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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.
Non contenta quies; non est sedata libido.
When thou hast thus wandered, and begged of every poor creature a scrap of comfort, yet thou art but clawed, and cloyed with variety, with vanity; not contented. It is all but one little crumb to one half dead of hunger. Couldst thou pass over the vast Universe, from the convex superficies of heaven, to the centre of hell: yet the immense capacity, rapacity of thy desires will not be satisfied.
When thou hast thus wandred, and beg'd of euery poore creature a scrap of comfort, yet thou art but clawed, and cloyed with variety, with vanity; not contented. It is al but one little crumme to one halfe dead of hunger. Couldst thou passe ouer the vast Vniuerse, from the conuexe superficies of heauen, to the center of hell: yet the immense capacity, rapacity of thy desires will not be satisfied.
Well then did Augustine confess: Fecisti nos ad te, & 1inquietum est cor nostrum donec requiescat in te. O Lord, thou didst make us for thee; and our heart cannot be quiet till it rest in thee. Nothing but the Trinity of persons in that one Deity, can fill the triangular concave of ⟨p. 304⟩mans own heart. The fire flieth to his sphere, the stone falleth to his centre, the rivers run to the sea, as to their end and rest; and are but violently detained in any other place. The needle touched with the Lodestone, stands ever trembling and quivering, till it enjoy the full aspect of the Northern Pole. Thus the Lord is only our Centre; the very life of satisfaction; full of perfect and infallible comfort; and he alone can content the boundless apprehension of this intellectual eye. All other are but shadows and vanities, but this matter objected in my Text, satisfies. The world cannot, but this can; the hope of Gods calling, and his glorious inheritance, &c.