enough for my soul to live upon

There is One who is ever the same, and who is ever with us. There is one stable rock amidst the vapors of the sea of life. O my soul, set not your affections upon rusting, moth-eaten, decaying treasures, but set your heart upon him who stands forever faithful to you. Build not your house upon the moving quicksands of a deceitful world, but find your hopes upon this rock, which, in the middle of descending rain and roaring floods, shall stand immovably secure.
My soul, I charge you, lay up your treasures in the only secure cabinet; store your jewels where you can never lose them. Put your all in Christ; set all your affections on his person, all your hope in his merit, all your trust in his victorious blood, all your joy in his presence, and so you may laugh at loss, and defy destruction. Remember that all the flowers in the world’s garden fade by turns, and the day will come when nothing will be left but the black, cold earth. The dark flood must soon roll between you and all you have; then give your heart to him who will never leave you; trust yourself with him who will go with you through the black and surging current of death’s stream, and who will land you safely on the safe shore, and make you sit with him in heavenly places forever. Go, sorrowing son of affliction, tell your secrets to the Friend who sticks closer than a brother. Trust all your concerns with him who never can be taken from you, who will never leave you, and who will never let you leave him, even “Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, and today, and forever.” “Lo, I am with you always,” is enough for my soul to live upon.