Feb. 17. Week past good was god in outward mercies, my hand ill as if sprained, the lord remember me in my limbs, god good in making my wife an instrument in the life of a poor woman, oh what a mercy it is to do good with our parts and estates to other(.) we had a good Sabbath, and quiet, oh how unworthy are we of the same, the lord bless me in all his ways, and keep me therein continually