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now what shall I render to God for all his rich mercies - I will even as I have throw myself all impotent as I am unto his arms. - I have felt such peaceful trust - such quiet hope - O May it not be at last as the spiders web - Flow precious how beyond expression glorious to be in Christ & kept by him, when so vile to last without him

Now Anna let me caution you about your health - I suspect you have many times in years gone by taken medicine - when what you needed instead was rest - relaxation, from severe mental effort - by which means you have so injured the healthful tone of your stomach that you need to be comfort I wish you [?] as much as in you lies avoid medicine you have a good constitution, try to keep it so My cough & trouble in my side are almost gone I've only weakness & am growing stronger every day Do all write to you Mother