Moravian Lives

the footstool of thy cross, deeply bowed with
a sense of my manifold failing & deviations,
beseeching thee o my most merciful Savior
to pardon, forgive and wash away
in the ocean of thy precious blood all that
which in me has been so diametrically con..
trary to thy mind, how often have I ex..
perienced thy readings to speak peace and
pardon to my poor heart when feeling
a load of sin, wounding me in such
a manner, that did I not know the power
and efficacy of thy all atoning sacrifice,
which has proved my balm for every 
wound, life would indeed a burthen be
to me, But thou art my ever Faithful
friend, - My confident most true,
on whom I can depend In joy and 
sorrow too. - Dec. 31 1797.
I now dear Lord devote myself anew in
treating thy watchful shepherd care over
me in this year if thou shalt see fit
to spare me to the end of it.
Thou Knowest my heart, that however
at times I am toss'd too and from, as
on a tempesteous Main, yet I have that