364 Chap. 5. AnExpof:tionupeu the Bonk of JO13. Verf. zi. whither to go for food, falvation and fafety, even unto God, who is all this to him, and will be more, if heneed it.upon thefe grounds it is, that the text faith, 6.4t famine and deflrutlion be (hall laugh. Obferve hence, Agodlyman, a true believer, is not only not aflaid of outward evils. when they come, but through faithbe is above anettrì mpis over them, Not to be afraidof famine and deflruetion when they ceme, is too low for his fpirit, He ¡hall laughwhen they come. Hence the Apo-, files exulting language, We glory in tribulation, we ars exceeding joyous in all our tribulations. And to this fence we may intrepret that of Peter fpeaking of the fufferings of the Saints, t Epift. 4. i 4.. The Spirit of glory reflethupon them ; that is, a fpirit of glorying and holy rejoycing, whereby the foul iscarried up (as it were) upon Eagles wings, above and beyond reproaches. All evils lie belowa beleiver, when be is lifted up with this fpirit ofgtory.This fpirit of glory reflingupon us through him that loved us, makes us more thanCorquereurs,over tribulation,di/lreje,perfecutionfamine,na- kednefs,perilorfword,Rom.S.; sttJ'tore thanCone 4 erours? Who can exprefs,howmuch that is? No tonguecan tell what it is to be more than a Conquerour, when Chrifi would advance the exceeding greatnefs of that reward, which Givers (hall receive, Luke 6. 38, He faith not barely, Give, and it fsall begiven you rod, wafters ; but you (hall have it prefeddown, and yet more, fhaken together ; . that is not all neither , but you (hall have it running over. Now a meafure will run over as long as you will pour, there is no ftint, no bounds to that gift, which (hall be given running over ; a vcfrel will tun over continually, pour as long as you will fo here, you (hall not only, have a conquefl, but more than a conquefl, and what that is; isas much and more thanall our thoughts are able to comprehend. Hence alto the Apoftle [peaking of that great enemy, the lath enemy Death; (t Cor. 15. io.) brings in the beleiving foul in a kind of holy triumph, laughing at; and even fearing death, in the fente of the Text, 0 death where is thy fling ? as if a man having difarm'd his enemy, fhould fay, now Sir, where'syour (word ? where's your pillol ? Cbrifl bath difarmed._deatb, taken away its fling now the beleiver may laugh in the face of death, G death thou thoughtefl to make all (mart, where is thyfling ? -tbou thoughtefl thy felf &corquerour, oble to devour., and fubdue us all, but , where is thy vi or, ?:
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