Did you ever attempt to look to the end of eternity?  Have you endeavored to comprehend its duration?  Alas! it is something beyond the conception of the finite mind.  Look into it as far as you can and no less of it lies beyond the end of your vision.  Eternity is something never begun and something that will never end.  It is a circle which has no end of beginning and no end of closing.  It goes on and on and on until millions upon millions of ages have passed away, and then on and on to other millions upon millions of ages, and then still on, being no less in duration than before.  When you have been there ten million years you will be no nearer the end than when you first entered this boundless duration.

What a vast and awful thought!  Eternity!  I stand upon the shore of ocean and looking out upon the broad expanse I see nothing but ocean; I see no other shore.  I stand and look out upon the ocean of eternity, and see nothing but eternity.  I can see out for millions and billions and trillions of years, and yet it is eternity.  Where shall I spend it?  My soul answers, “In heaven through the blood.”

NEARER TO THEE.

Nearer to thee, O my Savior,
  Nearer I would be each day. 
As I cross life’s stormy ocean
  Never from thee let me stray.

Nearer, nearer, ever nearer,
  Is the language of my soul
As I journey down life’s pathway,
  As I near bright heaven’s goal.

Lead me through this world of sorrow,
  Let my hand in thine e’er be;
Throw thy arms of love around me,
  Savior, let me walk with thee.

When the storm-clouds round me gather
  In the clefted Rock I hide;
When the surging billows threaten,
  Fold me closer to thy side.

There’s a home for me in heaven,
  By the crystal, silvered sea;
Some sweet morn the golden portals
  Opened wide will be for me.

There in amaranthine glory
  I will sit at Jesus’ feet;
There I’ll sing the sweet old story
  As I walk the golden street.

O my heart, wait on in patience,
  Each day brings me nearer the goal;
In some blissful dewy dawning
  Heaven will receive my soul.

CONCLUSION.

Our introduction is upon the subject of Life; our conclusion is upon Death.  To many people the word death is full of horror.  Thank God, it holds no horror to the pure in heart.  Death has no sting for those whose souls are in fellowship with God.  Those who love God hail with joy the hour in which they are to meet him.  Death to a Christian is only his removal from earth to the paradise of God.  If some man of wealth were to tell you he had a rich home prepared for you in a distant land, where you could have all your heart could wish, and be happy as long as you lived, if you had confidence in the man, you could say good-by and cheerfully go to your new home.  Death is nothing more.