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The mourner directory, guiding him to the middle way betwixt the two extremes, defect,…The mourner directory, guiding him to the middle way betwixt the two extreams, defect,…
The mourner directory, guiding him to the middle way betwixt the two extremes, defect, excess of sorrow for his dead to which is added, The mourners soliloquy / by Thomas Doolittle ...The mourner directory, guiding him to the middle way betwixt the two extreams, defect, excess of sorrow for his dead to which is added, The mourners soliloquy / by Thomas Doolittle ...
London: printed by J.A. for Tho. Cockeril, 1693
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.
And having this Hope, my Sorrow is turned into desire, and longing for the Day and Coming of my Lord, that all that sleep in Jesus might awake, and their Immortal Souls be clothed with Immortal, glorious Bodies: Oh how much better do I find it, to groan with desires that they might live, and come up out of their Graves, than to groan through grief that they are dead, and cast into them? O Time, make haste and fly with greater speed, that this day of the Coming of the Lord, and rising of the Dead may come! It is approaching, it is approaching, it is nearer by every Day, by every Night, by every Hour that comes and passeth away. As time doth wear away, so let my Sorrow, as to its excess wear off, and that by my desiring instead of sorrowing.
And having this Hope, my Sorrow is turned into desire, and longing for the Day and Coming of my Lord, that all that sleep in Jesus might awake, and their Immortal Souls be cloathed with Immortal, glorious Bodies: Oh how much better do I find it, to groan with desires that they might live, and come up out of their Graves, than to groan thro grief that they are dead, and cast into them? O Time, make haste and flye with greater speed, that this day of the Coming of the Lord, and rising of the Dead may come! It is approaching, it is approaching, it is nearer by every Day, by every Night, by every Hour that comes and passeth away. As time doth wear away, so let my Sorrow, as to its excess wear off, and that by my desiring instead of sorrowing.
Yet thou must wait patiently, O my Soul, tho thou dost so earnestly desire it; and tho this Morning might not dawn before the night of Death doth overtake thy Body, yet wait while thy Life doth last, and leave thy Body, in hope that thine and theirs that be already ⟨p. 237⟩dead, shall surely live again in a Glorious, Blessed and Eternal Life: For doth the Husbandman cast his Seed into the Ground, and know that it shall rot, yet patiently wait till it rise out of the Ground, and grow until the Harvest, when it shall be gathered in with great advantage; and canst not thou, O my Soul, be patient, and wait for the Redemption of those Bodies, that are rotting in the Grave, till the Harvest-day shall come, and they be gathered with so great Advantage into the Kingdom of their God?