The Day of Doom; Or, a Poetical Description of the Great and Last JudgementWigglesworth, Michael
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The Day of Doom; Or, a Poetical Description of the Great and Last Judgement
Wigglesworth, Michael
Judgment Day -- Poetry
The author of the _Day of Doom_, belonging to the straitest sect of
Puritans, was, like many others of that sect, a man of generous feeling
toward his fellows. Rev. Dr. Peabody calls him “a man of the
beatitudes.” Obedience to the supreme law gave a heavenly lustre to his
example and a sweet fragrance to his memory. The clergy of his day
possessed a deep religious earnestness and a fervent piety. They were
Bible students and men of prayer. Even many who consider them erroneous
in doctrine, are willing to allow that they were strict in morals; that,
if they were wrong in faith, they were right in life; that, if their
creed was opaque, their hearts were luminous; and that, if their vision
did not discern the additional light which the saintly Robinson had
prophesied was yet to break forth from God’s Word, they sincerely
accepted the light they saw. They were patient, hopeful, humble,
believing, faithful. They stood on a higher plane than their successors,
and exercised a proportionally higher power over their hearers. Their
people revered them, were constant in attendance on their services, and
submitted gladly to their sway.
Autobiography
I was born of Godly Parents, that feared ye Lord greatly, even from
their youth, but in an ungodly Place, where ye generality of ye people
rather derided than imitated their piety; in a place where, to my
knowledge, their children had Learnt wickedness betimes; in a place that
was consumed with fire in a great part of it, after God had brought them
out of it. These godly parents of mine meeting with opposition and
persecution for Religion, because they went from their own Parish church
to hear ye word and Receiv ye Lords supper &c, took up resolutions to
pluck up their stakes and remove themselves to New England: and
accordingly they did so, Leaving dear Relations, friends and
acquaintance, their native Land, a new built house, a flourishing Trade,
to expose themselves to ye hazzard of ye seas, and to ye Distressing
difficulties of a howling wilderness, that they might enjoy Liberty of
Conscience and Christ in his ordinances. And the Lord brought them
hither and Landed them at Charlstown, after many difficulties and
hazzards, and me along with them, being then a child not full seven
years old. After about 7 weeks stay at Charlstown, my parents removed
again by sea to New Haven in ye month of October. In our passage thither
we were in great Danger by a storm which drove us upon a Beach of sand
where we lay beating til another Tide fetcht us off; but God carried us
to our port in safety. Winter approaching we dwelt in a cellar partly
under ground covered with earth the first winter. But I remember that
one great rain, brake in upon us and drencht me so in my bed, being
asleep, that I fell sick upon it; but ye Lord in mercy spar’d my life
and restored my health. When ye next summer was come I was sent to
school to Mr. Ezekiel Cheever, who at that time taught school in his own
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