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 happineſs. The joy of the Lord is my ſtrength; O! let it be yours alſo. Dear wife, farewell, I will call thee wife no more. I ſhall ſee thy face no more, yet I am not much troubled: for now I am going to meet the bridegroom, the Lord Jeſus, to whom I ſhall be eternally married

12thly, Refuſe not to marry, when God offers you a fair opportunity, but before you marry in the Lord, and one of a good diſpoſition that he may not grieve you, and of a comfortable livelihood in the world.

Farewell, dear love and again I ſay farewell; the Lord Jeſus be with your ſpirit the Maker of heaven and earth be a huſband to you, and the Father of our Lord Jeſus Chriſt be a father to your children.-- So prays,

Your dying, yet moſt affectionate friend, till death,

CHRISTOPHER LOVE.

From the Tower of London, Auguſt 22, 1651, the day of my glorification.

ALTHOUGH (ſaid he) there be but little between me and death, yet this bears up my heart, there is little between me and heaven. It comforted Dr Tay'or the Martyr, when he was going to execution, that there were but two ſtiles between him and his Father's houſe, there is a leſſer way between me and my Father's houſe, but two eps between me and glory. It is but lying down upon that block, and I ſhall feel upon a throne. I am this day failing towards the ocean of eternity, through a rough paſſage to my heaven of reſt, through a red ſea to the promiſed land. Methinks I hear God ſay to me, as he did to Moſes, Go up to mount Nebo and die there