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The marrow of the oracles of God. Or, divers treatisesThe marrovv of the oracles of God. Or, diuers treatises
The marrow of the oracles of God. Or, divers treatises containing directions about six of the weightiest things can concern a Christian in this life. by N. Bifield, late preacher of Gods Word at Isleworth in Middlesex.The marrovv of the oracles of God. Or, diuers treatises containing directions about sixe of the waightiest things can concerne a Christian in this life. by N. Bifield, late preacher of Gods Word at Isleworth in Middlesex.
London: printed by John Legatt, 1630
THE CURE OF THE FEAR OF DEATH. › Chapter 4THE CVRE OF THE FEARE OF DEATH. › Chapter 4
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.
12. A man that had never 1seen the experience of it, perhaps would have thought, that the seed cast into the ground, had been spoiled, because it would rot there; but Nature having ⟨p. 681⟩showed the return of that grain with advantage, a man can easily be cured of that folly. The Husbandman is never so simple, as to pity himself or his seed; he says not, Alas, is it not pity to throw away and mar this good seed? Why, brethren, what are your bodies, but like the best grain? The bodies of the Saints are Gods choicest corn. And what doth death m• unto Gods grain, then cast it into the earth? Do we not believe our bodies shall rise like the grain, better then ever they were sowed? and are we still afraid?
12. A man that had neuer 1seene the experience of it, perhaps would haue thought, that the seed cast into the ground, had beene spoiled, because it would rot there; but Nature hauing ⟨p. 681⟩shewed the returne of that graine with aduantage, a man can easily be cured of that folly. The Husbandman is neuer so simple, as to pitty himselfe or his seede; he saies not, Alas, is it not pitty to throw away and marre this good seed? Why, brethren, what are your bodies, but like the best graine? The bodies of the Saints are Gods choisest corne. And what doth death m• vnto Gods graine, then cast it into the earth? Doe we not beleeue our bodies shall rise like the graine, better then euer they were sowed? and are we still afraid?
- 112. The seed cast into the ground, is not spoiled.