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The happiness of the church, or, A description of those spiritual prerogatives wherewith Christ…The happines of the church, or, A description of those spirituall prerogatiues vvherewith Christ…
The happiness of the church, or, A description of those spiritual prerogatives wherewith Christ hath endowed her considered in some contemplations upon part of the 12. chapter of the Hebrews : together with certain other meditations and discourses upon other portions of Holy Scriptures, the titles whereof immediately precede the book : being the sum of diverse sermons preached in S. Gregory's London / by Thomas Adams ...The happines of the church, or, A description of those spirituall prerogatiues vvherewith Christ hath endowed her considered in some contemplations vpon part of the 12. chapter of the Hebrewes : together with certain other meditations and discourses vpon other portions of Holy Scriptures, the titles wherof immediately precede the booke : being the summe of diuerse sermons preached in S. Gregories London / by Thomas Adams ...
London: printed by G.P. for John Grismand, 1619London: printed by G.P. for Iohn Grismand, 1619
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.
The churlish Cormorant is a mischievous Rider: he sits on a black Jade, Covetousness; and rides only from market to market, to buy up grain, when he hath store to sell: and so hatcheth up dearth in a year of plenty. Our Land is too full of these riders: they repine & complain of the unseasonableness of the weather, of the barrenness of the earth: but they conceal the true cause, whereof their own souls are conscious, their uncharitableness. The earth hath never been so frozen as their consciences: nor is the ground so fruitless of plenty, as they of pity. This is not mala terra, bona gens; but mala gens, bona terra: we have bad minds, good materials. The earth hath ⟨p. 173⟩not scanted her fruits, but our concealings have been close, our enhancings ravenous, our transportations lavish. The Lord sends grain, and the devil sends garners. The imprecations of the poor shall follow these •iders, and the ears of God shall attend their cries.
The churlish Cormorant is a mischicuous Rider: hee sits on a black Iade, Couetousnesse; and rides onely from market to market, to buy vp graine, when hee hath store to sell: and so hatcheth vp dearth in a yere of plenty. Our Land is too full of these riders: they repine & complaine of the vnseasonablenesse of the weather, of the barrennesse of the earth: but they conceale the true cause, whereof their owne soules are conscious, their vncharitablenesse. The earth hath neuer been so frozen as their consciences: nor is the ground so fruitlesse of plenty, as they of pitie. This is not mala terra, bona gens; but mala gens, bona terra: vve haue bad minds, good materialls. The earth hath ⟨p. 173⟩not scanted her fruits, but our concealings haue beene close, our enhancings rauenous, our transportations lauish. The Lord sends graine, and the diuell sends garners. The imprecations of the poore shall follow these •iders, and the eares of God shall attend their cries.