The Lord honoured his Ministry very much, he had a double Crown; the souls he converted were his Crown of rejoicing*, and now he wears a Crown of Righteousness. How great a loss hath Gloucestershire and London of this eminent Minister. It hath been told me, that he set apart some time every day to pray for the Church of God; he (like Moses) lay in the breach to turn away wrath; we shall soon grow poor if we lose such praying friends. During the time of this good mans sickness, he was asthmatical, and laboured much for breath, so that he could not utter himself so freely, but what was heard to drop from him was very savoury. He said he had fled to the city of refuge, and recited that Scripture, 2 Tim. 1. 12. I know whom I have believed, and I am persuaded he is able to keep that which I have committed to him against that day. I pray God give all who are concerned in this loss, wisdom to improve this present stroke, and make a living Sermon of their dead Minister. He is now voti compos, he enjoys the sight of that God whom he so pathetically longed for upon his death-bed. He is got into the upper region above all storms. His body is returned to dust, and his soul to rest. He is enclosed in happiness, as the word for Crowning imports*. He is as rich as the Angels, though he hath lost his life, yet not his Crown.
The Lord honoured his Ministry very much, he had a double Crown; the souls he converted were his Crown of rejoicing*, and now he wears a Crown of Righteousness. How great a loss hath Glocestershire and London of this eminent Minister. It hath been told me, that he set apart some time every day to pray for the Church of God; he (like Moses) lay in the breach to turn away wrath; we shall soon grow poor if we lose such praying friends. During the time of this good mans sickness, he was asthmatical, and laboured much for breath, so that he could not utter himself so freely, but what was heard to drop from him was very savoury. He said he had fled to the city of refuge, and recited that Scripture, 2 Tim. 1. 12. I know whom I have believed, and I am perswaded he is able to keep that which I have committed to him against that day. I pray God give all who are concerned in this loss, wisdom to improve this present stroke, and make a living Sermon of their dead Minister. He is now voti compos, he enjoys the sight of that God whom he so pathetically longed for upon his death-bed. He is got into the upper region above all storms. His body is returned to dust, and his soul to rest. He is enclosed in happiness, as the word for Crowning imports*. He is as rich as the Angels, though he hath lost his life, yet not his Crown.
- *1 Thes. 2. 19.
- *[Greek or Hebrew].〈non-Latin alphabet〉.
