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23 a very plesat morning and I have a Dear christen friend
come to see me and we had sweet season of pray together. this
fills the immortal mind with Love to god and binds the
soul together like david and jonathan

Support my weak and [tollering] faith
Whilst dismal fears annoy
My Jesus be my sweet defence
My Jesus be my joy.

friday morning my Dear Sisters came for prayer I enjoyed
it. it seemed delightful to meet with the Dear people of god
though i felt as if i was not worthy to appear among them
I felt a sweet love to them all, and to the holl world
our Dear friend Mrs Huntington after the death of her husband requested these
lines the dearest Idol I have known.
Whate'er that idol be,
help me to [tear] it from its throne:
and woship only

very feeble this afternoon and [Evening]