Precious Bible, what a treasure!
Blessed be the Lord, I can see that my acceptance and perseverance do not depend upon my frames or feelings, but upon the power, compassion, care and faithfulness of Him, who in the midst of all the changes to which we are exposed in this wilderness state, is unchangeably the same yesterday, today and forever.
O what a horrid wretch was I when on board the Harwich, on the coast of Africa, and too long afterwards. Surely no one who did not finally perish was ever more apparently given up to a reprobate mind!
I am a singular and striking proof that the atoning blood of Jesus can cleanse from the most enormous sins, that His grace can soften the hardest heart, subdue the most obstinate habits of evil, and that He is indeed able to save to the uttermost.
Lord, I believe, O help me against my unbelief. I have been, yea to this day, I am a chief sinner, and yet I am permitted to preach the truth I once laboured to destroy.