A collection of certain espistles & testimonies of divine consolation, experience and doctrine written by that faithful, patient and long-suffering servant of Christ, William Bennit.

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Title: A collection of certain espistles & testimonies of divine consolation, experience and doctrine written by that faithful, patient and long-suffering servant of Christ, William Bennit.
Author: Bennit, William, d. 1684.
Publication: London :: Printed and sold by Andrew Sowle ...,; 1685.
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Subject terms: Bennit, William, d. 1684.; Christian literature.
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WAs ever Dust more Dignified
while t'was a House of Clay,
For heavenly Life did there abide
its Vertue to display.

An Humble, Meek and Harmless Soul,
within this Dust did dwell,
Which all the Glory of this World
abundance did excell.

This Dust on Earth it had a Name
whilst it on Earth did move,
But that same Life which mov'd the same
theirs few do know or Love.

The Dust is left, the Soul is gone
in Life for ay to dwell,
From sight of every mortal one,
in Glory to excell.

Thy Dust within the Earth do ly,
my Dust shall ly by thine,
Our Souls in Life shall dwell on high,
our Fellowship divine.

And though by Death we leave our Dust,
our Souls remain forever,
And from the Spirits of the Just
no worldly Power can sever.