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The quarrel of the covenant, with the pacification of the quarrel. Delivered in three…The quarrell of the covenant, with the pacification of the quarrell. Delivered in three…
The quarrel of the covenant, with the pacification of the quarrel. Delivered in three sermons on Levit. 26. 25. and Jere. 50. 5. / By Thomas Case, preacher of the Word in Milk-street, London; and one of the Assembly of Divines.The quarrell of the covenant, with the pacification of the quarrell. Delivered in three sermons on Levit. 26. 25. and Jere. 50. 5. / By Thomas Case, preacher of the Word in Milk-street, London; and one of the Assembly of Divines.
London: printed for Luke Fawne, 1643
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For behold, God is contending with this Kingdom by fire; the fire of the sword (so called often in the Scripture) is sent upon us, and marcheth through the breadth of the Land, in the widest extent of the Kingdom, even from the furthermost parts of the West, to the uttermost parts of the North: A Sword, I say, the worst of all Judgements (witness the sad Catalogue of evils here that do accompany it, ut supra;) yea, a Civill Sword, the worst of all Swords; a Foreign Sword hits at random; But this knows whom to smite, and where to ⟨p. 17⟩make the deepest wounds, Brother embrues his hands in the Brothers blood, and a mans enemies are these of his own house; and therefore the more enemies, because of his own house. No Quarrel so fierce, no feud so mortal, as those are between the nearest relations, when Coals of division are once kindled amongst them.
For behold, God is contending with this Kingdom by fire; the fire of the sword (so called often in the Scripture) is sent upon us, and marcheth through the breadth of the Land, in the widest extent of the Kingdom, even from the furthermost parts of the West, to the uttermost parts of the North: A Sword, I say, the worst of all Judgements (witnesse the sad Catalogue of evills here that do accompany it, ut supra;) yea, a Civill Sword, the worst of all Swords; a Forraign Sword hits at randome; But this knows whom to smite, and where to ⟨p. 17⟩make the deepest wounds, Brother embrues his hands in the Brothers blood, and a mans enemies are these of his own house; and therefore the more enemies, because of his own house. No Quarrell so fierce, no fewd so mortall, as those are between the neerest relations, when Coals of division are once kindled amongst them.
This Sword, I say, is drawn, and much flesh it hath devoured already, and drunk much precious blood. National blood, Christian blood, Fraternal blood; while we cry to it, as once Jeremiah did.