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Precious Remedies against Satan's Devices
Precious remedies against Satan's devices or, salve for believers and unbelievers sores. Being a companion for those that are in Christ, or out of Christ; that are high, or low, learned, or illiterate, staggering, or wandering; that slight, or neglect ordinances, under a pretence of living above them; that are growing (in spirituals) or decaying; that are tempted, or deserted, afflicted, or opposed; that have assurance, or that want assurance; that are self-seekers, or the common-wealths caterpillars; that are in love sweetly united, or that yet have their spirits too much embittered, &c. By Thomas Brooks, a willing servant unto God, and the faith of his people, in the glorious gospel of Christ, at Margarets fish-street hill.Precious remedies against Satans devices or, salve for believers and unbelievers sores. Being a companion for those that are in Christ, or out of Christ; that are high, or low, learned, or illiterate, staggering, or wandering; that slight, or neglect ordinances, under a pretence of living above them; that are growing (in spiritualls) or decaying; that are tempted, or deserted, afflicted, or opposed; that have assurance, or that want assurance; that are self-seekers, or the common-wealths caterpillars; that are in love sweetly united, or that yet have their spirits too much imbittered, &c. By Thomas Brookes, a willing servant unto God, and the faith of his people, in the glorious gospel of Christ, at Margarets fish-street hill.
London: printed by M. Simmons for John Hancock, 1653
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It was the speech of a Heathen, when as by the Tyrant he was commanded to be put into a mortar, and be beaten to pieces with an iron pestle, he cries out to his persecutors, you do but beat the vessel, the case, the •usk of Anaxarchus, you do not beat me; his body was to him but as a case, a husk; he counted his soul himself, which they could not reach; you are wise, and know how to apply it. Socrates said of his enemies, they may kill me, but they cannot hurt me: so afflictions may kill us, but they cannot hurt us; they may take away my life, but they cannot take away my God, my Christ, my Crown.
It was the speech of a Heathen, when as by the Tyrant he was commanded to be put into a morter, and be beaten to pieces with an iron pestell, he cries out to his persecutors, you doe but beat the vessell, the case, the •usk of Anaxarchus, you doe not beat me; his body was to him but as a case, a husk; he counted his soul himself, which they could not reach; you are wise, and know how to apply it. Socrates said of his enemies, they may kill me, but they cannot hurt me: so afflictions may kill us, but they cannot hurt us; they may take away my life, but they cannot take away my God, my Christ, my Crown.
The ••ird Remedy against this Devi•• 1of Satan, is, seriously to consider, that the afflictions that do attend the Saints in the ways of holiness, are but short, and momentary; Sorrow may abide for a night, but joy comes in the morning; 2this short storm will end in an everlasting calm; this short night will end in a glorious day, that shall never have end. 'Tis but a very short time between grace and glory, between our title to the Crown, and our wearing the Crown, between our right to the heavenly inheritance, and our possessing of the heavenly inheritance. Fourteen thousand years to the Lord,