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Looking unto Jesus a view of the everlasting gospel, or, the souls eying of…
Looking unto Jesus a view of the everlasting gospel, or, the souls eying of Jesus as carrying on the great work of mans salvation from first to last / by Isaac Ambrose ...
London: printed for Richard Chiswel, 1680
Book 5 › Chapter 5 › Section 9: Of conforming to Jesus in that respect.
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3. In him was patience; O when I think of Christ's labours in preaching, weariness in travelling, watchfulness in praying, tears in compassionating, and then I add to all these his submission of Spirit, notwithstanding all the affronts, injuries, and exprobrations of men; how should I but cry out, O the patience of Christ! 1the Apostle tells us that when he was reviled, he reviled not again, when he suffered, he threatened not, but committed himself to him that judgeth righteously,—I have already given a touch of these graces in Christ, which now I may set before me.—In him was wisdom, and knowledge, and justice, and mercy, and temperance, and fortitude, and every virtue, or every grace that possibly I can think of, A bundle of Myrrh is my Beloved unto me, as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
3. In him was patience; O when I think of Christ's labours in preaching, weariness in travelling, watchfulness in praying, tears in compassionating, and then I add to all these his submission of Spirit, notwithstanding all the affronts, injuries, and exprobrations of men; how should I but cry out, O the patience of Christ! 1the Apostle tells us that when he was reviled, he reviled not again, when he suffered, he threatned not, but committed himself to him that judgeth righteously,—I have already given a touch of these graces in Christ, which now I may set before me.—In him was wisdom, and knowledge, and justice, and mercy, and temperance, and fortitude, and every vertue, or every grace that possibly I can think of, A bundle of Myrrh is my Beloved unto me, as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
3. I look at the conversation of Christ in word and deed; for his words, they were gracious. Not an idle word ever came out of the lips of Christ; himself tells us that of every idle word we must give an account; O then how free was Christ of every idle word?