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SttbiniJJlon to Chajliferncnt. 23

O haft thou made my Pilgrimage Thvs plealant, fair, and good; BlelT'd me in Youth and elder Age, My Baca made a fpringing flood ? *

��I fl;udiovs am what I fliall doe, To Ihow my Duty with delight; All I can giue is but thine own, And at the nioft a fimple mite.

��Sept. 30, 1657.

TT pleafed God to vifet me with m}^ old Difl;emper of weaknes and fainting, but not in that fore manner fomtimes he hath. I delire not only willingly, but thankfully, to fubmitt to him, for I trvfl; it is out of his abvndant Love to my ftraying Soul which in profperity is too much in love with the world. I haue fovnd by experience I can no more Hue without corre6lion then without food. Lord, with thy corre6tion giue Inftrvc- tion and amendment, and then thy ftroakes fliall bee welcome. I haue not been refined in the furnace of affliction as fome haue been, but haue rather been pre- ferved with fugar then brine, yet will he preferve me to his heavenl}^ kingdom.

Thus (dear children) haue yee feen the many lick-

  • See page 21 and note.

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