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fadeing crown adorns every head & exquisite Joy overflows
every heart. Oh that my sins were blotted
out my pardon sealed! O when will it please God
to give me leave to lay down this load of lumber
of flesh and admit me without spot or corruption
into the true rest the transporting delights of that
blissful place! That I may "walk about" the beautious
"wall of the City of God view all her pallaces" and receive
a crown at the Hand of my merficul Judge
when shall I make one in that holy choir and behold
the majestic presence of my Maker with the
"spirits of Just men made perfect?" When shall I see
my dear Redeemer face to face and approach
that unspeakable bright & as yet inaccessable
Light which flows from the Sun of righteousness?
When O when shall I be freed from the bondage
of the fear of death & possess the uninterrupted state
conferred upon me by the bounty of my God?

In another meditation be

Happy the Soul which refined from this
dross of Earth and got loose from its cumbrance
of a Body soon up to Heaven & takes its dwelling
there secure from any future assaults and triumphant
over Death. Then does it feast upon the beautious
face of that dear Lord whom it served & loved
& longed to enjoy in that glory & glad Immortallity to
which it is at last arrived. A glory & gladness which
no length of time can wear away.