A26694:279
Remains of that excellent minister of Jesus Christ, Mr. Joseph Alleine being a collection…Remaines of that excellent minister of Jesus Christ, Mr. Joseph Alleine being a collection…
Remains of that excellent minister of Jesus Christ, Mr. Joseph Alleine being a collection of sundry directions, sermons, sacrament-speeches, and letters, not heretofore published ...Remaines of that excellent minister of Jesus Christ, Mr. Joseph Alleine being a collection of sundry directions, sermons, sacrament-speeches, and letters, not heretofore published ...
London: printed for Peter Parker, 1674
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
Now will I sing a song to my well-beloved, touching his vineyard, Isa. 5. 1. The vineyard of the Lord of hosts is the Town of Tau•ton, and the inhabitants thereof his pleasant plant. And now I will tell you what God hath done for his vineyard. He hath plucked up the fence thereof, and yet it is not eaten up. Her hedges are broken down; yet they that pass by the way do not pluck her, nor the wild Boars of the forest eat her: nor the beasts of the field devour her. She is burnt with fire; and yet is not burnt up. O what hath God done for his vineyard here? O remember now, O people what the enemy consulted, and what the Lord answered; they said come let us curse Taunton and let us defy the people of God: But who ⟨p. 116⟩shall curse whom the Lord hath not cursed? And […] whom the Lord hath not defied? God hath blessed, and who shall reverse it? happy art thou O people: who is like thee O Taunton, saved by the Lord the shield of thy power, the sword of this excellency? The archers have shot at thee, yet they have not hurt thee.
Now will I sing a song to my welbeloved, touching his vineyard, Isa. 5. 1. The vineyard of the Lord of hosts is the Town of Tau•ton, and the inhabitants thereof his pleasant plant. And now I will tell you what God hath done sor his vineyard. He hath plucked up the fence thereof, and yet it is not eaten up. Her hedges are broken down; yet they that passe by the way do not pluck her, nor the wild Boars of the sorrest eat her: nor the beasts of the sield devour her. Shee is burnt with fire; and yet is not burnt up. O what hath God done for his vineyard here? O remember now, O people what the enemy consulted, and what the Lord answered; they said come let us curse Taunton and let us defie the people of God: But who ⟨p. 116⟩shall curse whom the Lord hath not cursed? And 〈…〉 whom the Lord hath not defied? God hath blessed, and who shall reverse it? happy art thou O people: who is like thee O Taunton, saved by the Lord the shield of thy power, the sword of this excellency? The archers have shot at thee, yet they have not hurt thee.