Sunday 3 April 1836

After commending my all to God and his grace
with reading and prayer – the blowing hard
from the north let go the seacond anchor assem
bled the people for prayer read with the church
service an homly for easter day and sung three
hymns suited I have need of the poets advice
O may the rightious when I stray
Smite and reprove my wandering way
It shall be like balm of ointment shed
Shall never bruise but chear my head
or rather my heart