When told that she would soon join in singing 'Hallelujah,'
she smiled and said. 'Yes;' and shortly after exchanged mortality for
life."
MY FRIEND'S DEPARTURE.
How solemn was the room!
How still that scene of death!
My friend 'mid twilight gloom,
Lay gasping hard for breath;
The death dews on her temples stood;
She smiled adieu, and crossed the flood.
Angels were hov'ring round,
And breathing incense there;
Almost I heard the sound
Of wings upon the air;
Light as the breeze, and clear as light,
Her happy spirit took its flight.
Back on that solemn hour
My thoughts are often cast;
Be mine such faith and power
To triumph at the last;
With smiles to meet my latest foe,
And die eternal life to know.
I am like Noah's dove. The world is a dreary waste of waters without
anything upon which I can set my foot. My friends are dying, and
disappointments common.--Wrote to Mr. B. on the importance of
preparing to meet God; and enclosed three sermons on eternity.--Four
persons, whom I have visited this week, have passed into eternity.
These I have warned, urged, and pointed to Jesus. Of three of them I
entertain hope; but Oh! the danger of delay, and the responsibility
of visiting sick beds!--I have been much troubled with the inattention
and neglect of a servant. This is permitted for the trial of my faith
and patience, and my earnest prayer is, that I may secure the good
intended. With respect to my inward experience, I have access to God,
and can more implicitly pour my wants into the ears of Him, who waits
to answer.
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