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An account of the life and death of Mr. Philip Henry, minister of the…
An account of the life and death of Mr. Philip Henry, minister of the gospel near Whitechurch in Shropshire, who died June 24, 1696, in the sixty fifth year of his ageAn account of the life and death of Mr. Philip Henry, minister of the gospel near Whitechurch in Shropshire, who dy'd June 24, 1696, in the sixty fifth year of his age
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1698
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
The Trouble which Mr. Henry was in, about the Meeting at Weston, obliged him for a while, to keep his Sabbaths at home, somewhat private; but in the Year 1682. he took a greater Liberty, and many flocked to him on Lord's Days, through the kind Connivance of the Neighbouring Magistrates; but in the Year 1683. when the Meetings were generally suppressed throughout the Kingdom, he was again necessitated to contract his Sails, and confine his Labours more to his own Family, and his Friends that visited him. He continued his Attendance at Whitewell Chapel, as usual; and when he was abridged of his Liberty, he often blessed God for his Quietness. Once when one of the Curates Preached a bitter Sermon against the Dissenters, on a Lord's Day Morning, some wondered that Mr. Henry would go again in the Afternoon, for the second part. But (saith he) if he do not know his Duty, I know mine; and I bless God I can find Honey in a Carcass.
The Trouble which Mr. Henry was in, about the Meeting at Weston, obliged him for a while, to keep his Sabbaths at home, somewhat private; but in the Year 1682. he took a greater Liberty, and many flocked to him on Lord's Dayes, through the kind Connivance of the Neighbouring Magistrates; but in the Year 1683. when the Meetings were generally suppress'd throughout the Kingdom, he was again necessitated to contract his Sails, and confine his Labours more to his own Family, and his Friends that visited him. He continued his Attendance at Whitewell Chappel, as usual; and when he was abridged of his Liberty, he often blessed God for his Quietness. Once when one of the Curates Preached a bitter Sermon against the Dissenters, on a Lord's Day Morning, some wonder'd that Mr. Henry would go again in the Afternoon, for the second part. But (saith he) if he do not know his Duty, I know mine; and I bless God I can find Honey in a Carcass.
In this time of treading down, and of perplexity, he stirred little abroad, being forced (as he used to express it) to throw the Plough under the Hedge; but he preached constantly at home, without disturbance; and often comforted himself with this, When we cannot do what we would, if we do what we can, God will accept of us; when we cannot keep open Shop, we must drive a secret Trade. And he would say, There is a mean, if we could hit it, between Fool-hardiness, and Faintheartedness. While he had some opportunity of being