In Psalm 90 v10 we read,'Seventy years are given to us! Some even live to eighty.But even the best years are filled with pain and trouble; soon they disappear,and we fly away'Old age would be wonderful if we could go to the body shop.Samuel Johnson's reflection on this verse writes,'Unnmberesd maladies his joints invade,lay siege to life,and press the dire blockade'.One person said the following,''Even although one prays for an extension of life, if granted, it brings with it such weariness that we long to escape, a fact sufficiently true to experience,as Shakespeare reminds us,'Yet are these feet, whose strengthless day is numb, Unable to support this lump of clay,Swift winged with desire to get a grave'. Thomas Watson wrote; We come into the world with a cry,and we go out of it with a groan.'Thankfully we have more uplifting words from Spurgeon,'Mellowed by hallowed experience, and solaced by immortal hopes, the latter days of aged Christians are not so much to be pitied,as envied.The sun is setting and the heat of the day is over, but sweet is the calm and cool of the eventide; and the fair day melts away, not into a dark and dreary night,but into a glorious,unclouded,eternal day'.
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