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mercy to be shewn to the unreasonable creature that is wearied with the weight he carries. Hath the Lord care of oxen, and O Wilt thou help to ease the herd of thy bro ther, that is thus tried with the wrath of the almighty! Do you see and cannot mourn for them, pray for them, and speak in the behalf of distressed souls See what Job waith, Chap. xix. 11. 22 23. Oh, saith he, that my sorrows were all weighed they would preve heavier than the sands, As if he had said, my friends have pity upon me! What have you no regard for a man in misery! Have you to pity, though be cry in bitterness of his soul, help, help, for the Lord's sake! O, pray for and pity those wounds and vesstions of spirit which no man feels but be that is thus wounded. The poor man lies crying under the burden of sin, sighing and saying, Oh, when will God revive his dronping soull Certamly it would make one's heart bleed to hear the sounding away of such a man, that the sword of the almighty hath pierced his heart, and he lying breathing out his sor- row as though he was going down to hell. It is a sight that soul is marked for destruc- tion of himself who harboureth such a des perate design against or wounded snuls. Oh! could you see Job all smitten with
