May 6, 1853, we prepared Nathaniel’s supper, but he soon said that he was faint, and did not know but that he was going to die. He sent for me, and as soon as I entered the room, I knew that he was dying, and said to him: “Nathaniel dear, trust in God. He loves you, and you love Him. Trust in Him as a child trusts in its parents. Don’t be troubled. The Lord will not leave you.” Said he, “Yes, yes.” We prayed, and he responded, “Amen, praise the Lord!” He did not seem to suffer pain. He did not groan once, or struggle, or move a muscle of his face, but breathed shorter and shorter until he fell asleep, in the twenty- second year of his age. {LS 147.3}

Den 6. maj 1853, tilberedte vi Nathaniel’s aftensmad, men han sagde hurtigt at han var svag, og vidste ikke andet end han var ved at dø. Han sendte bud efter mig, og ligeså snart jeg kom ind i lokalet, vidste jeg at han var ved at dø, og sagde til ham: “Kære Nathaniel, stol på Gud. Han elsker dig, og du elsker Ham. Stol på Ham som et barn stoler på sine forældre. Vær ikke urolig. Herren vil ikke forlade dig." Han sagde, “Ja, ja." Vi bad, og han svarede: “Amen, pris Herren!" Han lod ikke til at lide smerte. Han stønnede ikke en gang, eller kæmpede, eller bevægede muskler i sit ansigt, men åndede kortere og kortere indtil han faldt i søvn, i en alder af toogtyve år.