“You have sown in tears, but the harvest will be unspeakable joy.
I wish the knowledge I have received of your illness may be sanctified to quicken me in my work and warfare, that I may abound in the Lord’s service while it is the day, for the night cometh.
Perhaps I may not see you in this world, but I hope to meet you at last, and join with you in the song before the throne, ‘To Him who loved us and washed us from our sin in His blood.’
I commend you to His care and keeping.
Your affectionate friend and brother,
–John Newton, Letters of John Newton (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth Trust, 1869/2007), 196.