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Right thoughts in sad hours representing the comforts and the duties of good men…
Right thoughts in sad hours representing the comforts and the duties of good men under all their afflictions; and particularly, that one, the untimely death of children: in a sermon delivered at Charles-town, New England; under a fresh experience of that calamity.Right thoughts in sad hours representing the comforts and the duties of good men under all their afflictions; and particularly, that one, the untimely death of children: in a sermon delivered at Charls-town, New England; under a fresh experience of that calamity.
London: printed by James Astwood, 1689
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.
Westfield, 14th. 6 M. 1686.
I Am sorry to hear that God hath laid you under that Exercise you spake of in your first Letter, in the Death of Children. But if Heathenish Men could take their little Babes and burn them in the red Fire, in Love and Honour to their Idol-God, the Devil; how should we who have Hope in God, blush at the least Heart-risings against such Determinations as are made by his all-disposing Providence, whereby he picks and chooses what Flowers please him best. We have nothing too sweet for Him. I sometimes have been refreshed in like Cases by such Thoughts as these: Viz.
I Am sorry to hear that God hath laid you under that Exercise you spake of in your first Letter, in the Death of Children. But if Heathenish Men could take their little Babes and burn them in the red Fire, in Love and Honour to their Idol-God, the Devil; how should we who have Hope in God, blush at the least Heart-risings against such Determinations as are made by his all-disposing Providence, whereby he picks and chooses what Flowers please him best. We have nothing too sweet for Him. I sometimes have been refresh'd in like Cases by such Thoughts as these: Viz.
I pausing on't, this sweet refreshed my thought, Christ would in Glory have a Flower sweet, prime, And having Choice, chose this my branch forth brought: Lord tak't: I thank Thee, Thou takest ought of mine. ⟨image 32⟩It is my Pledge in Glory: Part of me Is glorified in it, now, Lord, with Thee.
I pausing on't, this sweet refresh'd my thought, Christ would in Glory have a Flower sweet, prime, And having Choice, chose this my branch forth brought: Lord tak't: I thank Thee, Thou tak'st ought of mine.