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The way to the highest honour a funeral sermon, on John XII, 26, preached…The way to the highest honour a funeral sermon, on John XII, 26, preach'd…
The way to the highest honour a funeral sermon, on John XII, 26, preached upon the decease of the Rnd Tho. Jacomb ... April 3, 1687 / by William Bates ...The way to the highest honour a funeral sermon, on John XII, 26, preach'd upon the decease of the Rnd Tho. Jacomb ... April 3, 1687 / by William Bates ...
London: printed for J. Robinson, 1687
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.
St. JOHN xii. 26. If any Man serve me, let him follow me; and where I am, there shall also my Servant be: If any Man serve me, him will my Father honour.
IF it so pleased the wise and sovereign Disposer of all Things, how much rather would I be an attentive Hearer of that blessed Servant of God who is now above, than preach his Funeral Sermon at this Time. That my sad Voice should be reserved for this mournful Service, is both contrary to my Desire and Expectation. O frail and faithless Life of Man! Who would have thought that Dr. Jacomb, whose natural vigour and firm Complexion promised a ⟨p. 2⟩longer continuance here, should have a period put to his Days, and that I should survive, whose Life has been preserved for many Years like the weak light of a Lamp in the open Air? But he has finished his Work, and was more fit for Heaven: The last Lord's Day he entered into everlasting Rest: And I with you are still upon the Earth, that we may make a better Preparation for the Divine Presence in Heaven, and that Holy Assembly that serves him who sits upon the Throne without Imperfection or Intermission for ever. In order to this end, I have chosen the present Subject of my Discourse.
IF it so pleased the wise and soveraign Disposer of all Things, how much rather would I be an attentive Hearer of that blessed Servant of God who is now above, than preach his Funeral Sermon at this Time. That my sad Voice should be reserved for this mournful Service, is both contrary to my Desire and Expectation. O frail and faithless Life of Man! Who would have thought that Dr. Jacomb, whose natural vigour and firm Complexion promised a