I have been very low-so low that 1 did not know whether I should get up again. I had no sense of death, for God... is specially engaged at such a moment.... I found myself within sight of my end, and I was surprised at the little difference which it made to me: Christ, the precious Savior, with me for the journey; then, I through grace, with Him forever-there was no change as to this... Christ is all... everything else will pass out of sight: but He, blessed be His name, never.