I Love To Live Alone In My

I Have Ever Found It, When I Have Thought The Battle Was Over And The Conquest Gained, And So Let Down My Watch, The Enemy Has Risen Up And Done Me The Greatest Injury.

Thirsting Desires And Longings Possessed My Soul After Perfect Holiness. God Was So Precious To My Soul That The World With All Its Enjoyments Appeared Vile. I Had No More Value For The Favor Of Men Than For Pebbles.

My Soul Often Mourned Of More Time And Opportunity To Be Alone With God

In Prayer I Was Exceedingly Enlarged, And My Soul Was As Much Drawn Out As I Ever Remember It To Have Been In My Life. I Was In Such Anguish, And Pleaded With So Much Earnestness And Importunity, That When I Rose From My Knees I Felt Extremely Weak And Overcome; I Could Scarce Walk Straight; My Joints Were Loosed; The Sweat Ran Down My Face And Body; And Nature Seemed As If It Would Dissolve.

My Disorder Has Been Attended With Several Symptoms Of A Consumption; And I Have Been At Times Apprehensive That My Great Change Was At Hand: Yet Blessed Be God, I Have Never Been Affrighted; But, On The Contrary, At Times Much Delighted With A View Of Its Approach.