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Nature can afford no balſam fit for ſoul cure. Healing from duty, and not from Chriſt, is the moſt deſperate defeaſe. ⟨Poor⟩ ragged nature, with all its higheſt improvements, can never ſpin a garment fine enough without ſpot, to cover the ſoul’s nakedneſs. Nothing can fit the ſoul for that uſe, but Chriſt's perfect rigbteouſneſs.
Whatſoever is of nature’s ſpinning muſt be all unravelled, before the righteouſness of Chriſt can be put on. VVhatſoever is ⟨of⟩ nature’s putting on, ſatan will come and plunder it every rag away, and leave ⟨the⟩ ſoul naked and open to the wrath of ⟨God⟩. All that nature can do, will never make (illegible text) the leaſt drom of grace that can mortify ⟨ſin⟩ or look Chriſt in the face one day.
Thou art a proſeſſor, goeſt on hearing praying and receiveing, yet miſerable maye thou be. Look about thee, didſt thou ⟨ever⟩ yet ſee Ceriſt to this day, in diſtinction ⟨from⟩ all other excellencies and righteouſneſs the world, and all thefe falling before ⟨the⟩ majeſty, of his love and grace, Iſa. ii. 17.
If thou haſt ſeen Chriſt truly thou h(illegible text) ſeen pure grace, pure righteouneſs in ⟨him⟩ every way infinite far exceeding all ſin ⟨and⟩ miſery! If thou haſt ſeen Chriſt, thou ⟨can⟩
