word, but they to whom it is given. For, here areEunuchs who were born fo from their mothers womb;& there are Eunuchs. who have gelt themfelves for the Kingdom of Heaven. He that can take let him take. Refp. My God, in every state make me learn to be content, fince in every state I may fave my Soul: Marriage is good, and fingle life better; but, that which is fitteft is best for me. * O make me wifely chufe the way I should walk; and then, without, looking back, go on, till I come to Thee. Let me not feek undue redresses of the troubles incident to my condition, nor vainly amuse my self with defire of change: Marriage is nothing, and fingle life nothing, but as they furnish means,or remove impediments towards the Kingdom of Heaven. *O make

Lesson 188.

There was a certain rich man who vas cloathed in Purplue and Silk, and faed fumptuously every day. And there as a certain beggar, named Lazarus, ho lay at his gate full of fores: de firing to be fed with the crumbs which ell from the rich mans Table, and no Jody gave to him, but even the Dogs

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came and licked his fores, and it came to pass that the beggar dyed, and was car ryed by the Angels into Abrahams bosom: the rich man alfo dyed, and was buryed in Hell. And, lifting up his eyes when he was in torments, he faw Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bofom. And he cryed and faid, Father Abcabam have! mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water, that he may cool my Tongue; for I am ter mented in this flame. But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy life time receivedft good things, and likewife Lazarus evil: but now he is com forted and thou art tormented. And befides all this, between us and you there is a great Chaus fixed: fo that they, who would pass from hence to you, cannot neither can they pafs to us that would come from thence. And he faid, The Father, I beseech thee fend him to my fathers house, (for I have five brethren, that he may teftifie to them: left they alfo come into this place of torments And Abraham faid to him, They have Mofes and the Prophets; let them hear them. And he faid, Nay, Father Abra

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am; but, if one went to them from he dead, they will repent. And he aid, if they hear not Mofes and the Prohets, neither will they believe though one fhould rife from the dead.

Refp. Think with thy felf my Soul, and tremble at the fad condition of impenitent finners: Aill, to this very day, the churlish Glutton lies buryed in Hell, and and the fame dark flames fhall torment bim for ever. *O Eternity, Eternity! poor and trivial are all things elfe, A compar'd to Thee! Think with thy felf, my foul, and rejoyce at the happy state of the Servants of God: ftill to this very day, the innocent Lazarus is comforted in Heaven, and the fame bright Glory Shall Crown him for ever. O Eter

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Leffon 189.

And He spake a Parable to them, that men fhould always pray and not be weary: faying, there was in the City a Judg, who neither fear'd God nor regarded Man. And there was a Widow in that City; and the came to him faying, Revenge me of my Adverfary. And he would not, for a long time: ut, after

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ward he faid within himself, Though neither fear God, nor regard Man, yet, because this Widow troubles me, I will revenge her; left at laft fhe come and de. fame me. And our Lord faid, Hear what the unjust Judge fays; and fhall not God revenge his own clect, who cry to him day and night, and will He have patience in them? I tell you He will revenge them fpeedily. But yet, when the Son of Man comes, fhall He, think you, find faith on the Earth? Refp. No more, my dearest Lord! no more So flow to begin our prayers, nor fofrift to run them over: no more fo coldin propofing our needs, nor fo quickly wearyin renewing our petitions. The King dom of Heaven now fuffers violence, and the violent take it by force. Lord, make our lives one continual prayer, by making them always look up towards Thee; not to be reveng❜d on our Enemies, but, that they and we may become thy Friends, and all grow strong and eager Def rers of enjoying Thy Glory. dom.

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Lesson 190.

And He Ipake this Parable to certain, who trufted in themselves as if they were juft, and defpifed others. Two men went up into the Temple to pray; the One a Pharifee, and the other a Publican. The Pharifee ftanding pray'd thus with himfelf, God, I thank Thee, that I am not as other Men, extortioners, unjuft, dulterers; or even as this Publican: I aft twice in the Week, I give Tyths of all I poffefefs. And the Publican, ftanding afar off, would not so much as lift up is eyes towards Heaven; but ftruck his reaft, faying, God be merciful to me a inner. I tell you, this man went down o his houfe juftified, rather than the other: For, every one that exalts himfelf thall be humbled, and he that humles himself fhall be exalted.

Refp. If I am better then Any, 'tis more then I know; and why should I then defpile them? I am fure Iknow enough by my felf to bom my bead, and ftrike my breaft, and bumbly cry to Thee for pardon. *God be merciful to me a finner. If I were better then Any, 'tis all receiv'd of Thee; and why should I be proud that I

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