Clasping his hands together, while tears flowed down his face, he said:
“My precious Lord Jesus, Thou knowest how fully I can say with Paul, ‘To depart and to be with Christ is far better.’ O! How far better! I do long for it! They come and talk to me of a crown of glory, I bid them cease; of the glories of heaven, I bid them stop. I am not wanting crowns. I have Himself—Himself! I am going to be with Himself! Ah! With the man of Sychar; with Him who stayed to call Zacchaeus; with the man of John 8; with the man who hung upon the cross; with the Man who died! O! to be with Him before the glories—the crowns—or the kingdoms appear! It is wonderful!— wonderful! With the man of Sychar alone; the man of the gate of the city of Nain; and I am going to be with Him; forever! Exchange this sad, sad scene, which cast Him out, for His presence! O! the man of Sychar!”