2. The reflections occasionally interspersed, are always just,

frequently strong and affecting: particularly those on death, or

the shortness of life, especially from the mouth of a child. And

the language wherein they are expressed, altho’ plain and altogether

unstudied, is yet pure and terse in the highest degree, yea frequently

elegant: such as the most polite either of our lawyers or divines would

not easily alter for the better. Such language I hardly know where to

find, unless in the almost inimitable letters of _Jane Cooper_: between

whom and _Miss Gilbert_ there was a remarkable resemblance, both in

sentiment and expression. And had it pleased the all-wise Disposer of

all things, to give her a few more years on earth, and an increase of

grace in proportion to her years, she would have been another _Jane

Cooper_.

JOHN WESLEY.

_Liverpool_,

April 7th, 1768.

* * * * *

A short ACCOUNT of

Miss MARY GILBERT.

THE ensuing account it is hoped may animate those who are in the

morning of life, to a due improvement of their time, in _remembering

their_ CREATOR _in the days of their youth_; so that they may offer

him the first fruits of those precious moments, in which they are

probationers for an awful eternity: and which when past, whether they

have been employed in the important ♦task or not, are irrecoverably

gone.

♦ “talk” replaced with “task” per Errata

If it has this happy effect, the desired end will be fully answered,

which is, that God’s grace and saving power may be manifested, in

additional instances, both of living and dying witnesses.

Miss Mary Gilbert, was the eldest daughter of _Nathaniel Gilbert_, of

the island of _Antigua_, Esq; by his wife _Elizabeth_, both persons of

good families and eminent piety, whose chief study it was to train up

their children in the knowledge of God and his ways, according to the

established religion of the _church_ of _England_.

She was born in the same island on the 28th of _February, 1751_, under

the happy circumstance of having parents, who as they were wanting

in no act of care and tenderness to their offspring, so took care in

particular to make them like young _Timothy_, acquainted from their

infancy with the _holy scriptures_. In the earliest dawn of reason

she discovered an extraordinary capacity and uncommon understanding;

a great willingness to learn; and a desire of being instructed, which

often occasioned her to ask the most pertinent questions. Such a

genius was observed by her parents with much gratitude, to him who is

the author and dispenser of every good and perfect gift. Her natural

disposition was a mixture of good and evil. She was a strict observer

of truth, which appeared to arise from a nobleness of mind, which made

her incapable of those meannesses from whence the vice of falshood

springs. But as every flower in nature’s garden, however blooming

needs improving, so did this principle in her; for as it was productive

of some virtues, so it no less occasioned the greatest blemishes in

her temper; such as high-spiritedness, pride and self-will; which

notwithstanding the shining example of her parents, and their care to

restrain, would, while she was very young often gain an ascendency.

In the year 1757, her father and mother made a voyage to _England_,

(bringing this daughter and their other children with them) entirely

upon a religious account, and in order to enjoy the company of some

who were esteemed persons of remarkable piety and extensive usefulness,

and with them to partake of those sacred privileges, with which their

native island was not yet favoured. During their residence in _England_,

she shewed the greatest delight in reading religious books, and in

receiving the instruction of serious Christians, who were frequently

entertained at her father’s house. So that what was recorded of the

royal psalmist, might be asserted of her, _All_ her _delight was in the

saints upon earth_. Her father’s affairs calling him back to _Antigua_,

he, with his family left _England_, in the beginning of the year 1759,

taking with them a person whose sentiments and abilities they approved

of, to whose care they committed the education of their children, for

whom their daughter Mary soon contracted a very tender affection; far

from shunning the company of one that was to correct her faults, and

whose presence must restrain the little levities of childhood. She for

these very reasons, delighted in being constantly confined with her,

even in those hours which she might have spent at play with her sisters.

These seasons she employed in improving her mind, and having the

liberty of retiring into a closet within her governess’s chamber, she

would continue in it for a long time every day reading, praying, and

meditating, and her remarks upon what she read, were often just, and

instructive.

As soon as she had learned to write, she seldom failed noting down

whatever appeared useful in any author she read; and having a very

retentive memory, she stored it with scripture truths, so that many of

her relatives and others, were greatly surprised at her readiness in

repeating, and finding out almost any text in those sacred pages. She

likewise wrote several books of well collected texts, in proof of some

of the _fundamental doctrines_ of the church of England, such as, _The

fallen state of man, the necessity of repentance, of the new birth, and

of holiness_. Before she was twelve years of age, she corresponded with

some persons in England, and her letters were much admired; tho’ as she

grew older, her stile greatly improved, so that she had acquired both

an easy and elegant manner of addressing different persons, and upon

various occasions, tho’ religion was her constant theme: herein, as in

other instances, endeavouring to redeem as much as possible the golden

moments of her contracted span.

Thus she gently and profitably passed five years of her pilgrimage,

without variation, and exempt from vicissitudes under her parents

roof, till in the year 1764, they thought it most for her advantage to

send her to _England_, to finish her education. Here she arrived the

28th of May that year: from that time boarding with an aunt, and being

under the care of the same tutoress, who had before gone with her to

_Antigua_. This separation from the best of parents, could not but

prove an afflictive circumstance to one of her great sensibility, and

who was a most dutiful and affectionate child; but this was alleviated

by the pleasing hopes they gave her, that they themselves would

soon come and reside in England, a thought which as it enabled her

chearfully to bear their absence, so it animated her to a more than

ordinary improvement of time, in order to render them the utmost

satisfaction, when she should have the happiness of being restored to

them; a period, which she often mentioned with the greatest delight;

but which the infinitely wise disposer of events saw right never to

indulge her with. It was with great pleasure that we observed, as her

years increased, her good understanding, and the power of religion

entirely prevailed over those tempers, which have before been mentioned,

so that she became, every day more amiable, and was more endeared to

all that knew her. On the first of January 1765, she began to keep

a diary, chiefly consisting of the Lord’s dealings with her soul.

This will give a juster conception of her understanding in the way

of godliness, of her improvement of time, and the propriety of her

sentiments on many occasions, than any thing that could be said upon

the subject. She was one of those happy few, who are not afraid of

being singularly pious, and was deeply convinced that the service

of God is no impediment to, but the greatest augmentation of true

happiness, in every period and circumstance of life. She had learned to

disdain the follies of the world, always chusing plainness and neatness

in dress, rather than gaiety and extravagance, and preferring an

hour’s solitude, spent in communing with her own heart, or in searching

the word of God, before all those trifling amusements, which so much

engross the attention, and waste the time of the generality of persons

of all ages.

Thus though young in years, she contemplated her latter end, and

applied her heart unto true wisdom, and is now reaping the vast

advantage in a blest eternity. She was so exercised in the needful

duty of self-inspection, as to discern the imperfection of her best

performances, and utterly to disclaim every other hope of obtaining the

divine favour than that built on the sure foundation, Jesus Christ and

him crucified. An interest in his atoning blood, was what she sincerely

sought after; being truly sensible of the necessity of being born again,

before we can enter into the kingdom of heaven. She thought the time

long ere she was admitted into the glorious liberty of the children of

God; and would greatly deplore her own instability, levity, and want of

earnestness, to which she attributed her Lord’s delay; but these things

tho’ felt by her tender and enlightened conscience, did not appear

to others. And the Lord was not slack concerning his promise, as her

following experience proved, when he came suddenly to the temple of

her heart, never to leave her more. Some weeks before her last sickness

she told a friend, that she had been greatly led out in the meditation

of death, that she formerly considered it as very dreadful, but had

of late seen it in a different view: so that if it would please God to

finish his work in her soul, she could be content, young as she was,

to give up all that were dear below, in hope of receiving them again

in that eternal day. A few days before her disorder seized her, being

asked by a friend, concerning the state of her soul, she said, “she

had a confidence that God would not long with-hold the blessing, that

she soon should know his pardoning love, and, that she was patiently

waiting upon him.” As soon as she was taken ill, (which was on the 10th

of January, 1768,) she was asked how she found her mind? She replied,

“Quite composed, that she believed the Lord had visited her in love,

and that whether it terminated in life, or death, it would be greatly

to her advantage.” During the whole time of her illness not a doubt

seemed to disturb her, nor did she ever lose her stedfast hope, that

if she was taken, the Lord would perfect his work in her soul. She was

also endued with a constant spirit of prayer, and to all around behaved

with the utmost patience and meekness. She seldom complained, and

declared she had not a murmuring thought, tho’ she appeared to suffer

exquisitely; her disorder being a putrid fever, with a sore throat,

which mortified some days before her dissolution: it was likewise

attended with a deafness that encreased gradually, till at last there

was no conversing with her. She was also deprived very early of speech,

which as she retained her senses, rendered her situation very trying,

as well as deprived her friends of that profit and satisfaction, which

might otherwise have been expected. But on Thursday the 14th, (before

the disease had made so great a progress, tho’ even then her speech was

thick, and her hearing dull) she desired the whole family, would come

and pray with her, and to some of her friends made this good confession:

that she had found Christ, that she loved God, knowing that he had

first loved her, that she was now neither afraid nor unwilling to die;

and that she experienced unspeakable, and till now, unknown happiness.

From this time she spoke but little, except about two days afterwards,

when she said to one who desired her to speak to her, that she was

perfectly resigned to the divine will; this she uttered with difficulty,

and could add no more. But tho’ her lips were thus closed to all

below, it was evident, her heart was open to God in prayer, which was

discernable from the frequent lifting up of her hands and eyes with

great devotion; in this posture she sweetly yielded up her spirit on

the 21st instant, at the age of near 17 years.

* * * * *

An EXTRACT from her

JOURNAL.

TUESDAY, January 1st, 1765, when I awoke in the morning, I found my

heart raised in thankfulness to God for his mercies, in bringing me

to the beginning of another year; and found my soul much in the same

frame all the day. *O! may this year be spent more to the glory of my

Almighty Maker and Preserver, than the last has been: and may every

thought, word and work, tend to this glorious end.

Wednesday 2, I found a blessing while dressing, but lost it by giving

way to levity; yet the merciful Lord restored it to me in the evening:

blessed be his name.

Thursday 3. I found my soul in a dead, dull frame, with a great

disinclination to duty, which I did not yield to, and tho’ I found no

immediate blessing, yet I doubt not, but the Lord was pleased with my

endeavours to wait upon him.

Friday 4. I awoke with some degree of comfort, and had my thoughts

stayed on the things of God. I found a desire, while I heard the book

of martyrs read, of being like them; but could not submit to die for

the truth as they did; it seemed too great a trial to flesh and blood:

yet I trust was the Lord to call me to it, he would give me strength to

bear it.

Saturday 5. I spent the morning in writing letters to my dear friends

in Antigua, for whom I find the most tender affection. O! that we may

all at length meet around the throne, and stand at the last day among

the sheep at his right hand!

“O that each in the day

Of his coming, might say,

I have fought my way thro’.

I have finished the work thou didst give me to do.”

Sunday 6. In the morning my thoughts were very wandering and my mind

much discomposed. When I came up, I read and writ my journal, and

spent the rest of the morning comfortably. In the afternoon I read

the experience of Elizabeth West. May I like the bee suck honey out of

every flower, gather profit out of every book I read, every sermon I

hear, and every occurrence in life, let it seem ever so trifling. The

evening text was Isaiah lviii. 1. _Cry aloud and spare not, &c._ The

preacher shewed our transgressions in the most glaring colours, and my

own conscience convicted me that I had done all which he had mentioned,

and more too: so that were I to be tried by works, I could not be saved.

Monday 7. I found my heart raised in thankfulness for the mercies of

the night past. O for a continuance of it! Surely had I always a deep

sense of the innumerable obligations I owe to my Almighty benefactor,

it would keep me from falling into many of those things, which are so

prevalent over me. Lord give me a thankful heart.

Tuesday 8. I awoke in a serious frame, but it did not continue long;

for I yielded too much to wandering thoughts, which robbed me of that

blessing. Lord make me more watchful for the future! In the evening my

uncle preached a funeral sermon, on, _It is appointed unto men once to

die, &c._ Hebrews ix. 27. My soul was very much blest, and stirred up

to seek the Lord, but O how soon do my good resolutions die away. They

are like the morning cloud, and the early dew which passeth away. Lord

strengthen, and confirm them.

Wednesday 9. I found my soul in a very dead frame, and continued so all

the day. I may truly say,

“My drowsy powers why sleep ye so?

Awake my sluggish soul!

Nothing has half thy work to do.

Yet nothing’s half so dull.”

Thou God of love quicken my drooping powers! Stir up and awaken my

insensible soul, and give me to seek thy face with my whole heart! And

O be thou found of me!

Thursday 10. I was very cold and dead all the day, and found neither

power, nor inclination, to pray or read, which I yielded to; and passed

the day without performing either of these duties. O my God, pardon

my sins of omission, as well as those of commission. They are both as

innumerable as the hairs of my head, but thy mercies are still more.

Friday 11. I was very busy this day with setting my things in order,

which were come from London, and being in a hurry, my mind was not

as stayed as I could have wished. O my God, gather in my scattered

thoughts, and let my mind be fixt entire on thee!

Saturday 12. I was enabled, blessed be the Lord, to be serious and

watchful. In the evening, Mr. Rodda preached. His text was Mark xii. 24.

_Thou art not far from the kingdom of God._ I was much blest under the

sermon, and my mind was stayed on what was delivered.

Sunday 13. In the evening, my uncle preached on _Isaiah xxx. 21._

_This is the way, walk ye in it._ I found my thoughts much composed,

but being in great pain, I could not attend, as much as I found myself

inclined to do. O how many hindrances have we while below! Sometimes

from the world, sometimes from the infirmities of the body; and very

often from a corrupt heart! Lord, do thou arm me with thy Spirit’s

might, and enable me to combat and overcome, all the enemies of my

salvation.

Monday 14. Our class met at ten as usual, but my soul was in a very

wandering dead frame, and afterwards I was light and trifling; this is

the natural consequence of the other, if not strove against.

Tuesday 15. I was in a very cold indifferent frame all the day. In

the evening while my uncle catechised us, such a spirit of laughter

came upon us, that we could hardly speak. Lord deliver us from a light,

trifling spirit, as also from an unloving, disputing spirit.

“Mutual love the token be,

Lord, that we belong to thee.”

In the evening my uncle preached on _Hosea xiv. 1, 2._ My soul was

blest especially in singing the last hymn, in which are these sweet

words.

“He’ll never quench the smoking flax,

But raise it to a flame:

The bruised reed he never breaks,

Nor scorns the meanest name.”

Wednesday 16. I arose this morning with some degree of recollection

and stayedness upon my spirit. It partly continued all the day; but in

the evening, yielding to levity, I lost it. Lord, give me power over

a trifling spirit! Give me a continual sense of thy presence! Then I

shall not easily yield to this or any other temptation. I retired and

read the 3d chapter of _Matthew_. Went to prayer, and found enlargement

in it.

Thursday 17. All this day I was in a very disagreeable frame, which

I cannot well describe. I retired, read the psalms, and the 4th of

_Matthew_. O may I like our blessed Lord when tempted, answer the

tempter with the word of God. The text this evening was _Isaiah

liv. 22_. _Look unto me and be ye saved._ My thoughts were very

wandering all the time. O when will my mind be constantly fixed on,

and looking to that glorious object of our faith and love!

Friday 18. My soul was in a cold dead frame, and so it continued all

the day, yea all the week. For tho’ I cannot accuse myself of the

omission of any known duty, yet such a total indifferency I have not

felt for some time. O that God would give me to see the fatal cause,

the accursed thing that keeps my heart from him!

Saturday 19. I was much in the same state, and felt not the least

life in any duty till evening. Then the Lord enabled me to pour out my

complaints into his compassionate bosom, with great enlargement. When

Mrs. _L――――._ met me, I told her my state, she advised me not to let my

deadness discourage me, but still to hold on in the ways of the Lord,

who perhaps might be proving and trying me to see if I would do so

or not. This gave me some comfort, and left me hopes that he would at

length come and visit my soul with his salvation.

Sunday 20. My uncle’s text this evening was _Luke xiii. 3_. _I tell ye

nay, but except ye repent, ye shall all likewise perish._ The word came

with power to my heart. O God, give me grace that I may not prove a

forgetful hearer, but a doer of the word, that so I may be blessed in

my deed.

Monday 21. I found a desire when I awoke to spend the day to the glory

of God, and I made it my earnest prayer to him that he would enable

me to do it. I bless God, that through his grace I was serious, and

found my mind stayed on him in some measure. O that I may always have

a recollected spirit! Thou Lord, hast promised to keep him in perfect

peace whose mind is stayed on thee.

Tuesday 22. My mind was in some measure serious, but not as much as

the day before. The text to-night was _Habakkuk ii. 4_. _The just shall

live by his faith._ My thoughts were much drawn off on account of my

being to set the tune, lest I should forget it. O how easily doth the

enemy get an advantage over me, when I am not standing upon my guard!

Lord, give me a watchful spirit!

Wednesday 23. My soul seemed like a barren wilderness, where nothing

but weeds and thorns grow; nothing but evil did I find in my heart.

O my God, give me thyself; then shall this wilderness become like a

watered garden which thou hast planted.

Thursday 24. I found my mind kept in a serious frame all the day,

blessed be God.

Friday 25. I continued in a serious frame, which I bless God, lasted

all the day. O how much sweeter is it to be in such a state, than to

enjoy all that the world calls pleasure! But indeed it is only they who

term it so. The people of God see there is no pleasure in these foolish

things; for surely nothing can satisfy an immortal soul created for the

enjoyment of God, but God himself.

Saturday 26. I have reason to praise the Lord, that I found my soul

still serious; this I account a great blessing, especially to me, who

am naturally of such a trifling spirit.

Monday 28. When I awoke, my thoughts were still stayed, and I bless God,

I was in a serious frame all the day. O my soul, if thou hadst always

an awful sense of the divine presence, thou wouldest be always serious

and recollected, for it is impossible that a soul which considers God

is present should dare to behave in a trifling manner before his awful

majesty.

Thursday 31. The evening text was _Matthew xi. 28_. _Come unto me

all ye that are heavy laden, &c._ My mind was taken up with observing

a gentleman and lady who were laughing and talking together all the

sermon time. Lord forgive my sin and lay it not to my charge.

Friday _February 1_. My mind was much stayed on the things of God when

I awoke and it continued so all the day.

Saturday 2. My soul was much alive this day, and I was given to see

more clearly than ever, the mystery of iniquity which is in my heart.

O thou who searchest and triest the reins of the children of men, give

me to see more and more of the sinfulness of it, and do thou wash and

cleanse it in the blood of _Jesus_.

Monday 4. This morning we experienced God’s providential care over us;

for the chimney of the little parlour took fire, and might have done

great mischief had it not been discovered in time. Thus the Lord took

care of us ♦where we knew of no danger, and could not take care of

ourselves.

♦ “when” replaced with “where” per Errata

Thursday 7. This day my uncle, and Miss H――――e sat out hastily for

Bristol, ♦where my Aunt B――――ly was in great distress, Mr. B――――ly

having died suddenly, and left her among strangers, with whom she

was quite unacquainted till within three or four weeks. O how many

unforeseen troubles are we liable to, which are all so many calls to

us, to lay up our heart and treasure above.

♦ “were” replaced with “where”

Sunday 10. Mr. Rodda preached on _Matthew iii. 10_. The discourse,

blessed be God, came with power to my soul. O Lord give me the hearing

ear, the seeing eye, and the understanding heart.

Monday 11. This morning being to be taken measure off for our mourning,

we were obliged to go out, which dissipated my thoughts very much. O

what a little serves to draw our minds from God! But alas they are not

so easily drawn off other things; such enemies are we to ourselves.

Tuesday 12. My thoughts were pretty much stayed this day, and I was

enabled to resist a temptation not to go to prayer because the weather

was cold, and I was unwilling to leave the fire.

Wednesday 13. In the evening I read Miss Cooper’s life and letters.

Then we all joyned in prayer. My soul was blest and enlarged in that

duty. When I was in bed, I took a review of my past life, and found

reason to humble myself before God, for my unfaithfulness in not making

a better use of his many mercies to me. But O may I now begin and serve

and love him all my days.

Monday 18, Tuesday 19. My soul was in a serious and yet dead frame

these days. O may I improve every state I am in; and make the very

temptations of the enemy, serve ♦as weapons to fight against him with.

Thus shall I by throwing his darts back upon his own head, force him to

fly from me.

♦ duplicate word “as” removed

Thursday 21. I was in a comfortable frame of spirit this day. In

the evening whilst I was conversing with my sisters and cousins upon

religion, I found my soul greatly blest; and I was much enlarged

afterwards in praying with them, blessed be God.

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