DEAR BRO. WHITE :—Being situated here in this dark region where the people are most all priest ridden and consequently gospel hardened, I feel like a lonely pilgrim. I find none around me that love the present truth so well as they do the good things of this present evil world. I feel that we are living in a solemn time, and it becomes me to humble myself under the mighty hand of God. I see an awful day approaching, and who shall be able to stand? none but those that have pure hearts and clean hands; all else will have to drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture into the cup of his indignation, and be tormented with fire and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb. O awful doom! Who of us shall escape its dread reality?
Here we see the importance of having our lamps trimmed and burning. "Blessed is he that watcheth, and keepeth his garments, lest he walk naked and they see his shame."
I am always glad to get the Review. It cheers my heart to learn how the cause of God is prospering. I love to read the soul-stirring epistles of the dear brethren and sisters. I should be glad to have it weekly if I could, but I have no fault to find so long as it comes once in two weeks.
Yours in expectation of soon seeing the King in his beauty.