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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, › FEAR.THE SACRIFICE OF THANKFVLNESSE, › FEARE.
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.
Let us pass from Love to Fear. we must Love our good God: we must Fear our great Lord. It is objected against this passage of union,1 that perfect love casteth out fear. It is answered, that fear brings in perfect love; as the Needle draws in the Thread. And it is not possible, that true Love should be without good Fear; that is, a filial Reverence. For slavish fear, be it as far from your hearts, as it shall be from my discourse.
LEt vs pàsse from Loue to Feare. we must Loue our good God: we must Feare our great Lord. It is obiected against this passage of vnion,1 that perfect loue casteth out feare. It is answered, that feare brings in perfect loue; as the Needle drawes in the Thread. And it is not possible, that true Loue should be without good Feare; that is, a filiall Reuerence. For slauish feare, be it as farre from your hearts, as it shall be from my discourse.
Now this Fear is a most due and proper affection: and (I may say) the fittest of all to be towards God. Indeed God requires our Love: but we must think, that then God stoops low, and bows himself down to be loved of us. For there is such an infinite inequality betwixt God and us, that without his sweet dignation, and descending to us, there could be no fitness of this affection. But look we up to that infinite glory of our great Lord: look we down on the vileness of our selves, sinful dust: and we will say, that by reason of the disproportion between us, nothing is so suitable for our baseness to give so high a God,1