Ambrose - BT200 A42 1658

Chap.z.Sett. S Looki11g unto 1efos. Book IV. 335 .and fro the world, to fiode comforts and happinefs on earth, 0 : come! caft thy eyes back, and fe~ heaven and earth in one objeCt! · look fixedly on Chrift incarnate ! there is more in this then in all · the variety ot this world, or of that world to co t,le. Here is an object of faith, and love, and joy, and delight ; here is a compendium of all glories; here is one for an heart to be taken with to all eternity. 0 lay thy mouth to this fountaine, fuck_ and be Ifa. 66 . u :. {atisjied wi:h the brefts of his cor;fo[,,tion, mit~<§ out and be delighted with the bmhtnef[e ojh1s glor7. 2. Fro~ the fuitableneffe of this object. Chrift incarnate is moft fuitable for our fai ' h to aCt upon. We are indeed to believe on God bur God effentially is the utmoft object of faith . we cannot 'come to God but in and through Chrifr; alas d od is offended, and therefore we cannot finde ground immediately to go to God; hence you ~ear~ that faith muft direllly g~ to Ch;ift as God in our jlefo. 0 the lnfimte condefcentiOns ofGod'm Chnft r God takes up our nature, and joynes it to himfelfe as one perfon, aad !ayes out that before our fairh ; fo that here is God, and God fuited to the particular ftate and condition of the !inner. Oh now with what boldneffe may our fouls draw nigh to God? why art thou ftrange poore foul ? why fra ndeft thou afar off, a~ if it were death to draw nigh? of whom art thou afraid? Is God come down amongft men, and canft thou not fee him, left thou dye and peri{h? Oh ~ook once more, and be not difcouraged ! See, God is not come down in fire, · God is not defcended in the armour of juftice and everlafting .burnings ; no, no , he i~ doathed with the garments of fl.e{h, he fweetly defires to converfe with thee after thine own forme ; he is come down to befeech thee, to fee with thine owne eyes thy eternal happinelfe, q. d. Come poore foul, come, put in thy hands, cm.d feele my heart how it beats mlove towarJJ thee. 0 the wonder of heaven! it is the cry of fome poore fouls, Oh that I might fee God! Joe here God is come doLvn in the l1keneffe of man, he walks in our own iliape amongft us; it is the cry ofothers, 0 that I might have my heart tmited _ro God! why, he is col!le down on this very purpofe, . and hath umted our nature unto htmfelfe. Surely God hath left all the world without excufe : Oh that ever ehere !hould be an heart ofunbelief,, after thefe fenGble · demonftrations of divine ;gl:ory and love? why foul ,, wile thou now ftand off.? tell me · · whllt:

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