I bless God for this retirement: I never was more thankful for any thing than I have been of late for the necessity I am under of self-denial in many respects.
I have withstood the power of convictions a long time; and therefore I fear I shall be finally left of God.
When you cease from labour, fill up your time in reading, meditation, and prayer: and while your hands are labouring, let your heart be employed, as much as possible, in divine thoughts.
Oh, how precious is time, and how it pains me to see it slide away, while I do so little to any good purpose.
