Oh! One Hour With God Infinitely Exceeds

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

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.

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

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

Here Am I, Send Me; Send Me To The Ends Of The Earth; Send Me To The Rough, The Savage Lost Of The Wilderness; Send Me From All That Is Called Comfort On Earth; Send Me Even To Death Itself, If It Be But In Your Service, And To Promote Your Kingdom