A30587:1147
Irenicum, to the lovers of truth and peace heart-divisions opened in the causes and…
Irenicum, to the lovers of truth and peace heart-divisions opened in the causes and evils of them : with cautions that we may not be hurt by them, and endeavours to heal them / by Jeremiah Burroughs.Irenicum, to the lovers of truth and peace heart-divisions opened in the causes and evils of them : with cautions that we may not be hurt by them, and endeavours to heal them / by Jeremiah Burroughes.
London: printed for Robert Dawlman, 1653
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Gen. 34. 21. The great commendation that Hamor and Shechem give of Jacob and his Sons as an argument to persuade the men of Shechem to join with them in the giving their daughters to them for wives, and in taking theirs, is, These men are peaceable with us. A peaceable disposition is very convincing.
Gen. 34. 21. The great commendation that Hamor and Shechem give of Jacob and his Sons as an argument to perswade the men of Shechem to joyn with them in the giving their daughters to them for wives, and in taking theirs, is, These men are peaceable with us. A peaceable disposition is very convincing.
Cant. 6. 6. My dove, my undefiled is but one, she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. What then follows? The daughters saw her and blessed her, yea the Queens, and the Concubines, and they praised her, Who ice she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the Sun, terrible as an Army of Banners? Let the Saints be but one, and then they will appear beautiful and glorious indeed, yea they will be terrible as an army of Banners.
Cant. 6. 6. My dove, my undefiled is but one, she is the onely one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. What then followes? The daughters saw her and blessed her, yea the Queenes, and the Concubines, and they praised her, Who ise she that looketh forth as the morning, faire as the moone, cleare as the Sunne, terrible as an Army of Banners? Let the Saints be but one, and then they will appeare beautifull and glorious indeed, yea they will be terrible as an army of Baners.