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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.
There is no Grace in Christ appertaining to our sanctification in general, which is not in some weak degree fashioned in us. And hence the work of Grace and Regeneration is called a forming of Christ in the soul. And whiles we behold him, we are said to be changed into his likeness, 2 Cor. 3.18. And we are said to have the same Spirit in us, that is in Christ, Rom. 8.9. If any man have not the Spirit of Christ, he is none of his. And the same Mind is in us, that is in Christ, Phil. 2.6.
There is no Grace in Christ appertaining to our sanctification in general, which is not in some weak degree fashioned in us. And hence the work of Grace and Regeneration is called a forming of Christ in the soul. And whiles wee behold him, wee are said to bee changed into his likenesse, 2 Cor. 3.18. And wee are said to have the same Spirit in us, that is in Christ, Rom. 8.9. If any man have not the Spirit of Christ, hee is none of his. And the same Mind is in us, that is in Christ, Phil. 2.6.
There is a bastardly holiness, a painted false beauty, which is spun out of our selves, wrought out of our own Principles, with which we shall lye down with sorrow at last. Sparkles of our own kindling.
There is a bastardly holiness, a painted false beauty, which is spun out of our selves, wrought out of our own Principles, with which wee shall lye down with sorrow at last. Sparkles of our own kindling.