A96109:498
The saints delight. To which is annexed a treatise of meditation
The saints delight. To which is annexed a treatise of meditation. / By Thomas Watson, minister of Stephens Walbrook in the city of London. Imprimatur, Edm. Calamy.
London: printed by T.R. & E.M. for Ralph Smith, 1657
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2. Branch. 1If Christ be altogether lovely, it shows us the true reason ⟨p. 372⟩why men do not embrace Christ, namely, because they are ignorant of his beauty. A blind man doth not admire the colours in a rainbow; when the God of this world hath blinded mens eyes, they see not any excellency in Christ*; therefore they cry out as here the Watchmen did, What is thy beloved more than another beloved? vers. 9. Men admire not this Sun, because the cloud of their ignorance comes between. Christ is a treasure, but an hid treasure; he is fairer than the children of men, *but to a natural person he is like Moses with a veil upon his face. The men of the world see not the stupendous beauty of Christ. He doth not want worth, but they want eyes. Oh unhappy man (saith Austin) who knowest all things else but Christ; thy knowledge will but serve to light thee to hell.
2. Branch. 1If Christ be altogether lovely, it shews us the true reason ⟨p. 372⟩why men do not embrace Christ, namely, because they are ignorant of his beauty. A blinde man doth not admire the colours in a rainebowe; when the God of this world hath blinded mens eyes, they see not any excellency in Christ*; therefore they cry out as here the Watchmen did, What is thy beloved more than another beloved? vers. 9. Men admire not this Sunne, because the cloud of their ignorance comes between. Christ is a treasure, but an hid treasure; he is fairer than the children of men, *but to a natural person he is like Moses with a vaile upon his face. The men of the world see not the stupendious beauty of Christ. He doth not want worth, but they want eyes. Oh unhappy man (saith Austin) who knowest all things else but Christ; thy knowledge will but serve to light thee to hell.