Ambrose - BT200 A42 1658

Chap.3 .Seet.6 LfJeking unto :Jefus. Book IV. Part.3. 6)9 - when thou haft fuch a Saviour to take them up.--Come look_ on thy 'fefm,who dyed tempqrally,that thou mightefilive eternally: who out of his fingular tenderne~e would not fuffer thee to burne in hell, for ten, twenty, thirty, fourty, an hundred years, and then recover the~~ b~ whi~h notwithftanding he might better and deeper have 1mpnnted m thee the bleffed memory of a deare Redeemer; no, no; this was the Article betwixt him and his Father, that thou .fhould'ft never come there; fee but, obfcrve but Chrifts love in that mutual agreement betwixt God and Chrift, Oh I am preJJed (faith God) with the Jim of the world M a cart is preJ!ed that is full offbeaves, come my Son, either thou muft fujfer, or 1 muft damne the world: Accordingly I may imagine the attributes of God to fpeak to God, mrrcy cryes, 1 am abufed; and patience cryes, I am dd§ifed ; and goodneffe cryes, I am wronged; and ho/ineffe cryes, I am contradifled; and all thefe come to the Father for ju{fice, crying to him, that ttl! the war/a -n ere oppofers of hiJ grace and Spirit, and if any be Javed Chri.ft muft be punijhed. In this cafe we muft imagine Chrift fteppedin, nay rather thanfo (faith Chrift) I will beare all, and undertakethe (atisfyingof 11/l. And now look upon him! he hangs on the croffe all naked, all torne, all bloody ; betwixt heaven and earth, as ifhe were caft out ofheaven, and alfo rejeCted by earth ; he ha's a crown indeed, but fuch a one as few mea will touch, none will take from him, and if any raili mall will have it , he muft teare haire , skin,and all, or it will not come; . , , his haire is all clodded with blood, his face all clouded with black and blew, he is all over fo pitifully rent, outwards, inwards, body and foui.-I will think the reft ; alas when I have ipoken all I can , I fhall fpeak under it, had I the tongues of men and Angels , I could not expreffe it ; Oh love more deep than hell ! Oh love more high than heavel'l ! the brightcft Seraphims that burne in love , are but as fparkles to that mighty flame of love in the heart of Jefus. . 2. Ifthis be Chrifts love to us, what is that love we owe to .~ Chrift ? Oh now for an heart that might be fome wayes anfwerable to thefe mercies! Oh for a foul, Gck of love, yea lick ;,, unto death! how {bould I be otherwife, or any lelfe affecred, this only ficknelfe is, our health, this death our life, and not to Pppp z be

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