|Dwight L. Moody, 1837-1899.
Some day you will read in the papers that D.L. Moody of East Northfield, is dead.
Don't you believe a word of it! At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now;
I shall have gone up higher, that is all, out of this old clay tenement into a house
that is immortal—a body that death cannot touch, that sin cannot taint;
a body fashioned like unto His glorious body.
I was born of the flesh in 1837.
I was born of the Spirit in 1856.
That which is born of the flesh may die.
That which is born of the Spirit will live forever.