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A glance of Heaven, or, A precious taste of a glorious feastA glance of Heaven, or, A pretious taste of a glorious feast
A glance of Heaven, or, A precious taste of a glorious feast wherein thou mayst taste and see those things which God hath prepared for them that love him / By R. Sibs ...A glance of Heaven, or, A pretious taste of a glorious feast wherein thou mayst taste and see those things which God hath prepared for them that love him / By R. Sibs ...
London: printed by E. G. for John Rothwell, 1638London: printed by E. G. for Iohn Rothwell, 1638
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.
First of all, the way to love God is to have a heavenly light, to discover what we are in our selves, and our emptiness: for being as we are, we can never love God till we see in what need we stand of his favour, and grace, that we are damned Creatures else.
First of all, the way to love God is to have a heavenly light, to discover what wee are in our selves, and our emptinesse: for being as we are, we can never love God till wee see in what need wee stand of his favour, and grace, that wee are damned Creatures else.
Now when we come to have our eyes opened to see our sinfulness, and emptiness, we will make out to God, and make out to his mercy in CHRIST above all things. Indeed the first love is the love of dependence before we come to a ⟨p. 28⟩love of friendship, and complacency with God: a love to go out to him, and to depend upon him for mercy, and grace, and all. A love that riseth from the sense of our misery, and goes to him for supply.
Now when we come to have our eyes opened to see our sinfulnesse, and emptinesse, we will make out to God, and make out to his mercy in CHRIST above all things. Indeed the first love is the love of dependance before we come to a ⟨p. 28⟩love of friendship, and complacency with God: a love to goe out to him, and to depend upon him for mercy, and grace, and all. A love that riseth from the sense of our misery, and goes to him for supply.
There is a sweet concurrence of misery, and mercy; of emptiness, and fullness; of beggary, and riches.