Memoirs of the Right Rev. Daniel Corrie, LL.D., first Bishop of MadrasCorrie, Daniel
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Memoirs of the Right Rev. Daniel Corrie, LL.D., first Bishop of Madras
Corrie, Daniel
Church of England -- Bishops -- Biography; Church of England -- Missions -- India; Corrie, Daniel, 1777-1837
“Thursday, August 21st. This morning heard that Ceylon
was in sight; went on deck soon after, and saw land, but
very indistinctly. At half-past one the shore presented
a beautiful object; a great variety of trees, hills, and
plains. My mind more affected than I can express, with
a sense of the goodness of God, in bringing me thus far
in health and safety. I feel no inconvenience from the
climate, and very little of that listlessness I so much
feared. O for a heart to praise the Lord! Surely, surely,
I am more ungrateful than any of God’s children; for His
child I feel I am! O write thy law on my heart; and let my
obedient life bring glory to Thee, through Jesus Christ!
O how I long to be declaring the way of salvation to
perishing souls! O let me have that faith which overcomes
the world; set me free from every entanglement; keep
through thy word those on board whom thou hast disposed to
consideration; fortify their minds, and keep them from the
tempter’s power, to the glory of thy grace, Amen, Amen!
“Sunday, August 24th. Rose this morning at five o’clock.
After prayer--in which I found earnestness, and tolerable
fixedness of mind, though no stirring of affection--went on
deck. Read in the epistle to the Hebrews, and found much
light flash on my mind in reading. Saw more clearly than
ever the _distinction_, yet _consistency_, between the old
and new covenant. At eleven, read a sermon from Walker;
afterwards joined in prayer with W, P, G, and V.[7] I found
much enlargement of heart, and much freedom of expression
in prayer. Lord, keep me humble; and, O bless these my
associates! Convince them of sin; lead them to Jesus;
make them strong in the Lord; and be a spirit of adoption
in their hearts, for Jesus Christ’s sake! Lord, bless my
dear relatives. O give them grace to walk before thee
with perfect hearts; and supply them with every needful
earthly blessing. Feed them ‘with food convenient’ for
their station, and finally crown grace with glory. Amen! No
prayers on deck, or in the cuddy.
“Monday. Yesterday afternoon, a strange sail came in sight
to the northward. Cleared for action, and lay at quarters
all night. Expect to reach Madras to-morrow morning by six
o’clock. Every one seems unsettled in prospect of going
ashore; my own mind has caught the contagion. Nothing to
advantage has been done to-day. ‘Lord, save or I perish.’
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