The Battle

I know how hard the battle is between the flesh and the spirit under the heavy cross of affliction, when no worldly defense but present death doth appear. I know the grudging and murmuring complaints of the flesh, I know the anger, wrath and indignation it conceiveth against God, calling all His promises in doubt, and being ready every hour utterly to fall from God against which rests only faith, provoking us to call earnestly, and pray for assistance of God's Spirit, wherein, if we continue, our most desperate calamities shall He turn to gladness and a prosperous end.