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The silent soul, with sovereign antidotes against the most miserable exigentsThe silent soul, with soveraign antidotes against the most miserable exigents
The silent soul, with sovereign antidotes against the most miserable exigents: or, A Christian with an olive-leaf in his mouth, when he is under the greatest afflictions, the sharpest and sorest trials and troubles, the saddest and darkest providences and changes, with answers to divers questions and objections that are of greatest importance, all tending to win and work souls to be still, quiet, calm and silent under all changes that have, or may pass upon them in this world, &c. / By Thomas Brooks preacher of the Word at Margarets New Fish-street London, and pastor of the Church of Christ meeting there.The silent soul, with soveraign antidotes against the most miserable exigents: or, A Christian with an olive-leaf in his mouth, when he is under the greatest afflictions, the sharpest and sorest trials and troubles, the saddest and darkest providences and changes, with answers to divers questions and objections that are of greatest importance, all tending to win and work souls to bee still, quiet, calm and silent under all changes that have, or may pass upon them in this world, &c. / By Thomas Brooks preacher of the Word at Margarets New Fish-street London, and pastor of the Church of Christ meeting there.
London: printed by R.I. for John Hancock, 1660
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.
Surely these are but Gods lovetokens,1 Rev. 3. 19. As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten. Seneca persuaded his friend Polybius to bear his affliction quietly, because he was the Emperors favourite, telling him, that it was not lawful for him to complain whilst Caesar was his friend: So saith the holy Christian, O my soul! be quiet, be still, all is in love, all is a fruit of divine favour: I see honey upon the top of every twig, I see the rod is but a Rosemary-branch; I have sugar with my gall, and wine with my wormwood; therefore be silent O my soul; And this general Conclusion, that all should be for good, had this blessed effect upon the Church, vers. 28. He sitteth alone, and keepeth silence, because he hath born it upon him.
Surely these are but Gods lovetokens,1 Rev. 3. 19. As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten. Seneca perswaded his friend Polybius to bear his affliction quietly, because hee was the Emperours favourite, telling him, that it was not lawful for him to complain whilst Caesar was his friend: So saith the holy Christian, O my soul! bee quiet, bee still, all is in love, all is a fruit of divine favour: I see hony upon the top of every twig, I see the rod is but a Rosemary-branch; I have sugar with my gall, and wine with my wormwood; therefore bee silent O my soul; And this general Conclusion, that all should bee for good, had this blessed effect upon the Church, vers. 28. Hee sitteth alone, and keepeth silence, because hee hath born it upon him.
- 1Some say, if a knife or needle be touched with a lodestone of an Ironcolour, it will cut or enter into a mans body, without any sense of pain at all, so will afflictions, when touched with the lodestone of divine love.Some say, if a knife or needle be touched with a loadstone of an Ironcolour, it will cut or enter into a mans body, without any sense of pain at all, so will afflictions, when touched with the loadstone of divine love.