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were hopelessly condemned to a perpetual darkness, and were doomed to dwell under a cloud of endless sorrow. The Almighty will find a time to have mercy upon his poor Church; and to clear up his countenance towards his chosen ones: wiping all tears from their eyes, and all spots from their faces; and answering the holy desires of their hearts, in shewing them his Sion in her perfect beauty. Could we but weep soundly, he would smile upon us, and comfortably shine upon his sanctuary, and make the place of his feet glorious, even an eternal excellency, the joy of many generations.

Indeed, for the present, O our God, thou hast removed our souls far from peace; thou hast most justly filled us with thine indignation: for we have deserved that thou shouldest pour our iniquities upon us; and shouldest bring upon us the fruits of our own thoughts, and measure our works into our bosoms; and cause us to drink at thy hand the cup of thy fury, yea, even to have the dregs of the cup of trembling, to be wrung out to us: for we have walked every one after the imagination of his own evil heart. Our transgressions are with us, and are multiplied before thee: and, though we have professed to be humbled under thy mighty hand, we have not cried to thee in our hearts, when we howled upon our beds; neither have we loathed ourselves in our own sight, for the evils that we have committed: so as we do now justly lie down in our shame, and our confusion covereth us; willingly acknowledging, that our iniquities have most deservedly turned away thy blessings from us, and drawn thy judgments upon our heads. But, O Lord, hast thou so smitten us, that there is no healing for us? Have we put ourselves utterly out of the reach of thy boundless mercies? Art not thou the God that retainest not thine anger for ever, because thou delightest in mercy? Oh, why shouldest thou then be to us as a mighty man that cannot save? O thou, the hope of Israel, and the Saviour thereof in time of trouble, return, return to thy people in the tender bowels of thine infinite pity and compassion. Humble our souls thoroughly, under the sense of our many backslidings and grievous provocations of the eyes of thy glory. Oh, strike thou our heart with an unfeigned repentance of all our evil ways; and, once again, speak peace unto thy servants. Was there ever a more stiff-necked and rebellious people, O Lord, than thine Israel? more eminent in abused mercies? more notorious in all kinds of abominable wickedness? more exercised with variety of judgments? yet, when they cried to thee in their distress, thou wert still ready to hear and deliver them; and to renew thy so often-forfeited blessings upon them; and wouldest not let loose thy vengeance upon them, till there was no remedy. Behold, we are thy people, though a sinful one; a second Israel, both for sins and mercies. Now, Lord, since it is thy

marvellous mercy that we are not yet consumed, be still pleased to magnify thy infinite goodness, in thy gracious forbearances, and our powerful conversion to thee. And, though we cannot but confess that we are a sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evil doers; yet, Lord, thou knowest that thou hast thy secret ones amongst us; a people, that prayeth and trembleth at thy judgments, and waiteth humbly at the door-posts of thy sanctuary; a people, that desireth to walk close with thee their God, and to be approved of thee in all their ways; a people, that sigheth and mourneth for the abominable sins of the land of their nativity. Oh, for their sakes, be thou entreated to hold off thy revenging hand from this sinful nation; and even yet still provoke us by thy goodness to repentance. O thou, the Righteous and Merciful Judge of the World, who even for ten righteous persons wouldest have spared a Sodom and Gomorrah from their fiery execution, be pleased tenderly to regard the cries of thy many hundred faithful and devout souls, that sue to thee for the stay and removal of thy deserved judgments. Oh, do thou look down from heaven; and behold, from the habitation of thy holiness and thy glory, the unfeigned humiliation of thy servants, who are prostrate before thee, with fastings, and weeping, and mourning. Turn away thy heavy displeasure from us; and pity thy sanctuary, which is desolate. So shall our mouths be full of the praises of thy Name; and thy saints shall rejoice and sing new songs unto the God of our salvation.

In the mean time, we shall in silence and hope, wait upon the Lord, that hideth his face from Jacob; and not cease to pour out ourselves in tears and supplications to him, that is mighty to save. Neither will we suffer our cheeks to be dry, or our souls to receive comfort, till we shall receive a gracious answer from heaven; and shall see that the Lord hath been pleased to shew mercy to his Sion.

In this condition, we, that are Sion's Mourners, shall not need to be distinguished, as other Orders are wont, by colours, devices, habiliments. Our qualifications will be easily discerned, by our sad faces, wet eyes, deep sighs, mortified carriage, willing neglect of those vanities wherewith others are transported, our holy retiredness, assiduous devotions, and strict professions of godliness. Carry yourselves thus, Dear Brethren, and God and his angels shall gladly welcome you into that Holy Society of Mourners, which shall be marked out for preservation here, and for eternal comfort hereafter.

Lastly, let none of you discourage himself from entering into this Sacred Fraternity, out of the sense of his bodily infirmity, or the urgent necessity of outward impediments. There is many a holy soul, that dwells inconveniently, in a crazy, tottering, ruinous cottage, ready to drop down daily upon his head,

not able to endure the subtraction of one meal's support. There are not a few well affected Christians, whom the necessary exigencies of their calling and estate, like so many hard taskmasters, hold close to their tale of bricks; not allowing them the leisure of our limited devotion. Let all these, of both kinds, know, that they have no cause hereupon, either to hold off; or to think they shall in this case, need the dispensation of any superior power; since their condition doth sufficiently dispense with itself. Even the severest Casuists of the Roman Church, who are wont to be the rigidest exactors of the outward exercises of mortification, do, in these cases, allow of a just relaxation. My Brethren, if ye cannot fast; yet ye can pray if your stomachs be weak; yet your zeal may be strong. Ye can mourn, though ye pine not: and, if ye cannot spare a day in seven; yet ye may spare an hour in twelve, and make up the rest in your frequent and fervent ejaculations. Shortly, if you have truly mourning souls, they will be accepted in the necessary want of the strict terms of bodily exercises.

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Farewell, in the Lord.

SONGS IN THE NIGHT;

OR,

CHEERFULNESS UNDER AFFLICTION.

BY JOSEPH, BISHOP OF NORWICH.

TO MY DEAR AND WORTHILY RESPECTED FRIEND,

MR. G. H.

Sir, I thank you for your comfortable Letter, which came to me as a seasonable cordial after a strong potion.

It is true, I have been no niggard of my good counsel to others, in this kind; yet now could not but have need enough of it myself. So I have known experienced physicians, in their sickness, to call for their neighbour doctor's advice; and to make use of his prescript, rather than their own. Although, also, I have not been altogether negligent, in the speedy endeavour of my own cure; as you will see by this enclosed Meditation.

Indeed, it pleased my God lately, as you well know, to exercise me with a double affliction, at once; pain of body, and grief of mind for the sickness and death of my dear consort. I struggled with them both, as I might; and, by God's mercy, attained to a meek and humble submission to that just and gracious hand, and a quiet composedness of thoughts: but yet, methought, I found myself wanting, in that comfortable disposition of heart and lively elevation of spirit, which some holy souls have professed to feel in their lowest depression; fetching that inward consolation from heaven, which can more than counterpoise their heaviest erosses.

Upon this occasion, you see here how I held fit to busy my thoughts; labouring by their holy agitation, to work myself, through the blessing of the Almighty, to such a cheerful temper, as might give an obedient welcome to so smarting an affliction; and, that even while I weep, I might yet smile upon the face of my Heavenly Father, whose stripes I do so tenderly suffer.

If, in some other discourses, I have endeavoured to instruct others; in this, I mean to teach myself; and to win my heart to a willing and contented acquiescence in the good pleasure of my God, how harsh soever it seems to rebellious nature. Take this, then, as a thankful return of your consolatory discourse to me; and help him still with your fervent prayers, who is

Your faithfully devoted friend and fellow labourer,

J. H. B. N.

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