Decennium luctuosum. An history of remarkable occurrences, in the long war, which New-England hath…

It was the Petition, in Hab. 3.2. O Lord, In Wrath Remember Mercy. New-England, Thy God hath heard this Petition for thee, in very wonderful Instances!

For, First, After a very Amazing manner ha's Mercy been Remembered in the midst of Wrath, ⟨p. 238⟩when we have been Rescued by the Mercy of God, at the very point of our being else Ruined by His Wrath. Lord, Thou hast showed thy People hard Things, and made us Drink the Wine of Astonishment. But our Extremity hath been Gods Opportunity, to Relieve us. Several Times in the late years of our Affliction, we have been brought unto a dismal Non-plus in our Affairs, and we would scarce imagine i• possible for us to subsist any longer. But just Then! the Bowels of our Compassionate God have been moved for us; He hath said, How shall I give thee up, O New-England? How shall I give thee up, O Massachusetts? And so, He would not Execute upon us the Fierceness of His Anger, but with some unexpected Succours from the Machine of Heaven He hath Relieved us. We have several times been, Like a Little Vessel in a Storm; the Swelling Waves have Dashed, & Raged, and Roared; the Rude Billows have been going over us, and we have been ready to Sink. But just Then! Our Compassionate Lord Jesus Christ, hath Awaked for our Safety, and marvellously calmed our Circumstances. O thou Land, strangely Saved by the Lord, say now, as in Psal. 136.23. O Give thanks unto the Lord, who Remembered us in our Low Estate, because His Mercy Endureth for ever. When our Debts have become Insupportable, God has then Remembered us in our Low Estate, because His Mercy Endureth ⟨p. 239⟩for ever, and strangely Extricated us. When our Foes have been as an Overflowing Scourge, like to carry all before them, God has then Remembered us in our Low Estate, because His Mercy Endureth for ever, and strangely Lifted up a Standard against them. When fearful Divisions have arisen among us, and horrid Convulsions have been ready to pull all to pieces,—I don't care to Remember them, any farther than to say, God has then, Remembered us in our Low Estate, because His Mer Endureth for ever, and strangely healed those reaches, that set the Land a Trembling.