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june 11 Monday morning rain and Stormy o when Shall
We be blesed with the warm Sun, for want the Seeds that has
[?] but in the Ground is distroyed for the want of warm
weather. I am feeble and full of pain this morning
o that God would Pleas to heal, when he was hear the
Sick and the blind and the Lame, and he healed them,
the Lord is the Same to Save and to restore to health
o happy Sould who love your god.
And whom the world despise.
Go on rejoicing evry day.
Eternal life your prize,
there are yet tow things to which I particularly desire to do,
prayer and the holy Scriptures. I find it necessary, in order
to keep up habitual communion with god, and to fan the
Spirit of christianity in my own bosom, to have constant
recourse to them. My Sister Garish and myself went to the tomb
of my dear Son to See two cyprus trees Set out in the afternoon june 11
1832-