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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.
2 By thy Grace, Lord, O let us move, And with a holy Song Exalt thee who dost dwell above, To whom all praise belongs.
3 It's none but thee who can appease The wrath that burns within, And to a wounded heart give ease, That's burdened with sin.
4 We thee adore, and worship do, And at thy precious Feet Contentedly we all would lye To taste thy mercy sweet.
4 We thee adore, and worship do, And at thy precious Feet Contentedly we all would lye To tast thy mercy sweet.
5 And thou, dear Saviour, who for sin The Curse didst undergo, Unless thy Arm revealed had been, No help to us could flow.
5 And thon, dear Saviour, who for sin The Curse didst undergo, Unless thy Arm reveal'd had been, No help to us could flow.