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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.
5 Thy Righteousness is spotless, pure, And thou dost it impute To us, O Lord, we have it sure, And well it doth us suit:
For nothing but this Garment could Make us accepted be; None justified ever shall Without it be by thee:
7 But every one that hath this on They justified are, And therefore let Believers sing Who this rich Robe do wear.
The Second Part. 1 A Garment must exactly fit Such who do put it on; Thy Righteousness alone is it That suits each gracious One. 2 In every case the Law has all It can desire to have, And Justice says she never shall More of Believers crave: 3 It suits so well in each degree, And Saints also do find It suits them so, nothing can be Exacter to their mind: ⟨p. 152⟩4 For it does with God's wisdom suit, And clothes our souls and heart; And hides all our deformities, Nay covers every part, 5 From head to foot, so that such seem To have no spot at all; It gloriously does fit all them, Be they great ones or small.