|Author:||Horne, Robert, 1565-1640.|
|Title:||The history of the woman of great faith Recorded by Saint Matthew, ch. 15. v. 22. &c. and by Saint Mark, ch. 7. 24. where three very strong encounters are beaten back by her vnmatchable faith. Treatised and expounded for some help to the weake in faith. By Robert Horn, a Minister of Iesus Christ.|
|Publication Info:||Ann Arbor, Michigan: University of Michigan, Digital Library Production Service
2011 April (TCP phase 2)
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The history of the woman of great faith Recorded by Saint Matthew, ch. 15. v. 22. &c. and by Saint Mark, ch. 7. 24. where three very strong encounters are beaten back by her vnmatchable faith. Treatised and expounded for some help to the weake in faith. By Robert Horn, a Minister of Iesus Christ.
Horne, Robert, 1565-1640.
London: Printed by T. H[arper] for Philemon Stephens, and Chr. Meridith, at the gilded Lyon in Pauls Church-yard, 1632.
|Alternate titles:||Woman of great faith.|
Printer's name from STC.
Running title reads: The woman of great faith.
Reproduction of the original in the British Library.
Faith -- Early works to 1800.
TO The Noble Lady, the Lady Harley, the pious Consort of that religious Knight, Sir Robert Harley of Brampton in Herefordshire.
But he could not be hid.
Whose young daughter had an vncleane Spirit:
Heard of him, came and fell at his feete.
And fell at his feet; the wo∣man was a Greeke, a Syro∣phenician, &c.
She besought him: Or according to S. Matthew, Cried vnto him.
Saying, haue mercie on Mee ô Lord, thou Sonne of Dauid.
O Lord thou sonne of Dauid.
And his disciples came & be∣sought him, saying: Send her away; for, she crieth af∣ter vs.
For she crieth after vs.
Lord helpe me,
It is not meet to take the chil∣drens bread, &c.
Yet euen the dogges eate of the crummes, &c.
Bee it vnto thee euen as thou wilt.
The Deuil is gone out of thy daughter.
And her daughter was made whole from that very houre.