xii the PREFACE. it. I can fay without diffimulation, after " the bleffed Pialmift, that 7 hate every " fa ye way. I dare no more commit fin in fecret, than if I were in the fight of " the whole world. The deformity of it " appears to my mind loathfome and abo- " minable, and the remaining moral infir- " mities of my foul, which no mortal but " myfelf can know, are my greatefl trouble. " I can fay, my heart is determined to the " love of God, and that I choofe the light of " his countenance above all things ; that I " love the worfhip of God as the eflablifh'd " method of maintaining fellowfhip with him; that it is habitually my aim to " ferve the true ends of religious worfhip; " c and tho' I often find reafon to complain of myfelf, yet I can fay, I am never eafy " or fatisfied with that fervice, in which I " do not find my foul raifed to a frame " force way fuitable to it, and to force fer- " vor of affeäion. And as charity is a " character of the true difciples of Chrift cc often fpoken of in fcripture, and largely " infifted on by our faviour, I think, I " can truly fay, that the image and like - cc nefs of God wherever it is found, with- " out regard to party, condition in the world,
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