Diaries

I was in hospes that my healh and the wether would permit me to go to church and once more to commemorated the dying love of jesus. I have entertained some faint views of the character of god: and mourned for the evil of sin Dear Savior, let thy beauties be My souls eternal food: And gradce command my heart away from all created good April 2 this day one year my poor child had the Doc for the first of her sickness he was alarmed to find her mouth so sore and ask me if I know it. She soon took to her bed never to rise more, the rapid changes in this family cannot fail to remind me of the instability of Earthly possessions and Enjoyments, how desolate is my condition: how deep my depression: wave after wave rolls over my head, and yet, some comfort are left, yet I sorrow over [be] there grave of those I love as my soul, this day I have walk our this is the first. since Nov

April 5 this day is set a part for fasting and prayr with a view to obtain mortification for my sins therefore also now. saith the lord turn ye even to me with all your heart with fasting and with weeping, and with mourning and rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the lord your god: for he is gracious and merciful slow to anger. and of great kindness, and repenteth him of the Evil, O lord I desire to render the thanks for thy loving kindness to me, in mist of all my suffrings, for my sins deserve all that has past before me, I am overwhelmed with wonder, shame, and confusion to reflect on innumerable Mercies I had received, and the ungrateful returns I have maid I have not keep this day as intended to my health has been poor and my body so week that I am unfit for anny thing, remember, O lord, thy tender mercies and thy loving kindnesses: for they have been ever of old O lord have Mercy and wash all my sins a way in thy blood

from deep distress and troubled thoughts to thee my god, I raisd my cries, if thou severely mark our faults No flesh could stand befor thine eyes but thou has built thy throne of grace, free to dispense thy pardons there, that sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love as will as fear, As the benighted pilgrims wait and long and wish for breaking day so waits my soul before thy gate: When will my god his face display my trust is fixed upon thy word: Nor shall i trust thy word in vain: let mourning souls address the Lord. and find relief from all there pains.

great is his love, and large his grace, through the redemption of his son: he turns our feet from sinful ways. [Aan] pardon what our hands have done. My poor child was this day one year, very sick and she had but a few more sands in her glass to run, the deat of this Dear child, caused my heart again to bleed and tears to flow, though we may live many years and see good in them all, yet let us remember the days of darkness, for they to will be many it is decreed by infinite wisdom alone, that through much tribulation we must enter into the kingdom of heaven,

6 a pleasat morning and my health is a little better but my Dear Elisebth is indisposed this morning I pray that this will be sanctified to her, and to myself, we live in a dying World O that we may be prepared to meet death with Joy, & Bring us to our grave as a shock of corn in its season: satisfy us with life wither it be longer or shorter, and shew us thy salvation I was disappointed in not meeting with Gods people in the santcuary but I hope I had meainess of access to my saviour in my chamber; this morning my Dear friends came and we had very interresting meeting as usal come, we that love the lord And let our joy be known. join in a song with sweet accord. And thus surround the throne, A suffiring day my Dear Lydia had /at\ Night She said it would be wearisom Night to her

7th I had very sick night pain in my head and my nerves in weak late, When my soul fainted within me, I remembered the Lord, and my prayer came in unto thee, into thine holy temple 8th Lordday moning I have been permited to meet with God people in the santtuary, Mr Finney Preached from this text Jonah chap 1 and the 6 verse What meanest thou, O sleeper: arise, call upon thy god. if so be that God will think upon us. that we Perish no. O how good to go in the house of God once More I have not been to meeting sence Last November for My health has been so poor: bless the lord. O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy Name, bless the lord O my soul. and forget not all his benefits: O I do hope What I have heard may make a ever Lasting impresion on My heart, and that my behaviour and words will tell to those that I converse with may that I have been with christ My Dear Lydia one year this Eving was released from this Body of sin and death

this the hymn song this morning 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 hear we may sit, and see him here, and love. and praise and pray. One day amidst thy place Where my Dear god hath been is sweeter than ten thousand days of pleasurable sin my willing soul would stay in such a frame as this And sit and sing herself away to everlasting bliss.

9th In comfortable health this morning and pleasant day. I hope that I am thankfull for mercyes received, the desire of my soul is to thy Name, and to the remembrance of thee: with our souls have we desired the in the night, and with our spirits within us will we seek the only, My beloved child is no more, there is one consolation in Death Where he sets his seal the impression can neither be melted or broken but Endureth for Ever. Peace be with the Dead. regret cannot wake them, with a sigh to the departed At five a clock in the morning Dr Ingalls Babby died a sweet child. Eight weeks old so fades the lovely blooming flower. may god sanctify this bereavement to us

April 10 O that our heads were wates and our eyes Fountains of tears, that we might weep day and night for my transgressions and might in such a manner sow in tears the 11 A rainy morning and warm. and I feel rather Better in my health, death is come into our famleys again one year this day Lydia lay corps in this house, my god sanctify this bereavement to us, we live in a dying world Why do we mourn departing friends or shake at deaths alarms tis but the voice that jesus sends to call them to his arms the Dear Baby was committed to the Mother Earth this afternoon the Rev Mr Duane read prayers at the house Dr Gray was hear yesterdy and said that he was in college with Dr Ingalls and that he must be sixty three years old

April 12 a pleasant moning and my health is improving bless the lord o my soul for all his goodness to me a sinner A worm of the dust One year this day with many tears we committed our Dear child to the toomb. she meekly yielded to the will of her heavenly father, without one murmuring word, she said that if god spared her life she would live better she Mourn for the past, and prayed that she would beforgiven all her sins. I have hope that she is in heaven she Love her Brother Daniel the sould of Lydia was knit with her Brother, how often did tears stream from her Eyes her heart was broken when she spoke of him, they soon Meet to part no more I call to see my Dear afflicted Mrs Stickney she has been call to part with her only son. I can feel for her when I was with her my tears open afresh a wound, they ware friends my son often spoke of Moses Stickney