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SERM.
XXvI.'
TEMPERANCE,
&C.
443
that
flow
from
God, and from
his
covenant;
and
there-
fore should
not
be
over
-
solicitous
about
pleasing
their
meaner appetites. Those
that
indulge themselves in
carnal
delicacies,
and
make enquiry for
the
pleasures
of
the
flesh,
as
the main business
of
life,
what
shall
I
eat,
and
what
shall
I
drink? Those that,
live in
a
round
of
sensuality, they debase
their
souls,
make themselves
unfit
for
the duties and pleasures
of
a
Christian,
unfit
for
di-
vine communications, for holy fellowship, heavenly me-
ditation, and
lively
exercises
of
faith,
upon unseen
things
;
they
damp
their
zeal
for God, blunt
their relish
for
religious
delights,
and
are perpetually
defiling
their
own
consciences.
These are
they
that
make
their
God
their
belly, while
they profess
to
be Christians.
But the
apostle,
in
Phil.
iii.
18, 19,
tells
us,
whatsoever they
profess,
"
they are enemies
of
the
cross
of
Christ,
and
I
cannot
speak
of
it, says he,
without
weeping."
Now
if
there
be
any
such
sinners amongst
us,
such
sla'ves;to
a
paltry appetite,
that
make
it a
business
of
too
solemn and solicitous enquiry,
"
how
we
shall regale
the
palate,
and gratify the
taste
:"
If
there are
any
of
us
that
know
not
how to
forbid ourselves
a
savoury or luscious
dish, even
though
we
know
or expect it
will
discom-
pose the
flesh
or the mind:
If
we
have
not temperance
enough to deny
the superfluous or
excessive
glass,
when
it
comes
to our turn,
nor virtue
and courage enough
to re-
fufe
it,
let
us
take
our
share
in
the reproofs
of
this dis-
course; and let
us
remember
that
we
have
had fair warn-
ing
this day from the
word of
God,
that
we
may
not
drown our
souls in sensual indulgences,
and
make
our-
selves
unfit
for
the duties
of
life,
,
or
for the business
or
the
joy of
heaven.
HYMN
FOR
SERMON XXVI.
CHRISTIAN MORALITY,
viz.
TEMPERANCE.
LONG METRE'.
IS
it
a man's divinest
good,
To make his
soul a
slave to food
?
Vile
as
the beast
whose
spirit dies,
And
has
rio
hope above
the
skies?
Can meats or choicest wines procure
Delights
that
ever
shall
endure,
Was I
not
born''above
the
swine,
And shall
I
make
their pleasures mine?