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“The good husbandman may pluck His roses and gather in His liles at midsummer, and, for ought I dare say, in the beginning of the first summer month; and He may transplant young trees out of the lower ground to the higher, where they have more of the sun, and a more free air, at any season of the year. What is that to you or me? The goods are his own.”

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The Loveliness of Christ

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Samuel Rutherford
Samuel Rutherford

Samuel Rutherford was a 17th-century Scottish theologian and writer whose works had a profound impact on religious and political fields, particularly within the Protestant movement. He is known for his contributions to Christian ethics and political theory. more

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