An exceptionally personal letter written by C. H. Spurgeon, apparently to his dear friend, Joseph Tritton, who would pass away only a few weeks later, and be memorialized by Spurgeon in the August, 1888 issue of the Sword and Trowel [HERE].

A deeply personal letter, articulating Spurgeon's honest view of death as "the greatest danger," his deep care for his friend, and reflecting, in his own Spurgeonic way, on his own perishing body.

Complete text as follows:

Westwood
Beulah Hill
Upper Norwood
1888 June 25

Dear Friend,

My daily prayers ascend to heaven for you; and when the time of special trial comes, my heart will be importunate at the throne.

You are wonderfully upheld, & you will be. The greatest danger is coming near, but the Eternal God is your Refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.

Peace be to you and yours, even the peace of God, which passeth all understanding! That all the brethren love you is much, but that the Father himself loveth you is infinitely more. You are in His hands.

I am all right, all but my knees. I suppose our legs are ourselves, but I sometimes view them as only subordinately so, so long as head & heart are in good condition.

I feel ashamed to have such legs, but they were better once. They are full of little stones, - small bits of chalk which move about. Better in the legs than elsewhere.

The Lord Himself keep you.

Yours with all my heart.
C. H. Spurgeon.

In very good condition. Removed from an album page with some minor residue and light starching to paper. A fine example.