A39663:1768
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.
Thirdly, These universal pains were continual, not by fits, but without any intermission. He had not a moments ease by the cessation of pains. Wave came upon wave, one grief driving on another, ⟨p. 467⟩till all Gods waves and billows had gone over him. To be in extremity of pain, and that without a moments intermission, will quickly pull down the stoutest nature in the world.
Fourthly, And lastly, as his pains were sharp, universal, and continual; so they were altogether unrelieved by his understanding part. If a man have sweet comforts flowing into his soul from God, they will sweetly demulce and allay the pains of the body. This made the Martyrs shout amidst the flames. Yea even inferior comforts and delights of the mind will greatly relieve the oppressed body.
Fourthly, And lastly, as his pains were sharp, universal, and continual; so they were altogether unrelieved by his understanding part. If a man have sweet comforts flowing into his soul from God, they will sweetly demulce and allay the pains of the body. This made the Martyrs shout amidst the flames. Yea even inferiour comforts and delights of the mind will greatly relieve the oppressed body.
It's said of Possidonius that in a great fit of the Stone he solaced himself,1 with discourses of moral virtue, and when the pain twinged him, he would say, O pain, thou dost nothing, though thou art a little troublesome, I will never confess thee to be evil. And Epicurus in the fits of the Colic refreshed himself ob memoriam inventorem, (i. e.) by his invention in Philosophy.