Book-bot.com - read famous books online for free

A Brief Memoir with Portions of the Diary, Letters, and Other Remains, - of Eliza Southall, Late of Birmingham, England by Eliza Southall
page 145 of 177 (81%)
in a land that was not sown." At another
time the precious promise, "Because thou hast made
the Lord thy habitation, there shall no evil befall
thee," came livingly before me, and then I felt how
far short of the terms I had fallen. Oh, how preciously
did I feel the worth of an atonement! how
my Saviour's pardon did not only remove the burden
of guilt, but really reinstate me in the privileges
which my backslidings had forfeited, so that the
promise of safety was still mine! * * *

_9th. Mo. 20th_. [Alluding to a visit from some
friends.] How precious are these marks of our Father's
love! His eye is surely on us, and His hand
too, for good. May we never, may _I_ never, do any
thing to frustrate His merciful designs! Very various
has been my state--so dead and earthly, sometimes,
that I may indeed feel that in me "dwelleth no
good thing," but now and then so filled with desires
after God, that I feel assured that they come from
Himself.

_9th Mo. 26th_. This afternoon, in a lonely walk,
my sorrow was stirred, and I hope I prayed for
mercy; but it has been hard to keep any hold of
the anchor. But what! shall I leave my only Helper
because of my evil case--my only Physician because
of my desperate disease? I can take comfort in the
thought that He knows the worst, and that He has
sworn eternal enmity to sin. Then, if He loves me,
DigitalOcean Referral Badge