A81241:213
Gods rising, his enemies scattering
Gods rising, his enemies scattering; delivered in a sermon before the Honourable House of Commons, at their solemn fast, 26. Octob. 1642. But, through many occasions and hinderances, not printed till this 25. of May 1644. By Thomas Case, preacher, at Milk-street, London, and one of the Assembly of Divines.Gods rising, his enemies scattering; delivered in a sermon before the Honourable House of Commons, at their solemne fast, 26. Octob. 1642. But, through many occasions and hinderances, not printed till this 25. of May 1644. By Thomas Case, preacher, at Milk-street, London, and one of the Assembly of Divines.
London: printed by J. R. for Luke Fawne, 1644
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Fourthly, And what is the Quarrel all this while, is it not Religion and the Truth of God? The truth of Doctrine, the truth of Discipline, the truth of Worship? May not the Parliament, and the Parliaments friends cry to God; For thy names sake, O Lord, are we killed all the day long? Surely had not the Gospel, and the Government of Jesus Christ been precious in their eyes, they might have compounded for their civill Liberties upon infinitely cheaper terms then it hath cost them already, and yet the Lord knows what it may cost them more! but whatever it is, or may be, Happy England and happy they in England; that can say, For thy sake, O Lord are we killed all the day long. Woe to them to whom God will say, when they lie gasping of their wounds, 1Hast thou not procured these things unto thy self? and stand and laugh at your calamity and mock when your fear comes.2
Fourthly, And weat is the Quarrell all this while, is it not Religion and the Truth of God? The truth of Doctrine, the truth of Discipline, the truth of Worship? May not the Parliament, and the Parliaments friends crie to God; For thy names sake, O Lord, are we killed all the day long? Surely had not the Gospel, and the Government of Jesus Christ been precious in their eyes, they might have compounded for their civill Liberties upon infinitely cheaper termes then it hath cost them already, and yet the Lord knows what it may cost them more! but whatever it is, or may be, Happy England and happy they in England; that can say, For thy sake, O Lord are we killed all the day long. Woe to them to whom God will say, when they ly gasping of their wounds, 1Hast thou not procured these things unto thy self? and stand and laugh at your calamity and mock when your fear comes.2