[b]Anne Dutton's Letters on Spiritual Subjects[/b]
1692 - 1765)
"Here is a feast for souls who desire to feed on Christ; to have His glories opened out before them, and the riches of divine grace in all their fullness and freeness set forth. Here, too, is food for the 'lambs of the flock,' comfort for the sorrowing, and encouragement for the weak and trembling ones. There is in these letters a union of doctrinal, experimental, and practical teaching, rarely found in combination."
(moderator) I highly recommend ready of these spiritual letters for a deeper devotion and desire to serve the Lord Jesus Christ, some of the contents and topics of these letters will challange and speak to you:
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This monster, pridethis hellish sin
His sovereign love
We live in a world of changes!
No step in your thorny path
The furnace of affliction
A sweet soft bosom to rest our weary heads
Your Father's love-tokens!
Weeping may endure for a night
Live, and bathe, and dive, to a blessed eternity!
That eternal feast!
Our Captain-Leader, the Lord our Lover
Worth infinitely more than millions of worlds!
Then farewell forever!
The love of Christ to you
A cup of bitters?
Who makes you differ from thousands?
There is a snake in the grass
Glad for crumbs of mercy
As if we had never seen Him
O proud worms!
I may lose all created sweets
Why was not our lot with devils and damned spirits?
It is a sweet thing to suffer with Christ
Remaining enmity, sin, and ungodliness
Lie down in the bosom of Christ
Our light and momentary troubles
The bosom of His eternal Love!
My ingratitude, unkindness, and unfruitfulness
When we are in the furnace
We are almost home!
We live in a world of snares and sins
Bottomless, boundless, endless love!
In every crumb of blessing
Oh, the heights, depths, lengths, and breadths of grace!
The New Birth
Infant Grace & Giant Sin
Transcendent, soul-attracting glories
The Lord can work by whom He will.
Does the lion of hell roar at you?
Heart-ravishing and soul-attracting
The soft embraces of those sweet arms
The cup of damnation and salvation
Oh, why me, the chief of sinners
We are cold and frozen
Oh, come, poor, weak thing
While He seems to slay you
My dear husband's death
Really a work of grace or not?
Oh, why was not I left among the ignorant
Oh, I am confounded at my own vileness
Adore the grace which opens our eyes
All our sufferings
Head or heart?
The sweet clusters of Canaan's grapes
The Palm Tree (afflictions)
The valley of the shadow of death
This frowning, emptying providence
Jesus your Friend
Not a trouble could touch you!
The wonder and joy of heaven and earth
Glory is grace made perfect
Oh, what a heap of empty vanities and cruel vexations
In the sweet bosom, in the kind arms
When the veil is taken off
And lead us not into temptation
The spiritual Israelites
Overcome us! Melt us! Draw us!
The most weak and unfit instruments
Soon your little crosses
Religious parentage and education
A spiritual appetite
Oh, free, rich, glorious grace!
Of refuges for sinners
Oh, the infinite patience of our loving Lord
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