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It was now I could with humble confidence cry out;
"My Lord & my God!" & tho I was constrained in my
self to say to corruption "Thou art my Mother, yet
in Christ I was enabled to say to God - Abba,
Father!"
[???] been an unworthy partaker of the body
and blood of Jesus my dear crucified Lord, my
tears of contrition I sorrow were exanged for tears
of joy & gratitude to my Saviour for this fresh in
stance of & is unchangeable love to a poor sin-
ner. My heart, lately bleeding with the wounds,
which sin had made groaning under its hea
vy presence: weary & heavy laden; sad & very dis-
consolate; now leaped for joy in having found
him whom my soul longed for. "I saw under
his blessed shadow with great delight, & his
fruit was sweet to my taste! sweeter also than
honey or the honey comb." He brought me to his
banquetting house, "& there his banner over me,
was love! He filled my hungry soul with good
things - even his most precious body & blood."
'O self debasing grace! To think upon Elriots[?] love
'That one so vile & base, Such happiness should prove:
'At last with thankfulness I taste
'The Banquets of His marriage feast."
End of Extract from his diary of <date>1768</date>.