I Board With A Poor Scotchman: His

Saw So Much Of The Wickedness Of My Heart That I Longed To Get Away From Myself...i Felt Almost Pressed To Death With My Own Vileness. Oh What A Body Of Death Is There In Me...oh The Closest Walk With God Is The Sweetest Heaven That Can Be Enjoyed On Earth!

I Bless God For This Retirement: I Never Was More Thankful For Any Thing Than I Have Been Of Late For The Necessity I Am Under Of Self-denial In Many Respects.

This Morning About Nine I Withdrew To The Woods For Prayer. I Was In Such Anguish That When I Arose From My Knees I Felt Extremely Weak And Overcome. ...i Cared Not How Or Where I Lived, Or What Hardships I Went Through, So That I Could But Gain Souls For Christ.

Oh! One Hour With God Infinitely Exceeds All The Pleasures And Delights Of This Lower World.

I Love To Live Alone In My Own Little Cottage, Where I Can Spend Much Time In Prayer, Etc