Preparation for Death.

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It was an anguished speech of a dying king, "I must now die—before I begin to live!"

It is the wretched condition of many dying men, that their work has not begun—when the hour of their departure is at hand! When the enemy is in their gate—they have no weapons! When death is at their door—they have no saving grace!

When the bridegroom has come— they have no oil! The "avenger of blood" is upon them—the city of refuge is not so much as thought of by them.

In a word, the seven years of plenty are wasted, and no provision made for the years of famine. Their time is all spent—and nothing is laid up for eternity!

I will therefore now finish every work I have to do—that to die may be the last work I shall have to finish.