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A discourse concerning meekness and quietness of spirit to which is added, A sermon…
A discourse concerning meekness and quietness of spirit to which is added, A sermon on Acts 28. 22, showing that the Christian religion is not a sect, and yet that it is every where spoken against / by Matthew Henry ...A discourse concerning meekness and quietness of spirit to which is added, A sermon on Acts 28. 22, shewing that the Christian religion is not a sect, and yet that it is every where spoken against / by Matthew Henry ...
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1699
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.
9. Converse much in your Thoughts with the dark and silent Grave. You meet with many things now that disturb and disquiet you, and much ado you have to bear them; think how quiet Death will make you, and how uncapable of resenting or resisting Injuries, and what an easy prey this Flesh you are so jealous for, will shortly be to the Worm, that shall feed sweetly on it. You will ere long be out of the reach of Provocation, there where the wicked cease from troubling, and where their Envy and their Hatred is for ever perished. And is not a quiet Spirit, the best Preparative for that quiet State? Think how all these things, which now disquiet us, will appear when we come to look Death in the Face; how small and inconsiderable they seem to one that is stepping into Eternity. Think, what need is there that I should so ill resent an Affront or Injury, that am but a Worm to day, and, may be Worms Meat to morrow. They say, when Bees fight, the throwing up of Dust among them, quickly parts the Fray.
9. Converse much in your Thoughts with the dark and silent Grave. You meet with many things now that disturb and disquiet you, and much ado you have to bear them; think how quiet Death will make you, and how uncapable of resenting or resisting Injuries, and what an easie prey this Flesh you are so jealous for, will shortly be to the Worm, that shall feed sweetly on it. You will e're long be out of the reach of Provocation, there where the wicked cease from troubling, and where their Envy and their Hatred is for ever perished. And is not a quiet Spirit, the best Preparative for that quiet State? Think how all these things, which now disquiet us, will appear when we come to look Death in the Face; how small and inconsiderable they seem to one that is stepping into Eternity. Think, what need is there that I should so ill resent an Affront or Injury, that am but a Worm to day, and, may be Worms Meat to morrow. They say, when Bees fight, the throwing up of Dust among them, quickly parts the Fray.
Hi motus animorum atque haec certamina tanta