I mourn over my own backwardness to this exercise of duty when I think of God's willingness to save the vilest of the vile, according to the dispensations of his eternal grace and mercy.

Oh, how amiable, how lovely does this make that God of love appear to poor sinners, that can view Him as such! How is the soul delighted with such a contemplation! They that have much forgiven, how much they love! "These thoughts have been much on my mind since the death of -- -.

I trust the Lord will pardon me for neglect.

I thought it was my duty to speak or write to him; you remember what I said to you respecting it.

But I still delayed till a more convenient season.