“I have found Him. Why, sir, when we set off on that march I felt such a weight upon my soul that I could scarcely drag myself along, but after a while God heard my prayers; and then the burden was gone and I felt as if marching was no trouble at all.” Good men that work for God faithfully die well even in war, on the field or in the hospital. Captain Thomas O. Byrd, of the Fourth Mississippi Regiment, was a zealous Christian among his comrades. He says, writing to his friends at home: “I have prayers in my tent every night with the boys, and assist others to take up the Cross. I have just had prayers with some wild young men, who are now engaged in singing with much zest and feeling. Oh, what a field is open here! Fare is rough, but gladly would I live thus for life for Christ's sake and the good of man. I have gained a great victory to-day. I believe God will bless this work. I feel His love burn in my heart while I write. I know God will bless my labors if you and Sister—— and the children will pray for me.” Again: “I find I lack courage to speak out for the cause of our holy religion more than ever, and you know full well that I have always been more or less lacking in this particular; yet I trust through faith and prayer to come out safe at last, though it may be as through fire.” He sickened and died in the army. A kind lady approached him as he was nearing the verge of eternity. Said he: “God bless you, sister; this is the way Jesus went ” —meaning perhaps alone, among enemies. “Tell my wife farewell—all is right—to meet me in heaven.” Another Christian, dying in the hospital, wrote to his wife: “I don't want you to be uneasy about me, but do not forget to pray for me. I still have strong confidence in the Lord, and endeavor to put my trust in Him in all cases. I hope the Lord may take care of you; and if we should not meet again on earth, may we meet in heaven, where wars and sorrows are forever gone. God helping, we'll meet you there.” The death of Colonel Peyton H. Colquitt was that of a true Christian hero. He had served at Norfolk, Virginia, and as colonel of the Forty-sixth Georgia at Charleston and in Mississippi. On the field of Chickamauga he was in command of a brigade. It was ordered to charge a battery; and while riding up and down the line in front of his men, speaking to them words of encouragement, he was struck in the breast by a ball and fell from his horse.
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