A new form of meditations for every day in the year. Written originally in French by F. John Crasset. And put into English at the request of several persons of honour and quality, by a well-wisher to devotion.

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A new form of meditations for every day in the year. Written originally in French by F. John Crasset. And put into English at the request of several persons of honour and quality, by a well-wisher to devotion.
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Crasset, Jean, 1618-1692.
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London : Printed for William Grantham, in Cock-Pit Alley, near Drury-Lane,
MDCLXXXV [i.e. 1685]
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Meditations -- Early works to 1800.
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"A new form of meditations for every day in the year. Written originally in French by F. John Crasset. And put into English at the request of several persons of honour and quality, by a well-wisher to devotion." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/B02468.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 2, 2024.

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XXXVI. MED. Of Persecutions.
DO the good persecute you? Examin your self. Do the wicked torment you? Rejoyce. We cannot please God, and Man. We cannot be beloved by the good, and the bad. If I will please men, I displease JESUS Christ. If I am hated by the wicked, I am lov'd by JESUS Christ.
Their Persecution pushes us on to Heaven. It loosens us from Creatures. It maintains us in our duty. It hinders us from dispersing our selves. It makes us dwell at home. It purges us of our Vices.

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It implants virtues in us. It gives us a distast to this life. It makes us desire death. Would you have gon to God, had the World lov'd you? Would you have sought after God, If the World had not rejected you? 'Tis God gives the word to his Creatures. 'Tis he that forbids them to make much of you. He that orders them to send you packing. He that commands them to drive you away.
He arms the World against you, To force you to return to him. He sows thorns upon the ground, To hinder you from resting there. He cannot will sin, but he wills the effect of sin. He hates the Persecutors, but loves the Perse∣cuted.
O my God! How admirable is thy wisdom! How amorous is thy conduct! If you had not wounded me, I had never been cured. Unless you had hedg'd me in with thorns, I had made my escape from you. I had not been yours, if the World would have had me. I had been against you, if the World had not been against me. O how am I indebted to its hatred? O what obligation I have to your love?

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O how mercifully severe have you been to me? O how kindly have you persecuted me?

Fill their face with shame, and they will seek thy name, O Lord. Ps. 82.

Lord, in their anguish they sought after thee. Isa. 26.

I will hedge thy Vineyard with thorns. Hos. 26.

You shall be hated by all men for my sake. Matth. 24.

Blessed are those, who suffer persecution for justice. Matth. 5.

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