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The Fountain of Life Opened
The fountain of life opened, or, A display of Christ in his essential and mediatorial glory wherein the impetration of our redemption by Jesus Christ is orderly unfolded as it was begun, carried on, and finished by his covenant-transaction, mysterious incarnation, solemn call and dedication ... / by John Flavell ...The fountain of life opened, or, A display of Christ in his essential and mediatorial glory wherein the impetration of our redemption by Jesus Christ is orderly unfolded as it was begun, carryed on, and finished by his covenant-transaction, mysterious incarnation, solemn call and dedication ... / by John Flavell ...
London: printed for Rob. White, 1673
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.
Secondly, It produces an humble adoration of the goodness, and mercy of God; to exact satisfaction for our sins, by such bloody stripes from our surety. Lord, what if this wrath had seized on me, as it did on Christ; what had been my condition then! If these things were done in the green tree, what had been the case of the dry tree?
Secondly, It produces an humble adoration of the goodness, and mercy of God; to exact satisfaction for our sins, by such bloody stripes from our surety. Lord, what if this wrath had seised on me, as it did on Christ; what had been my condition then! If these things were done in the green tree, what had been the cafe of the dry tree?
Sometimes representations (and not common ones) are made of the Love of Christ,1 who assumed a body and soul on purpose to bear the wrath of God for our sins. And when that surpassing Love breaks out in its glory upon the soul, how is the soul transported, and ravished with it! crying out, what manner of Love is this! Here's a Love large enough to go round the heavens, and the Heaven of heavens. Who ever loved after this rate, to lay down his life for enemies! O Love unutterable, and unconceivable! How glorious is my Love in his red garments! Sometimes the fruits of his death are there gloriously displayed. Even his satisfaction for sin, and the purchase his blood made of the eternal inheritance. And this begets thankfulness, and confidence in the soul. Christ is dead, and his death hath satisfied for my sin. Christ is dead therefore my soul shall never die. Who shall separate me ⟨p. 272⟩from the Love of God? These are the fruits, and this is the nature of that remembrance of Christ, here spoken of.
Sometimes representations (and not common ones) are made of the Love of Christ,1