Born Again to Die in Peace

Wed 28 1778: About noon, I preached at St. Neots, and afterwards visited a lovely young woman, who appeared to be in the last stage of a consumption and was feebly gasping after God. She seemed to be just ripe for the gospel, which she drank in with all her soul. God speedily brought her to the blood of sprinkling, and a few days after, she died in peace.