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Life Sketches of Ellen G. White
At the Grave
Half a century had passed since Mrs. White and her husband buried
their youngest child and soon afterward their first-born in the beautiful
spot where now she herself was to rest. When in 1881 Elder James
White was laid beside the children, little did his bereaved companion
think that the Lord would strengthen her to continue in ministry for a
full third of a century. Yet such had been the case; and now, her labors
ended, she was to rest by the side of her loved ones.
Elder I. H. Evans read the story of the raising of Lazarus from the
dead, as recorded in the eleventh chapter of John. Jesus has declared:
“I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in Me, though
he were dead, yet shall he live: and whosoever liveth and believeth
in Me shall never die.” Elder Evans also read, from the apostle Paul’s
inspired testimony in
1 Corinthians 15
, many positive and comforting
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assurances concerning the resurrection of the righteous. “If there be no
resurrection of the dead, then is Christ not risen: and if Christ be not
risen, then is our preaching vain, and your faith is also vain.” “If in this
life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable. But
now is Christ risen from the dead, and become the first fruits of them
that slept.” “In Christ shall all be made alive.” “Death is swallowed up
in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?”
“Thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus
Christ. Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye steadfast, unmovable,
always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that
your labor is not in vain in the Lord.”
“We may sleep, but not forever;
There will be a glorious dawn;
We shall meet to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn.
From the deepest caves of ocean,
From the desert and the plain,
From the valley and the mountain,
Countless throngs shall rise again.”