“Fear not: I have the keys of hell and of death.”—Rev. i. 17, 18.
Is it Jesus, all precious, all lovely, all powerful Jesus, that saith
this? He who hath redeemed my soul from hell, mine eyes from tears, and
my feet from falling? And hath Jesus, my Husband, my Brother, my
Redeemer, the keys both of hell and of death? Why then it is impossible
for any to open death’s door one moment before that he gives the
appointment. And doth he command me to fear not? Oh then, my soul,
dismiss all anxiety about thy departure. Thy time is in Jesus’s hands;
the keys are hanging at thy Redeemer’s girdle. Never fear, neither to
die as thou hast lived, and art living, in a believing frame in Jesus.
This is as much suited to a dying time, as it is to a living time; for
with this thou mayest go out of the world, as safe as living in it. “To
live is Christ, and to die is gain.” God’s covenant love, and God’s
covenant promises in Jesus, are the same. They are, both in death and
life, fixed and sure. When Jesus therefore comes, when the Master calls
for thee, wilt thou feel reluctant? What, reluctant to go to Jesus? Is
this thy love, thy kindness to thy friend? Forbid it, dearest Lord! No,
my precious, blessed Jesus, open the gate of death to me when thou
pleasest, where thou pleasest, and how thou pleasest. Sure I am thou
wilt be present, and that is enough for me; and when the ground of all
sensible comforts is sinking under me, Oh for a vigorous effort of
faith communicated by thee, that I may drop the body, and leap at once
into thy arms, with the last cry of faith, “Lord Jesus, receive my
spirit, for thou hast redeemed me, Oh Lord, thou God of truth.”
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