Three tractates by Jos. Hall, D.D. and B.N.

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Three tractates by Jos. Hall, D.D. and B.N.
Author
Hall, Joseph, 1574-1656.
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London :: Printed by M. Flesher, for Nat. Butter,
1646.
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Christianity.
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SECT. XVII.

OUt of the sense of this hap∣py union ariseth an un∣speakable complacency and de∣light of the soul in that God and Saviour, who is thus inseparably ours, and by whose union we are blessed; and an high appreciation of him above all the world; and a contemptuous under—valuation of all earthly things, in compa∣rison

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of him; And this is no o∣ther then an heavenly reflection of that sweet contentment, which the God of mercies takes in the faithfull soul; Thou hast ravisht * 1.1 my heart, my sister, my Spouse, thou hast ravisht my heart with one of mine eyes. Thou art beautifull, O my Love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem; Turne away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. How fair is thy love, my si∣ster, my Spouse? How much better is thy love then wine, and the smell of thine ointments better then all spices. And the soul answers him again in the same language of spi∣rituall dearnesse; My beloved is * 1.2 white and ruddy; the chiefest a∣mong ten thousand. Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal up∣on * 1.3 thine arm, for love is as strong as death: And as in an ecstaticall qualm of passionate affection; Stay me with flaggons, and comfort * 1.4 me with apples, for I am sick of love.

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