September  13th.  This  day  we  have  received  more  intelligence  of  the
invasion  of  our  once  happy  land.  O  that  the  Lord  would  prepare  us  for
every  event  of  his  providence  !

September  14th.  I  desire  to  be  truly  thankful  to  the  Giver  of  every
mercy  for  the  blessings  I  enjoy  this  precious  morning.  I  enjoy  a  tolerable
degree  of  health,  and  am  surrounded  with  kind  friends.  O  that  my  soul
may  be  filled  with  grateful  songs  of  praise  to  him  who  so  richly  provides
for  me.  My  situation  is  as  pleasant  as  it  has  ever  been,  perhaps  for  ma-
ny years.
"Bless God,  my  soul,  even  unto  death,
And  write  a  song  for  every  breath."

September  15th.  May  my  heart  be  made  truly  sensible  of  my  depend-
ence upon  God,  who  giveth  to  every  one  liberally,  that  seek  him  with  an
undivided  heart.  But  I  feel  this  morning  as  though  my  heart  was  too  far
from  that  enjoyment  which  makes  happy  in  this  world  and  in  the  next.
May  my  heart  be  revived,  and  filled  with  love  to  God  and  my  fellow-mor-
tals. Religion  is  low  at  this  time  in  almost  every  direction :  may  our
hearts  feel  interested  for  the  prosperity  of  the  church.
