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A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, writtenA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written
A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, written by the blessed apostle St. Peter. By Thomas AdamsA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written by the blessed apostle St. Peter. By Thomas Adams
London: printed by Richard Badger and Felix Kyngston for Jacob Bloome, 1633London: printed by Richard Badger and Felix Kyngston for Iacob Bloome, 1633
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
We know not the place: Rachel dies in the high way, as Jezebel in the streets: •aul and Jonathan are slain in one battle, and their bodies hung up as trophies of a •loudy victory. In the mathematics, the circle is equally distant in every point of it from the Centre. Conceive earth to be this worlds Centre, Heaven the Circumference: now from all points of this centre, there is an equally distant remoteness or nearness, to the circumference, heaven. Let a man die in England, in Spain, in Turkey, or in the Indies; his body is neither nearer nor further off from heaven. Say the bodies of men are entombed in the entrails of beasts, or maws of fowls, or their dusts scattered on the waters; yet can no dust be concealed. What hurt was it to the Christians in the sack of Rome, whose bodies lay unburied in the earth, when their souls were received to heaven? Nec vivorum culpa, qui non potuerunt sepelire: nec mortuorum poena, qui non potuerunt sentire, Aug. The living committed no sin, in that they could not bury them: the dead felt no pain, though they were not buried. The Cynic desired to have no other Tomb over him but heaven; he admired that for the most glorious monument. Another replied, but then the fowls of the air will devour thee: he answered, shall I feel them? No; then Ubicunque moriar, me tegat coelum; wheresoever I die, let earth be the pavement, and heaven the roof of my Tomb. But only for the livings sake, there was no Sepulchre like it. If there was a place, which could hide from God, I would not die there. But Psal. 139. On the earth, in the sea, in the dark, in hell, in heaven; the Lord is every where: all places are specified but Purgatory; because none are found there. Be therefore always ready; Incertum est quo loco mors expectat te, itaque tu omni loco expecta mortem. Thou art not sure in what place death looks for thee, therefore in all places do thou look for death. It watcheth us like an Enemy, Insidiando: when it comes, we may say as Ahab to Elijah; Hast thou found me O thou mine enemy? Thou hast found me, and wilt conquer me; but Thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory through JESUS CHRIST our Lord.
We know not the place: Rachel dies in the high way, as Iezabel in the streets: •aul and Ionathan are slaine in one battell, and their bodies hung up as trophees of a •loudy victorie. In the mathematickes, the circle is equally distant in every point of it from the Center. Conceive earth to be this worlds Center, Heaven the Circumference: now from all points of this center, there is an equally distant remotenesse or neerenesse, to the circumference, heaven. Let a man die in England, in Spaine, in Turkey, or in the Indies; his body is neither neerer nor further off from heaven. Say the bodies of men are entombed in the entralls of beasts, or mawes of fowles, or their dusts scattered on the waters; yet can no dust bee concealed. What hurt was it to the Christians in the sacke of Rome, whose bodies lay unburied in the earth, when their soules were received to heaven? Nec vivorum culpa, qui non potuerunt sepelire: nec mortuorum poena, qui non potuerunt sentire, Aug. The living committed no sinne, in that they could not bury them: the dead felt no paine, though they were not buried. The Cynicke desired to have no other Tombe over him but heaven; he admired that for the most glorious monument. Another replied, but then the fowles of the aire will devoure thee: he answered, shall I feele them? No; then Vbicunque moriar, me tegat coelum; wheresoever I die, let earth be the pavement, and heaven the roofe of my Tombe. But onely for the livings sake, there was no Sepulcher like it. If there was a place, which could hide from God, I would not die there. But