1 6 Anne Brad/lreet^s Works.
��Meditations zvhen my Soul hath been refi^eJJied with the Confolations which the world knowes 7iot.
T ORD, why fhould I doubt any more when thov -'-^ haft given me fuch alTured Pledges of thy Loue? Firft, thov art my Creator, I thy creatm^e; thov my mafter, I thy fervant. But hence arifes not my comfort: Thov art my ffather, I thy child. Yee fhall [be] ni}^ Sons and Daughters, faith the Lord Almighty. Chrift is my Brother; I afcend vnto my ffather and your ffather, vnto my God and your God. But leaft this fhould not bee enough, thy maker is thy hufband. Nay, more, I am a member of his Body; he, my head. Such Priviledges, had not the Word of Truth made them known, who or where is the man that durft in his heart haue prefumed to haue thouo-ht it? So wonderfull are thefe thoughts that my fpirit failes in me at the conlideration thereof; and I am con- fovnded to think that God, who hath done fo much for me, fhould haue fo little from me. But this is my comfort, when I come into Heaven, I fhall vnder- ftand perfectly what he hath done for me, and then fhall I bee able to praife him as I ovght. Lord, haueing this hope, let me purefie myfelf as thou art Pure, and let me bee no more affraid of Death, but even defire to bee diffolved, and bee with thee, which is beft of All.
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