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of mine, which was ravished by His&nbsp;
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of mine, which was ravished by His winning<br />
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charms, and so fired with his abundant merciful<br />
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kindness, that his thro&#39; pierced Foot got many a magdalene<br />
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salute. In this time of love, I did not seem to be<br />
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in need of faith, for it was feeling, and in a manner<br />
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seeing Him who is to bodily sight, invisible. On one<br />
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of my highly favor&#39;d days, when taking a solitary walk<br />
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my gracious Redeemer revealed Himself to me as my<br />
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eternal Bridegroom, who had betrothed me unto Him<br />
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-self for ever. This was a day of my Espousals, which<br />
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I never can forget! At another period, I was consi-<br />
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-dering, what our dear Father must have suffered,<br />
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when He was in Christ [?] the world unto<br />
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Himself; what I felt was unitterable. I fell prostrate<br />
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before Him, crying by the Spirit of adoption, [?]<br />
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<gap></gap>I had intervals of mourning, with deep compunc-<br />
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-tion of heart, weeping contrite tears with ardour<br />
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and&nbsp;

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of mine, which was ravished by His winning
charms, and so fired with his abundant merciful
kindness, that his thro' pierced Foot got many a magdalene
salute. In this time of love, I did not seem to be
in need of faith, for it was feeling, and in a manner
seeing Him who is to bodily sight, invisible. On one
of my highly favor'd days, when taking a solitary walk
my gracious Redeemer revealed Himself to me as my
eternal Bridegroom, who had betrothed me unto Him
-self for ever. This was a day of my Espousals, which
I never can forget! At another period, I was consi-
-dering, what our dear Father must have suffered,
when He was in Christ [?] the world unto
Himself; what I felt was unitterable. I fell prostrate
before Him, crying by the Spirit of adoption, [?]
<gap></gap>I had intervals of mourning, with deep compunc-
-tion of heart, weeping contrite tears with ardour
and 

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