And
,
though
after
my
Skin
,
Worms
destroy
this
Body
,
yet
in
my
Flesh
shall
I
see
God
,
Job
19.
26.
WHat
tho
my
Soul
rent
from
the
close
imbrace
Of
this
material
consort
,
take
its
flight
,
(
Exil'd
the
Confines
of
her
Native
place
)
And
leave
these
eyes
clos'd
in
a
Dismal
Night
:
She
shall
agen
resume
the
dear
abode
,
And
,
cloath'd
in
Flesh
,
I
shall
behold
my
God
.
II
.
Tho
in
the
Gloomy
Regions
of
the
Grave
,
Forgotten
,
and
insensible
I
lye
;
That
tedious
night
shall
a
bright
morning
have
,
The
welcome
dawnings
of
Eternity
.
My
Soul
shall
then
resume
her
old
abode
,
And
cloath'd
in
flesh
,
I
shall
behold
my
God
.
III
.
Altho
resolv'd
unto
my
Native
dust
,
Its
proper
part
,
each
Element
refine
;
Yet
at
my
awfull
Makers
breath
they
must
The
Individual
Particles
resign
:
And
then
my
Soul
shall
take
her
old
abode
,
And
cloath'd
in
Flesh
,
I
shall
behold
my
God
.