Oh That I May Never Loiter On

Oh That I May Never Loiter On My Heavenly Journey.

Be Careful To Make A Good Improvement Of Precious Time.

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

Oh! It Is Sweet To Be Thus Weaned From Friends, And From Myself, And Dead To The Present World, That So I May Live Wholly To And Upon The Blessed God!

O How Much Mercy Have I Received The Year Past! How Often Has God Caused His Goodness To Pass Before Me! And How Poorly Have I Answered The Vows I Made This Time Twelve-month, To Be Wholly The Lord's, To Be Forever Devoted To His Service! The Lord Help Me To Live More To His Glory For The Time To Come. This Has Been A Sweet, A Happy Day To Me; Blessed Be God... I Hardly Ever So Longed To Live To God And To Be Altogether Devoted To Him. I Wanted To Wear Out My Life In His Service, And For His Glory.