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and our Saviour graciously bestow his Blessing
on her. Ao 1762 the 28th of Feb she was received
in our Congregation. She very often said: My
Piety is good for nothing; because I did not know
my crucified Lamb; he had the greatest right
to kick me out, but by his meritorious Blood
cryd Mercy long ago for my poor Beeing to
& by that means I am saved & found Grace
as a poor Sinner! The 18th Dec a. o. She
was the first time Partaker by our Lords Supper.
By this Grace she was quite away & her
Declarations in the Time following, was a clear
Demonstration what a Impression it made
upon her heart: that she in her old Age was
still called to our Lords Supper was allways
a Matter of Adoration to her. She loved her
Son Geo Fredric from all her Heart, because
he brought her to the Congregation. She was
a real Wonder of Mercy & a living Demonstration
that the holy Ghost can make a fable of the
deepest Selfrighteousness & Piety. Her poor
Soul rested on the Man of Smart & used herself
to a childlike conversation with him. In the
Ember Week she entertained herself as a poor
Sinner in his Passion & Suffferings & declared
She never had such a Easter in her Life.
On the third Holy Day she was still very well &
happy. In the Night following on a sudden a
violent fever sized upon her and directly was
full of Joy to go home.
The 6th & 7th her Labouress came to see her
& found her in a happy condition. I am in
him & he is in me She said, & thats very sure
When I go, I go directly to my Saviour.
She repeated very often, I am made happy
by his Mercy & by his Blood & Wounds &
am certain I am happy. Another time she
inquired: Is't my dear Lord soon acome
will not my dear Saviour come soon!
Because I do't see, for all I now he is here,
when I came to him then his praise shall never
cease. In the mean time I have nothing
more to say as: Dear Lord of myn hear what I praise
thine death let be my life today
Her sickness advanced & the Speak begun to forsake
her, she layd mosty in a Slumber, but remained
to the last moment present to herself. Very often
her sighs was still to understand: Dear Saviour!
pritee don't stay out to long. This desure did thee
the 9th still utter to her Labouress & shaked Hand
with her saying: Pray to our Savr that he may kome
soon, and as she got the Answer that she may expect