It is the end of the day. The Old Guard resign their station, and the new guard marches forth. We pass. His eye is dim; his natural strength abates, yet as sight and strength dim, his faith and wisdom are perfected. I’ll never forget him.
He is a foundation stone for many who keep rank in the King’s army today. When smitten and reviled, he, like his Saviour, would bring water out of the rock. He made the words of God sweeter than honey. He loves that old Book.
I listened to him finish the narration of the Book ad libitum this Sunday. His last words were almost prophetic. He recited the words the watchman at Herrnhut mission would sound out as the night hours passed. I salute the Old Guard today- praying God preserves his body, soul, and spirit until the day of Jesus Christ.
II. Tis two;
Ye two so near related, Will and Reason.
III. The clock is three;
The best of praise from body soul and spirit.
IV. Tis four o clock;
The Lord will be the fourth on that occasion.
V. Five is the clock!
While five with wedding garments were rewarded.
VI. The clock is six, and I go off my station!
Now brethren, watch yourselves for your salvation!