Ap. 9. God good to me and mine in many mercies, many very sweet rains, I find my heart in a very dead and unspiritual frame, the lord help me and heal me, my heart is not active within me for good, nor sensible of the evil of the times, but as it were willing destruction and desolation should come upon us, the lord was good to me this day, but I find not my heart bettered nor enlarged towards him.