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'TFPE CO'NQ17E3T

OVER

DEATH,

[MSC.

Y.

yet

to have

such

an intimate union

dissolved

between

flesh

and

,blood

carries something of

terror

in

it

;

and

there

may be an

innocent

reluctance in the

nature

of

the

best christian against

such

an

enemy as this

:

therefore

St.

Paul,

in

2

Core

v.

4.

does

not

directly

desire

"

to be

uncloathed, but

rather

to

be

cloathed upon,

that

morta-

lity might

be

swallowed

up of

life

;

that

is,

to

be

trans-

lated

at

once:

into

an immortal

state.

The

soul

and

body

have been long

acquainted

with

each

other, and

the

soul

has

performed almost

all its

operations

by

the

use

of

the.

senses and the limbs

:

It

sees

by

the

eye,

it

hears

by

the

ear,

it acts

by

the hands, and

by

the

tongue it

converses.

Nov

to

be

separated at

once

from all these,

and

to

be

at

once

conveyed

into a

new

strange world,

a

strange

and

unknown

state

both

of

being and, action, has something

in

it so

surprizing,

that it

is

a

little frightful to the

nature

of

man,

even

when he

is

sanctified and fitted

for heaven.

And as the

soul

is

dismissed

by

death into

a

state

of

separation,

so

the

body,

like

a

fallen

tabernacle,

is

for-

saken,

lies

uninhabited and desolate.

Shall

I

lead

your

thoughts

back

to the

bed where

your dear

relatives

expired

?

and

give

you a sight

of the dead,

whose

beauty

is

turning apace into corruption,

and

all

the

loveliness

of

countenance

fled

for ever

?

The

body,

that

curious

en-

gine of

divine workmanship,

is

become

a

moveless lump

:

Death

sits heavy

upon

it

;

and

the

sprightliness and

vi-

gour of

life

is

perished

in every

feature

and

in every

limb?

Shall

we

go

down to

the

dark

chambers

of

the

grave, where

each of the dead

lie

in

their

cold mansions,

in

beds

of

darkness and

dust? The

shadows

of

a long

evening are stretched

over them,

the

curtains of

a

deep

Midnight

are drawn

around

them,

and

the

worm

lies

un-

der

them, and

the

worm covers

them.

A .saint is

no

more exempted

from all these frightful

attendants

of

death

than

a sinner

is.

Those

eyes

that

have been

perpetually

lifted up to the

God of

heaven

in

prayer,

lie closed

under ground.

That

tongue

that

has

spoken

much for

God

in

the

world, lies

silent

in death.

Those hands that

have

ministered to the

necessities

of

the

saints,

and

those feet

that

have gone often to the house

of

God,

death

has confined them in

his

chains, Those

natural

powers

that

have been

active

in

the

service

of

the

gospel,

can speak, can

move,

can

act

no more. But

I

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