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SERM. I. Art thou then proud of Knowledge ?

Alas! the dim light of human Reason looks
feeble and languid at the first Thought and
Contemplation of that Father of Lights, in
whom there is no Darkness at all. Doft
thou pride thyself upon thy Power ? All
the little Grandeur we can boast, is loft in
the Confideration of that only Potentate,
who dwelleth in Ligbt which no one can
approach to. Art thou elate upon the ac-
count of an ample Fortune? Consider him
to whom the whole world belongs, and all
that is therein; who wanting nothing him-
felf, fupplies the Wants of every other Be-
ing. All human Pride shrinks into nothing,
when we contemplate that great Being, wko
is All in All. And the Man, who is pof-
fest with just Notions of an all-perfect God,
will never make a God of any thing else,
much less of himself.

Doft thou value thyself upon popular
Applause, and a great Name? Think how
many that have made a diftinguished Fi-
gure in the World, are dead and unre.
garded, as if they never had been ; their
Deaths unlamented, their Vacancy filled
up, their Persons missed no more, than
a Drop of Water, when taken from the


whole Ocean. And is it worth our while SERM. İ. to strive to please a vain fantastic World, which will soon disregard us, and think itself full as well without us; instead of laying out our Endeavours to please that Almighty Being, whose inexhaustable Powe er and Goodness will make his Servants happy to all Eternity? How ridiculous are all our Aims; except this be the grand Aim, in which all the reft center ! A Man, for Instance, makes it his Business to ensure to himself a Name after Death ; that is, to save four or five Letters (for what is a Name besides ?) from Oblivion ; and yet shall be neglectful of securing immortal Happiness : He shall be 'fond of an ima. ginary Life after Death ; and yet make no Provision for that real Life, which is to last for ever and ever; solicitous to have bis Name written and preserved in any Book, but in that Book, where it will only be of Service to him, the Book of Life. Ó Virtue! when this solemn Pageantry of earthly Grandeur shall be no more, when all Distinctions, but moral and religious, , Tall vanish; when this Earth shall be difsolved, when the Moon shall be no more a Light by Night, nor the Sun by Day ;


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Serm. I. thou shalt still survive thy Votary's immor

tal Friend, thou shalt appear, like thy great
Author, in perfect Beauty; thy Lustre un-
diminished, and thy Glory unperishable.

Let him therefore that glorieth, glory in
the Lord. He alone, who gave

and upholds all the Powers of Soul and Body, he alone deferveth the Glory of them. As we are Creatures, the Work of God's Hands, we have nothing to glory of : But as we are Sinners, and, in that respect, the Work of our own Hands, we have much to be ashamed of. We then give the greatest Proof to God of our Worthiness, when we have a deep Sense, and make an humble Confeffion, of our own Unworthiness.

To God therefore, and to Him only,

Be afcribed, as is most due, all
Might, &c.


On the Advantages of Affliction.

Being a Sermon occasioned by the Death

of Mr. Burton, of Montpelier-Row, in Twickenham.

Preached in Twickenham-Chapel, on Mid

lent Sunday, 1742 ; and published at the Request of the Audience.

When I am in Heaviness, I will think

upon God.

HE whole Pfalm is written with Serm. II. a very beautiful Spirit of Poetry;

and if we consider it merely as an human Compofition, may justly challenge our highest Admiration. In the former Part, the Psalmist vents an Heart overcharged with Grief, and writes with the deepest Emotions of Sorrow. In the Day VOL. II, D


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Serm. II.of my Trouble I fought the Lord, my Sore

ran in the Night and ceased not, my Soul refused to be comforted. And again, at the seventh Verse, Will the Lord absent himself for ever, and will be be no more favourable ? Hath God forgotten to be gracious ? Hath be in Anger shut up his tender Mercies? Thus does he discharge the Fulness of his Soul ; 'till, by a very natural, and yet very surprising Transition, from a Rehearsal of his own Woes, he passes on to celebrate the marvellous Acts of God. For, to relieve himself under the Pressure of his present Afictions, he has Recourse to the former Mercies, which God had vouchfafed to the Israelites. Surely I will rem member thy Wonders of old. This ushers in those sublime Flights of Poetry, which are peculiar to the Genius of the Eaftern Nations. The Waters Jaw Thee, O God; the Waters. Saw Thee : They were afraid: The Depths also were troubled, &c. Then, to represent the Unsearchableness of God, he compares him, by a very beautiful Allusion, to a Being walking upon the Waters, the Traces of whose Feet could not therefore be discovered : Thy Way is in the Sea, and thy Paths in the great Waters, and thy Footsteps are not known.


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