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The banqueting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred…The banquetting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred…
The banqueting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred Scripture mysteries ... / written by Benjamin Keach, author of War with the Devil.The banquetting-house, or, A feast of fat things a divine poem, opening many sacred Scripture mysteries ... / written by Benjamin Keach, author of War with the Devil.
London: printed by J.A. for H. Barnard, 1692
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.
3 Thy Blood is sprinkled on our Doors, Or rather on our Hearts, To show God hath our sins passed o'er, And Mercies he imparts.
3 Thy Blood is sprinkled on our Doors, Or rather on our Hearts, To shew God hath our sins pass'd o're, And Mercies he imparts.
5 The Lamb it was roasted with fire, Thou didst God's wrath sustain; And on thee we by Faith do feed, And life thereby obtain.
5 The Lamb was eat with bitter Herbs, So let us see our sin, And find it bitter unto us, It so to thee has been;
6 And so let us thy Praises sing Whilst thus we feast with thee, And with one heart exalt our King In all sincerity.