May. 6. a lowering sky. lord be merciful in a threatening season, my vain mind knows not how to compose. lord set all things straight; prayed for fair weather and looked up. lord help me in all conditions to do so for you only are my help. [Leg.] my leg as if it would break out about its sore place. I preached of a new heart, but with little success to my own experience, tasting its old vanity.