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St.
John
is
unmarried
:
he
never
will
marry
now
.
Himself
has
hitherto
sufficed
to
the
toil
,
and
the
toil
draws
near
its
close
:
his
glorious
sun
hastens
to
its
setting
.
The
last
letter
I
received
from
him
drew
from
my
eyes
human
tears
,
and
yet
filled
my
heart
with
divine
joy
:
he
anticipated
his
sure
reward
,
his
incorruptible
crown
I
know
that
a
stranger
's
hand
will
write
to
me
next
,
to
say
that
the
good
and
faithful
servant
has
been
called
at
length
into
the
joy
of
his
Lord
.
And
why
weep
for
this
?
No
fear
of
death
will
darken
St.
John
's
last
hour
:
his
mind
will
be
unclouded
,
his
heart
will
be
undaunted
,
his
hope
will
be
sure
,
his
faith
steadfast
.
His
own
words
are
a
pledge
of
this
--
"
My
Master
,
"
he
says
,
"
has
forewarned
me
.
Daily
He
announces
more
distinctly
,
--
'
Surely
I
come
quickly
!
'
and
hourly
I
more
eagerly
respond
,
--
'
Amen
;
even
so
come
,
Lord
Jesus
!
'
"