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A Golden Chain
A golden chain: or The description of theology containing the order of the causes of salvation and damnation, according to Gods word. A view whereof is to be seen in the table annexed. Hereunto is adjoined the order which M. Theodore Beza used in comforting afflicted consciences.A golden chaine: or The description of theologie containing the order of the causes of saluation and damnation, according to Gods word. A view whereof is to be seene in the table annexed. Hereunto is adioyned the order which M. Theodore Beza vsed in comforting afflicted consciences.
Cambridge: printed by John Legat, 1600Cambridge: printed by Iohn Legat, 1600
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.
Sinner. Good sir, I know athe Lord hath given you the tongue of the learned, to be able to minister a word in time to him that is weary: therefore I pray you help me in my misery.
Sinner. GOod sir, I know athe Lord hath giuen you the tongue of the learned, to be able to minister a word in time to him that is wearie: therefore I pray you helpe me in my miserie.
Minister. Ah my good brother what is the matter with you? and what ail you?
Minister. Ah my good brother what is the matter with you? and what aile you?
Sinner. I lived a long time, the Lord he knoweth it, after the manner of the world, in all the lusts of my filthy flesh, & then I was never troubled: but it hath pleased GOD of his mercy to touch my heart, and to send his own son that good shepherd Jesus Christ, to fetch me home to his own fold, even upon his own neck: and since that time it is a wonder to see how my poor heart hath been troubled: my corruption so boils in me and Satan will never let me alone.
Sinner. I liued a long time, the Lord he knoweth it, after the manner of the world, in all the lusts of my filthie flesh, & then I was neuer troubled: but it hath plesed GOD of his mercie to touch my heart, and to send his owne sonne that good sheapheard Iesus Christ, to fetch me home to his owne fold, euen vpon his own necke: and since that time it is a wonder to see howe my poore heart hath beene troubled: my corruption so boyles in me and Sathan will neuer let me alone.