My soul, how hath the year been hastening from thee, and thou hastening in it from the world! Where are the days fled? They are gone to be numbered with the years beyond the flood; and thou art now standing as on the isthmus of time. "The end of all things is at hand." Friends are dying around thee, thou art dying thyself; yea, the world is dying: and the end of all things is at hand. In this state, my Lord, well may I look up to thee! Circumstances so very solemn may well induce soberness, and watchfulness unto prayer. Yes! blessed Jesus! I would pray thee to induce in me every suited state, that every faculty may be on the watch tower, waiting my Lord's coming. Thou hast said: "Yet a little while, and he that shall come, will come, and will not tarry." Oh! then for grace to live by faith on thee; and so to live, that when I change worlds, I may not change my company. For if in time I live with Christ, and enjoy Christ; I shall not live less with Christ, nor enjoy Christ less, when I exchange time for eternity! Lord Jesus! be thou my watchfulness unto prayer, and thou wilt be, both now and then, in life and death, my portion for ever.From the POOR MAN'S MORNING AND EVENING PORTIONS.
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