THE LIFE O F MRS. SARAH OSBORN. PART I. Containing an Account of the first thirty years of her Life, written by herfelf; with a brief Introduction. MRS. SARAH OSBORN, was born in London, on February 22, 1714. Her father was Mr. Benjamin Haggar. Her mother was Mrs. Sufanna Haggar, whofe maiden name was Guyfe. She was fifter to the Reverend Doctor John Guyfe of London. Mrs. Ofborn came to America, with her mother, in the year 1722, in the ninth year of her age, her father having been here for fome time before. They lived in Bofton a fhort time, and then moved to Freetown, on the eaft fide of Taunton river, near fifty miles fouth of Bofton, and above twenty miles from Newport. In the year 1729, they moved to Newport on Rhodeifland, where the lived till her decease. The following is a more particular account of the first thirty years of her life, written by herself. HAVING been for fome years ftrongly inclined to write fomething of what I can remember of the dealings of God with my foul from a child, I now, being about thirty years old, attempt to do it; hoping it may confift with the glory of God, at which I truft, through grace, I fincerely aim: And the good of my own foul, as a mean to ftir up gratitude in the moft ungrateful of all hearts, even mine, to a glorious and compaffionate Savior, for all his benefits towards fo vile a monfter in fin as I am: And for the encouragement of any who may providentially light on thefe lines after my decease, to truft in the Lord, and never defpair of mercy, since one fo ftubborn and rebellious as I have been, has obtained it, through the fovereign riches of free grace. But Oh, let all tremble at the thought of abufing a Savior fo, left God fhould fay, "Let them alone, they fhall never enter into my reft." Lord, humble me for my bafe ingratitude; and help me, by affording me the influences and affiftance of thy bleffed Spirit, that I may be impartial in this work, declaring the truth, and nothing but the truth; and in all that, have a fingle eye to thy glory. O, for Jesus' fake, fuffer me not to do any thing that will tend to puff up. felf. O, remove all fpiritual pride, and keep me low at the fect of Jefus. Fill me with adoring and admiring thoughts of thee, O God the Fa ther, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghoft, who has fo wonderfully contrived and wrought out my redemption; and though thou haft, through infinite wifdom, hid thefe things from the wife and prudent, yet haft revealed them unto and even to me, the mon ignorant and babes; |