human
September 12, reads the diary,
gpt
I found myself by the brook which runs east of the mountain. I had a loaf of bread and some cheese, and with a tin cup I helped myself to the water of the brook. The fragments that remained I put in a bundle and tied to the branch of a tree by the roadside. On the wrapper I pencilled these words: 'Friend--if you come across this food and you need it, do not hesitate to eat it; but if you don't need it, leave it for I will return at the close of the day. God bless you.'
human
Friend: accept these by way of variety. Peace to thee! This gives occasion for another address of prayer and gratitude to God for His bountiful care. By the brookside he took supper, and then began the ascent of the hill. After a few hours fruitless search for the road, he
gpt
Psalms IV. 8 came to my mind, he said,
human
Purge me with hyssop and I shall be clean. Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.