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A token for children being an exact account of the conversion, holy and exemplary…
A token for children being an exact account of the conversion, holy and exemplary lives and joyful deaths of several young children / by James Janeway.
London: printed for Dorman Newman, 1676
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.
18. She spake many things very judiciously of the old man and putting it off, and of the new man and putting that on; which showed that she was no stranger to conversion, and that she in some measure understood what Mortification, Self-denial and taking up of her Cross, and following of Christ meant. That Scripture was much in her mouth, The sacrifices of God are a contrite heart; a broken and a contrite spirit, O God, thou wilt not despise. That brokenness of heart (said she) which is built upon and flows from faith, and that faith which is built upon Christ, who is the proper and alone Sacrifice for Sin. These are her own words.
18. She spake many things very judiciously of the old man and putting it off, and of the new man and putting that on; which shewed that she was no stranger to conversion, and that she in some measure understood what Mortification, Self-denial and taking up of her Cross, and following of Christ meant. That Scripture was much in her mouth, The sacrifices of God are a contrite heart; a broken and a contrite spirit, O God, thou wilt not despise. That brokenness of heart (said she) which is built upon and flows from faith, and that faith which is built upon Christ, who is the proper and alone Sacrifice for Sin. These are her own words.
19. Afterwards she desired to rest, and when she had slumbered a while, she said, O dear father and Mother, how weak do I feel my self! My dear Child (said her father) God will in his tender mercy strengthen thee in thy weakness. ⟨p. 32⟩Yea father (said she) that is my confidence: For it is said, The bruised reed he will not break, and the smoking flax he will not quench.
19. Afterwards she desired to rest, and when she had slumbred a while, she said, O dear father and Mother, how weak do I feel my self! My dear Child (said her father) God will in his tender mercy strengthen thee in thy weakness. ⟨p. 32⟩