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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.
2. This put him upon strong groans and prayers, that the Lord would pity him as ever he would pity any poor creature in the World, O that he would pity him; hast thou not a blessing for me, O God even for me, what shall I do, now I am without God, Christ, or Grace, my condition is such I cannot bear it, who can be contented to be damned! O pity me, pity me, dear Lord, I cannot tell what in the world to do; mercy, mercy, mercy, or I am lost, mercy speedily or I am lost for ever: And so he continued in a way of duty, reading, and praying, and inquiring, and resolving thus to do all his days; and now farewell wicked company, farewell sports and vanity and idleness, the great business of minding his soul now swallows him up, and after a while he hath a little more peace than he had, but upon further enquiry ⟨p. 74⟩and waiting upon the means, he was convinced tha• all this would not do without the Righteousness o• Christ: And this brings me to the next thing,
2. This put him upon strong groans and prayers, that the Lord would pitty him as ever he would pitty any poor creature in the World, O that he would pitty him; hast thou not a blessing for me, O God even for me, what shall I do, now I am without God, Christ, or Grace, my condition is such I cannot bear it, who can be contented to be damned! O pitty me, pitty me, dear Lord, I cannot tell what in the world to do; mercy, mercy, mercy, or I am lost, mercy speedily or I am lost for ever: And so he continued in a way of duty, reading, and praying, and inquiring, and resolving thus to do all his dayes; and now farewell wicked company, farewell sports and vanity and idleness, the great business of minding his soul now swallows him up, and after a while he hath a little more peace than he had, but upon further enquiry ⟨p. 74⟩and waiting upon the means, he was convinced tha• all this would not do without the Righteousness o• Christ: And this brings me to the next thing,