By William Huntington
A Divine Poem of the Shunamite.
The Music and Odours of Saints.
The Servant of the Lord Described and Vindicated.
Spoils taken from the Tower of London.
Volume 7
William Huntington (1745-1813)
A Divine Poem on the Shunamite:
APOLOGY.
I HOPE, dear Madam, you will not be vex’d,
Because you find your name to this affix’d;
‘Tis sent by ay of grateful recompense,
But not design’d to give the least offence.
I trust your name is in the book of life;
Nor have I us’d it here to gender strife
Take not this freedom in the least unkind,
The poem’s sent to entertain your mind.
The subject matter is a work of grace,
Which on a saint in days of old took place;
The sex – a woman, and her statute great;
And to her sex these lines I dedicate.
The Music and Odours of Saints
A SERMON, PREACHED AT PROVIDENCE CHAPEL,
SEPTEMBER 2, 1787.
“And when he had taken the book, the four beasts and four
and twenty elders fell down before the Lamb, having every
one of them harps, and golden vials full of odours, which are
the prayers of saints.” Rev. v. 8.
The Servant of the Lord Described and Vindicated.
“And the servant of the Lord must not strive, but be gentle
unto all men, apt to teach, patient, in meekness instructing
those that oppose themselves.”- 2 Tim 2:24, 25.
Spoils taken from the Tower of London.
without Siege, Violence, Bloodshed, Conquest, or Loss to
the Owners.
IN A LETTER TO A FRIEND.
William Huntington S.S. (1745-1813)
Moreover I have given thee one portion above thy brethren. –
Gen. 48:22.
From a certain loyalist in the burning bush, to the son of
David, alias Mr. Davidson, no. 7, postern row, secured by a
wall, though in view of the ditch, living near the tower.