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A plea for alms delivered in a sermon at the spital, before a solemn…A plea for almes delivered in a sermon at the spital, before a solemn…
A plea for alms delivered in a sermon at the spital, before a solemn assembly of the city, on Tuesday in Easter week, April. 13. 1658. / By Thomas Watson Minister of Stephens Walbrook. Lond.A plea for almes delivered in a sermon at the spital, before a solemn assembly of the city, on Tuesday in Easter week, April. 13. 1658. / By Thomas Watson Minister of Stephens Walbrook. Lond.
London: printed for Thomas Parkhurst, 1658
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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.
1. It might have been your own case. You might have stood in need of another's Charity, and then how welcome and refreshing would those streams have been to you?
1. It might have been your own case. You might have stood in need of anothers Charity, and then how welcome and refreshing would those streames have been to you?
2. Consider how sad a condition poverty is. Though Chrysostom calls poverty the high-way to heaven, yet he that keeps this road will go weeping thither. [Greek or Hebrew]. Consider the poor. Behold their tears, their sighs, their dying groans. Look upon the deep furrows made in their faces, and consider if there be not reason why you should scatter your seed in these furrows? Pro pallio vestem laceram, pro pulvinari lapidem. The poor man feeds upon sorrow, he drinks tears, Psal. 80. 5. Like Jacob ⟨p. 12⟩in a windy night he hath the clouds for his Canopy, and a stone for his Pillow.
2. Consider how sad a condition poverty is. Though Chrysostome calls poverty the high-way to heaven, yet he that keeps this road will go weeping thither. 〈non-Latin alphabet〉. Consider the poor. Behold their tears, their sighes, their dying groans. Look upon the deep furrowes made in their faces, and consider if there be not reason why you should scatter your seed in these furrowes? Pro pallio vestem laceram, pro pulvinari lapidem. The poor man feeds upon sorrow, he drinks tears, Psal. 80. 5. Like Jacob ⟨p. 12⟩in a windy night he hath the clouds for his Canopy, and a stone for his Pillow.