This Morning About Nine I Withdrew To

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

Of Late God Has Been Pleased To Keep My Soul Hungry Almost Continually, So That I Have Been Filled With A Kind Of Pleasing Pain. When I Really Enjoy God, I Feel My Desires Of Him The More Insatiable And My Thirstings After Holiness More Unquenchable.

Once More, Never Think That You Can Live To God By Your Own Power Or Strength; But Always Look To And Rely On Him For Assistance, Yea, For All Strength And Grace.

Oh That I May Never Loiter On My Heavenly Journey.

The Whole World Appears To Me Like A Huge Vacuum, A Vast Empty Space, Whence Nothing Desirable, Or At Least Satisfactory, Can Possibly Be Derived; And I Long Daily To Die More And More To It; Even Though I Obtain Not That Comfort From Spiritual Things Which I Earnestly Desire.