He came to bring the Mourners Joy

And I said unto him, Sir, thou knowest. And he said to me, These are they which come out of great Tribulation, and have washed their Robes, and made them white in the Blood of the Lamb.

Now my Life has come to an end; and I see the Heavens standing open before me. O yes, God reaches His Hand down to me, and I follow Him. O, what a wonderful sight. Let me flee this Earth, I can no longer wait.

The Angels will carry me up and away, until I reach Heaven’s Door. Let all shameful Vanities disappear. I have been plucked from the Sea of Fear and have arrived in Canaan!

How happy I am to have reached my final Home and leave behind the weary Sighs and great Distresses of my Heart’s torment. What a beautiful Crown of Life my Jesus extends to me from His Throne

My Weeping is turned to Laughter and my Burdens are turned to Joy. I am Happy to hear sounds of Joy that no earthly Ear has heard before. I hear singing that no man has heard outside of Heaven.

O City of God! how beautiful your Buildings are. There is much Joy with many thousands of Angels, playing Instruments and singing, Holy, Holy, Holy! Receive, Lord! receive my Soul in Your Hand, which I faithfully pledge and entrust to You. O see my Joy! I am going to my Place of Salvation! Amen.