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“This
is the night of weeping; and though weeping endures through the night of
time, yet joy comes in the morning of eternity. I must fight while on the
field of battle; and it is enough to get the crown after the battle. I am a worker,
and I must not lie down to rest until the evening shadows cover my weary
limbs. The world is too barren a soil to bear true joy; for where
sin within and round about abounds, how can
consolation triumph, which rises only as sin falls, and falls as sin rises?
But in this my comfort lies—that though in the world I shall have trouble,
yet in him I may be of good cheer, because He has overcome the world.
Moreover, in midst of all the sorrow that now surrounds me, I have an inward
joy that causes my heart to sing and blossom with the beautiful prospect of
eternal joy coming from its divine fountain—which, without the least fear of
returning sorrow, shall be the strength of my soul forever!” James Meikle (1730-1799)
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