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avoyde my mothers displeasure, even for my nedle when I had lost it upon other the like accations I haveing prayed and my \desire/ being accomplished I rejoysed much at it supossing it to be thy doeing: in these dayes feareing my parents I had no other refuge but to flie unto thee, and out of thy goodnes towards me and bearest with my weakenesthou gavest me a feare of thee; for when any thing came contrary to mee I thought it to be for some offence or omission of sum good duty to thee; out of feare or love being zelus to doe well I affton repeted my prayes \at a time/ [al]together with the ten commandements and Belliefe, saying the olde Caticissme in the servis Booke: not so well concsidering thy reprufe of vaine repetition and much babbeling: for although the Beleife and Comandements in themselves be absolutly good; yet for the saying of them at \or/ (as) prayers saying they were no prayersmy mother forbad me haveing more convenient time to say them, (but I followed my one wayes thinking them best: when by others I was thought a foole;) I thought of \thy/ blessing in thy law to them that the law must not onely be observed, but preserved. A not 15 of my mothe[r] larne thy commandements and keepe them; therefore I thought the saying of them accepttable when inded I keept them not; for I having fancied a primer put it in a place where \it/ cold not be found. thinking it the les offence if I did afterwards take it; but it was asked for, and as I rememberI denied the having of it , thinking to avoid both the shame and punishment (but which was worse I was not ashamed before thee whom I ought most to feare) but I passed not so; for thou \didest/ inlighten my hart to consid\d/er better of it which when it troubled \my/ mind I to ease my selfe confest the theft to my mother with teares. who seeing me sorry for it did not much repru\v/e me but rather comfort me; about this time my sister had a fever for which cause my brother and I removed into the chamber within my granmothers where my \littel/ cosin Thomas Ards lay. who though he was antoward in the day to my granmothers greffe; yet he was very fearefull in the night crying out in his sleepe and saying his prayers; and I called upon my Brother to rore as I did, to scare him;

O my \God/ pardon my faults and let not my unworthyness hinder my prairs

15. Probably from one of her mother's table-books.