It was a surprise to us to see a little, feeble _Shadow_ _of a Man_, beyond _Seventy_, preaching usually twice or thrice in a week, Visiting, Comforting the _Afflicted_, Encouraging the _Private Meetings_, _Catechising_ the Children of the Flock, and managing the _Government_ of the Church, and attending the _Sick_, not only as a _Pastor_, but as a _Physician_ too; and this not only in his own Town, but also in all those of the Vicinity. Thus he did _unto the Last_; and he was but one _Lord's-Day_ taken off before his Last. But in the _Last Week_ of his Life, how full of _Resignation_! How full of _Satisfaction_! From his Exemplary Life I will single out one thing, his EARLY RELIGION. Our _Wigglesworth_ was a Godly child, and he held on living to God and Christ until the Seventy-Fourth Year of his Age. When he lay a Dying, some one spoke to him about his having secured his _Interest_ in the Favor of Heaven, and his _Assurance_ of that _Interest_. He Replyed, [Me-thoughts like my _Polycarp_,] I bless God I began that Work betimes, and ere I was Twenty Years Old I had made thorow work of it. Ever since then I have been pressing after the Power of Godliness, the Power of Godliness! For more than Fifty Years together I have been Laboring to uphold a Life of Communion with God; and I thank the Lord I now find the Comfort of it! Words that contain in them _A History of a Life_ more Valuable than I have seen a Volume in Folio. EPITAPH. (BELIEVED TO HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY REV. COTTON MATHER.) THE EXCELLENT WIGGLESWORTH; REMEMBERED BY SOME GOOD TOKENS. His Pen did once _Meat from the Eater_ fetch; And now he's gone beyond the _Eater's_ reach. His _Body_ once so _Thin_, was next to _None_; From hence he's to _Unbodied Spirits_ flown. Once his rare skill did all _Diseases_ heal; And he does nothing now _uneasy_ feel. He to his _Paradise_ is joyful come, And waits with joy to see his _Day of Doom_. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Day of Doom, by Michael Wigglesworth