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Greater Love hath no man then this that a man lay down his Life for his Friends. But Lord! Thou didst dye for Rebels and for Enemies, thou didst dye unsought to, undesired, therefore thy love is greater then the greatest love besides. Thy love
was stronger then Death no Water could quench it, no Floods could drown it. Hell it self could not discourage it. 'Twas a bitter Cup the Father put into thy hand, but thou didst drink it, and drink it off too; the very dreggs of the Cup are gone; Oh what a load did lye upon thee! All the sins of all that ever were or shall be sa∣ved did meet on thee together.
How many stings had thy Death, and yet thy Godhead and thy love did carry thee through all thy sufferings. Oh! That I could comprehend with all Saints what is the heighth, and length, and depth, and breadth, and know the Love of Christ which passeth Knowledge that I may be filled with all the fulness of God!