Chapter 243 of 383

Your own, in his sweet Lord Jesus,

Your own, in his sweet Lord Jesus,

this (He that knew the way said) there is no entry in. Oh, but Christ is willing to lead a poor sinner! Oh what love my poor soul hath found in Him, in the house of my pilgrimage! Suppose that love in heaven and earth were lost, I dare swear it may be found in Christ.

Now the very God of peace establish you, till the day of the glorious appearance of Christ.

Your own, in his sweet Lord Jesus,

ABERDEEN, SEPT. 7, 1637.                                            S. R.

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