It is enough.
My only comfort is that Jesus is mine, and that I shall be His.
I hold him in faith, and already see with Simeon the bliss of the life beyond.
Let us go with him.
Ah! if only my departure were at hand, I would joyfully say to the world:
It is enough.
Slumber now, weary eyes, gently close in blessed peace.
World, I will tarry here no more, for thou impartest to me nothing of benefit to my soul.
Here I find only misery, but there, there I shall behold sweet peace, quiet rest.
(From J.S. Bach's Cantata BWV 51, Jauchzet Gott in allen Landen)
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