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The dead saint speaking to saints and sinners living in several treatisesThe dead saint speaking to saints and sinners living in severall treatises
The dead saint speaking to saints and sinners living in several treatises ... : never before published / by Samuel Bolton ...The dead saint speaking to saints and sinners living in severall treatises ... : never before published / by Samuel Bolton ...
London: printed by Robert Ibbitson for Thomas Parkhurst, 1657
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.
3. Faith doth stablish the heart against the Fear of Death; the King of Fears, as Job calls it: And of all terribles, the most terrible, as the Philosopher speaks. Unbelief doth slay the heart with fears. A man, that knows not what shall become of his soul to all eternity: no marvel if he be afraid to dye.
3. Faith doth stablish the heart against the Fear of Death; the King of Fears, as Job calls it: And of all terribles, the most terrible, as the Philosopher speaks. Unbeleef doth slay the heart with fears. A man, that knows not what shall become of his soul to all eternity: no marvel if hee bee afraid to dye.
When a man shall lye upon his death bed, and knows not whither he shall go. Quo vadam nescio. As it was said of Aristotle. I go I know not whither: Or, when a man shall look upon death, and Hell behind it: upon the Pale Horse, and Hell behind, as we have it, Rev. 6. no marvel if he be afraid to dye.
When a man shall lye upon his death bed, and knows not whither hee shall go. Quo vadam nescio. As it was said of Aristotle. I go I know not whither: Or, when a man shall look upon death, and Hell behinde it: upon the Pale Horse, and Hell behinde, as wee have it, Rev. 6. no marvel if hee bee afraid to dye.
But when by Faith we can look upon God a Father: Christ a Saviour; and can say, — God is my God; Christ is my Christ; Heaven is my Inheritance; Glory is my portion: no marvel then, if death be not terrible, no marvel then if he be ready to meet death, and say with Simeon — Lord, now lettest thou thy Servant depart in Peace. Or with Paul, sigh out, Cupio dissolvi: I desire to be dissolved, and to be with Christ.