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The day of doom
The day of doom: or, A poetical description of the Great and Last Judgment. With a short discourse about eternity. / By Michael Wigglesworth, teacher of the church at Maldon, in N.E.
Boston: printed by B. Green for Benjamin Eliot, 1701
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.
Cheer on, sweet Soul, although in briny tears Steeped is thy feed, though dying every day; Thy Sheaves shall joyful be, when Christ appears To change our death and pain to life for ay. The weepers now shall laugh; the jovial laughter▪ Of vain ones here, shall turn to tears hereafter.
Cheer on, sweet Soul, although in briny tears Steept is thy feed, though dying every day; Thy Sheaves shall joyful be, when Christ appears To change our death and pain to life for ay. The weepers now shall laugh; the jovial laughter▪ Of vain ones here, shall turn to tears hereafter.
Judge right, and his restraint is our Reproof; The Sins of Hearers, Preachers Lips do close, And make that Tongue to cleave unto its roof, Which else would check and cheer full freely those That need. But from this E•ter comes some Meat▪ And sw••tness good from this affliction great.
In these vast Woods a Christian Poet Sings (Where whilome Heathen wild were only found) Of things to come, the last and greatest things, Which in our Ears aloud sh••• •ver sound. Of Judgment dread, Hell, Heaven, Eternity; Reader, think oft, and help thy thoughts hereby.