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The saints convoy to heaven a discourse occasioned
The saints convoy to heaven a discourse occasioned by (and in part preached upon) the death and funeral of Mr. Benjamin Lindsey, who deceased the 21st of February, 1697 / by Tho. Doolittle ...
London: printed for John Lawrence, 1698
THE Saints Convoy TO HEAVEN. › Application 2: Use II. Comfort.
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.
Tho' we cannot see the Soul when it leaves the Body, nor the Guard of Angels standing ready to receive it, nor hear the Songs of Triumph as they pass along, yet we may conceive what is proclaimed (if not verbally, yet really in the thing done) in the Heavenly Host, as they pass through the Air, Thus shall it be done to the Soul, whom the King of Glory delighteth to Honour.
We may also imagine how the Soul it self is transported with Joy, and beats its Part in those Triumphant Songs, and is revived more than Jacob's fainting Heart was, when his Sons told him all the Words of Joseph, and when he saw the Wagons which Joseph had sent to carry him,1 so when the Soul seeth the Chariots that God hath sent to carry it to Jesus, is comforted and filled with Admiration, saying, I have lived hitherto in a strange Land, where God did set me to be prepared for a State of Glory▪ to be taught and instructed in Christ's School, by his appointed Ordinances, to be made meet to be a Partaker of the Inheritance of the Saints in Light: I have been a Pilgrim and a Sojourner in the lower World, where I dwelt in an Earthly Tabernacle and Cottage of Clay, where I looked for a City which hath Foundations, whose Maker and Builder is God; and now my Father hath sent, lo, what Glorious Angels he hath sent to fetch me home, to possess the Mansion prepared for me in his own House, and stately Palace in the highest Heavens: I am going to a better Country than ever yet I was in: I am on my Way to my Eternal Blessed ⟨p. 79⟩Home, and with what Honour am I conducted thither? For
We may also imagin how the Soul it self is transported with Joy, and beats its Part in those Triumphant Songs, and is revived more than Jacob's fainting Heart was, when his Sons told him all the Words of Joseph, and when he saw the Wagons which Joseph had sent to carry him,1