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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
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Luther professeth, That he profited more by prayer in a short space, then by study in a longer; as John by weeping got the sealed Book open
My fourth Request to you, is this, That 1if by the blessing of the Lord upon my weak endeavours, any leaf or line should drop myrrh, or mercy, marrow or fatness upon your spirits, that you will give all the glory to the God of Heaven; for to him alone it does belong.
My fourth Request to you, is this, That 1if by the blessing of the Lord upon my weake endeavours, any leafe or line should drop myrrhe, or mercy, marrow or fatnesse upon your spirits, that you will give all the glory to the God of Heaven; for to him alone it does belong.
- 1Ingratitude (say some) is a monster in nature, a solicisme in manners, and a Paradox in grace, damning up the course of Donations, Divine and humane.
Through grace I know I am a poor Worm, I am nothing, I have nothing, but what I have received. The Crown becomes no head but Christs. Let him who is our all in all, have the honour and the glory of all, and I have my end.
Through grace I know I am a poore Worme, I am nothing, I have nothing, but what I have received. The Crowne becomes no head but Christs. Let him who is our all in all, have the honour and the glory of all, and I have my end.