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Rh Soaring professor, see to thy waxen wings betimes, which will melt with the heat of temptations. What a misery is it to trade much, and break at length, and have no stock, no foundation laid for eternity in thy soul!

Gifted professor, look there be not a worm at the root that will spoil all thy fine ground, and make it die about thee, in a day of scorching. Look over thy soul daily and ask where is the blood of Christ to be seen upon my soul? What righteousness is that I stand upon to be saved? Have I got off all my self-righteousness? Many eminent professors have come at length to cry out, in the sight of the ruin of all their duties, Undone, undone to all eternity!

Consider, the greatest sins may be hid under the greatest duties, and the greatest errors. See the wound that sin hath made thy soul be perfectly cured by the blood of Christ; not skinned over with duties humblings, enlargements, &c. Apply what thou wilt besides the blood of Christ, it will the sore. Thou wilt find that sin was never mortified truly; that thou hast not seen Christ bleeding for thee upon the cross; nothing can kill it, but the of Christ’s righteousness.

Nature can afford no balsam fit for soul-. Healing from duty, and not from