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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.
4 Return again unto our God, When we from thee do stray: O bring us to our blessed abode, Christ Jesus is the Way.
4 Return again unto our God, When we from thee do stray: O bring us to our bless'd abode, Christ Jesus is the Way.
5 We here no perfect rest shall find, Until we fixed are In our brave house that is above, No Palace like to it here.
5 We here no perfect rest shall find, Untill we fixed are In our brave house that is above, No Palace like to it here.
The second Part. 1 A House preserves from heat and cold, From Winds and cruel storms; Those who Lord dwell in thee are bold, Being safe from fear of harms. 2 And in our House our comforts lie, And all our chiefest treasure: God is our Joy, our Souls delight, In whom is sweetest pleasure. 3 Propriety unto a house Doth make it valued; Our interest in our God, alone, Makes us lift up our head. 4 In a great House are many Rooms To dine and also lye, Rare secret Chambers also we Do in thee clearly spy. 5 Each Attribute is as a Room Whither thy Saints do go By precious Acts of Faith, and then Nothing they fear below. 6 Another house, though stately tis, It may be batted down; ⟨p. 8⟩But thou art such a House, O Lord, That can't be overthrown. 7 Hast then away to your abode, Let all with speed hast home, For dreadful storms you may expect Will very quickly come.
The second Part. 1 A House preserves from heat and cold, From Winds and cruel storms; Those who Lord dwell in thee are bold, Being safe from fear of harms. 2 And in our House our comforts lie, And all our chiefest treasure: God is our Joy, our Souls delight, In whom is sweetest pleasure. 3 Propriety unto a house Doth make it valued; Our interest in our God, alone, Makes us lift up our head. 4 In a great House are many Rooms To dine and also lye, Rare secret Chambers also we Do in thee clearly spy. 5 Each Attribute is as a Room Whither thy Saints do go By precions Acts of Faith, and then Nothing they fear below. 6 Another house, thô stately tis, It may be batted down;