A Farewell Word

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DEAR unsaved reader, ere parting company for this year—perhaps forever—one loving word. Do you mean to say that you will let 1881 pass away, and you be still unsaved? What awful folly! Oh! do be warned. Eternity is near, and endless too. Life is short, judgment certain. Only go on despising the blood, of which the foregoing pages are so full, and your eternal doom is sure—the blackness of darkness forever. What a future! Shall it be yours? Oh, that I could hear you say in the earnestness of faith, “NO! It shall not be mine. I have halted tong, will halt no longer. This day, this hour, I come to Jesus, and trust His precious blood.”
Happy, blessed soul, you are saved, saved forever. “Thy faith path saved thee, go in peace." You are the Lord's, henceforth. Till He come, follow Him simply. Farewell.
W. T. P. W.