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The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity…
The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it well : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it vvell : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1662
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
Is it the untying of the knot betwixt body and soul which perplexeth thee? It is true they part; but as friends going two several ways shake hands till they return from their journey; they are as sure of meeting again, as of parting; for thy soul shall return laden with the wealth of heaven, and fetch his old companion to the participation of all his joy and happiness.
Is it the untying of the knot betwixt body and soul which perplexeth thee? It is true they part; but as friends going two several wayes shake hands till they return from their journey; they are as sure of meeting again, as of parting; for thy soul shall return laden with the wealth of heaven, and fetch his old companion to the participation of all his joy and happiness.
Is it the rotting of thy body in the grave that grieves thee? Indeed Plato's worldling doth sadly bewail it: Woe is me, that I shall lie alone rotting in the earth amongst the crawling Worms, not seeing ought above, nor seen! But thou who hast read it is a sweet bed of spices for thy body to rest in, all the dark night of this worlds duration, mayst well banish such fears. Hast thou never heard God speaking to thee as once to Jacob, Fear not to go down into (Egypt, ⟨p. 185⟩into) the grave, I will go down with thee, and I will bring thee up again. Gen. 16.4.
Is it the rotting of thy body in the grave that grieves thee? Indeed Plato's worldling doth sadly bewail it: Woe is me, that I shall lie alone rotting in the earth amongst the crawling Wormes, not seeing ought above, nor seen! But thou who hast read it is a sweet bed of spices for thy body to rest in, all the dark night of this worlds duration, mayst well banish such fears. Hast thou never heard God speaking to thee as once to Jacob, Fear not to goe down into (Aegypt, ⟨p. 185⟩into) the grave, I will go down with thee, and I will bring thee up again.