Chap. 7. At<.Expofrtion upon t/se Bookof J O B. VerCr 6 977 is j am forced to complain continually, I would be Litent, and forbear fpeaking, but my griefwill not tuff r me. The fecond proverbial undertianding of the word, is , that they import, avery 1tria watch held upon another, in all his motion's : Elegaátprover fo that he cannot llira finger, or move his tongue (tîtently)ïn his cb alra quutio mouth unobferved. If i do but flit my tongue, to fwallow my denot andutn fpittle ( which is one of the unperceivable afks of man thou «8entem in fr takett notice, O do not hold fn aria a hand, and fo curious an luminntitum buo minima iig . eye upon me. Let me have 1 t tle liberty, doe not examine every ario difcernet failing, do not cjueftion me upan the lean infirmity. a3ionesValiva From the forme proverbial expoiition. Obferve, firtl, foreimperceptt Affii5ions are continued uponferne without any intermiffian, fob bilelterebfcr had not fomuch whole skin, as one might let a pin on, nor fo vitur. mush whole time,as a man might tpirin. Every hour brought a wound with it, and the renewing of every moment, renewed his of hi &ion. Obferve fecondly Afhort refrefhing may be agreat mercy. Dives in hell defres not a large draught, but a dropof water, which alas ! could not have cafedhim fo long, as a man is fwaIlowing down his 'fpittle. The eternity of pain in hell, fnall not find fo much a abatement as that either in time, or indegree. Every añliCtion in this life,by how much it is with Iefs intermitiion, by fo much the more like it is to hell, and every comfort by howmuch the more it is unbro- ken, and without Bops, by fo much it is the more Iike to Heaven. Confider then your mercies, who have un- interrupted mercies, dyes and years ofeafe, and not pained fo long, as a man is fwal- lowing down his fpittle : your mercies are like the glory, and the joy of Heaven. From the latter proverbial expolrion. Note, That God obferver the leaft, the moft fecret motions of man He tels our fleps, our wandrings; and thofe not only corporal, but moral and fpiritual. He knowes howmany fieps our hearts fetch every day, andhow far they travel , Thou haft fearched and knownme,( faith Davin, Pfal. i39. t. 2.) and this fearc.h is not made in theout- roomes onely,but in the inner parlour and clo- lef clofets, 6bou underftaxdeft my thoughts, and thofe ( not on- ly prefent, or produced, but to come and unborn ) thoa knowefi them afar eff. What can fcape that eye , which a thought cannot ? And he that fees man fwallowing down: r his fpittlehow Ihail not he both here and fee him, cof&ng up and Rrrr2 Epic
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