And as to the last event, I may seem to owe more to my Enemies then my Friends; while those will put a period to the sins and sorrows attending this miserable life, wherewith these desire, I might still contend. I shall be more then Conquerour through, Christ enabling me: for whom _I_ have hitherto suffered, as he is the Author of Truth, Order, and Peace; for all which _I_ have been forced to contend against Errour, Faction, and confusion. If _I_ must suffer a violent death with my Saviour; it is but mortality crowned with martyrdom: where the debt of death, which I owe for sin to nature, shall be raised as a gift of faith and patience offered to God. Which _I_ humbly beseech him mercifully to accept; and although death be the wages of my own sinne, as from God, and the effect of others sinnes, as men, both against God and me; yet as _I_ hope my own sinnes are so remitted, that they shall be no ingredients to imbitter the cup of my death, so _I_ desire God to pardon their sins, who are most guilty of my destruction. The Trophees of my charitie will be more glorious and durable over them, then their ill managed victories over me. Though their sin be prosperous, yet they had need to be penitent, that they may be pardoned: Both which, _I_ pray God they may obtain: that my temporal Death unjustly inflicted by them, may not be revenged by Gods just inflicting eternal death upon them: for _I_ look upon the temporall destruction of the greatest King, as far lesse deprecable then the eternall damnation of the meanest Subject. Nor do I wish other then the safe bringing of the ship to shore, when they have cast me overboard; though it be very strange, that Mariners can finde no other means to appease the storms themselves have raised, but by drowning their Pilot. I thank God, my Enemies cruelty cannot prevent my preparation; whose malice in this I shall defeat, that they shall not have the satisfaction to have destroyed my Soul with my Body; of whose salvation, while some of them have themselves seemed, and taught others to despair, they have onely discovered this, that they do not much desire it. Whose uncharitable and cruell Restraints, denying me even the assistance of any of my Chaplains, hath rather enlarged, then any way obstructed my accesse to the Throne of Heaven, _Where thou dwellest, O King of Kings, who fillest Heaven and Earth, who art the fountain of eternal life, in whom is no shadow of death._ _Thou, O God, art both the just Afflicter of death upon us, and the mercifull Saviour of us in it, and from it._ _Yea, it is better for us to be dead to our selves, and live in thee; then by living in our selves, to be deprived of thee._ _O make the many bitter aggravations of my death as a Man, and a King, the opportunities and advantages of thy speciall Graces and Comforts in my Soul as a Christian._ _If thou Lord wilt be with me, I shall neither fear nor feel any evill, though I walk thorow the valley of the shadow of death._