Oh! sir, I shall soon be redeemed from all sin and sorrow.

I think I see the glory that shines about the heavenly gates.

I have never felt myself ready to go until now, but there is nothing to keep me.

The Lord make your dying bed as easy as you have mine." Mr.Weston endeavored to compose himself, but was much agitated.

"Phillis," he said, "you have deserved more than I could ever do for you.