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The Saints' Everlasting Rest
The saints everlasting rest, or, A treatise of the blessed state of the saints in their enjoyment of God in glory wherein is showed its excellency and certainty, the misery of those that lose it, the way to attain it, and assurance of it, and how to live in the continual delightful forecasts of it and now published by Richard Baxter ...The saints everlasting rest, or, A treatise of the blessed state of the saints in their enjoyment of God in glory wherein is shewed its excellency and certainty, the misery of those that lose it, the way to attain it, and assurance of it, and how to live in the continual delightful forecasts of it and now published by Richard Baxter ...
London: printed by Rob. White for Thomas Underhil and Francis Tyton, 1650
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.
1SECT. II.
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Rest! How sweet a word is this to mine ears? Methinks the sound doth turn to substance, and having entered at the ear, doth possess my brain, and thence descendeth down to my very heart; methinks I feel it stir and work, and that through all my parts and powers; but with a various work upon my various parts; to my wearied senses and languid spirits, it seems a quieting powerful Opiate; to my dulled powers it is spirit and life; to my dark eyes, it is both eye-salve and a prospective; to my taste it is sweetness; to mine ears it is melody; to my hands and feet it's strength and nimbleness: Methinks I feel it digest as it proceeds, and increase my native heat and moisture, and lying as a reviving cordial at my heart▪ from thence doth send forth lively spirits, which beat through all the pulses of my soul. Rest! Not as the stone that rests on the earth, nor as these clods of flesh shall rest in the grave; so our beast must rest as well as we; nor is it the satisfying of our fleshly lusts, nor such a rest as the carnal world desireth; ⟨p. 791⟩no, no, we have another kind of rest then these: Rest we shall from all our labours, which were but the way and means to Rest, but yet that is the smallest part: O blessed Rest, where we shall never rest day or night, crying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sabbaths! when we shall rest from sin, but not from worship! from suffering and sorrow, but not from solace! O blessed day, when I shall rest with God*