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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.
1 Thou art a Fountain, Holy One, The Head of every Spring; All fullness is in thee alone, To thee we therefore sing.
1 THou art a Fountain, Holy One, The Head of ev'ry Spring; All fulness is in thee alone, To thee we therefore sing.
2 A Fountain full of grace and peace, Nay it does overflow; Its waters run, and never cease, The like's not here below.
3 A vent is made, and it does run, And sends its waters forth; The streams this way and that way turn To water the dry earth.
4 All the low places do receive These waters evermore; On humble souls who do believe, Thou dost thy blessings pour.