Ap: 25. The lords goodness to us in our mercies and season, my John ill; I conceive it's teeth. all these outward things, how they have their sorrows and troubles attending them, in the lord alone is pure joy, and pure comfort: god was good to me in the day, the lord makes me sensible of my deadness of spirit in his service, the lord be my hope and my quickening, I see it in him, it is not in me, lord be my portion I pray thee.