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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 JONET KENNEDY. (91)
MISTRESS.
Grace, mercy & peace be unto you: Ye are not a little obliged to his rich grace who hath separate you for himself, & for the promised inheritance with the saints in light, from this condemned & guilty world: Hold fast Christ, contend for him, it is a lawful plea to go to holding & drawing for Christ; & it is not possible to keep Christ peaceably, having once gotten him, except the devil were dead. It must be your resolution to set your face against Satan's northern tempests & storms for salvation: Nature would have heaven come sleeping to us in our beds: we would all buy Christ, so being we might make price our selves; but Christ is worth more blood & lives then either ye or I have to give him. When we shall come home & enter to the possession of our brother's fair kingdom, & when our heads shall find the weight of the eternal crown of glory, & when we shall look back to pains & sufferings; then shall we see life, & sorrow, to be less then one step or stride from a prison to glory: & that our little inch of time-suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome-home to heaven. O what then will be the weight of every one of Christ's kisses! O how weighty & of what worth shall every one of Christ's love-smiles be! O when once he shall thrust a wearied traveller's head betwixt his blessed breasts, the poor soul shall think one kiss of Christ hath fully paid home forty or fifty years wet feet, & all it's sore hearts & light sufferings it had in following after Christ! O thrice blinded souls whose hearts are charmed & bewitched with dreams, shadows, feckless things, night-vanities & night fancies of a miserable life of sin! Shame on us who sit still fettered