« PreviousContinue »
God and yours.
Mrs. P. having told him the various exercises of her mind, he replied, “O trust the Lord ; if he lifts up the light of his countenance upon you, as he has done upon me this day, all your mountains will become mole-hills. I feel your situation, I feel your sorrows; but he who takes care of sparrows, will care for you my
dear children.” When scorching with burning fever, he said, "Hot and happy." One Lord's day morning he said, “Cheer up, my dear, think how much will be said to-day of the faithfulness of God. Though we are called to separate, he will never separate from you. I wish I could tell the world what a good and gracious God he is. Never need they, who trust in him, be afraid of trials. He has promised to give strength for the day; that is his promise. 0 what a lovely God! and he is
He will never leave us nor forsake us, no never! I have been thinking that this and that medicine will do me good, but what have I to do with it? It is in my Jesus's hands ; he will do it all, and there I leave it. What a mercy is it, I have a good bed to lie upon ; you, my dear Sarah, to wait upon me; and friends to pray for me. O how thankful should I be for all my pains; I want for nothing : all my wishes are anticipated. 0 I have felt the force of those words of David, “Unless thy law, (my gracious. God!) had been my delights, I should have perished in mine affliction." Though I am too weak to read it, or hear it, I can think upon it, and O bow good it is !-I am in the best hands I could be in, in the hands of my dear Lord and Saviour, and he will do all things well. Yes, yes, he cannot do wrong.”
One morning Mrs. P. asked him how he felt ?---- Very ill, but unspeakably happy in the Lord, and my dear Lord Jesus.” Once beholding her grieving, he said, “O my dear Sarah, do not be so anxious, but leave me entirely in the hands of Jesus, and think, if you were as wise as he, you would do the same by me. If he takes me, I shall not be lost, I shall only go a little before; we shall meet again, never to part.”
After a violent fit of coughing, he said, “ It is all well! O what a good God is he! It is done by him, and it must be well-If I ever recover, I shall pity the sick more than ever, and if I do not, I shall go to sing delivering love ; so you see it will be all well.O for more patience! Well, my God is the God of patience, and he will give me all I need. I rejoice it is in my Jesus's hands to communicate, and it cannot be in better. It is my God who gives me patience to bear all his will.”
When, after a restless night, Mrs. P. asked him, what she should do for him ? “ You can do nothing, but pray for me, that I may have patience to bear all my Lord's will."-After taking a medicine, he said, “ If it be the Lord's will to bless it, for your sake, and for the sake of the dear children, but the Lord's will be done. O I fear I sin, I dishonour God by impatience ; but I would not for a thousand worlds sin in a thought if I could avoid it.” Mrs. P. replied, she trusted the Lord would still keep him ; seeing he had brought him thus far, he would not desert him at last. "No, no," he said, “I hope he will not. As a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him. Why do I complain ? My dear Jesus's sufferings were much sorer and more bitter than mine ; And did he thus suffer, and shall I repine ? No, I will cheerfully suffer my Father's will."
One morning after being asked how he felt, he replied, “I have but one severe pain about me! what a mercy ! O how good a God to afford some intervals amidst so much pain! He is altogether good. Jesus lives, my dear, and that must be our consolation.”After taking a medicine which operated very powerfully, he said, - This will make me so much lower; well, let it be. Multiply my pains, thou good God, so thou art but glorified, I care not what I suffer; all is right."
Being asked how he felt after a restless night, he replied, " I have so much weakness and pain, I have not had much enjoyment: but I have a full persuasion that the Lord is doing all things well. If it were not for strong confidence in a lovely God, I must sink; but all is well. O blessed God, I would not love thee less ; O support a sinking worm ! O what a mercy to be assured that all things are working together for good ! " Mrs. P. saying, If we must part, I trust the separation will not
we sorrow not as those who have no hope.” She said, Then you can leave me and your dear
56 Oh be for ever;
children with resignation, can you ? He answered, “My heart was pierced through with many sorrows, before I could give you and the children up; but the Lord has heard me say, Thy will be done; and I now can say, Blessed be his dear name, I have none of my own.”
His last day, October 10, was very happy : Mrs. P. repeated
Since all that I meet shall work for my good,
He repeated with an inexpressible smile, the last line, " The conqueror's song." He said once,
“Oh my dear! what shall I do? But why do I complain ? He makes all my bed in my sickness.” She then repeated those lines,
Jesus can make a dying bed
“Yes,” he replied, “ he can; he does; I feel it.”
END OF THE SIXTH VOLUME.