A26344:106
God's anger
God's anger ; and, Man's comfort two sermons / preached and published by Tho. Adams.
London: printed by Tho. Maxey for Samuel Man, 1652
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Consolation then is made for sorrow; and not for every sorrow neither. Some is produced by no other cause but temporal losses, pains or injuries: so Esau may mourn long enough without recovery of his Fathers blessing. Worldly sorrow bringeth death, not delight to the soul. Many weep, as Rachel did in Ramah, for her children, 1because they were not: but they neither are, nor ever will be comforted. There are tears that got sinful Esau nothing, and there be tears that got sinful Mary salvation. If the sorrow that swells our bosom with sighs, and is ready to burst our hearts, be spent upon our sins, it shall be sure of comforts. Are we full of grief within, and find no vent but by the groans and tears of repentance? God may let us bleed for a while, till we be throughly humbled: but then, like the woman, the pangs of whose travel be over, the son of joy shall be borne in our souls, even that son which the blessed Virgin bore from her womb; Filius dilectionis, Filius delectationis, Jesus Christ.
Consolation then is made for sorrow; and not for every sorrow neither. Some is produced by no other cause but temporall losses, paines or injuries: so Esau may mourn long enough without recovery of his Fathers blessing. Worldly sorrow bringeth death, not delight to the soul. Many weep, as Rachel did in Ramah, for her children, 1because they were not: but they neither are, nor ever will be comforted. There are tears that got sinfull Esau nothing, and there be tears that got sinfull Mary salvation. If the sorrow that swells our bosome with sighes, and is ready to burst our hearts, be spent upon our sins, it shall be sure of comforts. Are we full of griefe within, and find no vent but by the groanes and tears of repentance? God may let us bleed for a while, till we be throughly humbled: but then, like the woman, the pangs of whose travell be over, the sonne of joy shall be borne in our souls, even that son which the blessed Virgin bore from her womb; Filius dilectionis, Filius delectationis, Jesus Christ.