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Complaint to the Lord <persname>Jesus</persname>, Looking
upon my self as having no friend in the
whole world but Him to make my
complaint to and had not his dear nearness
often times comforted my Poor Heart I could not have
come through in these troublesome times, 
I continu'd writing to the Brethren as often as
opportunity arriv'd because it was so in
my Heart could I but be under their
came I should be then in my right place,
In the years <date>46</date> <persname>Mr Steele</persname> one of the Brethren came
to <placename>Kingswood</placename> & Preach'd in <persname>Cennicks</persname> Scool
House, & in my Evening I {ac}cept a Harty
Band with him conserning the many things
that had happen'd amongs't us, But just
after I parted from him not far from
the place where our Chapple stands
I had such a feeling of our Saviours
Love that I stood still in amaze{ment}
& said Dear Savior how is this that I 
feel in my Heart so much Love to these
People  power'd out my whole Heart to 
Him in a child like manner & pray'd 
that He would keep me in the storm