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March 18, 1832 -
this is the Sabbath I desire to praise the lord for hid gooness to me in Sparing my life to this holy day. I have had liberty in prayer this morning, prayer is the only Shield which can repel the firry darts of temptation: the only weapon with which the Soul can affectually resist the destroyer it is the impenetrable Brestplate of the righteous and a key to the treasury of heaven: call upon me in the hour of trouble and I will help you
[Indent into center of page] Welcome, Sweet day of rest,
that Saw the lord arise,
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing Eyes,
the king himself comes near.
And feasts his Saints to day
here we may sit, and see him here,
and love, and praise, and pray [End indent]