A90272:104
The labouring saints dismission to rest. A sermon / preached at the funeral of…
The labouring saints dismission to rest. A sermon / preached at the funeral of the Right Honourable Henry Ireton Lord Deputy of Ireland: in the Abbey Church at Westminster, the 6th. day of February 1651. By John Owen, minister of the Gospel. Licensed and entered according to order.
London: printed by R. and W· Leybourn for Philemon Stephens, 1652
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They are free from trouble, and that both as to doing, and suffering: few of the Saints, but are called out in one kind or another to both these. Every one is either doing for God, or suffering for God, some both do and suffer great things for him: in either of ⟨p. 21⟩them there is pain, weariness, travel, labour, trouble, sorrow-and anxiety of spirit; neither is there any eminent doing or working for God, but is carried on with much suffering to the outward man.
They are free from trouble, and that both as to doing, and suffering: fevv of the Saints, but are called out in one kinde or another to both these. Every one is either doing for God, or suffering for God, some both do and suffer great things for him: in either of ⟨p. 21⟩them there is pain, vvearinesse, travel, labour, trouble, sorrovv-and anxiety of spirit; neither is there any eminent doing or vvorking for God, but is carried on vvith much suffering to the outvvard man.
What a life of labour and trouble did our deceased friend lead for many years in the flesh? how were his days consumed in travel? God calling him to his foot, and exercising him to understand the sweetness of that promise, that they that die in him, shall have rest: many spend their days deliciously, with so much contentment to the flesh, that it is impossible they should have any foretaste and sweet relish of their Rest that is to come.
What a life of labour and trouble did our deceased friend lead for many yeers in the flesh? hovv vvere his dayes consumed in travel? God calling him to his foot, and exercising him to understand the svveetnesse of that promise, that they that die in him, shall have rest: many spend their dayes deliciously, vvith so much contentment to the flesh, that it is impossible they should have any foretaste and svveet rellish of their Rest that is to come.