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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.
Sixthly,
Take heed of making sense and feeling a Judge of your §6 Duty.condition.
Though there is nothing more dangerous, yet there is nothing more ordinary, then for weak Saints to make their sense and feeling the Judge of their condition. Ah poor souls! this is dishonourable to God, and very disadvantageous to 1your selves. Sense is sometimes opposite to reason, but always to faith; therefore do as those Worthies did, 2 Cor. 5. 8, 9. We walk by faith, and not by sight. For a man to argue thus, Surely God is not my God, for I am not enlightened, I am not quickened, I am not melted, I am not raised, I am not enlarged as formerly: Oh! I have not those sweet answers and returns of Prayer, that once I had. Oh! I can't find the Lords quickening presence, nor his enlivening presence, nor his humbling presence, nor his encouraging presence, as once I have; therefore surely my condition is not good. Oh! I am more backward to good, then formerly; and more prone to evil, then formerly; therefore I am afraid that God is not my God, and that the work of grace is not through upon me. Oh! God does not look upon me as in the days of old; nor speak to me, as in the days of old; nor carry it towards me, as in the days of old; and therefore I am afraid that all is naught.
Though there is nothing more dangerous, yet there is nothing more ordinary, then for weak Saints to make their sense and feeling the Judge of their condition. Ah poore soules! this is dishonourable to God, and very disadvantagious to