Ashrea: or, The grove of beatitudes: represented in emblemes: and, by the art of memory, to be read on our blessed Saviour crucifi'd: with considerations & meditations suitable to every beatitude.
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Ashrea: or, The grove of beatitudes: represented in emblemes: and, by the art of memory, to be read on our blessed Saviour crucifi'd: with considerations & meditations suitable to every beatitude.
Author
Manning, Edward.
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London :: printed by J[ohn]. M[acock]. for W[illiam]. Place, at Grayes-Inn Gate in Holborne,
1665.
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Meditations
Beatitudes -- Commentaries
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"Ashrea: or, The grove of beatitudes: represented in emblemes: and, by the art of memory, to be read on our blessed Saviour crucifi'd: with considerations & meditations suitable to every beatitude." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A89495.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 5, 2024.
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On his Heart. Against Impure Thoughts.
O Good Jesu, I behold thy tender Heart pierc'd through with a cruel Spear, and seem to hear thee say, Blessed are the clean of Heart, for they shall see God. O that my sinful Heart were trans∣fixt with sorrow for my sins, by true com∣punction, that I may have the happiness to behold my God, by having a clean Heart, and purified Soul by true Contriti∣on. Jesu, be merciful to me a Sinner, that I may have a Contrite Heart, deeply wounded and transfixt with sorrow, as often as I behold thy wounded Side and Heart, whence flowed Blood and Water: With which, thou (O Lord) shalt sprinkle me, and I shall be clean; thou
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shalt wash me, and I shall be whiter than Snow.
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