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Meat out of the eater. Or, Funeral-discourses occasioned by the death of several relatives.…
Meat out of the eater. Or, Funeral-discourses occasioned by the death of several relatives. Work accommodated unto the service of all that are in any affliction; but very particularly such as are afflicted with the loss of their consorts or children. / By Cotton Mather. ; [Four lines from I Corinthians]
Boston: printed by B. Green & J. Allen for Benjamin Eliot, 1703
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Good news FROM A Far Country: For the Solace of them, whose Friends… › APPLICATION.
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.
There is especially one Exercise, which every Day befalls the People of God; Namely, The Death of desirable Relatives. We are now advised of a Sufficient and a wonderful Support unto our minds, when we are in Mourning, for the Death of such as Die in the Lord. Methinks, We can scarce decently keep our Mourning on, when we are fallen into this Meditation; Our Desirable Relatives are gone away to a glorious Heaven, when they go away from us. The Pale Horse only came to fetch them away unto the Heavenly Fathers House. Oh, why don't we Rejoice, when they say unto us, Let us go up to the House of the Lord! Their Language to us, is that which their Saviour has taught them; If ye Loved me, ye would Rejoice, because I go to my Father. Its true, the Death of the Righteous, is a matter of Lamentation, and it would be a vile Stupidity in us, if they who did Live Desired, should not also Die Lamented, with us. But, Oh! we have a Strong Consolation under it. Whither are they Gone? Gone, ⟨p. 96⟩to that Glorious Heaven, where to be is by far the best of all! Gone, whence as they shall not Return, so they would not for a thousand such Worlds as ours! Gone, Thither, from whence they call to us, Weep not for us, who have all Tears wiped from our Eyes: but Weep for your selves, who are like to Suffer, you know not what your selves, before your coming to us.
There is especially one Exercise, which every Day befalls the People of God; Namely, The Death of desireable Relatives. We are now advised of a Sufficient and a wonderful Support unto our minds, when we are in Mourning, for the Death of such as Dy in the Lord. Methinks, We can scarce decently keep our Mourning on, when we are fallen into this Meditation; Our Desireable Relatives are gone away to a glorious Heaven, when they go away from us. The Pale Horse only came to fetch them away unto the Heavenly Fathers House. Oh, why don't we Rejoyce, when they say unto us, Let us go up to the House of the Lord! Their Language to us, is that which their Saviour has taught them; If ye Loved me, ye would Rejoyce, because I go to my Father. Its true, the Death of the Righteous, is a matter of Lamentation, and it would be a vile Stupidity in us, if they who did Live Desired, should not also Dy Lamented, with us. But, Oh! we have a Strong Consolation under it. Whither are they Gone? Gone, ⟨p. 96⟩to that Glorious Heaven, where to be is by far the best of all! Gone, whence as they shall not Return, so they would not for a thousand such Worlds as ours! Gone, Thither, from whence they call to us, Weep not for us, who have all Tears wiped from our Eyes: but Weep for your selves, who are like to Suffer, you know not what your selves, before your coming to us.