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March 13
Blesed are the dea that die in the Lord, when we visit the dying friends of christens, what comfort and consolation to Set by there bed, for instance Mrs Waters the Angels ware hovering a round her, and She Saying come lord jesus come quickly. My Dear Mrs Mason I call to see a week before her death She told me that for years She had no doubt of her assurance of happiness, She was like the beloved Disciple jhon, She told me that my family lay on her Mind a fortnight. then she was waiting to departand be with christ. what a comfort to have the prayrs of Such eminet holy faith. The lord is gather in all the Sisters of our society Mrs Gore She died in the triumph Faith
[Indented into center of the page] unveil thy bosom, faithful Tomb.
take this new treasure to thy trust
And give these Sacred relicks room
to Slumber in thy Silent dust. [End of indent]