As Long As I See

O My Blessed God! Let Me Climb Up Near To Him, And Love, And Long, And Plead, And Wrestle, And Strech After Him, And For Deliverence From The Body Of Sin And Death. Alas! My Soul Mourned To Think I Should Ever Lose Sight Of Its Beloved Again. O Come, Lord Jesus, Amen.

It Is Sweet To Be Nothing And Less Than Nothing That Christ May Be All In All.

I Love To Live Alone In My Own Little Cottage, Where I Can Spend Much Time In Prayer, Etc

I Hoped That My Weary Pilgrimage In The World Would Be Short; And That It Would Not Be Long Before I Should Be Brought To My Heavenly Home And Father's House.

My Disorder Has Been Attended With Several Symptoms Of A Consumption; And I Have Been At Times Apprehensive That My Great Change Was At Hand: Yet Blessed Be God, I Have Never Been Affrighted; But, On The Contrary, At Times Much Delighted With A View Of Its Approach.