I thought of all the bad things I had ever done and said, and believed God must be very angry with me; for you often told us, that God would not be mocked; and that Christ said, if we were not converted, we could not go to heaven.

Sometimes I thought I was so young it did not signify: and then, again, it seemed to me a great sin to think so; for I knew I was old enough to see what was right and what was wrong; and so God had a just right to be angry when I did wrong.

Besides, I could see that my heart was not right; and how could such a heart be fit for heaven?
Indeed, sir, I used to feel very uneasy." "My dear Jenny, I wish I had known all this before.

Why did you never tell me about it ?" "Sir, I durst not.

Indeed, I could not well say what was the matter with me: and I thought you would look upon me as very bold, if I had spoke about myself to such a gentleman as you: yet I often wished that you knew what I felt and feared.