Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of LoveWheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
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Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of Love
Wheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
Evangelistic work; Prisons
I have ten months more and I hope you can come here again before
I go. Our Matron is with us in our meetings every Saturday. I
read my Bible and pray three times a day, and I have more
strength to perform my daily work, and I know our dear Savior
will not forsake me or leave me alone because I know Jesus loves
me now, and I know He will answer my prayers.
I told you before it is my second term, but when I sit in my
little room reading my Bible I thank God for it, for I know it
was God's will that I should be here a second time, for there is
work for me to do here as well as when I am free, and He put me
here to show me He wanted me for one of His own dear humble
children and I know and feel it now.
"Happy day, happy day,
When Jesus washed my sins away;
He taught me how to watch and pray,
And live rejoicing every day."
And I want you to pray for us all that we may have more of God's
grace given to us day by day and help us to be humble and meek
and willing to be led by His loving hand and pray for us that God
will keep us from all temptation and sin and may we ever prove
faithful. "Have mercy upon me, O God, according unto the
multitude of Thy tender mercies. Blot out my transgressions."
Every word here is just as I feel in my heart.
"I may not do much with all my care,
But I surely may bless a few;
The loving Jesus will give to me
Some work of love to do.
"I may wipe the tears from some weeping eyes,
I may make the smile come again,
To a face that is weary and worn with care,
To a heart that is full of pain."
MRS. J. G.
* * * * *
Anamosa, Iowa, Aug. 11, 1901.
Elizabeth R. Wheaton,
Tabor, Iowa.
Dear Mother:
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