p. 56 | TO THE AFFLICTED by P. A. HOLLY.

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 1, 1861

TO THE AFFLICTED.

By P. A. HOLLY.

You can remember that you are not alone buffeting the waves of adversity, that this world is full of sorrow, and all have to drink of the bitter cup. Family circles are broken by the hand of the enemy. A father or mother, brother or sister, or perhaps a dear companion is laid away beneath the clods of the valley to mingle with us no more. Or it may be an innocent babe breathes out its little life to God who gave it. What can we need more at such times than pure and undefiled religion? This only will buoy the spirits up when passing through affliction. Let us be truly thankful that the Lord does not willingly afflict nor grieve the children of men, but for our eternal good.

We are numbered with the afflicted. Our kind and merciful Father has permitted the enemy to lay our loved one in the grave; she sleeps in Jesus waiting the resurrection morn, when the Life-giver shall call for the sleeping saints. How could we endure to see our loved ones laid away to moulder back to dust without the hope that in the resurrection morning when God calls they will answer and come forth blooming with immortality. O what a salvation Jesus has purchased for us—salvation from sin and from death.

We are striving to overcome, to have on the whole armor, our lamps trimmed and burning, that we may be ready for the marriage supper of the Lamb.

From your unworthy sister. P. A. HOLLY.