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Seasonable truths in evil-times in several sermons / lately preached in and about London
Seasonable truths in evil-times in several sermons / lately preached in and about London by William Bridge, late preacher of the word of God at Yarmouth.Seasonable truths in evil-times in several sermons / lately preached in and about London by Willam Bridge, late preacher of the word of God at Yarmouth.
London: printed for Nath. Crouch, 1668
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Sermon 5: The uncertainty of the world, should take off our Hearts from the Love of it.
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.
For why should I joy much in that which I cannot enjoy? why now the things of this world I may use, but I cannot enjoy them, God only is to be enjoyed.
Who will rejoice with all his might in the blaze of a Wisp? a Wisp of Straw set on fire makes a great blaze, but it ends in black ashes: who rejoices much in the blaze of the Wisp? why truly the best outward thing, it is but the blaze of a Wisp, and if we don't take heed, it ends in black ashes.
Who will rejoyce with all his might in the blaze of a Wisp? a Wisp of Straw set on fire makes a great blaze, but it ends in black ashes: who rejoyces much in the blaze of the Wisp? why truly the best outward thing, it is but the blaze of a Wisp, and if we dont take heed, it ends in black ashes.
Who would rejoice much in that which is but a Tanquam, a quasi of good, which he cannot satisfy his soul in? there is a crack in the finest Crystal Glass in this world, a crevice: what outward thing is there in all the world, but hath some crevice in it? what beauty, but hath some Wart grows upon the face on't? Our Saviour Christ was at a Wedding, and when he was there the Wine was spent; why? for to show that in the midst of all our fullness and joy, there is a deficiency, and there is a want, bottles will be empty.
Who would rejoyce much in that which is but a Tanquam, a quasi of good, which he cannot satisfie his soul in? there is a crack in the finest Christal Glass in this world, a crevice: what outward thing is there in all the world, but hath some crevice in it? what beauty, but hath some Wart grows upon the face on't? Our Saviour Christ was at a Wedding, and when he was there the Wine was spent; why? for to shew that in the midst of all our fulness and joy, there is a deficiency, and there is a want, bottles will be empty.