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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.
All light of grace which Saints receive From thee, Lord, does it flow; •ew Men who in this world do live, Alas, are lighted so.
What clearer is there than the Sun? O what can bright shine? Thy glory, O most holy One, Exceeds, it is divine.
What clearer is there than the Sun? O what can brighte shine? Thy glory, O most holy One, Exceds, it is divine.
Most splendant rays do sparkle forth, Which dazzles every eye; Thy beams are brighter than the Sun That shines so gloriously.
Most splendant rays do sparkle forth, Which dazles every eye; Thy beams are brighter than the Sun That shines so gloriously.
Thou art the Soul of all the World, By thee all Creatures live; All things together would be hurled, If life thou didst not give.