All feel that “a prince and a great man has fallen in Israel.” His form so manly rests in the grave, and his tongue once so eloquent is silent in death. What remains for us but to prepare to meet him in a brighter and better world. By faith we see him standing before the throne of God and the Lamb, in white robes and palms in his hands, crying with a loud voice, “Salvation to God that sitteth upon the throne, and to the Lamb forever and ever.” To that state of felicity all godly ministers and people are tending. The wheels of nature, by an immutable law, are rolling forward and hurrying to the eternal state. Meanwhile heaven is attracting to itself all that is virtuous and good upon the earth, and peopling its pure mansions with the spirits of just men made perfect. Let us, dear friends, follow in the track of those venerated Fathers, who instructed us by their counsels, and cheered us by their example, that like them we may at last finish our course with joy, enter into rest, and unite eternally with them in the employment and bliss of the heavenly world. “No chilling wind, no poisonous breath, Can reach that healthful shore: Sickness and sorrow, pain and death Are felt and feared no more.”