Letter to PUF from Ruthe Spencer

Dear Friend,

This first of the Month, and first of the Year I desire with all the remainter of my Days, to devote to thee. I would follow no voice but thine; O let me be not [word is crossed out] impatience at Thy delay; My God, Thy long delay to save. Would sink thy poissoner to the grave. My heart grows faint and dim my eye. Make haste to help, before I die. For Thee I think I pray I mourn When will Thy smiling Face return? Shall all my joys on earth remove And God forever hide his love? O Blessed Friend, Entrust me not to leave Thee or to return [edge is torn] following after thee, for where thou goest I willl go and [edge is torn]re thou lodges I will lodge [next two words I can not read] shall be my people and thy God my God: O' that I will see the Triumph hour; But I am confind, my watch, this is some one afar (?), yet, by no means, renders me able to go out dors and that seams to be but a little in the way (for i could rye above my own weakness if that was all) but the Anvesary of all my Joys, has a greated bear than round of health. May it please the Lord to disappoint the enemy and turn him backward, and to enlarge my steps [edge of paper torn] I go whence I shall not return. I desire to wait pat[rest of word missing] for the Lord. To wait at Wisdoms gait & to watch at the past of his Doors; O Let my Name engraven stand Both on Thy heart, yon thy hand; Seal me upon thine arm and near That pledge of love forever there. But I am jealous of my heart, Lest it shout once from thee depart; Than let thy Name be well imprest As a fair signet on my brest. May I be remembed in mercy. May my faith be increased. May everything that unfiteth for thy Coming & king dom. be removed: O May the fire of Divine Love cleanse me from every sin I see at fault, and let me to looke to they Face in peace: May the Wicked ways from theirs cruetly & sage; O may the Friend be with us & live. While the wicked are no more. Yes, live in every heart, That may become a temple for the living God. Amen To The Universal Freind. Ruthe Spencer