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go? fhall a wretch presume to refuse his call? rife then, my foul, and take thy fwifteft wings, and fly to the participation of this great mystery. A feast of holy bread and holy wine, in reprefentation of Chrift's most facred body broken, and blood fhed for us, where thou, deareft Jefu, doft freely give thyself to the meaneft gueft; a feaft of peace and love, and incomparable fweetnefs, to which thou haft thus kindly invited us.
3. Come to me, ye that labour for holinefs, and are oppreffed under the weight of your fins; ye that hunger after heaven, and thirst to drink of the fountain of blifs, come to me, and I will refresh you with the wine of gladnefs, and bread of life.
4. But ftay, am I arrayed like a friend of the bridegroom, that I may fafely come to this marriage fupper? have I confidered how chafte thofe eyes fhould be, which go to behold the God of purity? have I confidered how clean that mouth fhould be, which prefumes to eat the bread of heaven? but, most of all, have I confidered how all-celeftial that foul fhould be, which aspires to an union with the body of Chrift ?
5. Look, my heart, look well into thyfelf, and strictly fearch every corner of thy breaft: Alas! how poor, and dull, and I
empty are we! how infinitely unworthy of fo divine a facrament! yet are we called by him that can command, by him that fees and pities our infirmities; he bids us come, he furely will receive us, and with his bounteous fulness fupply our defects.
6. Go then, my foul, to that facred table, and take thy part of that delicious banquet; go all inflamed with divine love, and joy, and hope, and quench thy facred thirft with that fpring of life. And when thou haft tafted the everlasting sweetness of that holy facrament, thou fhalt feel the heavenly ftreams of Chrift's blood flowing into thy truly repenting
7. Let them fink deep to the root of thy heart, and turn thy barren foil into a fruitful land; fruitful in holy thoughts and pious words; fruitful in good, and juft, and charitable deeds; fruitful to thyfelf in thine own improvement; fruitful to others in thy good examples. the Lord, O my foul, and all that is within me praise his holy name, who faveth thy life from deftruction, and feedeth thee with the bread of heaven, which is administered to the worthy receiver in the holy facrament.
A Prayer on Saturday morning for pardon and grace to resist temptations, that our receiving the holy sacrament may be found acceptable in the sight of God.
Pardon our iniquity and our sin, and take us for thine inheritance. Exod. xxxiv. 9.
Almighty God, who art of purer eyes than to be behold iniquity, who cant not look favourably upon finners, neither fhall any evil dwell with thee: how fhall I, a guilty, polluted creature, dare to approach thy prefence! I bluth, O Lord, to lift up mine eyes towards heaven; to me belongs nothing but thame and confufion of face, under which I ought to lie down before thee, if I reflected only upon the bafenefs of my defcent, being the offspring of difloyal parents, who were rebels and traitors against thy Divine Majefty; with what dejection of fpirit then ought I to think of, and mention all thofe offences, whereby I have juftified that firft rebellion, and fill taken part with the devil and his angels, againft thee and the motions of thy Holy Spirit in my heart?
Wretched man that I am, who fhall deliver me from this bond of death, from this bondage of corruption? thy grace, I know, O Lord, is fufficient for me, and thy Son mighty to fave me; his office is
to fave his people from their fins, for this end he gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works. Olet the blood of Chrift, who through the eternal fpirit offered himfelf without fpot to God, purge my confcience from dead works to ferve the liv. ing God. Affift me by thy grace, that I may not only abominate all filthy vices, but alfo hate the garments infected with fin, and abftain from all appearance of evil. And do thou, O God of peace, fanctify me wholly, that my whole fpirit, foul and body, may be preferved blamelefs unto the coming of our Lord Jefus Chrift. Amen.
Here observe the directions given on page 8, and more particularly endeavour to improve your soul by reading a lesson out of the NEW WHOLE DUTY OF MAN. Sunday 6. Sections I, II, III, and IV.
The Meditation for Saturday Evening.
On my unworthiness to come to the holy sacrament.
Whosoever shall eat this bread, and drink this cup of the Lord unworthily, shall be guilty of the body and blood of the Lord. 1 Cor. xi. 27.
My foul, thou perceiveft that my tranfgreffions are innumerable, and the weight of them is intolerable: that my imperfections are fhameful, my nature corrupted, crofs, and perverfe: and almost every temptation draws me
from my God; that my fins both of omiffion and of commiflion cry aloud against me, and are a burden too heavy for me to bear what, therefore, can I do,, what can I say unto thee? let me flee unto thee, thou preferver of men, and confefs that I am fo vile, that I cannot exprefs it: fo loathfome and deteftable, that I even abhor myself for my iniquities.
2. O my foul! make no longer tarrying, for we cannot expect that his purer eyes fhould condefcend to look upon me,, or that he fhould extend his favour to fo polluted a wretch as I find myself to be. And fhould he leave me to myfelf, I were utterly undone beyond all hope, or fo much as poffibility of recovery. But,
3. Bleffed, for ever bleffed be thy name, O God! who haft opened a fountain for fin, and for uncleannefs, and haft encouraged the very worst of men to hope for mercy upon their fincere conversion and amendment; and haft fent thy dearly beloved Son to take upon him our nature, and to call not the righteous but finners. to repentance; and haft bid all thofe come unto thee, that are weary and heavyladen. In a fenfe, therefore, of my own unworthinefs and guilt, I come trembling unto thee; for, I loath, I deteft, I abcminate my fins, and myfelf, becaufe of them.