394 TbePaflionSenmn. i --------------~~~~~ .. ~~--~~~~-------. 1 judgement. He faw the burden of all parricnlar finn.c> to be laid upon him; every i\ I dramme of his F~thers wrath was meafered outto htm, ere he rcuchc rbi~pmion; I this cupwas full, and he knew thatit mufl bewring'd, not, drop le!t: it mufl be fi. . nifhed. Oh yet, ifas he fore-faw all hJS forrowes,fo hecou!dhave feen famemixture ,. ofrtfrtfiliog. B1tt I fo~tN~flone toconifurl m~, no•?'n~ topziJOJe. . An~ yerit is apoore comfort thu ariles from pitY• Even fo,OLord,mou treude!l: thiS wme-prelfc alone; none to accompany, none to affifr thee. I remember, Rl!ffi'nw.in his Ecclcfiaflica\1 floriereporrs, that oneTbeodortH aMartyr, told him, that when he washanging ren houresupon the rack for religion under]Niiafil/ perfecution, his joymsdiflended and diflorted, his body exquifitely tortured withchange ofexecutioners; Coos never age (faith he) could remember the like: he felt no pain at all,bmcontinued indeed all the while in rhe fight ofall men finging and fmiling: for theie frood ac0melt youngmm by himon his jibbet (an Angell rllher,in formeofaman) whichwith acleane rowell B fli\1 wip't offhis fweat, and powred coole water upon hisracked limbs; wherewith he wasfo refrefhed, that it f!rieved him to be let downe. Even the greatefl torments are eafie,when rhey have anfwerable comfortS: but awounded and comforrlelfe fpirit, whoc.mbcare? If yet bur the fame meffenger ofGodmightha~•eatrendedhi• CrofT,, that appeared in his agony; and might have given eafe ro their Lord,as be did to his fernnc.i\nd yet,what can theAngelshelp,where God will fmice? Again it the violence ofmen, ag>in!hhe furie ofSatan, they have preva1led m the caufeofGod, for men: they darenot, they cannot comfort,where God will•fllitt. Whenour Saviour had been wrefrlingwithSatan in the End ofhis Lent, then they appeared to him, and ferved; but now,while about the &me time, be iswre!lling with thewrath ofhis Father for us,not an Angeldare be feen,to look out ofrhewindow• ofbeaven to releeve him. For men, much leff<eould they, iftheywould; but whardrd t~ey? C Miferable comforrers are ye all : the Souldiers, rbey fiript him, fcorned himwith hi• purplecrown,reed, fpaton bim,fmote him; the paffen~trs,rhey reviled him; and infultingJwagging their heads & hands.at him, Hq thou that ikjlro;etlft the Temple, come down,<tJ-r, The Elders and Scrilles; ahs, they have bought hisblood, fuboroed wirne!fes,incenfed Pi/ate, preferred Barrab.t<,undertook rhe gu'lt ofhis death,criedour, CrNc;fie,CrNcifte Ho tbou that f•vedjlothm. His Di!Ciples: ala!, they forfook him,one ofthem forlweares him, anotherruns away naked, ratherrhan be will fray •nd confelfe him. Hismother and orher friends, they look on indeed, and farrow with him; but to his difcomforr. Where the griefe is exmme, and refpefrs neere, p1rrnerfhip doth hut increafe farrow. Paul chides this love: Wh•t doeJON J1Jttpi11g & ~rta4fng "'1 heart? Thetearesofthofewelove,do either !lackenour heans,or wound them. Who then fha!l comfort him? himfelfe! Sometimes our own thoughtS find away ro fuc- D cour us, unknown to others; no,not himfelfe. Doubtleffe(as AfNin.t<) tbe influence ofthe higher part ofthe foule, wasrefrrained from the aid oftheinferiour : MJ fo•lt ;. fUedwith evilts, Pfa/.87·4· Who then?his Father? here, here was his hope: If tbe Lofdb•dnol holpenme, m;fo•le hada/mojl d~ell ie Jilence: I and mJ Fathu art one. B•r now ( alas) he, even he, deliver>himinto the hands ofhis enemies ; when he bath done, rurnes his back upon himas afrranger; yea,he wo~deth him as an enemie.The LordJ1JoNitl6rea/J.! him, EfaJ 53· 10. yet any thing is lij!htto the foule, whilesthe comforts of God fuftaine it: who candifmay, whereGodwillre!eeve? But here, M;God, my God, wb; hajltb••forfak(n ""'I What a word was here, tocome from <hemourhofrheSonneofGod? MyDifciplesaremen, weake and fearefull; M marvell ifthey for fake me. The Jewes are the[\lfelves, cruell andobfrinote. Men uemen, gracelelfeand unthankfull. Devils arr, according tO their nature, fpi~hr fu\1 E 1ndmalicious. A11 thefe doe buttheis kinde; and letthemdoe it : butthou, 0 fa- <her, thou thot haflfaid, Thk k mJ J1Jelbtloved Sonne, inwhomI am well pi<Ayd: thou ,fwhom I have faid, llilmJFalher th41 glorifiumt; what? forfof;tnmeI Notonely brou~hrme to thisfbame, fmittenme, unreg:ardedme; bm,as ir were,forj!otten,yea, forfakcn me? What,even me,my Father? Howmanyofthy confl, nr fernot! have fulfered heavy things : yet in themultitudesofrhe forrowesoftheir hearts, thyprefence and comfortShave rcfrefbed their foules. Hafl thou releeved them, and dofr thou_ ,
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