. Emblems, divine and moral : The school of the heart; and Hieroglyphics of the life of man . ed for thine. Sin. O groundless deeps ! O love beyond degree !Th offended dies to set th offender free. S. August. Lord, if I have done that, for which thou mayestdamn me ; thou hast not lost that, whereby thoumayest save me : remember not, sweet Jesus, thyjustice against the sinner, but thy benignity towards thycreature : remember not to proceed against a guiltysoul, but remember thy mercy towards a miserablewretch : forget the insolence of the provoker, and be-hold the misery of the invoker j for wh
. Emblems, divine and moral : The school of the heart; and Hieroglyphics of the life of man . ed for thine. Sin. O groundless deeps ! O love beyond degree !Th offended dies to set th offender free. S. August. Lord, if I have done that, for which thou mayestdamn me ; thou hast not lost that, whereby thoumayest save me : remember not, sweet Jesus, thyjustice against the sinner, but thy benignity towards thycreature : remember not to proceed against a guiltysoul, but remember thy mercy towards a miserablewretch : forget the insolence of the provoker, and be-hold the misery of the invoker j for what is Jesus but aSaviour ? Anselm. Have respect for what thy Son hath done for me, andforget what my sins have done against thee: my fleshhath provoked thee to vengeance ; let the flesh of Christmove thee to mercy : It is much that my rebellionshave deserved ; but it is more than my Redeemer hathmerited. Epig. of mercies ! He that was my drudgeIs now my advocate, is now my judge :He suffers, pleads, and sentences alone:Three I adore, and yet adore but One. ElIBLEMS. 127 Emblem II. ther let the deep PSALM LXix. 15. Let not the water-Jlood overflow me^ netswallow me up. npHE worlds a sea ; my flesh a ship thats mannd-*- With labring thoughts, and steerd by reasons hand :My hearts the seamans card, whereby she sails jMy loose affections are the greater sails ;The top-sail is my fancy, and the gustsThat fill these wanton sheets, are worldly is the cable, at whose end appearsThe anchor Hope, neer slippd but in our fears :My will s the inconstant pilot, that commandsThe staggring keel ; my sins are like the sands : 128 EMBLEMS. Repentance is the bucket, anc^ mine eye The pump unusd (but in extremes) and dry : My conscience is the plummet that does press The deeps, but seldom cries, O fathomless : Smooth calm s security; the gulph, despair ; My freights corruption, and this life s my fare : My souls the passenger, confusdly drivn From fear to fright; her landing p
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