Myself at church in the morning; the text Isaiah 53:5: “But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.”
Sam Jenner dined with me on some hog’s plate bones boiled and some broiled sausages and greens. In the afternoon one of Mr Porter’s servants, buying some things in the shop, drank tea with me. At home all day. O could I find words to paint that heavy and melancholy gloom that sits on my benighted mind! I even fear the consequences that may ensue from it, for it really seems to impair my health daily.