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solemn league to which I stand engaged, only disown the kings part of it, he having ankinged himself by the breach of covenants, and by making our land a land of graven images, that was solemnly given up to God; I desire in weakness, to adhere unto it, altho’ burnt by the hand of the hang-man, and now buried by the hand of these that better things was expected of. O Lord I desire to close all by giving myself up to thee, and all mine; accept, Lord Jesus Christ, and help to perform, and own me as thy covenanted child, protesting humbly,that failing on my part (against which I resolve, as thou knowest) shall not make void this covenant, I having accepted of thy offer, upon thy own terms, and will henceforth wait for what is good, that when thou comest I may rejoice in thee, crying, this is my God and I have waited for him, as witness my hand at Blackness castle December, 1687.
The second dated at Earlston, Jan. 1691.
LORD, thou knowest my former engagements, which past betwixt my soul and thee, when I entered in covenant with thee (to my souls great comfort) in the sweet castle of Blackness, I giving myself up unto thee, promising to be for thee in my nation, adhering to thy sacred scriptures, and to our noble work of reformation (which was then the head of my sufferings) and for which I had lost the favour of my relations, and Christian friends, whole untenderness to me made me sit solitary, eating
the bread of adversity and drinking the water of affliction, killed all the day long with sore and heavy reproaches, few or none to simpathize with me but thyself, who sweetened all my tryals, with the soul comforting consolations of thy holy spirit: such contentedness thou gave me in thy sweet cross, that I never knew what it was to weary; I at that time engaged to endure whatever ingredients thou should put in my cup to drink, and to drink it chearfully and submissively, such was thy love to me, that thou brought me from under the feet of that cruel enemy, without wronging truth, and has letten me see that I have nothing to boast of, it being nothing in me but meer free grace thus perfected strength in my weakness. O! that I had the tongue of the learned, that i might shew forth thy
