Christ Dying and Drawing Sinners to Himself

There be volumes written of Christ, Sermon upon Sermon, and not line upon line only, but Book upon Book, and Tomb upon Tomb. And ah! we are but at the first side of the single Catechism ⟨image 3⟩of Christ, spelling his first elements; yea, Solomon was but at, What is his Name? I fear, too many of us know neither name nor thing; nay, in this learned Age, when Antinomians write book after book of Christ, I should say, for all their crying, O the Gospel-spirit, the Gospel-strain of Preaching, the Mystery of free grace, (which few of them know) that one ounce, one grain of the spiritual and practical knowledge of Christ is more to be valued then talent-weights, yea, Ship-loads, or mountains of the knowledge of the dumb School-letter.

There be volumes written of Christ, Sermon upon Sermon, and not line upon line onely, but Booke upon Book, and Tombe upon Tombe. And ah! we are but at the first side of the single Catechisme ⟨image 3⟩of Christ, spelling his first elements; yea, Salomon was but at, What is his Name? I feare, too many of us know neither name nor thing; nay, in this learned Age, when Antinomians wri•e book after book of Christ, I should say, for all their crying, O the Gospel-spirit, the Gospel-straine of Preaching, the Mystery of free grace, (which few of them know) that one ounce, one graine of the spirituall and practicall knowledge of Christ is more to bee valued then talent-weights, yea, Ship-loads, or mountaines of the knowledge of the dumbe Schoole-letter.

They say, the Saints are perfect, and their works perfect. I slander them not, read Master Town, ¹M. Eaton, and Saltmarsh. But how ignorant are they of the Gospel, how ill read and little versed in Christ? Yea, as Luther said, Take away sin, and ye take away Christ a Saviour of sinners; how little acquainted with, and how great strangers to their own hearts are they in writing so. There is a fullness (I confess) and an all-fullness, and all-fullness of God,