“These, as is gone, is mos’ly the middle-age an’ ole ones, an’ those wot’s been in India, Malta, an’ other furrin stations. I’ve knowed lots o’ that sort o’ officer, as oosed to hev Bible-Readin’s at their Bungalows. Ah, they wur right, they wur, the other wur wrong, an’ the wrong ’uns knows to-day as they’s out o’ luck!
“If yer arsks my erpinun, ser, I sez, that London’s full o’ fools, to-day, fur if we’d all been doin’ an’ thinkin’ as we’d oughter, why we’d be now up in Glory wi Jesus. I’ve yeard the truth at So’dger Homes, an’ sich places, an’ I’ve sung wi’ lots o’ others:—
“Blessed are those whom the Lord finds watching;
In his glory they shall share:
If He shall come at the dawn or midnight,
Will He find us watching there?”
“O, can we say we are ready, brother?—
Ready for the soul’s bright home?
Say, will He find you and me still watching,
Waiting, waiting, when the Lord shall come?”