Monday June 29 This morning I lost some precious time in sleep.
Dull sleep, alas! confines my powersAnd robs me of my morning hoursThe saints of old before 'twas dayWould often meditate and prayAssist me Lord like them to riseAnd pay my morning sacrifice.
In the holy exercise of meditation I have this day found great delight. I hope I can say, as David did Ps cxix.103, How sweet are thy words unto my taste, yea sweeter than honey to my mouth.The company of religious friends also afforded me much satisfaction. I am happy in possessing many companions who fear God and keep his precepts. But a particular detail of all God's benefits towards me in providence and grace is impossible; it will be my delightful employ to recount them through the endless ages of eternity. Amen. Even so come Lord Jesus!
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