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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.
At another time, upon the death of another little one, The dear little one (saith he) made but a short Passage through this to another World, where it is to be for ever a living Member of the great Body, whereof Jesus Christ is the ever-living Head; but for which Hope there were cause for Sorrow indeed. If he that gives takes, and it is but his own, why should we say, What dost thou?
At another time upon the like occasion; Our Quiver of Children's Children is not so full, but God can soon empty it: O for Grace, Grace at such a time, which will do that that Nature cannot. The God of all Grace supply your Need and ours, according to his Riches in Glory. The Lord is still training you up in his good School; and though no Affliction for the present be joyous but grievous, nevertheless afterwards it yields well; your Work is in every thing to bring your Will to the Will of God.
At another time upon the like occasion; Our Quiver of Childrens Children is not so full, but God can soon empty it: O for Grace, Grace at such a time, which will do that that Nature cannot. The God of all Grace supply your Need and ours, according to his Riches in Glory. The Lord is still training you up in his good School; and though no Affliction for the present be joyous but grievous, nevertheless afterwards it yields well; your Work is in every thing to bring your Will to the Will of God.
To one of his Daughters concerning her little one, he thus writes; They are but Bubbles: we have many warnings to sit loose; the less we rely upon them in our Joys and Hopes, the more likely to have them continued to us. Our God is a jealous God, nor will he suffer the Creature to usurp his Throne in our Affections.
To one of his Daughters concerning her little one, he thus writes; They are but Bubbles: we have many warnings to sit loose; the less we rely upon them in our Ioys and Hopes, the more likely to have them continued to us. Our God is a jealous God, nor will he suffer the Creature to usurp his Throne in our Affections.