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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.
Mr. Henry's Constitution was but tender, and yet by the Blessing of God upon his great Temperance, and care of his Diet, and moderate Exercise by walking in the Air, he did for many Years enjoy a good measure of Health, which he used to call The Sugar that sweetens all Temporal Mercies, for which therefore we ought to be very thankful, and of which we ought to be very careful. He had sometimes violent Fits of the Colic, which would be very afflictive for the time. Towards his latter end he was distressed sometimes with a pain, which his Doctor thought might arise from a Stone in his Kidneys. Being once upon the Recovery from an ill Fit of that Pain, he said to one of his Friends, that asked him how he did, he hoped by the Grace of God, he should now be able to give one blow more to the Devil's Kingdom; and often professed, he did not desire to live a day longer than he might do God some Service. He said to another, when he perceived himself Recovering; Well I thought I had been putting into the Harbour, but find I must to Sea again.
Mr. Henry's Constitution was but tender, and yet by the Blessing of God upon his great Temperance, and care of his Diet, and moderate Exercise by walking in the Air, he did for many Years enjoy a good measure of Health, which he us'd to call The Sugar that sweetens all Temporal Mercies, for which therefore we ought to be very thankful, and of which we ought to be very careful. He had sometimes violent Fits of the Cholick, which would be very afflictive for the time. Towards his latter end he was distress'd sometimes with a pain, which his Doctor thought might arise from a Stone in his Kidnies. Being once upon the Recovery from an ill Fit of that Pain, he said to one of his Friends, that ask'd him how he did, he hoped by the Grace of God, he should now be able to give one blow more to the Devil's Kingdom; and often profess'd, he did not desire to live a day longer than he might do God some Service. He said to another, when he perceived himself Recovering; Well I thought I had been putting into the Harbour, but find I must to Sea again.
He was sometimes suddenly taken with fainting Fits, which when he recovered from, he would say, Dying is but a little more.