My Dearly Beloved Wife, Sons and Daughters, Everyone，
As I now begin what is probably the last letter I shall ever write to any of you; I conclude to write you all at the same time … I am waiting the hour of my public murder with great composure of mind,and cheerfulness: feeling the strongest assurance that in no other possible way could I be used to so much advance the cause of God; and of humanity； and that nothing that either I or all my f***ly have sacrificed or suffered: will be lost.
The reflection that a wise and merciful, as well as just and holy God: rules not only the affairs of this world; but of all worlds; is a rock to set our feet upon; under all circumstances: even those more severely trying ones: into which our own follies; and wrongs have placed us. I have now no doubt but that our seeming disaster: will ultimately result in the most glorious success. So my dear shattered and broken f***ly be of good cheer; and believe and trust in God；“with all your heart and with all your soul;” for “he doeth All things well.” Do not feel ashamed on my account; nor for one moment despair of the cause; or grow weary of well doing. I bless God; I never felt stronger confidence in the certain and near approach of a bright Morning; and a glorious day; than I have felt; and do now feel; since my confinement here.
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I beseech you every one to make the bible your daily a