What have you to do here? This world never looked like a friend upon you; you owe it little love; it looked ever so sour-like upon you: howbeit you should woo it, it will not match with you; and therefore, never seek warm fire under cold ice. This is not a field where your happiness growth; it is up above, where there are a great multitude which no man can number, of all nations and kindreds, and people and tongues, standing before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothes with white robes, and palms in their hands. (Rev 7:9) What you could never get here you shall find there. And withal, consider how, in all these trials (and truly they have been many), your Lord hath been loosing you at the root from perishing things, and hunting after you to grip your soul. Madam, for the Son of God's sake, let him not miss his grip, but stay and abide in the love of God, as Jude saith. [ From the letters of Samuel Rutherford
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