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The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity…
The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it well : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...The fading of the flesh and flourishing of faith, or, One cast for eternity with the only way to throw it vvell : as also the gracious persons incomparable portion / by George Swinnock ...
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1662
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
Bucholcerus blessed God,1 that he was born in the ⟨image 9⟩days, and bred under the Discipline of holy Melanchthon. I must Ingenuously acknowledge, that it was a great mercy to me that I was born amongst you, and brought up under as pious, and powerful a Ministry there,2 as most in England.
Bucholcerus blessed God,1 that he was born in the ⟨image 9⟩days, and bred under the Dicipline of holy Melancthon. I must Ingenuously acknowledge, that it was a great mercy to me that I was born amongst you, and brought up under as pious, and powerful a Ministry there,2 as most in England.
- 1Melch. Adam.
- 2Mr. Thomas Wilson.
In Testimony of my unfeigned love, I present you with this brief discourse, which was conceived in your Pulpit, and through the importunity of several of you, brought forth to the Press. The occasion of it (as is well known to you) was the Death of your Neighbour and my dear Relation, Master Caleb Swinnock, (who was interred May, 21. 1662) whose Father and Grand-father had three or four times enjoyed the highest honour, and exercised the highest Office in your Corporation. I am much of his mind, who saith, That Funeral Encomiasticks of the dead, are often confections of poison to the living; for many whose lives speak nothing for them, will draw the example into consequence, and be thereby led into hope, that they may press an Hackney Funeral Sermon, to carry them to Heaven when they dye; and therefore am always sparing my self, though I condemn not the custom in others, where they do it with prudence, and upon good cause. My Friends holy carriage in his sickness (besides his inoffensiveness for ought I ever heard in his health) commandeth me to hope that his soul is in Heaven. I had the happiness some time to be brought up with him, in his Fathers Mr. Robert Swinnocks Family, whose House (I cannot but speak it to the glory of God) had Holiness to the Lord written upon it. His manner was to pray twice a day by himself, once or twice a day with his Wife, and twice a day with