"A poore under-rower."

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reaganmarsh

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John Owen dictated these words to a friend two days before his death:

"I am going to him whom my soul hath loved, or rather hath loved me with an everlasting love; which is the whole ground of all my consolation.

The passage is very irksome and wearisome through strong pain of various sorts which are all issued in an intermitting fever...

I am leaving the ship of the church in a storm, but while the great Pilot is in it, the loss of a poore under-rower will be inconsiderable.

Live and pray and hope and waite patiently and doe not despair; the promise stands invincible that he will never leave thee nor forsake thee."

--Peter Toon, The Correspondence of John Owen, p. 174.
 
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