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I want to love him more If his presence
were always then nigh my summer
would last all the year no neglect no frowns
to meet and sadden my present darken
pathway all storms would be hushed all
peaceful and dear if Jesus were always near
When in solitude I sometimes weep when
I think of my lonely and melancholy
situation when others are participating in
some pastime, sport or listening to some
winning story or engaged in some
recreation I am tempted to think of
childhood hours and remember my
term of pure unsullied with a tear
My bright my happy childhood I would
give the hopes of years for by gone hours
I have then nothing but some soiled baby
dress or some [injured?] Toy to extract a sigh
or a tear which was always exchanged for
a bright joyous smile which totally oblit
erated all shadows and sunlight was again
restored. The same Good being who protected
and made me happy then still offers