The Foundling; or, The Child of ProvidenceChurch, J. (John)
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The Foundling; or, The Child of Providence
Church, J. (John)
Church, J. (John), approximately 1780-approximately 1825; Clergy -- England -- Biography
As you had some knowledge of me, during a part of my juvenile days, and
have been many years an eye and an ear witness of the Lord’s dealings
with me, since that period; I conceive it my duty to give you some little
information of the earlier part of my life, till that time, in which we
became acquainted. Our most blessed Lord never loses sight of his dear
children, although they are hid in the sand of sin, the world, or
obscurity; nor should I ever have attempted to make this information
public, had not my enemies invented so many awful falsehoods concerning
me, and my friends entreat for my memoirs, for their own information,
that they might glorify God, on my behalf, who remembered me in my low
estate. I cannot relate any thing marvelous in my case, as many can, who
have been exposed to imminent peril, by sea or land. I recollect once
being out with a family, on a Sunday party, and having a glass coach for
the day; I was appointed to ride behind it; this was a treat for me,
though conscience, even in my state of ignorance, convinced me it was
wrong, thus to violate the Lord’s day. I am astonished at the parties of
pleasure that are formed on that sacred day, in this professing country;
nor do the awful judgments that have, and do constantly befal hundreds,
deter from this shameful practice. I recollect once, hearing a solemn
expression from the pulpit, “O could you listen to the shrieks of the
damned in hell, you would hear their exclaim ‘Sunday visiting, and Sunday
pleasure taking, are my damnation.’”—But to return to the event of our
coming home in the evening, I let go my hold of the coach strings, and
fell backwards on the ground; here I lay for a time, almost insensible,
and had it been dark, and many carriages passing at the time, I must
inevitably have lost my life. Speaking after the manner of men. Another
time, I met with an accident, in ascending a ladder, which broke under
me; but, through mercy, I was thrown, I am sure, by an invisible hand, to
a wall, which I was enabled to lay hold of, and was saved from broken
limbs, and perhaps death. Being employed in melting brimstone, of which
our moulds, in my trade were made, I believe, through carelessness, I let
it boil over, and in endeavouring to save the rest, and prevent the house
from being burnt down, my hands were covered with the burning brimstone,
and no further accident happened. I might mention a variety of similar
occurrences which plainly shew, to the honor of Almighty grace, that I
was preserved by his hand, through the instrumentality of his holy
angels, till called: “for he shall give his angels charge over thee, to
keep thee in all thy ways.” What belongs to the covenant head, is most
blessedly fulfilled in the covenant body. During my apprenticeship, I
waded through many toils, hardships, and much ill usage, the effects of
which, I still feel in my constitution. Such ill treatment, perhaps, I
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