 The psalmist said, yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Psalm 23, 4, what a blessed assurance. One day when the last task has been completed, when the last song has been sung, when the last tear has been shed, our feet shall touch the icy waters of the river of death. But we shall not be alone. We shall feel his hand upon us.