A57970:1242
Joshua Redivivus, or Mr. Rutherford's Letters
Joshua redivivus, or, Mr. Rutherford's letters divided into two parts, the first, containing these which were written from Aberdeen, where he was confined by a sentence of the high commission ... partly on account of his non-conformance : the second, containing some which were written from Anwoth ... / now published for the use of all the people of God ... by a well-wisher to the work & people of God.Joshua redivivus, or, Mr. Rutherfoord's letters divided into two parts, the first, containing these which were written from Aberdeen, where he was confined by a sentence of the high commission ... partly on account of his non-conformance : the second, containing some which were written from Anwoth ... / now published for the use of all the people of God ... by a wellwisher to the work & people of God.
Rotterdam? : s.n., 1664
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.
To my Lady KENMURE. (19)
MADAM.
All submissive & dutiful obedience in our Lord Jesus remembered: I trust I need not much entreat your La: to look to him who hath stricken you at this time, but my duty in the memory of that comfort I found in your La: kindness, when I was no less heavy in a case not unlike that, speaketh to me, to say something now: & I wish I could ease your La: at least with words. I am persuaded your Physician will not slay you, but purge you: & seeing he calleth himself the Chirurgeon who maketh the wound & bindeth it up again, [for to lance a wound is not to kill, but cure the patient] Deut. 32. 30. 1 Sam. 2: 6. Job 6: v. 18. Hos. 6. 1. I believe, Faith will teach you to kiss a striking Lord, & so acknowledge the sovereignty of God [in the death of a child] to be above the power of us mortal men, who may pluck up a flower in the bud & not be blamed for it: If our dear ⟨p. 465⟩Lord pluck up one of his Roses, and pull down sour & green fruit before harvest, who can challenge him? For he sendeth us to his world as men to a market, wherein some stay many hours, & eat & drink, & buy & sell, & pass through the fair, till they be weary, & such are these who live long & get a hearty fill of this life: And others again come slipping in to the morning-market, & do neither sit nor stand, nor buy nor sell, but look about them a little & pass presently home again, and these are infants & young ones, who end their short market in the morning, & get but a short view of the fair: Our Lord, who hath numbered man's months & set him bounds that he cannot pass,