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the cup of bliss to poor wearied and heavy
laden sinners as I am. Oh! Lord for Jesus'
sake let me sip relieve this burdened mind.
Speak the word and thy servant can be clean
I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house
of my God than to dwell in the tents of
wickedness. If I can only get inside of the
heavenly walls I ask for no more. I want noth
ing this world can give "There is nothing
true but Heaven that heaven is my desire.
The girls have all left me for a walk Mr. Charles
too has gone. I a poor worm of the dust, am
prevented from any such recreation. I do not
want to murmur God forbid I ever should
complain. Yet it seems as if all have forsaken
and left. I am as a dead man out of mind
I care not for the body so the soul lives
freely; how freely will I give up all for Jesus.
If I can secure a seat in his presence, all
may prove faithless; all may forget me.
Jesus is still and will always be my friend
Leave me all not excepting him who prom
ised in sickness in sorrow forsaking all