N30070:39
A token for mourners, or, The advice of Christ to a distressed mother, bewailing…
A token for mourners, or, The advice of Christ to a distressed mother, bewailing the death of her dear and only son. Wherein the boundaries of sorrow are duly fixed, excesses restrained, the common pleas answered, and divers rules for the support of God's afflicted ones prescribed. / By John Flavel, Preacher of the Gospel of Christ at Dartmouth in Devon. ; [Two lines of Latin text]
Boston: printed by S. Kneeland, 1730
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.
First, It was the Death of a Son. To bury a Child, any Child must needs rend the Heart of a tender Parent; for what are Children but the Parent multiplied? A Child is a part of the Parent made up in another Skin. But to lay a Son in the Grave, a Son which continues the Name, and supports the Family; this was ever accounted a very great Affliction.
Secondly, This Son was not carried from the Cradle to the Coffin, nor stripped out of its Swathing, to be wrapped in it's Winding-Cloth: Had he died in Infancy, before he had engaged Affection, or raised Expectation, the Affliction had not been so punge•• and cutting, as now it was; Death smote this Son in the Flower and Prime of his Time. He was a Man, saith the Evangelist, ver. 12. a young Man, as Christ calls him, ver. 14. he was now arrived* at that Age which made him capable of yielding his Mother all that Comfort which had been the Expectation and Hope of many Years, and the Reward and Fruit of many Cares and Labours: Yet then when the endearments ⟨p. 4⟩were greatest, and her Hopes highest, even in the Flower of his Age, he is cut off.
Secondly, This Son was not carried from the Cradle to the Coffin, nor stript out of its Swathing, to be wrapt in it's Winding-Cloth: Had he died in Infancy, before he had engaged Affection, or raised Expectation, the Affliction had not been so punge•• and cutting, as now it was; Death smote this Son in the Flower and Prime of his Time. He was a Man, saith the Evangelist, ver. 12. a young Man, as Christ calls him, ver. 14. he was now arrived* at that Age which made him capable of yielding his Mother all that Comfort which had been the Expectation and Hope of many Years, and the Reward and Fruit of many Cares and Labours: Yet then when the endearments ⟨p. 4⟩