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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.
2 Like unto it, 'tis of such worth, A little quantity Of it exceeds all things on Earth, Such glories in it lye.
3 Tho' Gold doth deck the outward Man, This doth the Soul adorn; Thy Gospel is an Ornament, Nay, 'tis thy Peoples Crown.
4 Gold doth make Vessels which are rare, Thy Word and Spirit do Make golden Saints beyond compare, And golden Churches too:
5 Yea, Candlesticks of beaten Gold Are formed out of it, Which glorious are, Lord, to behold, But will be rarer yet.
The Second Part. 1 And as Gold is durable, so It will the trial bear; Thy Word is tried, and will abide Whilst Heaven and Earth appear. 2 But O what pains do Mortals use To get a little Gold! Which when 'tis got, it flies away, And it they cannot hold. 3 O then forbear and labour now For Gold that will abide, To lasting glory 'twill bring you, And fill your Souls beside: 4 Which Gold could never do, nor shall, That cannot satisfy The Soul of Man, the thing's too small, It can't its wants supply. 5 True peace and satisfaction is Only in God above; His Word receive, and oon you will Be filled with his love.