But Go On, Valiant Champion; You Die

And Now, This Is The Sweetest And Most Glorious Day That Ever My Eyes Did See.

I Wish There Were More True Conversion, And Then There Would Not Be So Much Backsliding, And, For Fear Of Suffering, Living At Ease, When There Are So Few To Contend For Christ And His Cause.

And For Myself, I Think For The Present He Is Calling Me To Another Land; But How Long Shall Be My Abode, Or What Employment He Has For Me There, I Know Not, For I Cannot Think He Is Taking Me There To Live And Lurk Only.

Farewell All Relations And Friends In Christ; Farewell Acquaintances And All Earthly Enjoyments; Farewell Reading And Preaching, Praying And Believing, Wanderings, Reproaches, And Sufferings.

I Cannot But Be Grieved To Go From My Native Land, And Especially From That Part Of It For Whom And With Whom I Desired Only To Live; Yet The Dreadful Apprehensions I Have Of What Is Coming Upon This Land May Help To Make Me Submissive To This Providence, Though More Bitter.