Chap. z• Sect 3 Looking unto Jeff#, BookY. therthiflos, I loved other rhings belldes thy felf, but alas ! rhey are everl~ftingly gone, and have left me alone, yet now rl:J..ou ownefl: me; 0 my Jefus rhou breakeH: my heart: c.h I cannot but weep out reares of love, and rea res of joy at thi5 appea.rin.:;; 0 wekome, welcome, fweer Jefus into rheii': douds ! ob welc'ome, welcome;{weer· J efus into this nearber world. In rhefe clouds I mu!t leave Otlr Saviour for a while, and the rather, becaufe I beleeve. be will defcend 110 lower: onely b;:fore I pafle, one word ofUfe to all his S~n~ · IOZ5 You fee him [.ill upon his old de!igne ; though rhe ,world now et1d, yet hitherto rhere is no end of his great tran[H~tion ; his firfl: coming and his fecond coming is r6 fav~ your foules ;_ his fi.rll: coming was to purchafe, hts !econd ro glVe you the pofietfton offalvarion. Whar,are you nor glad of this Gofpel-newes, that Chri,t will come at lafl: from rhis Empyreal Throne to his jud;nnent-fear, to giveyou the pofletiion of f.1lvarion? is nor , the'promife of hts comin; comfortable? is it not comfortable to be!eeve in him, and to hope for him? why,mufe then, what comfort will it be to fee his perfon with all bis glorious riayne comin~ for you? The Mighty god, the Lord hath [pok§n, and called the carth, from the rijing of the Sunne, to the going down Pral. f 0 · r• thereof; out of Zion the perfection of beauty hath God jhined; our 2'3>1·· God fhall,come, and {hall not lzeep jilence; a fire foal! dcvoure before him, and it foal! be very tempefluom round about him ; he jlM!L call to the heav_en_s from above, and ~D the earth that he might judge his people. It ts mdeed amolt te~nble day l.ll1to: ·rhe wicked, but oh how fweer, and pleafanr, and comforr.1ble to his Saints? Chri1 li.ms ! ~o w_e nor l01g to have ChriLis Spirit come into our foules Wlth hfe ?-do we not droop while ChriH is abfent fron'l. 0ur foules? arenot the feer of them beautifuf that brin<> glad tyclin::;s of peace, md of f:1lvarion by Jefus Chrifi? oh then whac will it be to fee rhe King, not in his Embafladours , but in his own perfon comit;g for us to fetch us into heaven? if we have but a dear frienr:l rerur_ned !rol!l fome farre Country, hm'! do a!~ runne ou~ to mee~ _hE1l-;~lth Joy? Oh faith the child, my father u come, Curb the w1fe, my hmband u cor11e; and ib~ll nor we, when we fee cur Farber, our Husbmd, our Head our S,wiour n:turning with great glory, and glorious Majel!y: cry Pppppp our, ... ) . ~
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