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The divine life in three treatises
The divine life in three treatises ... by Richard Baxter.
London: printed for Francis Tyton, 1664
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.
Doth the world use your selves so well and kindly, as that you should be sorry that your friends partake not of the feast? Are you not groaning from day to day your selves? and are you grieved that your friends are taken from your griefs? you are not well pleased with your own condition: when you look into your hearts you are displeased and complain: when you look into your lives, you are displeased and complain: when you look into your families, into your neighbourhoods, unto your friends, unto the Church, unto the Kingdom, unto the world, you are displeased and complain: And are you also displeased that your friends are not under the same displeasedness and complaints as you? Is the world a place of Rest or trouble to you? And would you have your friends to be as far from Rest as you?
Doth the world use your selves so well and kindly, as that you should be sorry that your friends partake not of the feast? Are you not groaning from day to day your selves? and are you grieved that your friends are taken from your griefs? you are not well pleased with your own condition: when you look into your hearts you are displeased and complain: when you look into your lives, you are displeased and complain: when you look into your families, into your neighbourhoods, unto your friends, unto the Church, unto the Kingdome, unto the world, you are displeased and complain: And are you also displeased that your friends are not under the same displeasedness and complaints as you? Is the world a place of Rest or trouble to you? And would you have your friends to be as far from Rest as you?
And if you have some Ease and Peace at present, you little know what storms are near! you may see the days, you may hear the tidings, you may feel the griping griefs and pains, which may make you call for Death your selves, and make you say that a life on earth is no felicity, and make you confess that they are Blessed that are dead in the Lord, as resting from their labours, and being past these troubles, griefs and fears. Many a poor troubled soul is in so great distress, as that they take their own lives to have some taste of Hell: and yet at the same time, are grieving because their friends are taken from them, who would have been grieved for their griefs, and for ought they know might have fallen into as sad a state as they themselves are now lamenting.