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Correction, instruction or, a treatise of afflictions
Correction, instruction or, a treatise of afflictions: first conceived by way of private meditations: afterward digested into certain sermons, preached at Aldermanbury. And now published for the help and comfort of humble suffering Christians. By Tho. Case, M.A. sometimes student of Ch. Ch. Oxon. now preacher of the Gospel in London.Correction, instruction or, a treatise of afflictions: first conceived by way of private meditations: afterward digested into certain sermons, preach'd at Aldermanbury. And now published for the help and comfort of humble suffering Christians. By Tho. Case, M.A. sometimes student of Ch. Ch. Oxon. now preacher of the Gospel in London.
London: printed by J.M. for Luke Fawn, 1652London: printed by J.M. for Luke Favvn, 1652
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In the eighteenth place, 1Time-redemption is another lesson which God teacheth whom he correcteth. In our tranquility, how many golden ⟨p. 102⟩do we throw down the stream, which we are like never to see again; for one whereof the time may come, when we would give Rivers of Oil, the wealth of both the Indies, Mountains of precious stones, if they were our own, and yet neither would they be found a sufficient price for the redemption of any one lost moment. It was the complaint of the very Heathen, and may be much more our complaint, 2who is there amongst us, that knows how to value time, and prize a day at a due rate? most men do rather pass away their time, then redeem it, prodigal of their precious hours, as if they had more then they could tell what to do withal: our season is short, and we make it shorter. How sad a thing is it to hear men complain, O what shall we do to drive away the time?
In the eighteenth place, 1Time-redemption is another lesson which God teacheth whom he correcteth. In our tranquility, how many golden ⟨p. 102⟩do we throw down the stream, which we are like never to see again; for one whereof the time may come, when we would give Rivers of Oyl, the wealth of both the Indies, Mountains of precious stones, if they were our own, and yet neither would they be found a sufficient price for the redemption of any one lost moment. It was the complaint of the very Heathen, and may be much more our complaint, 2who is there amongst us, that knowes how to value time, and prize a day at a due rate? most men do rather passe away their time, then redeem it, prodigal of their precious hours, as if they had more then they could tell what to do withall: our season is short, and we make it shorter. How sad a thing is it to hear men complain, O what shall we do to drive away the time?