t been a lively resemblance of God
to have a power of knowing and willing simply, unless these had been
beautified and adorned with supernatural and divine graces of spiritual
light and holiness and righteousness. These make up the lively colour, and
complete the image of God upon the soul.

There was a divine light which did shine in upon the understanding, ever
till sin interposed and eclipsed it, and from the light of God's
countenance did the sweet heat and warmness of holiness and uprightness in
the affections proceed, so that there was nothing but purity and cleanness
in the soul, no darkness of ignorance, no muddiness of carnal affections,
but the soul pure and transparent, to receive the refreshing and
enlightening rays of God's glorious countenance. And this was the very
face and beauty of the soul. It is that only that is the beauty and
excellency of the creature,--conformity to God. And this was throughout, in
understanding and affections, the understanding conformed to his
understanding, discerning between good and evil. And conformed it behoved
to be, for it was but a ray of that sun, a stream of that fountain of
wisdom, and a light derived from that primitive light of God's
understanding. And then the will did sympathize as much with his will,
approving and choosing what he approved, and refusing that which he hated
_Idem velle atque nolle, ea demum firma amicitia est_.(151) That was the
conjunction, and it was more strict than any tie among men. There were not
two wills, they were, as it were, one. The love of God reflecting into the
soul, did, as it were, carry the soul back again unto him, and that was
the conforming principle which fashioned the whole man without and within,
to his likeness and to his obedience. Thus man was formed for communion
with God, this likeness behoved to be, or they could not join as friends.

But now this calls us to a sad meditation, to think from whence we have
fallen, and so how great our fall is. To fall from such a blessed estate,
that must be great misery! Satan hath spoiled us of our rich treasure,
that glorious image of holiness, and hath drawn upon our souls the very
visage of hell, the lineaments of his hellish countenance. But the most
part of men lie stupid, insensible of any thing, as beasts that are felled
with their fall, that can neither find pain nor rise. If we could but
return and consider what are all those sad and woful consequences of sin
in the world,--