I Care Not Where I Go, Or

I Am An Old Sinner; And If God Had Designed Mercy For Me, He Would Have Called Me Home To Himself Before Now.

Let Me Forget The World And Be Swallowed Up In The Desire To Glorify God.

All My Desire Was The Conversion Of The Heathen... I Declare, Now I Am Dying, I Would Not Have Spent My Life Otherwise For The Whole World.

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!

My Desires Seem Especially To Be After Weanedness From The World, Perfect Deadness To It, And That I May Be Crucified To All Its Allurements. My Soul Desires To Feel Itself More Of A Pilgrim And A Stranger Here Below, That Nothing May Divert Me From Pressing Through The Lonely Desert, Till I Arrive At My Father's House.