A96109:88
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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THE SAINTS SPIRITUAL DELIGHT. › Chapter 7: A suasive to this holy delight in Religion.
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8. The Law of God is our cordial in fainting times; and it is a strong cordial, Heb. 6.18. That we might have a strong consolation*. They are strong consolations indeed that can sweeten affliction, that can turn water into wine, that can stand against the fiery trial. This is my comfort in affliction, for thy Word hath quickened me, Psal. 119.50. The comforts of the world are weak consolations; A man hath comfort in health, but let sickness come, where is his comfort then? He hath comfort in an estate, but let poverty ⟨p. 42⟩come, where is his comfort then? these are weak consolations, they cannot bear up against trouble; but the comforts of the Word are strong Consolations; they can sweeten the waters of Marah. Let sickness come, the comforts of the Word can allay and stupefy it. The inhabitant of the land shall not say I am sick, Isa. 33.24. Let death come, a Christian can out-brave it: O death where is thy sting, 1 Cor. 15.55. and is it not comfortable to have such a julep lying by, as can expel the venom of death.
8. The Law of God is our cordial in fainting times; and it is a strong cordial, Heb. 6.18. That we might have a strong consolation*. They are strong consolations indeed that can sweeten affliction, that can turn water into wine, that can stand against the firy trial. This is my comfort in affliction, for thy Word hath quickned me, Psal. 119.50. The comforts of the world are weak consolations; A man hath comfort in health, but let sicknesse come, where is his comfort then? He hath comfort in an estate, but let poverty ⟨p. 42⟩