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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.
Jer. 23. 29. Is not my Word like Fire.
1 Thy Word it doth illuminate, It giveth forth sweet light, And also from it we have heat, Our Graces to excite.
1 THy Word it doth illuminate, It giveth forth sweet light, And also from it we have heat, Our Graces to excite.
2 Thy Word, like Fire, doth consume Our filth and dross within; What is combustible does waste, It seizes on our sin.
2 Thy Word, like Fire, doth consume Our filth and dross within; What is combustible does waste, It siezes on our sin.
3 Fire is of an ascending kind, It mounts things up aloft; So they mount up in heart and mind, Who by thy Word are taught;