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Mr. Love's speech made on the scaffold on Tower-hill, August 22. 1651. With his…
Mr. Love's speech made on the scaffold on Tower-hill, August 22. 1651. With his proposals to the citizens of London; his desires touching religion, and his judgment concerning the Presbyterian-government; as also, his perfect prayer immediately before his head was severed from his body: printed by an exact copy taken in short-hand.
London : s.n., 1651
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that God would give me the continuance and supply of divine grace to carrying through this great work I am now to do; That I, who am to do a work I never did, I may have a strength that I never had; That I may put off this Body with as much quietness and comfort of mind, as ever I put off my clothes to go to bed. And now I am to commend my Soul to God, and to receive my fatal blow: I am comforted in this, though men kill me, they cannot damn me; and though they thrust me out of the world, yet they cannot shut me out of Heaven. I am now going to my long home, and you are going to your short homes: but I will tell you, I shall be at home before you, I shall be at Heaven, my Fathers House, before you will be at your own Houses. Now I am going to the Heavenly Jerusalem, to the innumerable company of Angels, to Jesus Christ the Mediator of the new Covenant, to the spirits of all men made perfect, to God the judg of all; in whose presence there is fullness of Joy, and at whose right hand there are pleasures for evermore. I shall conclude.
that God would give me the continuance and supply of divine grace to carrying through this great work I am now to do; That I, who am to do a work I never did, I may have a strength that I never had; That I may put off this Body with as much quietness and comfort of mind, as ever I put off my clothes to go to bed. And now I am to commend my Soul to God, and to receive my fatal blow: I am comforted in this, though men kill me, they cannot damn me; and though they thrust me out of the world, yet they cannot shut me out of Heaven. I am now going to my long home, and you are going to your short homes: but I will tell you, I shall be at home before you, I shall be at Heaven, my Fathers House, before you wil be at your own Houses. Now I am going to the Heavenly Jerusalem, to the innumerable company of Angels, to Jesus Christ the Mediator of the new Covenant, to the spirits of all men made perfect, to God the judg of all; in whose presence there is fulness of Joy, and at whose right hand there are pleasures for evermore. I shall conclude.
But when Mr. Sheriff Tichburn telling him, that the words were, the spirits of just men made perfect.