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indeed seem'd to me very long but I began to think I
will forget this feeling, & be as I was before, but I
cou'd not, for it always came to me again, once I
went to my Father & privately took their H. Book,
& brot it away with me, for I thot I wd see what my
Sisrs sung out of that book, for they often sung when
I was there, & when my Mistress & all were in Bed,
I read in it, & that verse: Yea wounds of Jesus bless
me now; that verse soon took my mind, for I began to
think who is that Jesus wch has wounds, I thot I
know no meaning of this, however I read it over & over
& the same time thot, as soon as my time is out, I will
go to hear those people, that I have despie'd? so much,
perhaps they will tell me more of that Jesus; so I
did, when my time was out, I went with my parents,
to hear the Brn to my great joy for the first time, I
heard them, they told of that Jesus, full of wounds
wch was made for poor sinners, this struck me deeply