that in these the very life of Religion did consist. Nay, I have been perswaded to think that he had no other task but only to Believe on Jesus, and that he would take care to carry him to Jerusalem. But thanks be to God and you, I have now heard another lesson, which I will study to learn my whole life. I find my self already so much in love with Jesus, that I believe I shall carefully mark every step of his holy feet, of which he hath left us any print; and indeavour to tread