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Duodecennium luctuosum. The history of a long war with Indian salvages, and their directors…
Duodecennium luctuosum. The history of a long war with Indian salvages, and their directors and abettors; from the year, 1702. To the year, 1714. Comprised in a short essay, to declare the voice of the glorious God, in the various occurrences of that war, which have been thought matters of more special observation. : A recapitulation made in the audience, of his Excellency the governor, and the General Assembly of the Massachusett province; at Boston, 30. d. VII. m. 1714. : [Two lines from Livy]Duodecennium luctuosum. The history of a long war with Indian salvages, and their directors and abettors; from the year, 1702. To the year, 1714. Comprised in a short essay, to declare the voice of the glorious God, in the various occurrences of that war, which have been thought matters of more special observation. : A recapitulation made in the audience, of his Excellency the governour, and the General Assembly of the Massachusett province; at Boston, 30. d. VII. m. 1714. : [Two lines from Livy]
Boston: printed by B. Green. Sold by Samuel Gerrish, 1714
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.
THE Worthy Minister of Haverhil, was Killed, in a Descent of the hideous Cannibals upon his Neighbourhood. In this Death, as well as in the Other, Methinks, I hear the Mighty Voice of our Glorious Lord, unto the Pastors of His Churches; Oh! Look into your Hearts and Lives, to see what Share you also have in the Sins of the Times! Oh! Do with your Might what your Hand finds to do; as not knowing When or How you may be taken off! Oh! Do all you can to make my People Mind what I Speak unto them, in the Things which I do among them!
THE Worthy Minister of Haverhil, was Kill'd, in a Descent of the hideous Canibals upon his Neighbourhood. In this Death, as well as in the Other, Methinks, I hear the Mighty Voice of our Glorious Lord, unto the Pastors of His Churches; Oh! Look into your Hearts and Lives, to see what Share you also have in the Sins of the Times! Oh! Do with your Might what your Hand finds to do; as not knowing When or How you may be taken off! Oh! Do all you can to make my People Mind what I Speak unto them, in the Things which I do among them!
AND, O BOSTON, The Wormwood and the Gall of thy Last Winter must be remembered with thee. I am Sure, with He it must be so. A Winter wherein One Dark Month carried off more than One Hundred and Ten of our Inhabitants. The Voice of it! — Behold, I have made thee Sick in Smiting thee! Oh! Sin no more, Lest! —
AND, O BOSTON, The Wormwood and the Gall of thy Last Winter must be remembred with thee. I am Sure, with He it must be so. A Winter wherein One Dark Month carried off more than One Hundred and Ten of our Inhabitants. The Voice of it! — Behold, I have made thee Sick in Smiting thee! Oh! Sin no more, Lest! —
SURELY then, it the Fourth Place; The Disappointments of Important Expeditions, which in this Long War have humbled us, cannot but have in them a Voice of the Glorious GOD; A Voice that should Strike us into the Dust before Him.