A32052:2105
Saints memorials, or, Words fitly spoken, like apples of gold in pictures of silver…
Saints memorials, or, Words fitly spoken, like apples of gold in pictures of silver being a collection of divine sentences / written and delivered by those late reverend and eminent ministers of the gospel, Mr. Edmund Calamy, Mr. Joseph Caryl, Mr. Ralph Venning, Mr. James Janeway.
London : s.n., 1674
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.
This broken Spirit drieth the bones, it sucks away the marrow and radical moisture. A good Conscience is a continual Feast, but sin mars all the mirth. When Cain had killed his Brother, and his Conscience felt the stroke of his Curse, he was like a distracted man, and mad: When Judas had betrayed ⟨p. 252⟩his Master, he was weary of his life.
This broken Spirit drieth the bones, it sucks away the marrow and radical moisture. A good Conscience is a continual Feast, but sin mars all the mirth. When Cain had killed his Brother, and his Conscience felt the stroak of his Curse, he was like a distracted man, and mad: When Iudas had betrayed ⟨p. 252⟩his Master, he was weary of his life.
Sin is against the beauty of man, it takes away the loveliness of their Complexions, and alters the very air of their Countenance; it makes man vanity, and his beauty vain.
Sin is against the loving and conjugal Cohabitation of Soul and Body: Sin sowed discord between them, and made them jar: many a falling out there is now betwixt Body and Soul, between Sense and Reason; they draw several ways: there's a self-civil War.