Samuel Benson’s Death and Hope
By A. S. Hutchins
Fell asleep in Jesus, in Irasburgh, Vt., March 1st, 1860, Bro. Samuel Benson, aged 64 years. His disease was erysipelas. His sickness was short, but his sufferings were great. In less than seven days from the time he was taken ill, his eyes were closed in death, and he borne to the silent resting-place of the dead. In hope he will sweetly rest till the Life-giver shall bid him arise; till those that dwell in the dust "awake and sing." “Then burst the fetters of the tomb,
To wake in full, immortal bloom.” O glorious prospect! O blessed morn! “Then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” Bro. Benson embraced the Bible Sabbath more than six years ago (having previously left the Methodist connection), since which he has felt a good interest in the advancement of present truth. We now miss him in our neighborhood, we shall miss him in our church, and he will be greatly missed by his bereaved family. May this affliction be sanctified to the good of us all. Some remarks were made on the subject of the resurrection, at his funeral, Sabbath, the 3d inst.
A. S. HUTCHINS.