For God is so good to my soul, and he provides everything needful for my body.

The people in the house are very kind; and friends come to see me, and talk and pray with me.

Sir, I want nothing but more grace to praise the Lord for all his goodness." "Why, my friend, you are an old pilgrim, and I am glad to see that you have learned thankfulness as you travel through the wilderness." "Thankfulness!" quickly returned he.

"No, sir; I never did thank the Lord, I never could thank him; no, nor I never shall thank him as I ought, till I get to glory.

And then--oh, then--how I will thank him for what he has done for me!" Tears of affection filled his eyes as he spoke.
"What a good Master you serve!" I added.
"Ay, sir, if the servant was but as good as the Master.