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⟨at⟩ the throne of Britain; let him go yonder, he has been ⟨a⟩ black sight to these lands, especially to poor Scotland; we're well quit of him; there has been many a wasted ⟨prayer⟩ wared on him. And it was concluded by all, ⟨the⟩ same hour, in the same night, that unhappy man Charles II. died. I had this account from John Muirhead and others, who were present, and confirmed in ⟨the⟩ truth of it by some worthy Christians when I was in Ireland.
22. Upon the 4th of February following, 1685, he ⟨preached⟩ at a wood-side, near the said Mr. Vernor's ⟨house⟩; he read the whole of the 49 Psalm; after ⟨reading⟩, he charged his hearers, that none of them open ⟨their⟩ mouths to sing, but those that could do it knowingly and believingly; for some few lines, few opened ⟨their⟩ mouth; but as John Muirhead, and John Waddel, ⟨who⟩ were present, told solid Christians and great sufferers, who lived and died in the parish of Cambusnethen ⟨or⟩ Shots, said to me, they and the great part could not ⟨contain⟩ and forbear singing, but brake out with their ⟨hearts⟩ and whole strength, so that they were never witness to such loud singing thro the whole Psalm. After ⟨singing⟩, in preface he cried out, Pack and let us go to ⟨Scotland⟩, let us flee from one devouring sword and go to another; the poor honest lads in Scotland are running upon the hills, & have little either of meat or drink, ⟨but⟩ cold and hunger; and the bloody enemy are pursuing and murdering them wherever they find them; ⟨their⟩ blood is running like water upon scaffolds & fields: ⟨rise⟩ let us go & take part with them, for we fear they bar ⟨us⟩ out of heaven. Oh, secure Ireland, a dreadful day ⟨is⟩ coming upon thee within a few years, that they shall ⟨ride⟩ many miles & shall not see a reeking house in thee; ⟨Oh,⟩ hunger, hunger Derry, many a pale face shall be ⟨in⟩ thee; and fire, fire upon a town; whose name I have ⟨forgot⟩, which was all burnt to ashes. This had an exact accomplishment four years thereafter. And for the ⟨profanity⟩ of England, and formality & security of Ireland, for the loathing and contempt of the gospel, covenant-breaking and burning and innocent blood shed ⟨in⟩ Scotland, none of these lands shall escape, e'er all ⟨be⟩ done. But notwithstanding of all this, I'll tell you ⟨good⟩ news, keep in mind this year, month and day, & ⟨remember⟩ that I told you, that the enemies have got a ⟨shot⟩ beneath their right wing, and they may rise and fly ⟨like⟩ a shot bird but e'er this day seven years, the strongest of them all shall fall. Then upon the sixth, he was
