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Grace: the truth and growth and different degrees thereof. The sum and substance of…Grace: the truth and growth and different degrees thereof. The summe and substance of…
Grace: the truth and growth and different degrees thereof. The sum and substance of XV. sermons. Preached by that faithful and painful servant of Jesus Christ, Mr. Christopher Love, late minister of Lawrence Jury, London. They being his last sermons. To which is added a funeral sermon, being the very last sermon he ever preached.Grace: the truth and growth and different degrees thereof. The summe and substance of XV. sermons. Preached by that faithful and painful servant of Jesus Christ, Mr. Christopher Love, late minister of Lawrence Jury, London. They being his last sermons. To which is added a funerall sermon, being the very last sermon he ever preached.
London: printed by E.G. for J. Rothwell, 1652
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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. The Rationality of this speech. He brings it in with an illative. For,
2. The Particularity of it. He draws a particular meditation of death, &c. Me.•
2. The Particularity of it. He drawes a particular meditation of death, &c. Me.•
3. The piety of it, he acknowledges Gods hand in bringing him to death. Thou, and not chance or fortune.
For the first, the Rationality of it. Holy Job doth not speak of his death without some cause, but for the ground and reason foregoing. By the great force of my disease is my garment changed, it binds me about as the Collar of my Coat; and then he breaks out into this holy meditation, For I know thou wilt bring me to death. From thence observe, That it is a very Rational thing in weakness to have holy meditations about death. 1Job lay under a disease, that even was ready to choke and strangle him, and then he breaks out into this holy meditation, For I know thou wilt bring me to death, &c. It is observable, the Ancients take notice that David made three Psalms, when he lay upon his sick-bed,