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
was conscious I had done nothing worthy of death or of bonds, so that I
was still inflexible. Many gossips, through the rumour, continually
plagued the party, which did me infinite injury. Several gentlemen from
the chapel waited on him, to whom he read a deposition, which contained
nothing criminal in my conduct; and, having gained this satisfaction, the
matter rested where it was for nine or ten weeks. The gloomy month of
November arrived, which brought my old adversary to town; and soon after
a friend called on me, and gave me the painful information that he had
seen the above party, with my accuser, at the Public Hall, and being
informed it was concerning me, he thought it right to apprize me of it.
This was the severest blow I ever felt in my life. I immediately
procured counsel; and, without being seat for, appeared. The statement
was made, an assault was declared, bail was put in, and it was bound over
to quarter sessions. This was soon spread. Now a shower of papers,
placards, and pamphlets came pouring over me; the congregation thrown
into trouble; my family in the deepest distress of mind, and my feelings
racked beyond description—while thousands rejoiced in the day of our
calamity. But it is written—“He that is glad at calamity shall smart for
it.” Mark this. I must remind you also of the lamentation of the
church.—1 _Lament._ 21: “They have heard that I sigh, all mine enemies
have heard of my trouble, they are glad that thou hast done it; thou wilt
bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.”
How did the Phillistines now rejoice, supposing that the ark was taken,
but the joy of the hypocrite is but for a moment. Great troubles were in
the church, and “for the division of Reuben there were great searchings
of heart,” but those who were at ease in Zion were not grieved for the
afflictions of Joseph.”—_Amos_, vii. Many paltry scribblers issued forth
their rubbish like insects from the mud of Nile; and I was the song of
the drunkards.
But I cannot here forget the goodness of God, who helped me in the day of
trouble. I constantly preached and administered the ordinances. The
Lord kept all peaceable without and within; thousands looked on and
wondered, as they do to this day. To add to my calamity, I entrusted my
affairs to a very injudicious old lawyer, who, to answer his sordid
purposes, advised me to carry this cause to a higher court: this was only
adding affliction to my bonds. I knew but little about courts of law, so
that I was led, hoodwinked, into this business.
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