Myself at church in the morning; the text in the 3rd verse 9th chapter of the prophet Jeremiah: “And they bend their tongues like their bow for lies: but they are not valiant for the truth upon the earth; for they proceed from evil to evil, and they know not me, saith the Lord.” In the time of singing the second time I went out and searched Jones’s but found no persons proper for reproof.
I dined with Mr Porter on a sparerib roasted and applesauce (my servant at home dining on some beef bones boiled and a pea pudding). Myself and servant at church in the afternoon; the text in the 3rd verse of the 31st chapter of the book of Job: “Is not destruction to the wicked? and a strange punishment to the workers of iniquity?” After churchtime I sat some time with Master Durrant.
Oh, how do I lament and mourn in secret the loss of my dear Peggy! My life that was once regular and I should hope in a manner religious is now quite the reverse. O God, most holy, most righteous and most merciful Father, give thy Holy Spirit and pour into my benighted and earthly mind the gift of peace. Grant that I my see the errors of my ways and amend my past follies that I may sincerely repent and become thy servant by obedience. And grant that thy grace may in all things direct and rule my mind, that I may always fear und obey Thee, the only God, through Jesus Christ, my ever blessed savior, in whose merits alone I hope forgiveness. Amen.