"I intend to become a Christian sometime but not now. Don't trouble yourself about me. I'll attend to it in good time.”
A few weeks after, the man was injured in a saw mill, and, as he lay dying, Mr. Y. was called to him. He found him in despair, saying, "Leave me alone. At your meeting I was almost persuaded, but I would not yield; and now it is too late. O, get my wife, my sisters and my brothers to seek God, and do it now; but leave me alone, for I am lost.”
Within an hour he passed away, with these words on his lips,
"I am lost, I am lost. Just because I would not yield when I was almost persuaded.”
"Almost persuaded," now to believe
"Almost persuaded," Christ to receive;
Seems now some soul to say?—
"Go, Spirit, go Thy way;
Some more convenient day
On Thee I'll call.”
"Almost persuaded;" harvest is past!
"Almost persuaded," doom comes at last!
"Almost" cannot avail;
"Almost" is but to fail;
Sad, sad, that bitter wail—
"Almost"—but lost!