The life and funeral sermon of the Reverend Mr. Thomas Brand Dr. Samuel Annesley

III. This his grand Project; this his single Aim Not tied to Party, Interest, or Name: The Christian Sum with differing side agreed, In God's Ten Words, Christ's Prayer, the Apostle's Creed: No Fire-brand but a burning, shining Light, His Love as fervent as his Knowledge bright: This Puffed not up his Mind; That Edified His, and who knows, how many Souls beside? His Tongue, Feet, Hand, and even Purse could Teach: His Seasoned Speech would daily hourly Preach; Yet sweetly flowing Charmed, and Chained the Ear, Whilst he could speak, swift and intent to hear. What some would stories call, were Parables, At once to Please and Profit; Sacred Spells, Could Heaven lure down to Earth, Earth raise to Heaven: Such Help to Men; Such Grace to him was given! Words, backs (and edged) by his rare Bounty, could From Flint supply the Desert with a Flood. His wise Reproofs, as Lightning darted in, Could melt hard Hearts, and never raze the Skin; No Scar would make will out yet wrought the Cure within.

III. This his grand Project; this his single Aim Not ty'd to Party, Interest, or Name: The Christian Sum with differing side agreed, In God's Ten Words, Christ's Pray'r, the Apostle's Creed: No Fire-brand but a burning, shining Light, His Love as fervent as his Knowledge bright: This Pufft not up his Mind; That Edify'd His, and who knows, how many Souls beside? His Tongue, Feet, Hand, and even Purse could Teach: His Season'd Speech would daily hourly Preach; Yet sweetly flowing Charm'd, and Chain'd the Ear, Whilst he could speak, swift and intent to hear. What some would stories call, were Parables, At once to Please and Profit; Sacred Spells, Could Heav'n lure down to Earth, Earth ralse to Heav'n: Such Help to Men; Such Grace to him was given! Words, backs (and edg'd) by his rare Bounty, cou'd From Flint supply the Desart with a Floud. His wise Reproofs, as Light'ning darted in, Could melt hard Hearts, and never rase the Skin; No Scar would make will out yet wrought the Cure within.

IV. His Sermon not a Chance starched Common place; But drawn to suit the Peoples studied Case, From a Tried Word, by Prayer, and searching Thought, With one days Waiting, Weekly to be Taught Himself of God to Teach Men, as he ought.