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Richard Baxter's dying thoughts upon Phil. I, 23 written for his own life and…
Richard Baxter's dying thoughts upon Phil. I, 23 written for his own life and the latter times of his corporal pains and weakness.
London: printed by Tho. Snowden for B. Simmons, 1683
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.
O my Soul, when thou art with them, thou wilt dwell in Love, and feast on Love, and rest in Love; for thou wilt more fully dwell in God, and God in thee: And thou wilt dwell with none but perfect Lovers: They would not silence thee from praising God in their Assembly: Tyrants, Malignants, and Persecutors are more strange there (or far from thence) than Toads, and Snakes, and Crocodiles are from the Bed or Bedchamber of the King. Love is the Air, the Region, the World they live in: Love is their Nature, their Pulse, their Breath, their Constitution, their Complexion, and their work: It is their life, and even themselves and all. Full loth would one of those Spirits be, to dwell again among blind Sodomites, and mad self-damning Malignants upon Earth.
VII. Yea, this effused Love will teach us to gather ⟨p. 380⟩the Glory of the Blessed from the common Mercies of this life: Doth God give his distracted malignant Enemies, Health, Wealth, Plenty, Pleasure, yea, Lordships, Dominions, Crowns, and Kingdoms, and hath he not much better for beloved holy Souls.
Yea, doth he give the Brutes, Life, Sense, Delight and Beauty, and hath he not better things for men? for Saints?
Yea, doth he give the Bruits, Life, Sense, Delight and Beauty, and hath he not better things for men? for Saints?