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6 a pleasat morning and my health is a little better
but my Dear Elisebth is indisposed this morning I pray that
this will be sanctified to her, and to myself, we live in a dying
World O that we may be prepared to meet death with Joy, &
Bring us to our grave as a shock of corn in its season:
satisfy us with life wither it be longer or shorter, and shew us
thy salvation
I was disappointed in not meeting with Gods people in the
santcuary but I hope I had meainess of access to my
saviour in my chamber; this morning my Dear friends
came and we had very interresting meeting as usal
come, we that love the lord
And let our joy be known.
join in a song with sweet accord.
And thus surround the throne,
A suffiring day my Dear Lydia had /at\ Night She said it would be wearisom
Night to her