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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 Our wounds do stink, and are corrupt, Hard swellings we do see; We want a little Ointment, Lord, Let us more humble be:
1 OUr wounds do stink, and are corrupt, Hard swellings we do see; We want a little Oyntment, Lord, Let us more humble be:
2 Thy Spirit will allay our pride, And bring us to thy feet; And when that we are softened, Thy Image on us set.
3 This Oil will heal and mollify, O pour it quickly in, That we may live and never die, Lord, by our cursed sin!
3 This Oyl will heal and mollifie, O pour it quickly in, That we may live and never die, Lord, by our cursed sin!
4 This Oil of thine, O it is good All Poison to expel! It by the virtue of thy Blood Does heal thy Israel.