be faithful in shewing mercy to those who were ordained
to it before the world was; therefore Christ Jesus
seemed to be all in all to that man’s soul.
I was much wounded at this discourse, and brought
into such a dilemma as I never expected. I asked
him, if he was to die that moment, whether he
was sure to enter the kingdom of God? and added, ’Do
you know that your sins are forgiven you?’
He answered in the affirmative. Then confusion,
anger, and discontent seized me, and I staggered much
at this sort of doctrine; it brought me to a stand,
not knowing which to believe, whether salvation by
works or by faith only in Christ. I requested
him to tell me how I might know when my sins were forgiven
me. He assured me he could not, and that none
but God alone could do this. I told him it was
very mysterious; but he said it was really matter
of fact, and quoted many portions of scripture immediately
to the point, to which I could make no reply.
He then desired me to pray to God to shew me these
things. I answered, that I prayed to God every
day. He said, ‘I perceive you are a churchman.’
I answered I was. He then entreated me to beg
of God to shew me what I was, and the true state of
my soul. I thought the prayer very short and odd;
so we parted for that time. I weighed all these
things well over, and could not help thinking how
it was possible for a man to know that his sins were
forgiven him in this life. I wished that God would
reveal this self same thing unto me. In a short
time after this I went to Westminster chapel; the
Rev. Mr. P—— preached, from Lam.
iii. 39. It was a wonderful sermon; he clearly
shewed that a living man had no cause to complain
for the punishment of his sins; he evidently justified
the Lord in all his dealings with the sons of men;
he also shewed the justice of God in the eternal punishment
of the wicked and impenitent. The discourse seemed
to me like a two-edged sword cutting all ways; it
afforded me much joy, intermingled with many fears,
about my soul; and when it was ended, he gave it out
that he intended, the ensuing week, to examine all
those who meant to attend the Lord’s table.
Now I thought much of my good works, and at the same
time was doubtful of my being a proper object to receive
the sacrament; I was full of meditation till the day
of examining. However, I went to the chapel,
and, though much distressed, I addressed the reverend
gentleman, thinking, if I was not right, he would endeavour
to convince me of it. When I conversed with him,
the first thing he asked me was, what I knew of Christ?
I told him I believed in him, and had been baptized
in his name. ‘Then,’ said he, ’when
were you brought to the knowledge of God? and how
were you convinced of sin?’ I knew not what
he meant by these questions; I told him I kept eight
commandments out of ten; but that I sometimes swore
on board ship, and sometimes when on shore, and broke
the sabbath. He then asked me if I could read?
I answered, ‘Yes.’—’Then,’