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Near Death Testimonies of Some Old Time Believers
-----------------------MISS HANNAH MORE

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Then saw I this --- that whether guileless child,
Or youth, or age, or genius, won salvation,
Each self-renouncing came; on each God smiled ---
Each found the love of Christ rich compensation
For loss of friends, earth's pleasures, and renown,
Each entered heaven, and by "his side sat down." --- MRS. EVANS.

"O, I stand trembling
Where foot of mortal ne'er hath been
Wrapt in the radiance of that sinless land
Which eye hath never seen.

Bright visions come and go,
Shapes of resplendent beauty 'round me throng,
From angel lips I seem to hear the flow
Of soft and holy song."

She said to those who surrounded her, "Grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. Jesus is all in all. God of grace, God of light, God of love, whom have I in heaven but thee!" When very sick, she said, "What can I do? What can I not do with Christ? I know that my Redeemer liveth. Happy, happy are those who are expecting to be together in a better world. The thought of that world lifts the mind above itself. My God! my God! I bless thy holy name! Oh, the love of Christ, the love of Christ! Mercy, Lord, is all I ask!

I am never tired of prayer. I pray to God to forgive my offences, to make me humble, and 'looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith.' Lord, establish, strengthen us! 'The heavens declare the glory of God;' how I love that Psalm! Oh, eternal, immortal Lord, I prostrate myself before thee, utterly unworthy of thy mercy! Holy Lord, into thy hands I commend my spirit! Into thy hands I commend my unworthy self --- unworthy, but penitent."

She said to her attendant, who had been repeating some psalms and hymns, "You cannot have your mind too much stored with these things; when you get old, or are in solitude, they will supply you with comfort."

She often exclaimed, "Lord, have mercy upon me; Christ, have mercy upon me, and make me patient under my sufferings. Take away my perverse and selfish spirit, and give me a conformity to thy will. May thy will be done in me, and by me, to thy praise and glory; I desire only to be found at the foot of the cross. Lord, I am thine. I am not my own; I am bought with a price, a precious price, even the death of the Lord Jesus Christ. Lord, have mercy upon me; grant me an abundant entrance into thy kingdom! Jesus, my Saviour and my friend!"

She talked much of the many mercies of God to her through her very long life. To in intimate friend she said she hoped they should meet in glory; for herself, she had but one object in view, and that was to wait the Lord's time. "Lord, strengthen my resignation to thy holy will. Lord, have mercy upon me a miserable sinner. Thou hast not left me comfortless. Oh, Lord, strengthen me in the knowledge of my Saviour Jesus Christ, whom I love and honor. How many parts of the Scripture speak of our being born again. Raise my desires, purify my affections, sanctify my soul. To go to heaven --- think what that is! To go to my Saviour, who died that I might live! Lord, humble me: subdue every evil temper in me. May we meet in a robe of glory; through Christ's merits we can alone be saved." * * * *

She said, "It pleases God to afflict me, not for his pleasure, but to do me good, and make me humble and thankful; Lord I believe. I do believe with all the powers of my weak, sinful heart. Lord Jesus, look down upon me from thy holy habitation, strengthen my faith, and quicken me in my preparation. Support me in that trying hour when I most need it! It is a glorious thing to die."

When one talked to her of her good deeds, she said --- "Talk not so vainly; I utterly cast them from me, and fall low at the foot of the cross."

On Friday, the 6th of September, 1833, we offered up the morning family devotion by her bedside. She was silent and apparently attentive, with her hands devoutly lifted up. From eight in the evening till nearly nine, I sat watching her. Her face was smooth and glowing. There was an unusual brightness in its expression. She smiled and endeavored to raise herself a little from her pillow; she reached out her arms as if catching at something and while making this effort, she once called "Patty!" (the name of her last and dearest sister), very plainly, and exclaimed, "Joy!" In this state of quietness and inward peace she remained for an hour.

At six o'clock on Saturday morning I sent in for Miss Roberts. . . . I saw the last gentle breath escape; and one more was added to that glorious company, which no man can number, who sing the praises of God and of the, Lamb for ever. --- Extracts from "An Account of the Experience of Miss Hannah More, in her Eighty-ninth Year."

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