Transcribed from the 1857 Thomas Hatchard edition by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org THE COMING NIGHT. * * * * * A SERMON PREACHED IN CROMER CHURCH, ON FRIDAY, JUNE 12, 1857, BY THE REV. EDWARD HOARE, A.M., INCUMBENT OF TRINITY CHURCH, TUNBRIDGE-WELLS, On Occasion of the Death OF MISS ANNA GURNEY, OF NORTHREPPS COTTAGE. * * * * * LONDON: THOMAS HATCHARD, 187, PICCADILLY. 1857. * * * * * MACINTOSH, PRINTER, GREAT NEW-STREET, LONDON. A SERMON. JOHN IX. 4. “I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.” THIS week has been one of heavy sorrow to very many. The neighbourhood has lost one who for many years has stood foremost in large-hearted Christian benevolence. The poor have been deprived of a kind friend, to whose liberality they might ever resort. The children have been bereaved of one who has for years been anxious to devote her attentive care to their early training; and all who have ever needed a sympathizing friend have followed one this day to the grave as warm-hearted, energetic, and intelligent as is often to be met with in society. Her character is well described in some lines written by herself on the death of one she dearly loved— “Within this frame, by Jesu’s grace, High gifts and holy held their place; A noble heart, a mighty mind, Were here in bonds of clay confined.” And all this is now gone. The spirit has taken its flight. Northrepps Cottage is without its tenant. The ruins of the body have been left this morning in the ruins of the little church, and many a weeping heart has sent forth its unmistakable evidence of genuine and deep-felt sorrow.