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"from thee. Thy mercy, too, a comforter sends,
and many? directeth? my way, may marey? me
"ever attend. "Through years that may yet be
"to come in every danger me befriend and peace--
"fully guide me safe home. But if I have
"felt trials, I have been comforted, yea rich
"belongings have crowned my head, I wish?
"them? my cup? dress e'erflow. When I look 
"around me, how might? I to blush for allow
"? a murmuring? thought to find entrance
"In my breast. But I am a sinful woman?
"O Lord, and can do nothing as? I ought, 
"without thy enabling grace. Oh! my
"heavenly Father, send thy Holy Spirit
"unto me?, make me more humble, let me
"have a constant feeling of thy presence, and
"let me take my seat at the foot of my Saviour's
"cross, and bear his example ever? before me. 
"Perhaps this may be my last year, and if it 
"should not, still may I ? it as through?
"it were. "If any man serve me, him will
my <persname>Father</persname> honour. 
I devote most heartily
"soul and body unto thee. And Oh! that?
"my thoughts were more constantly fixed
"on ?. What information! What? the period?
"able things of this earth should so much 
employ the generality of men, whose infest? 
is