A57970:617
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 MAR Younger. (111.)
To my Lady MARRE Younger. (111.)
My Very noble & dear Lady.
Grace, mercy & peace be to you: I received your La: letter, which hath comforted my soul. God give you to find mercy in the day of Christ. I am in as good terms and court with Christ, as an exiled oppressed prisoner of Christ can be: I am still welcome to his house, he knoweth my knock & ⟨p. 217⟩letteth in a poor friend: Under this black rough tree of the cross of Christ, he hath ravished me with his love, & taken my heart to heaven with him: well & long may he bruik it. I would not niffer Christ with all the joys that man or Angel can devise beside him. Who hath such cause to speak honourably of Christ as I have? Christ is King of all crosses & he hath made his saints little Kings under him, & he can ride & triumph upon weaker bodies then I am [if any can be weaker] & his horse will neither fall nor stumble. Madam, your La: hath much ado with Christ for your soul, husband, children, & house: Let him find much employment for his calling with you; for he is such a friend as delighteth to be burdened with suits and employments, and the more ye lay on him and the more homely ye be with him, the more welcome. O the depth of Christ's love! It hath neither brim nor bottom. O if this blind world saw his beauty! When I count with him for his mercies to me, I must stand still & wonder & go away as a poor dyvour who hath nothing to pay: Free forgiveness is my payment. I would I could get him set on high, for his love hath made me sick & I die except I get real possession. Grace, grace be with you.