Brethren, now is the time to decide which it will be. The choice, under God, is in our hands to-day, to-morrow may be too late.
“There’s no repentance in the grave,
Nor hope of pardon there.”
And there, in the grave, you may be, I say not before another census taking comes, but before another day dawns. The names of some of those who are at this moment written in the census-paper as among the living, will have to be withdrawn, erased, before that paper be handed to the enumerator to-morrow morning, and entered in another register, the register of the dead. It may be so in the case of some here to-night. With which one shall it be so? With which one? “Lord, is it I?”
SEELEY, ISLINGTON GREEN.