Thursday, December 4, 1862
Had a nice long time to read &
after that walked through the woods
with F[annie] & E[mma], Was very tired but went to
my sewing with a fresh feeling, & did
more than usual.
Heard that the Yankees met a wag
loaded with wheat--took the wheat to the mill
& obtained flour for it & took all the horses &
left the wag
to become of the people? Oh, that we may
all learn to trust in our God-He will
never leave us nor forsake us=surely he will
bring good out of all this evil & lead us
through these fiery trials. I was so much
struck with the 12th Hymn in the P. Book
as being appropriate to these times, beginning
God works in a mysterious way;
His wonders to perform.....
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dear Fannie is unwell. I am
always frightened at the least appearance
of sickness: O, God, Have mercy upon
me & teach me humble submission to
thy will, in all things enable me to say
Thy will be done.
[as transcribed in 1972 by her granddaughter Anne Madison Wright Baylor]
MSS 15406
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