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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 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;
4 As fired are by thy own Spirit, Thy Word without that, Lord, ⟨p. 218⟩Will never burn, nor raise our hearts (As we have newly heard.)
4 As fir'd are by thy own Spirit, Thy Word without that, Lord, ⟨p. 218⟩Will never burn, nor raise our hearts (As we have newly heard.)