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It is related of a dying infidel watchmaker in the Midlands that, during his last twenty-four hours, he repeated over and over again these words, 'I'm going, I don't know where!'
The language of his life-time had been, 'I'm going, I don't care where.' But, now that the weight of death's icy hand was upon him, all his hardened carelessness and bravery forsook him; and had you investigated what was wrapped up in that dying cry, 'I'm going, I don't know where,' there is little doubt you would have found that it meant this, 'I'm going, utterly overwhelmed with the question, Where?'
If you repent and believe the gospel, be it known unto you that instead of being judged hereafter and missing the glory, you shall be justified now and fitted for the glory.
"Hath he said, and shall he not do it? or hath he spoken, and shall he not make it good?" Num. 23:19