A Christian friend went to see her after her conversion, when she was dying, and asked her if it was well with her soul, and if Jesus was precious to her. Her reply was “Oh, yes, so precious! He is always with me, and He will never leave me. I wish I had gone to Him before when I was well, but how good He is to save me at the last.” Pausing, and looking around, she saw her mother and said, “My dear mother, live nearer to God than you have ever done; keep ere close to Jesus; pray for my dear husband too, because I want you all to meet me in heaven.” Then fixing her eyes, and looking upward, as if she sale Jesus, she said, “Yes, Jesus, I shall soon be there, and then oh! what joy! I shall see Thee, Jesus, my precious Saviour, who died on the cross for me. I cannot love Thee half enough down here, but I shall soon be with Thee, then I shall love Thee for evermore.”
Then she sank back exhausted on her pillows, and after a little sang: ―
“I shall gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
I shall gather with the saints at the river,
That flows by the throne of God.”
And so she peacefully passed into His presence with His name upon her lips.