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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.
7 Hast thou not paid our Debts, O Lord? Read our Discharge we pray, And that will comfort now afford, And this most doubtful day;
8 Is not all paid? Can Justice see Just ground for to deny Our true Acquittance, Lord, in thee Who didst him satisfy?
8 Is not all paid? Can Justice see Just ground for to deny Our true Acquittance, Lord, in thee VVho didst him satisfie?
The second Part. 1 Our Cause, Lord, thou didst undertake Without the hopes of fee; And this does us most cheerful make, We hope we now shall see 2 An end put to that bitter strife Which has been long between Our God and us; alas, our life In jeopardy has been. 3 O blessed Lord, we do perceive Our Cause it does go well; For he who doth on thee believe, Shall never go to Hell: 4 But he shall live eternally In joy and happy bliss; Our Advocate has won the day, What love is like to this! 5 Thou in our stead was pleased to die, Who Criminals all were, The Law for us didst satisfy, No errors can appear: 6 No superseding of our suit, Our Foes can't it remove; For thou as Judge in chief shalt fit In the high Court above.
The second Part. 1 Our Cause, Lord, thou didst undertake Without the hopes of fee; And this does us most chearful make, We hope we now shall see 2 An end put to that bitter strife Which has been long between Our God and us; alas, our life In jeopardy has been. 3 O blessed Lord, we do perceive Our Cause it does go well; For he who doth on thee believe, Shall never go to Hell: 4 But he shall live eternally In joy and happy bliss; Our Advocate has won the day, What love is like to this! 5 Thou in our stead was pleas'd to die, Who Criminals all were, The Law for us didst satisfie, No errours can appear: 6 No superseding of our suit, Our Foes can't it remove; For thou as Judge in chief shalt fit In the high Court above.