Till Jesus communed with me I did not know that I could be so happy. I heard more birds singing in my soul than I ever dreamed could have dwelt within me. Never had my sad soul imagined that human life was half as capable of divine bliss or earth within a thousand leagues so near to heaven. Let us despise all pride of birth, rank, or wealth; therefore speak no more so exceedingly proudly. It is madness for dying men to boast. Heaven on earth is abounding love to Jesus. This is the first and last