320 J The Praïiice of Piety. G:n.6. S. Pfa1.4o.I s. Ifa.r.6. z Saill.f.tz. i Ioh.3.zo. are fo quicke in all earthly mat- ters, are onely blinde, and Jbspid when I come to meditate or difcourfe of fpirituall and hoi- sted), things : my Memorie, which íhould bee the treaf:srse of all goodneffe, is not fo apt to remember any thing , as tlaofe things which are vile and vaine. Yea, Lord, by wofull experience ': finde , that natu- rally, all the imaginations of the thoughts of mine heart are onely euill continually. And thefe my finnes are more in number , than the haires which grow uponmine, bead, and they haue growne over me like a lothfome leprie that from the crowne of the head, to thefale of the flote, there re- maims no part which they haue not infected. They make me feeme vile in mine owne eyes: how much more abominable muff I then appeare in thy fight? And the casfome of finning bath almoff taken away the con-
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