A94156:697
The Christian-man's calling: or, A treatise of making religion ones business. Wherein the nature…
The Christian-man's calling: or, A treatise of making religion ones business. Wherein the nature and necessity of it is discovered. : As also the Christian directed how he may perform it in [brace] religious duties, natural actions, his particular vocation, his family directions, and his own recreations. / By George Swinnock ...
London: printed for T.P., 1662
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.
I wish that when I come to the Table, 1I may like the beloved Disciple, behold the wounds of my Saviour, and see that water and blood which did flow out of his side, that as in the Gospel I read a narrative, so in this ordinance I may have a prospective of his sufferings; how he emptied himself to fill me, and to raise my reputation with his Father, laid down his own; how he humbled himself, though he had the favour of a Son, to the form of a servant, and though he were the Lord of life, and glory to the most ignominious death, even the death of the Cross.
- 1At the Table Subjects to be considered. Christs passion.
I wish that in his special passion I may ever take notice of his affection, 1and esteem the laying down his life, as the Hyperbole of his love, the highest note that love could possibly reach. Ah how near did this High Priest carry my name to his heart, when he willingly underwent the rage of Hell, to purchase for me a passage to heaven. I will remember thy love more then Wine. 2I desire that when I see Christ crucified before mine eyes, in the breaking of the bread, and pouring out of the wine, I may not forget the cause, my corruptions, but may so think of them, and my Saviours kindness, in dying to make satisfaction for them, that as fire expelleth fire, so I may be enabled by the fire of love to expel and cast out the fire of lust.
I wish that in his special passion I may ever take notice of his affection, 1and esteem the laying down his life, as the Hyperbole of his love, the highest note that love could possibly reach. Ah how neer did this High Priest carry my name to his heart, when he willingly vnderwent the rage of Hell, to purchase for me a passage to heaven. I will remember thy love more then Wine.