heart when I am gone.’ She said ‘spiritually, but our natural affection will not do so.’
“That night he was so weak that he said he feared his dear sisters had not strength enough to move him; accordingly, a kind Christian brother, who had previously offered, came on that and the following evening to pass the night, and it was a great relief to my dear uncle in raising the pillows, and other wise assisting him.
“When my father came into the room in the morning, my uncle sweetly said, ‘The Lord has put a new song in my mouth in sending that dear brother.’
“Some time after, my uncle said, ‘Where is precious George?’
“On his being called and coming into the room, he was greeted with a sweet smile; they clasped each other’s hands, and my father said, ‘The Lord be praised, now is our salvation nearer than when we believed.’
‘Though painful at present,
Twill cease before long,
And then, O, how pleasant
The conqueror’s song.’
To all of which my dear uncle responded by the same sweet smile and uplifting of the hand and eye.
“During Thursday and Friday he had not strength to say much, but still set his amen to all words of comfort and prayer, and was frequent in his earnest desire to be with Jesus.
“From six o’clock on Friday evening till midnight his sufferings were very great.
“Shortly before he breathed his last, he said ‘Precious Jesus.’
“Leaning his head on his hand, he sweetly fell asleep in Jesus, at twelve on Friday, May 20th, 1853.
“Bristol, June 3rd.”
The following interesting particulars are supplied from extracts of letters from Mrs. Müller to Mrs. Groves; as also from others who saw him at the last.
