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CHAP. XXII. A mournful Exclamation and lamentable Moan to God for the small Company of Souls that arrive at Perfection, the Lo∣ving Union and the Divine Transfor∣mation.
216. O Divine Majesty, in whose presence the Pillars of Heaven do quake and tremble! O thou Goodness, more than infinite, in whose love the Seraphins burn! give me leave, O Lord, to lament our blindness and in∣gratitude. We all live in mistakes, seeking the foolish world and forsaking thee, who art our God. We all forsake thee, the Fountain of Living Waters, for the stinking dirt of the world.
217. O we children of men, how long shall we follow after lying and vanity? Who is it that hath thus deceived us, that we should for∣sake God our greatest good? Who is it that speaks the most truth to us? Who is it that loves us most? Who defends us most? Who is it that doth more to shew himself a Friend, who more tender to shew himself a Spouse, and more good to be a Father? that our blindness should be so great that we should all forsake this greatest and infinite goodness.