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The beatitudes
The beatitudes: or A discourse upon part of Christs famous Sermon on the Mount. Whereunto is added Christs various fullness. The preciousness of the soul. The souls malady and cure. The beauty of grace. The spiritual watch. The heavenly race. The sacred anchor. The trees of righteousness. The perfume of love. The good practitioner. By Thomas Watson, minister of the word at Stephens Walbrook in the city of London.The beatitudes: or A discourse upon part of Christs famous Sermon on the Mount. Wherunto is added Christs various fulnesse. The preciousnesse of the soul. The souls malady and cure. The beauty of grace. The spiritual watch. The heavenly race. The sacred anchor. The trees of righteousnesse. The perfume of love. The good practitioner. By Thomas Watson, minister of the word at Stephens Walbrook in the city of London.
London: printed for Ralph Smith, 1660
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.
O how sweetly doth the Apostle Paul descant and paraphrase upon this grace! how doth he extol it! he plays aswell the Orator as the Divine; how doth he delineate this grace of love! how doth he pencil and draw it out to the life in all its beauty and spiritual embroidery!
O how sweetly doth the Apostle Paul descant and paraphrase upon this grace! how doth he extoll it! he plaies aswell the Oratour as the Divine; how doth he delineate this grace of love! how doth he pensil and draw it out to the life in all its beauty and spiritual embroidery!
That he may extol this grace,
That he may extoll this grace,
1. First, he doth it exclusive, he shows that the most glorious things are nothing without it*. Si desit charitas, frustra habentur coetera: • Cor. 13.1. Though I speak with the tongues of men] If a man could speak in so many Languages as Mithridates, of whom it is said he understood 22. sundry Tongues; if he had the golden mouth of Chrysostom, if he could do with his Oratory, as the Poets fain Orpheus did with his Harp, move the very Rocks and stones, yet without love it were nothing.
- *Aug.