For the Wages of Sin is Death; but the Gift of God is eternal Life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
From this mortal Mind, which is full of afflicting Desires, my weak Body shall in Time be separated. When the Days of my Life are fulfilled, let not my Life be a failure. O no! the One who chose me has a better House prepared for me.
The vile Nest of Sin, the Prison breaks apart; and so the Soul overcomes and is freed. The sharp Sword of Sin is blunted, the Vail that surrounds me disappears. What is Mortal and corruptible falls away, and the noble Spirit regains Life.
A new Building not made by human Hands but built by God will shelter me, neither Grief nor Fear will disturb my Rest; no crying Voices and Tears will be there. Only Peace, where God alone is all in all, and where the chosen Christian will see God with His own eyes.
We know this through God’s Spirit, He seals it with His Word, His judgment overcomes and brings much Comfort. The Faith of the Spirit testifies to the truth of the Spirit. When the Heart dreads the crooked Path of Death, the Spirit looks beyond into blissful Canaan.
Our Heart burns with ardent longing, as it rises Heavenward to reach the Shelter filled with God’s Purity. It quiets all and we sigh in Comfort in Christ’s Bosom. The Spirit speaks, Come, O come to my Light! Flee like a Deer and do not delay, achieve your Mercy.
Longing fills our whole Being and we know no Peace. Day and Night it drives us and makes us weary of the World. What it calls Majesty, Splendor and Pleasure is foul to us. O, speaks the Spirit, of what use is Silk to a Fish that is out of Water; I too am discontented until I can depart from here.
How glad my Heart and Mind are, how glad my Spirit, that I am already entered in through the Goodness of God, elected by my gracious King among the number of redeemed Souls who come to the Lamb, whom God has chosen out of the evil World and taken into His own Tent as His Children.
Alas! even if I am properly dressed and adorned, my doings are still sinful. What You see in me is Lust, Vanity, and Corruption. What I inherited through Adam makes my Life shameful. O Lord Jesus! cover my nakedness, steer my Ship to safe Harbour and let it not be stranded.
O! clothe me with your Spirit, let your Salvation be my Covering; always stay with me so that Nothing can make me afraid, even when I pass through the Valley of Death. With Jesus I will stand before God, your Wounds and your Staff comfort me when I die. Through You I have found Life. Amen.
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