We Are A Long Time

Oh That God Would Humble Me Deeply In The Dust Before Him! I Deserve Hell Every Day For Not Lovingmy Lord More, Who Has, I Trust, Loved Me And Given Himself For Me.

I Care Not Where I Go, Or How I Live, Or What I Endure So That I May Save Souls. When I Sleep I Dream Of Them; When I Awake They Are First In My Thoughts.

O How Much Mercy Have I Received The Year Past! How Often Has God Caused His Goodness To Pass Before Me! And How Poorly Have I Answered The Vows I Made This Time Twelve-month, To Be Wholly The Lord's, To Be Forever Devoted To His Service! The Lord Help Me To Live More To His Glory For The Time To Come. This Has Been A Sweet, A Happy Day To Me; Blessed Be God... I Hardly Ever So Longed To Live To God And To Be Altogether Devoted To Him. I Wanted To Wear Out My Life In His Service, And For His Glory.

The Whole World Appears To Me Like A Huge Vacuum, A Vast Empty Space, Whence Nothing Desirable, Or At Least Satisfactory, Can Possibly Be Derived; And I Long Daily To Die More And More To It; Even Though I Obtain Not That Comfort From Spiritual Things Which I Earnestly Desire.

I Have Ever Found It, When I Have Thought The Battle Was Over And The Conquest Gained, And So Let Down My Watch, The Enemy Has Risen Up And Done Me The Greatest Injury.