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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.
While he lived, he had much comfort in all his Children and their Yoke fellows, and somewhat the more, that by the Divine Providence, four of the five Families ⟨p. 187⟩which Branched out of his, were settled in Chester.
His youngest Daughter was Married April 26. 1688. the same Day of the Year (as he observes in his Diary) and the same Day of the Week, and in the same place that he was Married to his dear Wife, twenty eight Years before; upon which this is his Remark, I cannot desire for them, that they should receive more from God than we have received, in that Relation and Condition; but I would desire, and do desire, that they may do more for God in it than we have done. His usual Complement to his New-Married Friends, was, others wish you all Happiness, I wish you all Holiness, and then there is no doubt but you will have all Happiness.
When the Marriage of the last of his Daughters was about to be concluded on, he thus writes; But is Joseph gone, and Simeon gone, and must Benjamin go also? We will not say that all these things are against us, but for us: If we must be thus in this merciful way bereaved of our Children, let us be bereaved; and God turn it for good to them, as we know he will if they love and fear his Name. And when, sometime after she was Married, he parted with her to the House of her Husband, he thus writes; We have sent her away, not as Laban said he would have sent his Daughters away, with Mirth, and with Songs, with Tabret, and with Harp, but with Prayers and Tears, and hearty good wishes; And now (saith he in his Diary) we are alone again, as we were in our beginning; God be better to us than twenty Children. Upon the same occasion he thus writes to a dear Relation; We are now left as we were, One and One, and yet but one One; the Lord, I trust, that hath brought us thus far, will enable us to