Yet in spite of this my merits and demerits
may have drawn me from Him, how far I
cannot say. They may stop him from sending
a messenger; or again they may cause him to send
speedily. Till I see the pilgrims returning my
heart is filled with fancies. Hope raises floods of
ideas, the motions of my heart run wild. Tuka
says, When I get the message, all my senses will
grow calm.
may have drawn me from Him, how far I
cannot say. They may stop him from sending
a messenger; or again they may cause him to send
speedily. Till I see the pilgrims returning my
heart is filled with fancies. Hope raises floods of
ideas, the motions of my heart run wild. Tuka
says, When I get the message, all my senses will
grow calm.