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The Unsearchable Riches of Christ
Ton anexichniaston plouton [sic] tou Christou. The unsearchable riches of Christ. Or, Meat for strong men. Milk [for] babes. Held for th in twenty-two sermons from Ephesians 3.8. By Thomas Brooks, preacher of the Word at Margarets New-Fishstreet.Ton anexichniaston plouton [sic] tou Christou. The unsearchable riches of Christ. Or, Meat for strong men. Milke [for] babes. Held for th in twenty-two sermons from Ephesians 3.8. By Thomas Brookes, preacher of the Word at Margarets New-Fishstreet.
London: printed by Mary Simmons for John Hancock, 1655
Title page typeset from the transcription.
THE Unsearchable Riches OF CHRIST.THE Ʋnsearchable Riches OF CHRIST.
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.
Plutarch tells of a private Soldier of Julius Caesars, who fought so valiantly in Britain, that by his means he saved ⟨p. 44⟩the Captains, which otherwise were in great danger to be cast away (being driven into a Bog) then marching with great 1pain through the mire and dirt; in the end he got to the other side, but left his shield behind him. Caesar wondering at his noble courage, ran to him with joy, to embrace him: But the poor Soldier, hanging down his head, the water standing in his eyes, fell down at Caesars feet, and besought him to pardon him, for that he had left his Shield behind him. You know how to apply it. He had done gallantly, yet he falls down at Caesars feet, after his brave service, with tears in his eyes, upon the sense of his leaving his shield behind him. When we have done our best, we have cause to fall down at Jesus feet, and with tears in our eyes, sue out our pardon.
Plutarch tells of a private Souldier of Julius Caesars, who fought so val•antly in Brittaine, that by his meanes he sav'd ⟨p. 44⟩the Captaines, which otherwise were in great danger to be cast away (being driven into a Bogge) then marching with great 1paine through the mire and dirt; in the end he got to the other side, but left his shield behind him. Caesar wondring at his noble courage, ran to him with joy, to imbrace him: But the poore Souldier, hanging downe his head, the water standing in his eyes, fell downe at Caesars feet, and besought him to pardon him, for that he had left his Shield behind him. You know how to apply it. He had done gallantly, yet he falls downe at Caesars feet, after his brave service, with teares in his eyes, upon the sense of his leaving his shield behind him. When we have done our best, we have cause to fall downe at Jesus feet, and with teares in our eyes, sue out our pardon.
- 1Plutarch in the Life of Caesar.