Showing posts with label My little daughter Ann was in good health on Monday. Show all posts
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Friday, 26 August 2011

My little daughter Ann was in good health on Monday

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--and on Thursday she was a corpse!

(The following in an excerpt from James Smith's Autobiography, when he was 28 years old)

Another sharp stroke! My little daughter Ann was in good health on Monday--and on Thursday she was a corpse! She died just two months after her sister Mercy. But the words of the Patriarch came to silence and humble me, "If He snatches someone in death--who can stop Him? Who dares to ask: What are You doing?"

I fear I loved her too much, for she was a beautiful child. Well, she is gone--and I must follow her, nor can I tell how soon.

"The Lord gave--and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised!" Job 1:21

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