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A Practical Commentary on the Epistle of Jude
A practical commentary, or An exposition with notes on the Epistle of Jude. Delivered (for the most part) in sundry weekly lectures at Stoke-Newington in Middlesex. By Thomas Manton, B.D. and minister of Covent-Garden.
London: printed by J.M. for Luke Fawn, 1658
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Secondly, Let me show you the heinousness of the sin, by the causes of it. 2. By the injustice of it.
Secondly, Let me shew you the hainousness of the sin, by the causes of it. 2. By the injustice of it.
1. The causes of murmuring are many, but all naught, as 1. Pride and Self-love, when men are conceited of themselves, they storm that others are preferred before them; a proud man must needs be discontented, because he sets an high price upon himself, and when others will not come up to his price, he is troubled; you will find such a proud thought rising in your heart, that men of your worth are not taken notice of, and yet they that deserve least, complain and murmur most; the best say, I am not worthy: real worth is humble, the loaden boughs hang their heads, the Nettle mounteth, when the Violet lieth shrouded under its leaves, and is only found out by its own scent: All Gods blessings are low to him that is high in his own eyes.
1. The causes of murmuring are many, but all naught, as 1. Pride and Self-love, when men are conceited of themselves, they storm that others are preferred before them; a proud man must needs be discontented, because he sets an high price upon himself, and when others will not come up to his price, he is troubled; you will find such a proud thought rising in your heart, that men of your worth are not taken notice of, and yet they that deserve least, complain and murmure most; the best say, I am not worthy: real worth is humble, the loaden boughs hang their heads, the Nettle mounteth, when the Violet lyeth shrouded under its leaves, and is only found out by its own scent: All Gods blessings are low to him that is high in his own eyes.
2. Impatience. We cannot endure the least inconvenience, touchy nature would be at ease, tumbling and wallowing in all kind of pleasure; therefore as soon as we are touched in our skins, we fall a murmuring, Why is this evil befallen me? and Why should I wait upon the Lord any longer? An unsubjection of Will to God, will inevitably put us upon repining.