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Death unstung a sermon preached at the funeral of Thomas Mowsley, an apothecary, who…
Death unstung a sermon preached at the funeral of Thomas Mowsley, an apothecary, who died July, 1669 : with a brief narrative of his life and death : also the manner of Gods dealings with him before and after his conversion : drawn up by his own hand and published / by James Janeway ...
London: printed for Dorman Newman, 1669
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.
This is a subject so sweet, that I can't tell how to make an end, O that I might see, know, and enjoy! look dear Jesus upon me, and let me go, and tell the World thy beauties, let me every day have a little sight of thee, that I may commend thee a thousand times more feelingly, and that I may command the affections of all that hear of thee, that nothing but thy love may serve their turns. Pardon me, that this admirable one hath ⟨p. 45⟩drawn out my thoughts so largely. If you can but love after all this, and see him when you dye with comfort, you will say, I were too short in his praises, and too superficial in his commendations, and that the half was not told you.
This is a subject so svveet, that I can't tell hovv to make an end, O that I might see, knovv, and enjoy! look dear Jesus upon me, and let me go, and tell the World thy beauties, let me every day have a little sight of thee, that I may commend thee a thousand times more feelingly, and that I may command the affections of all that hear of thee, that nothing but thy love may serve their turns. Pardon me, that this admirable one hath ⟨p. 45⟩dravvn out my thoughts so largely. If you can but love after all this, and see him when you dye with comfort, you will say, I were too short in his praises, and too superficial in his commendations, and that the half was not told you.
4. The blessedness of departed Saints lies in this, that they shall meet with all the Children of God, and have communion with the spirits of the just, made perfect. Thou shalt then meet thy best friends, whose company was so warming, whose words were so encouraging, whose lives did so much command Religion, their Faces did then shine, their conversation was in Heaven: but O what an alteration is there in them for the better! their Souls are now like Christ, nothing but grace, love, and praise: no difference in judgment, no pride or passion, nothing that offends. And how vvill they welcome you to their Fathers House, you that took sweet counsel together, that went to the House of God, that talked of that glory, how glad will you be, when you meet in it? Nay, Death will bring you acquainted with all these famous Worthies, of whom the World was not worthy, the noble Champions of Christ, which thought not their lives dear to them, so they might but finish their course with joy: this Porter opens the Door, and lets the Saints Soul into that Palace, where all the Favourites of that great Prince reside; and thou shalt stand also with them upon Mount Zion, in the presence of that Mighty King, and shalt behold, and live in his glory for ever: And is all this inconsiderable? What would I give to see Enoch, that walked with God? How glad should I be to be acquainted with Elijah? how joyful, if I might