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are gone! Shall I wander here in a hungry desart, when they are triumphing above, and dividing the spoil!— O help me to look after them with a stedfast eye, and cry, O Lord, how long! O heavenly Father, draw me after Jesus, for none came to him without thy aid. O Father draw me up there where he is, and I'll mount up as on eagle’s wings. O draw me, and when thou seemest to fly from me, Lord enable me to follow hard after thee.
Lord give me the staff of promise in my hand that I may go over Jordan with it. O give me such a promise as that, ‘When thou passest through the waters I will be with thee, and through the rivers they shall not overflow thee: When thou walkest through the fire thou shalt not be bnrnt, neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.’
Lord, my experiences are finall, my manifestations are few; these I wil not lean to. Yet I will remember thee from the land of Jordan, from the Hermonites, and from the hill Mizar. Why art thou cast down, O my soul, and why disquieted within me? hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
O thou who remembrest the dying thief when on the way to thy kingdom, and O remember me when now seated in thy kingdom, and say unto my soul when I am dying, 'This day shalt thou be with me in paradise.'
Lord, I am called to the work, O give me the strength, I never had. O strengthen me like Sampson for once, when at death, to pull down the strong hold of sin in me. Lord, wash away my sins in the blood of Christ and then my soul shall not sink in the ocean of thy wrath.
O what’s my life but a vapour! a sand glass of 60 or 70 years! O how fast does it run down! how soon run it out! Vain, vain, is the love of life, and the fear of death. O for more patience and less fretting. If the damned had hope of being saved from hell after a 1000 years pain, how willingly would they endure it? Blessed
