SIR ROBERT HARLEY'S FUNERAL SERMON. xxxix God shined like a candle in his heart, till his lamp of life went out with these last words, " I die, Lord be gracious I" In the flame of these words his soule (like the angeli of God that appeared to Manoah) ascended, and went up to Heaven. Thus this glorious saint went up to glory. In the best times there were few or none better; in these declining times he hath left almost none like him among us. I pray God to double the spirit of deceased Elijah upon his surviving Elisha. The Lord repair the ruines of this castle, and build up this great family for the glory of His name in these parts. Before I leave, I cannot but tell you, how God hath taken three brave men of late from us. The first upon whom the lot fell was Mr. Richard More of Linley, the next was Mr. Humphrey Walcot of Walcot, and now it hath fallen upon renowned Sir Robert Harley. I mention them here together, because these three were the triangles of our country ; and whilst they lived were special friends, and of one heart for God in the concern - ments of His Gospell. And now I have done : onely to put you in mind a little of yourselves. You see, you are dying creatures : oh, then! consider your later end ! the consideration of our last end should be the exercise of our first thoughts : to consider our end, would be the end of our sins, and the resurrection of our repentance; ashes keep fire alive ; so this considera- tion, that we are dust and ashes, will keep our graces alive. FINIS.
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