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6 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 Gourd, and make it die about thee, in a Day of Scorchings: Look over thy Soul daily, and aſk, Where is the Blood of Chriſt to be ſeen upon my Soul? What Righteouſneſs is it 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 Terrors. See the Wound that Sin hath made in 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 poiſon 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 beholding of Chriſt's Righteouſneſs.

Nature can afford no Balſam fit for Soul Cure. Healing from Duty, and not from Chriſt, is the moſt deſperate Diſeaſe, poor ragged Nature with all its higheſt Improvements, can never ſpin a Garment fine enough (without Spot) to cover the Soul's Nakedneſs. Nothing can fit the Soul for that uſe, but Chriſt's perfect Righteouſneſs.

Whatſoever is of Nature's ſpinning muſt be all unravelled, before the Righteouſneſs of Chriſt can be put on; whatſoever is of Nature's putting on, Satan will come and plunder it every rag away, and leave the Soul naked and open to the Wrath of God. All that Nature can do, will never make up the leaſt Dram of Grace, that can mortify Sin, or look Chriſt in the Face one day.

Thou art a Profeſſor, goeſt on Hearing, Praying, and Receiving, yet miſerable mayeſt thou be. Look about thee, didſt thou ever yet ſee Chriſt to this Day

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