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A treatise of self-denial. By Richard Baxter, pastor of the church at KidderminsterA treatise of self-denial. By Richard Baxter, pastor of the church at Kederminster
London: printed by Robert White for Nevil Simmons, 1675
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.
Flesh. Why should I think of what will be to morrow? An ounce of mirth is worth a pound of sorrow.
Spirit. But where's that mirth when sorrows overtake thee? Will it then hold when life and God forsake thee? Forgetting Death or Hell will not prevent it: Now lose thy day, thou'lt then too late repent it.
Flesh. Must I be pained and wronged, and not feel? As if my heart were made of flint or steel?
Flesh. Must I be pain'd and wronged, and not feel? As if my heart were made of flint or steel?
Spirit. Dost thou delight to feel thy hurt and smart? Would not an Antidote preserve thy heart? Impatience is but Self-tormenting folly: Patience is cordial, easy, sweet and holy. Is not that better which turns grief to peace, Than that which doth thy misery increase?
Spirit. Dost thou delight to feel thy hurt and smart? Would not an Antidote preserve thy heart? Impatience is but Self-tormenting folly: Patience is cordial, easie, sweet and holy. Is not that better which turns grief to peace, Than that which doth thy misery encrease?