A81241:274
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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Christians, God you see is Risen he hath stirred up his glory, let us awake our Glory, our tongues to trumpet forth his praises. Awake my glory, awake Psaltery and Harp, I my self will awake right early; Behold God hath turned our day of Humiliation, ⟨p. 50⟩into a day of Thanksgiving, and so hath fulfilled that promise, 1They that sow in tears, shall reap in joy, &c. We that sowed in tears, in the morning, do reap in joy in this our evening; A quick return: Shall not we for this, go on with the Psalmists resolution; 2I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people, I will sing to thee among the nations: For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds: Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
Christians, God you see is Risen he hath stirr'd up his glory, let us awake our Glory, our tongus to trumpet forth his praises. Awake my glory, awake Psalterie and Harp, I my self will awake right early; Behold God hath turnd our day of Hmiliation, ⟨p. 50⟩into a day of Thanksgiving, and so hath fulfilled that promise, 1They that sow in tears, shall reap in joy, &c. We that sowed in tears, in the morning, do reap in joy in this our evening; A quick return: Shall not wee for this, go on with the Psalmists resolution; 2I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people, I will sing to thee among the nations: For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the cloudes: Bee thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
- 1Psal. 125.6.
- 2Psal. 57.9, 10, 11.