And this is the record, that God hath given to us eternal life, and this life is in His Son. – 1 John 5:11

“Now Jehovah’s banner’s furled,
Sheathed His sword because ’tis done”;

Reel, ye pillars of earth! Be shaken, ye arches of the starry heavens! Pass away, O Time, and you ye rolling worlds, dissolve into your native nothingness! But the believer must live on, because Jesus lives, and until the Lord’s Christ can bow His head, till He who hath immortality can expire, till God Himself can cease to be, no soul that believed in Jesus can lose the life incorruptible which God’s own Spirit hath put within it.

I want to sing, brethren, rather than to talk with you. These are words and thoughts fit for some ancient bard, or for the spirit of some inspired prophet sent from heaven. I do but lisp where even seraphs might find their loudest songs fail in the them. Let your hearts mount! Let your souls exult! Let your spirits be glad! Do you

“Long for evening to undress,
That you may rest with God,”

and enter into His heaven? Long for the evening of death, when your toil shall be over, and the hour of your bliss shall have come.  ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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