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The sacrifice of thankfulness A sermon preached at Pauls Cross, the third of December,…The sacrifice of thankefulnesse A sermon preached at Pauls Crosse, the third of December,…
The sacrifice of thankfulness A sermon preached at Pauls Cross, the third of December, being the first Aduentuall Sunday, anno 1615. By Tho. Adams. Whereunto are annexed five other of his sermons preached in London, and else-where; never before printed. ...The sacrifice of thankefulnesse A sermon preached at Pauls Crosse, the third of December, being the first Aduentuall Sunday, anno 1615. By Tho. Adams. Whereunto are annexed fiue other of his sermons preached in London, and else-where; neuer before printed. ...
London: printed by Thomas Purfoot for Clement Knight, 1616
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THE SACRIFICE OF THANKFULNESS, › The Sum.THE SACRIFICE OF THANKFVLNESSE, › The Summe.
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Behold, and kiss the feet of his Mercy, we are delivered by Jesus Christ from all these miseries and mischiefs. Oh let us not voluntarily call upon ourselves, a worse then all these, our own Unthankfulness. Let not Christ say, Ingrate Anglia, ne ossa quidem mea habes: Unthankful England, thou hast not so much as (my bones) the prints, and sensible impressions of these favours in thy memory. Thou hast shut thy Saviour out of thy mind, and buried him in neglectful oblivion. Take heed, least in a just quittance, he exclude thee from his thoughts, and forget to do thee any more good: Least he take away his Name, his Glory, his Light, his Gospel, from thee; and bestow it on those unchristened borders, where now his great Majesty is not adored.
Behold, and kisse the feete of his Mercie, wee are deliuered by Iesus Christ from all these miseries and mischiefes. Oh let vs not voluntarily call vpon ourselues, a worse then all these, our owne Vnthankefulnesse. Let not Christ say, Ingrat• Anglia, ne ossa quidem mea habes: Vnthankefull England, thou hast not so much as (my bones) the prints, and sensible impressions of these fauours in thy memorie. Thou hast shut thy Sauiour out of thy minde, and buried him in neglectfull obliuion. Take heed, least in a iust quittance, hee exclude thee from his thoughts, and forget to do thee any more good: Least he take away his Name, his Glory, his Light, his Gospell, from thee; and bestow it on those vnchristned borders, where now his great Maiestie is not adored.
How justly might he leave us in our former wretchedness? There is a pretty Fable, the moral of it will profitably fit our present Discourse. A Serpent accidentally enclosed, betwixt two great Stones, that he could no way es extricate himself; made his moan to a man passing by to deliver him. The man with much force removed the Stone, and set him free. The Serpent now, feeling his liberty, thus bespake his deliverer. I confess, you have done me a kindness in helping me out, being almost famished: But now I am out, my hunger is so violent, that I must needs take the benefit of my fortune, and devour you. The man urged his Ingratitude; but to no purpose, for the Serpent would eat him. Instantly he spied an Ass coming, and desired the Serpent to put it to his judgement. The Serpent was contented, knowing that the Ass durst not but condemn the man for his prey, least he endangered himself. The case was pleaded on both sides; the Man urging his kindness, the Serpent his hunger: But the Ass gave judgement on the Serpents side; who is now