As Death, When We Come

Let Us Put Our Trust In God And Console Ourselves With The Thought That All Is Well, If It Is In Accordance With The Will Of The Almighty, As He Knows Best What Is Profitable And Beneficial To Our Temporal Happiness And Our Eternal Salvation.

I Must Give You A Piece Of Intelligence That You Perhaps Already Know, Namely That The Ungodly Arch-villain Voltaire Has Died Miserably Like A Dog, Just Like A Brute. That Is His Reward!

It Is A Great Consolation For Me To Remember That The Lord, To Whom I Had Drawn Near In Humble And Child-like Faith, Has Suffered And Died For Me, And That He Will Look On Me In Love And Compassion.

I Thank My God For Graciously Granting Me The Opportunity Of Learning That Death Is The Key Which Unlocks The Door To Our True Happiness.

I Never Lie Down At Night Without Reflecting That, Young As I Am, I May Not Live To See Another Day.