I have been confined to the house the greater part of the time since I left -- -.

I took cold that day, and have been worse ever since.

I walk out a little on these fine days, but seem to myself to walk very near the borders of eternity.

Glory be to God, it is a very pleasing prospect before me! Though I feel the working of sin, and am abased, yet Jesus shows his mercy to be mine, and I trust that I am his.

At such times-- 'My soul would leave this heavy clay At his transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way To meet and prove the Lord.
Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break through ev'ry foe; The wings of love and arms of faith Would bear me conqu'ror through.' My desire is to live every moment to God, that I may, through his grace, be kept in that heavenly, happy frame of mind, that I shall wish for at the hour of death.