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Narrative of the Captivity and Restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson by Mary White Rowlandson
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assented to it, and seemed much to rejoice in it; some asked me
to send them some bread, others some tobacco, others shaking me
by the hand, offering me a hood and scarfe to ride in; not one
moving hand or tongue against it. Thus hath the Lord answered
my poor desire, and the many earnest requests of others put up
unto God for me. In my travels an Indian came to me and told
me, if I were willing, he and his squaw would run away, and go
home along with me. I told him no: I was not willing to run
away, but desired to wait God's time, that I might go home
quietly, and without fear. And now God hath granted me my
desire. O the wonderful power of God that I have seen, and the
experience that I have had. I have been in the midst of those
roaring lions, and savage bears, that feared neither God, nor
man, nor the devil, by night and day, alone and in company,
sleeping all sorts together, and yet not one of them ever
offered me the least abuse of unchastity to me, in word or
action. Though some are ready to say I speak it for my own
credit; but I speak it in the presence of God, and to His Glory.
God's power is as great now, and as sufficient to save, as when
He preserved Daniel in the lion's den; or the three children in
the fiery furnace. I may well say as his Psalm 107.12 "Oh give
thanks unto the Lord for he is good, for his mercy endureth for
ever." Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom He hath
redeemed from the hand of the enemy, especially that I should
come away in the midst of so many hundreds of enemies quietly
and peaceably, and not a dog moving his tongue. So I took my
leave of them, and in coming along my heart melted into tears,
more than all the while I was with them, and I was almost
swallowed up with the thoughts that ever I should go home again.
About the sun going down, Mr. Hoar, and myself, and the two
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