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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Title
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.
Author
Crasset, Jean, 1618-1692.
Publication
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 May 5, 2024.

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V. CANT.
I Have lost all: I have nothing more to lose. I have found all: I have nothing more to seek. I am contented: I desire nothing else. I am God's. I apprehend nothing now.
I have left all for God. I have found all in God. My desires have there met together, As Rivers do in the Sea. Without noise: without distinction. Without motion: without violence. Without those narrow banks, Which locked them in, on the Earth.
As soon as I lost the sight of him, I entred into an Ocean. I plunged my self into these Abysses. I lost my self happily. I confounded my Being with that of God's. I was in time, And I believ'd I was in Eternity.

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I was a Creature, And I found my self united to the Divinity.
O mysterious and fortunate night! Where God unites himself to our spirit, In the silence of its desires and thoughts. O how sweet is that hour, but how short. Let all flesh be silent in the presence of our Lord.
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