BY THOMAS SCOTT, MORNING PREACHER AT THE LOCK CHAPEL, LONDON. Ut si quis Asellum In campos doceat parentem currere frenis....HOR. wild ass' colt....Job, c. xi. v. 12. Who teacheth like him?....Job, c. xxxvi. v. 22. NEW-YORK: PUBLISHED BY JOHN P. HAVEN; POSTON: SAMUEL T. ARMSTRONG, AND ٢٠٠٠ IF a book do not apologize for itself, it is in vain for the author to attempt it by a preface; I shall, therefore, only declare the nature and intent of this publi cation. Indeed, it contains little more than the history of my heart, that forge of iniquity; and my conscience, that friendly, but too often neglected monitor. By men in general, this latter is hated, because, as far as informed, it boldly tells the truth: and their grand endeavour seems to be, to lay it asleep, or to render it as insensible as if seared with a hot iron. Through the deceitfulness of the human heart, the allurements of the world, and the artifices of Satan, this, at length, is commonly accomplished; and in the mean time, they deafen themselves to its remonstrances, by living in a continual noise and bustle. The conflict in my soul between these two is here related; and some account given of the artifices which Satan, in confederacy with my heart, made use of to keep my conscience quiet, and silence its remonstrances; and also of the means which the Lord employed to defeat this conspiracy, to give conscience its due ascendancy, and to incline my before unwilling heart to become obedient to its friendly admonitions ; with the effect thereof upon my religious views and conduct. As to the effect of this publication respecting my character and worldly interest; myself, and all that is dear |