Jesus. This God is our God, we will make mention of his righteousness, and his only. By his own covenant, in his own time, and by means of his own providing, he Amen.

will revive us.

April, 1804.

All my desire is before thee, and it is all contained in thy well ordered Covenant. Many years of vanity, of idolatry, of backsliding, wandering, and folly, have passed over my head, since I first took hold of thy Covenant. O how fickle, false, and deceitful, have I proved; yet thou knowest, thine own Spirit through all my wanderings testified in my heart, that out of the channel of this Covenant, there could be neither safety nor comfort; and never, so far as I can remember, have I deliberately chosen to be dealt with by any other. Its corrections and chastisements have reached the deepest sensibilities of my heart. Thine arrows stuck fast in me, thy hand pressed me sore; there was no soundness in my flesh, neither rest in my bones, because of my sin; mine iniquities went over my head, were a burden too heavy to bear. I was feeble, and sore broken, and roared by reason of the disquiet of my heart. My lovers and friends stood aloof from my sore, and stood afar off. I was ready to halt, and my sorrow was continually before me: yet even in my darkest, deepest afflictions, when deep called to deep, and thy waves and billows were passing over me; when my soul seemed sinking in the mire, where there was no standing, I groped in the dark; my heart panted, my strength failed, and the light of mine eyes seemed gone out. I was weak with my groaning; in the night I made my bed to swim with my tears, yet even then, by that same Covenant, by

my

kinsmen

which I was suffering, light sprung out of darkness, glimmering hope in the midst of despair. I remembered the years of thy right hand, in the multitude of my thoughts within me, (the provision made in this Covenant,) thy comforts delighted my soul.

I was furnished with a plea which would condemn. by every covenant but thine, pardon my iniquities. for they are great. Thou, even thou, art he who blottest out transgressions as a cloud, and iniquity as a thick cloud. Verily, thou art a God that pardoneth, though thou takest vengeance on the inventions of thy rebellious children. Vengeance, not the vengeance of curse, no; that, O thou blessed Covenant, given of the people! Thou blessed surety, that fell on thy devoted head! Thou by this covenant wast made a curse for us. Thou didst tread the wine-press alone, and of the people there was none to help thee. Thou didst expend the last drop of that cup of vengeance. Every cup put into our hand, though a cup of trembling, is a cup of blessing. I this day, take a fresh hold of thy Covenant, for myself, for my children, and for my children's children to the latest generation. For my brother and sister, for their children, and children's children; for the near concerns of our dear D. B.; and for all whom I carry on my mind to thy throne of Grace. This is the sum and substance of my prayers. Bring them into the bond of this Covenant, and deal with them according to the order of it, and the provision made for them in it, in all possible circumstances. Amen.

O God, in the multitude of thy mercies hear me, in the truth of thy salvation. Truth of thy salvation! Thou

only knowest the truth of thy salvation. How little do we know of thy work; many of those providences which appear to us dark and dismal, are wheels turning round the truth of thy salvation. Opening our blinded eyes to the issues of sin, and also delivering from the snares of the devil. Deal not, O Lord, with

me, and mine, as our iniquities deserve: this has never been thy way with us; but according to thy former loving kindness, and to all the long suffering patience, and pardoning mercy, which thy aged servant has experienced, through her sinful, guilty, pilgrimage. Thou hast forgiven me, all the way from Egypt. Leave me not now, when I am old and gray headed; but when strength and heart fail, be thou the strength of my heart, and portion for ever. Amen.

Rockaway, August, 1809.

Sweet health again returns, which, considering the agitation of my mind, surprises me; but it is the Lord's pleasure. I did not wish to recover. I was in hopes the Lord was about to deliver me from "this body of sin and death." Lord, reconcile me to thy most holy will. Health is certainly a great blessing. I feel its sweetness. O make me thankful! Great and numerous are my mercies. Every thing pleasant, and every thing necessary, to life, to godliness, is mine: food and raiment to the utmost desires of nature, the beauties of thy fair creation, surround my ordinary dwelling. My dear little room, my bible, and books of every virtuous kind, (by Grace, thy chief mercy, I desire no other ;) and by the kindness of my children, I possess all as if they were my own personal property. By thy wonderful loving kindness, thou hast given me,

instead of the contempt which I have merited, the love and esteem of thy people, and thou hast made the very stones of the field to be at peace with me, so that where ever I go, I meet with kindness.

January, 1810.

Come and let us return unto the Lord, for he hath torn, and he will heal us; He hath smitten, and he will bind us up. After two days will he revive us, in the third he will raise us up, and we shall live in his sight.

O Lord, turn us and we shall be turned, draw us and we will run after thee. Revive us, and we shall live in thy sight. Thou must ever be first. It is in our nature to backslide for ever: and whenever we see a backslider restored, or a rebel lay down the weapons of rebellion, there we may trace thy footsteps, O God of grace.

No external Providence will touch our hard, our deceitful hearts. All that goes under the name of misfortune, will but drive us from thee, never to thee, till thou teach us to profit, and lead us by the way that we should go. Thou callest, Return, ye backsliding children, and I will heal your backslidings; but we have been foolish, sottish children, without understanding, wise to do evil, but to do good having no knowledge.

O Let the days be come, that day, and that time, when the children of America, (the earth is the Lord's,) shall come with weeping, and seek the Lord their God: when they shall ask the way to Zion, with their faces thitherward: when they shall come, saying, Let us join ourselves to the Lord in a perpetual Covenant, never to be forgotten. O the hope of Israel, and the Saviour thereof: is not that day and that time come? Hast thou not been working on the right hand and on the left?

Thou hast given us pastors according to thine own heart, who feed us with knowledge and understanding; and thou art here and there proving thy Gospel, thy power, and thy wisdom, to the salvation of sinners; casting down the imaginations of pride, and bringing all into subjection to thy Son Jesus.

O pour out the spirit of grace and supplication upon thy living members, that they may wrestle with thee, and not let thee go until thou bless us, until thou make this cloud like a man's hand, cover our heavens with blackness, and issue in a plentiful rain. O pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods on the dry ground, thy Spirit upon our seed, and thy blessing upon our offspring. O Lord, hast thou not said that thou wilt do it, and that they shall spring up as among the grass, and as willows by the water courses. One shall say, I am the Lord's, another shall call himself by the name of Jacob, and another shall subscribe with his hand unto the Lord, and surname himself by the God of Israel. Amen, O our God,

amen.

Last week, the Lord's young servant, Mr. R―n, baptized seven adults, Mrs. B- and her two daughters, Dr. Hand sister, Mr. C, and a black woman, servant to Mr. H-. It was a glorious sight, and revived the hearts of God's people who witnessed it. O God of grace, grant that the fruits of righteousness, may prove, that while thy young servant was baptizing with water, thou didst baptize with the Holy Ghost, and with purifying fire. O grant full proof that they are broken off from the wild olive tree, and grafted into thee, thou living and life-giving olive tree; from thee must their fruit be found. O cause them to bring forth much fruit. Herein is the Father glorified, that they