early, and have tried to be diligent; but have not performed what I required from myself.
On Good Friday, I paid Peyton without requiring work.
Since Easter 1771, I have added a Collect to my evening devotion.
I have been less indulgent to corporeal inactivity. But have done little with my mind.
It is a comfort to me, that at last, in my sixty-third year, I have attained to know, even thus hastily, confusedly, and imperfectly, what my Bible contains.
May the good God increase and sanctify my knowledge.
I have never yet read the Apocrypha. When I was a boy, I have read or heard of Bel and the Dragon, Susanna, some of Tobit, perhaps all; some at least of Judith, and some of Ecclesiasticus; and, I suppose, the Benedicite. I have some time looked into the Maccabees, and read a chapter containing the question, Which is the strongest?[1] I think in Esdras.
In the afternoon of Easter Day, I read Pococke's Commentary.
I have this last week scarcely tried to read, nor have I read any thing this day.
I have had my mind weak and disturbed for some weeks past.
Having missed church in the morning, I went this evening, and afterwards sat with Southwell.
Having not used the prayer, except on the day of communion; I will offer it this night, and hope to find mercy. On this day little has been done, and this is now the last hour. In life little has been done, and life is very far advanced. Lord have mercy upon me.
1773.
January 1, mane 1^{h}. 33^{m}.
Almighty God, by whose mercy my life has been yet prolonged to another year, grant that thy mercy may not
- ↑ 1 Esdras, chap. iii. ver. 10, &c.
