Moravian Lives

learn, and this mere school for my
heart caused me many a sleepless
night. All however worked together for
my good, and calls for my humble
and heartfelt gratitude. My inter-
course with the dear children whom
I cordially loved, and whose love I felt
in return, was very pleasant to me,
and the Lord was after in our midst
in our social worship. When things of
an unpleasant nature occurred, it was
my prayer, that if I could do no good,
I might at least lay no stumbling-block
in the way of these little ones. _
The early part of the year 1789 was a
peculiarly blessed season for my soul,
my mind being much occupied with
the thought of going home to the Lord.
This idea was greatly strengthened,
when, in the beginning of April I
had an attack of spitting of blood.
Many were the hours of blessed in-
tercourse with the Friend of my soul,
which I enjoyed at this period. Thank
to Thee my faithful Saviour, for the man-
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