Oh, How Precious Is Time! And How

Oh, How Precious Is Time! And How Guilty It Makes Me Feel When I Think I Have Trifled Away And Misimproved It, Or Neglected To Fill Up Each Part Of It With Duty To The Utmost Of My Ability And Capacity

I Board With A Poor Scotchman: His Wife Can Talk Scarce Any English.

I Longed That Those Who, I Have Reason To Think, Owe Me Ill Will, Might Be Eternally Happy. It Seemed Refreshing To Think Of Meeting Them In Heaven, How Much Soever They Had Injured Me On Earth: Had No Disposition To Insist Upon Any Confession From Them, In Order To Reconciliation, And The Exercise Of Love And Kindness To Them. Oh! It Is An Emblem Of Heaven Itself, To Love All The World With A Love Of Kindness, Forgiveness, And Benevolence.

Ardent Love Or Desire Introduced, As Passionately Longing To Please And Glorify The Divine Being, To Be In Every Respect Conformed To Him, And In That Way To Enjoy Him.

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!