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The triumphs of the reformed religion, in America. The life of the renowned John…
The triumphs of the reformed religion, in America. The life of the renowned John Eliot; a person justly famous in the church of God, not only as an eminent Christian, and an excellent Minister, among the English, but also, as a memorable evangelist among the Indians, of New-England; with some account concerning the late and strange success of the Gospel, in those parts of the world, which for many ages have lain buried in pagan ignorance. / Written by Cotton Mather. ; [Two lines from Luke]
Boston: printed by Benjamin Harris for Joseph Brunning i.e, 1691
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.
White he was, thus making his Retreat out of this evil world, his Discourses from time to time ran upon, The Coming of the Lord Jesus Christ; it was the Theme which he still had Recourse unto, and we were sure to have something of this, whatever other, Subject he were upon. On this he talked of this he prayed, for this he longed, and, especially when any bad News arrived, his usual reflection thereupon would be, Behold, some of the Clouds, in which we must look for the Coming of the Son of Man. At last, his Lord, for whom he had been long wishing, Lord, come! I have been a great wa••e ready for thy Coming! at last, I say, his Lord came, and fetched him away into the Joy of his Lord.
White he was, thus making his Retreat out of this evil world, his Discourses from time to time ran upon, The Coming of the Lord Jesus Christ; it was the Theme which he still had Recourse unto, and we were sure to have something of this, whatever other, Subject he were upon. On this he talked of this he pray'd, for this he long'd, and, especially when any bad News arriv'd, his usual reflection thereupon would be, Behold, some of the Clouds, in which we must look for the Coming of the Son of Man. At last, his Lord, for whom he had been long wishing, Lord, come! I have been a great wa••e ready for thy Coming! at last, I say, his Lord came, and fetched him away into the Joy of his Lord.
He fell into some Languishments, attended with Fever, which in a few days brought him into the Pangs (may I say? or joys) of Death; and while he lay in these, Mr. Water coming to him, he said unto him, Brother, thou art welcome to my very Soul. Pray, Retire to thy Study for me, and give me leave to be gone; meaning that he should, not by Petitions to Heaven for his Life, detain him here. It was, in these Languishments, that speaking about, the work of the Gospel among the Indians, he did after this Heavenly manner express himself, I here […] Cloud (said he) a dark cloud upon the work of ⟨p. 141⟩the Gospel among the poor Indians. The Lord hevie and prosper that work, and grant it may live when I am Dead. It is a work, which I have been Doing much and long about. But what was the word I spoke last? I Recall that word, My Doings! Alas, they have been poor and small and lean Doings, and I'll be the man that shall throw the first stare at them all.