Rowlandson - E87 .R885 1856

Mrs. Rowlandfon. 59 But lying down, the water ran out of my eyes, and carried the dirt with it, that by the morning I recovered my sight again. Yet upon this, and the like occa- sions, I hope it is not too much to say with rob, Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, 0 ye my friends, for tke hand of the LORD has touched me. And here I cannot but remember how many times sitting in their wigwams, and musing on things past, I should suddenly leap up and run out, as if I had been at home, forgetting where I was, and what my condition was, but when I was without, and saw nothing but wilderness and woods, and a company of barbarous Heathen, my mind quickly returned to me, which made me think of that spoken concerning Samson, who said I will go out and fhake myfelf as at other times, but he wilt not that the Lord was departed from him. About this time I began to think that