I Am An Old Sinner; And If

Oh, That I Could Spend Every Moment Of My Life To God's Glory!

Further, Take Heed That You Faithfully Perform The Business You Have To Do In The World, From A Regard To The Commands Of God; And Not From An Ambitious Desire Of Being Esteemed Better Than Others.

I Think My Soul Never Was In Such An Agony Before. I Felt No Restraint, For The Treasures Of Divine Grace Were Opened To Me. I Wrestled For Absent Friends, For The Ingathering Of Souls, For Multitudes Of Poor Souls, And For Many That I Thought Were The Children Of God, In Many Distant Places. I Was In Such An Agony, For Half An Hour Before Sunset, Till Near Dark, That I Was All Over Wet With Sweat: But Yet Is Seemed To Me That I Had Wasted Away The Day, And Had Done Nothing. Oh!, My Dear Savior Did Sweat Blood For Poor Souls!

It Is Remarkable That God Began This Work Among The Indians At A Time When I Had The Least Hope, And To My Apprehension The Least Rational Prospect Of Success.

The All-seeing Eye Of God Beheld Our Deplorable State; Infinite Pity Touched The Heart Of The Father Of Mercies; And Infinite Wisdom Laid The Plan Of Our Recovery.