The Sense of these things, caused me to Preach a Sermon, which might Excite and Assist Speedy Repentance, in that Congregation, which I would awfully Remember my self, Accountable to the Lord Jesus for. The Due Season, which this Homely, but I hope, wholesome Food, was adopted unto, was at the Request and Presence of a miserable Murderer, then under a just Sentence of Death, to be speedily Executed on him. The Man was one HUGH STONE, of Andover; who npon a Quarrel between him and his own Wife, about Selling a piece of Land, having some words as they were walking together, on a certain Evening, very barbarously reached a stroke at her Throat with a sharp Knife, and by that one stroke, fetched away the Soul of her, who had made him a Father of several Children, and would have brought yet another to him, if she had Lived a few Weeks longer in the World. The wretched man, was too soon surprised by his Neighbour […] be capable of denying the Fact; and so he pleaded Guilty, upon his Trial. Being under Condemnation, and his End hastening upon him, he gave me his Desires to hear a Sermon from me, before he Died▪ Wherefore, I thought there was now before me a Due Season, to make a Food of such Things, as I now also per ⟨image 4⟩others (and to permit them, is all I have done) to Print for the Edification of such as the Publishers propound thereby to benefit. I confess that I had not so much as One Day allowed me for my Original Preparations of the Sermon; and therefore, not being able exactly to keep what I did not, could not write, necessitates me to Alter, and doubtless to Amend some Imperfections in it. Yet it is very near, what it was at its first Delivery; and from the Experience which formerly I have had, in publishing a Discourse of this kind, I encourage my self, with Hopes, that notwithstanding all the Weaknesses in it, I may find in the Day of the Lord Jesus, That I have not Laboured in vain. The Sermon is plain; but besides my inclination at all Times to make none but such, even an Heathen Seneca would have taught me, that on this occasion any other would have been improper. I excuse not the •eanness of the Composure; but am waiting upon the Eternal Spirit, […] and blows where, He •lease, […]
The Sense of these things, caused me to Preach a Sermon, which might Excite and Assist Speedy Repentance, in that Congregation, which I would awfully Remember my self, Accountable to the Lord Iesus for. The Due Season, which this Homely, but I hope, wholsome Food, was adopted unto, was at the Request and Presence of a miserable Murderer, then under a just Sentence of Death, to be speedily Executed on him. The Man was one HUGH STONE, of Andover; who npon a Quarrel between him and his own Wife, about Selling a piece of Land, having some words as they were walking together, on a certain Evening, very barbarously reached a stroke at her Throat with a sharp Knife, and by that one stroke, fetched away the Soul of her, who had made him a Father of several Children, and would have brought yet another to him, if she had Liv'd a few Weeks longer in the World. The wretched man, was too soon surprised by his Neighbour 〈…〉 be capable of denying the Fact; and so he pleaded Guilty, upon his Trial. Being under Condemnation, and his End hastening upon him, he gave me his Desires to hear a Sermon from me, before he Dy'd▪ Wherefore, I thought there was now before me a Due Season, to make a Food of such Things, as I now also per ⟨image 4⟩others (and to permit them, is all I have done) to Print for the Edification of such as the Publishers propound thereby to benefit. I confess that I had not so much as One Day allow'd me for my Original Preparations of the Sermon; and therefore, not being able exactly to keep what I did not, could not write, necessitates me to Alter, and doubtless to Amend some Imperfections in it. Yet it is very near, what it was at its first Delivery; and from the Experience which formerly I have had, in publishing a Discourse of this kind, I encourage my self, with Hopes, that notwitstanding all the Weaknesses in it, I may find in the Day of the Lord Iesus, That I have not Laboured in vain. The Sermon is plain; but besides my inclination at all Times to make none but such, even an Heathen Seneca would have taught me, that on this occasion any other would have been improper. I excuse not the •eanness of the Composure; but am waitin• •pon the Eternal Spirit, 〈…〉 and blows where, He •lease, 〈…〉
