The following is an extract from Cotton Mather's diary from the period of 1715-1716:
Supplications in Summer
Lord, let me be as fruitful as any of the trees in the fields, which now yield a grateful spectacle. O, let me abound in the fruits of righteousness.
Lord, let my dear Jesus be to me as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land; and may I also drink of what flows from that wonderful Rock.
Lord, let me be entitled to and prepared for the blessedness of that world, in which in which no uneasy heat will molest thy children.
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