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The psalm, beginning--
"My Shepherd is the living Lord,"
often comforted her in her darkness: and when she could have the word of God read to her, many parts of which she could repeat, she seemed to want no other joy. On receiving a little unexpected assistance, she seemed as if she knew not how to be grateful enough; and said, "I cannot be so thankful as I ought, but I must be as thankful as I can; I must thank God for sending such folk, for if he had not sent you, you would not have come"

She could only pray for her friends, she said, which she always did, begging that God should give all that was good for them in this world, and in the world to come, life everlasting. On taking leave, the person who had given her some assistance, wished her health. She replied, "Aye, either health or heaven."

Thus, without even the common comforts and blessings of life, passed the life of poor old Ellen. Those hopes and expectations which arise from the changing incidents of most situations were not hers. The human smile could never cheer her heart, the voice of relative affection never delighted her ear; no prospect of a brighter to-morrow beguiled the solemn solitude of the day; yet she was resigned, contented, cheerful, thankful for her existence; and when the purposes of this life should be fulfilled, she relied on the mercy of God, through the merits of her Saviour Jesus Christ, for the everlasting enjoyment of a better.