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- from "The Greenville Argus", 18 May 1872 (newspaperarchive.com)
MILLHISER - Lizzie, wife of C. Millhiser, and daughter of John and Jemima Woods, of Mercer county, Pa., peacefully fell asleep in Jesus, near Marshalltown Iowa, April 27, 1872, aged 30 years, 8 months, and 1 day. The deceased was born July, 1841 in Mercer county, Pa., experienced a change of heart at the age of 16, and united with the Close-Communion Baptists near the home of her parents, following up the doctrine of her profession by the chaste walk and Godly conversation. She entered the bonds of holy matrimony with her now bereaved and deeply sarrowing husband in January, 1870. Shortly after, she felt childhood-home, came to Iowa, and united with the Evangelical Association, remaining an active member till death called her home. She died shouting the praise of the Redeemer.
A few hours before her departure she requested the friends to sing. They tried - but O, who could? Sorrow overflowed the heart. Observing this, she started and sang, in a clear, full voice, the stanza -
"Jesus all the day long,
Was my joy and my song.
O, that all his salvation might see!
He hath loved me, I cried.
He hath suffered and died.
To redeem such a rebel as me!"
She then called on Father Millhiser to pray, after which she made personal appeals to several around her bed, urging to greater activity in God's service. "O, work!" said she: "Work , all of you! Work for the Lord! Glory to God! Praise Him! Praise the Lord!" In answer to the question - "The water are not deep, are they, Libbie?" she answered, "No, no; I am almost over - almost home." She then continued praising God for several hours before her death. "Till day dawns." she said; and a little after nine o'clock she fell sweetly asleep in the arms of her Savior, calmly, peacefully, as one entering the realm of dreams.
Funeral services by Rev. L J Fisher, of Marshalltown, from Luke xxiv, 17. She leaves an infant daughter five days old, a sorrowing husband and a large circle of friends to mourn her departure.
Farewell, farewell, deartest Libbie!
O, our loss we deeply grieve!
But we know 'twas God who bid thee;
He our sorrow can relieve.
Marshalltown, IA written by W.B.M
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