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And when thou didſt (for the trial of my faith and patience) throw me in very hot flames of affliction, having all diſcouragements from the world that a poor thing could be tryſted with; and that which was soreſt to me, not having that meaſure of ſenſe of thy preſence as ſometimes before; but O that condeſcendence! O that fatherly love! that did not ſuffer me to sink in this ſtorm, which was lightly looked on by the moſt part; few to ſympathize with me, but many thinking it their duty to add to my affliction. O praiſes! praiſes be to thee, who at that time helped me to sit silent, bearing thy indignation patiently becauſe I sinned againſt thee; yet thy mercies did not fail towards me, but thou didſt in this extremity ſupport me, and did, by reſtraining grace, bind me in, not giving me liberty to ſeek sinful deliverances. O Lord, continue in thy love in keeping me in thy way, that I may have reaſon to ſet up my Ebednezzar, and to ſay, Hitherto the Lord hath helped me. O thou that haſt begun this good work, perfect it, that I may praiſe thy holy name tho' time and all eternity. And now, O Lord, out of the ſenſe of all theſe thy loving kindneſs towards thy poor handmaid, I desire in thy ſtrength to renew former engagements, and ſolemnly anew to enter is to covenant with thee. O
