Chap. zo As Expofition tspen the Book of J o B. Ver( 7. And they (hall fay this, firlt, in (corne As chore prophane enemies reproached holy 'David with his God, SayingdaiI, (Pfal. 42. cc). ) Where is now thy God ? Thou diddett not onely promiîe but affure thy felfe of help from him, haft thou . not boastedof him, at thyfirength, thy buckler, thy high tower, and thy deliverer ? Thus thou didít phancy thy God, and pleale thy felfe in there high Elogium's of him, and delightfull dreams ofdeliverance by him ; But where is he ? As there (I fay ) fpake prophanely- and blafphemoufly of c',.e great and faithful] God, fo we may fpeak truly and foberly of the greateft among faithlefle men, Where are they ? or where is he ? where is that rich oppreffour? Where is that ambitious ,Prince? Where is t'other cunning politician, what's become of them and their wealth, of them and their honour, ofthem and their wit and wifdome ? They (hall fay this, feéondly, in wonder and aftonifhmenc, at theftrangeneffe ofhis fall, and the totality of his deftruâion. Men than be amazed to fee him at fuchan ebbe, at fuch a dead low water, who lately fwell'd over all bankes with filch a fpring.tide of profperity. Men (hall be amazed to fee him groveling in a valley, who to lately walked upon the hill, and Hefted among the{tars. This that! tnake them fay, where is he ? What, is he there ? O thevanity ofman l O the the uncertaityof all worldly happinefï'e ! We find fuch queries filled with this double mixture offcorne and wonder, Prophecyed concerning Babylon (Ifa. x4.4.12.16.) Thou/halt takeup to Ws proverb againft the King of Babylon, and fay, How bath the oppreffour ceafed ? the goldenCity ceafed ? How art thou fallenfrom heaven,OLoaifer,fon of the morning ? Howart thoucut down to the ground, which didit weaken theNations?They thatfee thee/hal narrowly lookupon thee, and confider thee,faying,I. this the man thatmade theearth to tem- ble,that did /bake Kingdoms ; That made theworldas a wilderne.r, and defiroyed the Cities thereof. Is this the man that did thefe things ? is this he ? how like a wilderneffe he looks himfelfe ? Behold how he (hakes and trembles ? Behold in how fordid and low a condition he now lies prottrate ? He is now fo little, that no man can tell what to make of him, or in what place he is to be found ; He is now not onely like a River running under ground, but quite exhaled and dryed up, in fo much that all may fay, Where is he ? Hence 469
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