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A FUNERAL ELEGY Upon the much lamented Death of that pretious holy Man of God Mr. Thomas Walley, For many Years Preacher of Gods Word in London, and of late the Reverend Pastor of the Church of Christ in Barnstable in New-England, Who departed this Life on the Sabbath Morning, March 24 th 1677/8. Being newly entred into the sixty second Year of his Age.
‘Ingentes dolores stupent.’
‘
Psal. 37. 37. Mark the perfect man and behold the upright, for the end of that man is peace.’
‘Dignum laude virum Musa
[...]’
How many hearts do now with tears lament.
The loss of this so rich an Ornament?
A Pillar strong, the
[...] glorious Crown,
Who by Jehovahs hand is fallen
[...];
My troubled heart cannot tell how to rest,
With utter griefs my Soul is sore opprest,
[...] I am bereav'd of dearest friend,
[...] life on Earth is now brought to an e
[...]d,
[...] the
[...] fore my sorrows now expres
[...]
[...]
[...] griefs ev'n now in bitterness
[...]
[...] hath overwhelm'd my heart
[...] say will be but little part
[...] griefs something
[...] speak
[...]
[...]heart
[...]
[...]
[...]
[...]undantly.
[...] hand,
[...]
[...]is our Land
[...] such an one.
[...] noice Sain
[...] a
[...]
[...] Son of peace,
[...]
[...]rayers and labours did not ceas
[...] ▪
[...] Bal
[...],
Zion to heal
[...] bleeding Church did feel:
[...] dear
[...] arts may truly fear
[...] this man of God
[...] this heavy rod:
[...] rich you had
[...] use to
[...]eeding glad;
[...] he's gone,
[...]
[...] face no more,
[...] all this bitter loss deplore;
[...]oor-Orphan Church, God
[...] you from the dust:
You're now dejected. God in all is just;
By sending him God rais'd you very high,
His death doth make you now distressed lye;
Bereaved Church thou vineyard of the Lord,
The farewel Counsel which he did afford
From
Isa. fifth, what could have been done more
For this my Vineyard, which hath had such store
Of Soul inriching means of fruitfulness?
This makes provoking your great barrenness
Let this remembred be and laid to heart
Lest God in wrath again from you depart;
Converting work, and building up in grace,
He minded most in's Ministerial race.
How many Souls by hearing of his voice
Allured were of Christ to make their choice?
Blind eyes were op'ned, those who did him hear,
From darkness unto light they turned were;
When he shall wake at Resurrection-day,
Before the face of Christ the Judge, he'I say
Lo here am I, my great Redeemer free.
Lo here the Children thou hast given me:
Alas poor Children, is your Father gone?
Are you left desolate now to bemoan
The death of him whom you shall see no more?
Who whilst alive for you did travel sore
Th
[...] Christ might formed be in you again,
Ch
[...] life in
[...]
You
[...]ged Christians and
[...] many tears
[...]
[...]arts are fill'd
[...]
[...] thus
[...]
[...]
[...] sad distressing sea
[...] to fly
[...]
[...]ouried lye,
[...] to you gave,
[...] glory God
[...]ust alwayes have;
[...] he may on us bestow
And whe
[...] please may take it from us too;
[...]ew Chur
[...]es in this Land more comfort had
Then you whilst with this blessing you were glad;
But not
[...] Pastour's
[...]one, whose
[...] eyes
You oft saw lifted up in Sacrifice
Of prayer to God, whom he by Faith did see
And shall behold to all Eternity;
Mourn for your loss, but for his happiness,
You must in this your sorrow joy express;
Mourn not as hopeless, God who did him give
Though he be dead, yet doth for ever live,
And lives to be a Fountain of supply
To Souls that unto him for food do cry;
Implore his grace now
Moses meek is dead,
That by a gratious one thou mayst be led,
By one as pious a
[...] as wise as he,
Then will this mourning Church most happy be;
The widow now behold
[...] desolate.
Because that
[...]he hath lost
[...] mate;
Two Children dear they
[...] less are left,
Of such a Father they are how
[...]reft;
They cannot but lament, and grieve, and mourn
In very deed their case it is for
[...]orn;
Your mother, brother, sisters two are gone
Before to Christ, i'th heavenly Mans
[...]on,
They with your Father now rejoice together;
Happy those Souls that safely are come thither!
Your Fathers God love in
[...]ncerity,
And you shall live with him aeternally.
Lead such a life as your blest Father led,
And you'l be blessed after you are dead.
What sweet assurance of his Fathers love?
And what sweet breathings after Christ above
With what delight did he his Christ embrace
How did he long to see God face to face?
Christs dying Legacy unto this Son
Of peace and Gospel-Consolation
To him was firmly giv'n his Faith and peac
[...]
His joy and rest in Christ did never cease,
Blest is that Soul who is to God a friend
Comfort and peace shall be
[...]
[...]ut oh, these symptomes of
[...]
The wrath of God that's like
[...]
The sad presages of more wrat
[...]
[...]
When deaths of
[...]
Sure God
[...] way our choice
[...] who this
[...] since
[...]
[...]
[...]
[...]
[...]
[...]floues of Tears,
[...] Tutour dear,
[...]ongst thy mourners al Tear,
[...]ewel blest Saints,
Walley all d
[...]art,
[...] Sabbath day most
[...].
And greet each other with an
[...] sweet
Possest with Christ of their
[...]
Leav'n fills a pace, Help Lord
[...]
[...]on thy Footstool, this we
[...]
[...] that a doubt
[...] portion
[...] do fail
[...] now gor
[...]
[...]
[...]rvivers.
[...] eated
[...] grati
[...]
[...] still
[...]herit;
[...] grief
[...] me
[...]
[...] Subject
[...] more
[...]
[...] poor
[...]
[...]
[...] all
Jacob,
[...] swiftly
[...]
[...] the
[...] be
[...]
[...] now
[...]
[...] the lord, the ble
[...]ed are,
[...] will them declare.
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