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Advice to mourners under the loss of dear relations in a funeral sermon long…
Advice to mourners under the loss of dear relations in a funeral sermon long since preached / by the late Reverend Dr. Thomas Manton ... And now occasionally published on the much lamented death of Mrs. Ann Terry, who died the 9th of November, 1693. With a short account of some passages of her life, and papers left under her own hand.Advice to mourners under the loss of dear relations in a funeral sermon long since preach'd / by the late Reverand Dr. Thomas Manton ... And now occasionally published on the much lamented death of Mrs. Ann Terry, who died the 9th of November, 1693. With a short account of some passages of her life, and papers left under her own hand.
London: printed by J.D. for Jonathon Robinson, 1694
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.
PAPER XIII.
O Lord, I beg a Meetness for Heaven; make me meet to be a Partaker of the Inheritance of the Saints in Light. I am unmeet, unfit, unprepared, unworthy to be a Partaker of those Privileges that are enjoyed above at thy right Hand by thy redeemed Ones: But, Lord, I humbly desire thou wouldst sit, prepare and qualify me for Communion with thy self in Glory. Help me to be getting Dispositions for Heaven, to be meet to live above. I often desire to be at home at my Father's House, to be there where God and Christ is, where the Saints and Angels, and all the Host of Heaven are continually lauding, blessing, praising, and magnifying thy Great and Holy Name. O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of Hosts, shall ever such a poor Worm as I be admitted to dwell with thee in thy Heavenly Temple? I that am so ill-deserving; I that am so undeserving, dare I presume? Can I hope upon good Grounds that I shall be of the Number of those happy Ones who shall be called unto thy Kingdom and Glory; there to live and reign with thee, World without End? Sometimes ⟨p. 100⟩I am overwhelmed, and utterly despair of this high Honour, when I consider what a vile Wretch I am by Nature. And when I reflect on the Sins of my Life, that my whole Life hath been one continual Provocation against thy Divine Majesty, I can hardly find Day or Hour wherein I have not offended thee: Nay, I fear my very Prayers are Sins and Abominations to thy pure Eyes: And if my Condition be such, how is it like to fare with me to all Eternity? Who will be my Companions in the other World, if I am cast off by thee, and excluded from thy Presence? (which, Lord, I earnestly implore may never be my Portion.) Give me leave to plead with thee; I find in thy Word that the Blood of Christ cleanseth from all Sins, those of a Crimson and Scarlet Dye: and also I read that he came to save the Chief of Sinners that are sensible of their lost and undone Condition, and that fly to him for help. He hath said, those that come to him he will in no wise cast out. Being encouraged by thy Holy Word to come to thee in thy Son's Name, I humbly beg, for his sake, that all my Sins may be pardoned, and done away; that I may be sanctified, washed, and cleansed in the Laver of his Righteousness. Let me have a Meetness and Fitness for Heaven, where I long to be: