Every side — In all respects, my person, and family, and estate. Gone — I am a lost and dead man. Hope — All my hopes of the present life, but not of the life to come. Tree — Which being once plucked up by the roots, never grows again. Hope in this life is a perishing thing. But the hope of good men, when it is cut off from this world, is but removed like a tree, transplanted from this nursery to the garden of God.

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