Thou therefore endure hardness as a soldier of Jesus Christ. No man that wareth entangles himself with the affairs of this life. 2 Timothy 2:3-4.
Our way lying here through many tribulations, sorrow, and vexation, O what need we have then always to abide in Christ, our peace, quietly and faithfully to keep to his word and to be instant in prayer. Thus we will certainly be delivered at last, though we were in the utmost straits. Nay, every thing, even the sufferings themselves, are nothing but salvation and a sowing for eternity, which we must look for and depend upon.
When I can read my title clear,
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurled,
Then can I smile at Satan’s rage,
And face a frowning world.
Let cares like a wide deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.
There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll,
Across my peaceful breast.