mid'st of 2 extreames, the one of being defiled with the pol∣lution
of other Churches, the other of renouncing the Chur∣ches
for the remnant of Pollutions.
This moderation he (with ingenuous moderation) profes∣seth
he sees no cause to repent of, &c.
Ans. With the Lords gracious assistance we shall prove this
middle walking to be no lesse then halting, for which we shall
shew cause of repentance, beseeching him that is a Prince and
a Saviour to give repentance unto his Israel, Acts 5 3.
First Mr. Cotton himselfe confesseth, that no Nationall, Pro∣vinciall,
Diocesan, or Parish Church (wherin some truly god∣ly
are not) are true Churches. Secondly, he practiseth no
Church estate, but such as is constituted only of godly per∣sons,
nor admitteth any unregenerate or ungodly person.
Thirdly, he confesseth a Church of Christ cannot be consti∣tuted
of such godly persons, who are in bondage to the inor∣dinate
love of the world. Fourthly, if a Church consist of
such, Gods people ought to separate from them.
Upon these his owne confessions, I earnestly beseech Mr.
Cotton and all that feare God to ponder how he can say he
walks with an even foot between 2 extreams, when according
to his own confession, Nationall Churches, Parish Churches,
yea a Church constituted of godly persons given to inordinate
love of the world are false and to be separated from: and yet
he will not have the Parish Church to be separated from, for
the remnant of pollution (I conceive he meaneth ceremonies
& Bishops) notwithstanding that he also acknowledgeth, that
the generality of every Parish in England consisteth of unrege∣nerate
persons, and of thousands inbondaged, not only to
worldlines, but also ignorance, superstition, scoffing swearing,
cursing, whoredome drunkennesse, theft, lying. What are 2.
or 3. or more of regenerate and godly persons in such commu∣nions,
but as 2 or 3 Roses or Lillies in a wildernesse? a few
grains of good corne in a heap of chaffe? a few sheep among
heards of Wolves or Swine, or (if more civill) flocks of Goats?
a little good dough swallowed up with a whole bushell of lea∣ven?
or a little precious gold confounded and mingled with a
whole heap of drosse? The Searcher of all Hearts knowes I
write not this to reproach any, knowing that my selfe am by
nature a child of wrath, and that the father of mercies shews mercy