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Come & welcome to Jesus Christ, or, A plain and profitable discourse upon the…
Come & welcome to Jesus Christ, or, A plain and profitable discourse upon the sixth of John, 37 vers showing the cause, truth and manner of the coming of a sinner to Jesus Christ, with his happy reception and blessed entertainment / written by J. Bunyan.Come & welcome to Jesus Christ, or, A plain and profitable discourse upon the sixth of John, 37 vers shewing the cause, truth and manner of the coming of a sinner to Jesus Christ, with his happy reception and blessed entertainment / written by J. Bunyan.
London: printed for B. Harris, 1678
Come, & Welcome, TO JESUS CHRIST. › Objection 6: Objection 6.
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.
But to return, Thus it happeneth sometimes to them that are coming to Jesus Christ. A sad hap indeed; one would think, that he that is flying from Wrath to come, has little need of such Clogs as these; And yet so it is, and woeful experience proves it: The Church of old Complained, that her enemies over-took her, between the straights. Just between hope and fear, Heaven and Hell, Lam. 1.
But to return, Thus it happeneth sometimes to them that are coming to Jesus Christ. A sad hap indeed; one would think, that he that is flying from Wrath to come, has little need of such Clogges as these; And yet so it is, and wofull experience proves it: The Church of old Complained, that her enemies over-took her, between the straights. Just between hope and fear, Heaven and Hell, Lam. 1.
This man feeleth the infirmity of his ⟨p. 230⟩flesh; he findeth a proneness in himself to be desperate: now he chides with God, Flings and Tumbles like a Wild Bull in a net, and still the guilt of all returns upon himself, to the Crushing of him to pieces; Yet he feeleth his heart so hard, that he can find, as he thinks, no kind falling under any of his Miscarriages. Now he is a lump of confusion in his own eyes, whose Spirit, and Actions are without order.
This man feeleth the infirmity of his ⟨p. 230⟩flesh; he findeth a proneness in himself to be desperate: now he chides with God, Flings and Tumbles like a Wild Bull in a net, and still the guilt of all returns upon himself, to the Crushing of him to peices; Yet he feeleth his heart so hard, that he can find, as he thinks, no kind falling under any of his Miscarriages. Now he is a lump of confusion in his own eyes, whose Spirit, and Actions are without order.