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thou shalt be as my inouth: let them return to thee; but return not thou to them. And I will make thee unto this people a fenced brazen iall: and they shall fight against thee, but they shall not prevail against thee: for I am with thee to save thee, and deliver thee, saith the Lord. And I will deliver thee out of the hand of the wicked, and I will redeem thee out of the hand of the terrible.” This was as cold water to a thirsty soul. He began to sing his songs of deliverance; and the Lord turned his captivity ; for of near three hundred who were sent to the Nore, to be distributed in the ships of war, he was the only person whom they left behind, and him, they shortly after released. Mr. Joss, when released, returned to his company, and, relating what God had done for him, exhorted thein to cleave to the Lord with full purpose of heart.

Shortly after this event, he was appointed to the com. mand of a ship, and immediately set up regular worship. As orien as the weather would perinit, he preached regur larly to his crew; and before he left the seas, he bad, out of eighteen men, five who could publicly pray and exhort,

In so novel a regulation on board of a ship, he required Do small degree of prudence and address. He judged, if his designs were disclosed to the whole crew at once, he should encrease his difficulties. He, therefore resolved to begin with the officers individually, and having been as. sured of their compliance, the subordinates were more easily gained. After some time, one of the sailors acquainted him, that he must leave the ship, adding, “I should be glad to serve you, but I cannnt stay, for you will pray me to death.” Some years after he was settled in the ministry, he was walking in the street of a port town, where he saw the same person entertaining a number of children with tricks. On espying Mr. Joss, the poor fel. low ran up to him, saying, “ God bless you, sir, you were the best master I ever had, and I could have sailed with you round the world; but you prayed me to death *." With this address he followed him through the street, which, collecting a crowd of people, put Mr. Joss not a

• Mr. Joss had once engaged a footman in his service. On telling biin, that norving and evening prayers were observed in the family, he hoped that would not be any objection to him; he replied, “ No, sis, but I hope you will consider it in my wages."

little to the blush. But he was not always to be occupied in great waters. His Master had designed him to fill a station on the land, and took measures to prepare hiin for it, by providences not very agreeable to flesh and blood.

He now became a joint proprietor of a ship, and looked forward to a period when he should realize a genteel fora tune for his growing family. But fortunes dependent upon the caprice of wiad or weather, and especially when they stand in the way of ministerial duty, are a precarious tenure. While he commanded the ships of other proprietors, he never experienced the least disaster; but when he became a joint owner, he witnessed nothing else. In his, fourth voyage to London, the vessel was lost at the Nore, and he and his crew were with difficulty saved. He then went down to Berwick, to superintend the building of one considerably larger. During his residence at this port, he preached to crowds with great acceptance and success. When the ship was finished and laden, tlie poor people began to regret the prospects of his departure. The wind was fair, and the next tide he intended to sail. In their simplicity, they told him they would pray to God to change the wind. Whether this was the case, we cannot say; but the next morning it became foul, and, to their great plea. sure, detained him ainong them five weeks longer than he intended. After he had sailed, a gentleman of Berwick, unknown to Mr. Joss, wrote to an acquaintance of Mr. Whitefield in London, saying, what a wonderful preacher they had been favoured with for nine inonths. He inentioned when he supposed the vessel would be in the river. Her name was the Hartley Trader; but the other coasting crews, called her the Pulpit. Mr. Whitefield, who had seen the above letter, and had heard that the ship had come to her moorings, published, without the knowledge of Mr. Joss, that a captain would preach on Saturday evening.' Being found on board, he was apprized of the circumstance, and refused to comply; but the messenger resolved not to go on shore till he consented. The services of this, and the ensuing evening, were so gratifying to Mr. Whitefield, that he iminediately requested him to leave the sea, and labour in the Tabernacle connection. . To these solicitations he turned a deaf ear; and nothing short of a speaking Providence would ever have prevailed. This was his first voyage, and in it he lost his main anchor. On his next

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return to town, he preached frequently at the Tabernacle, and was greatly attended. Mr. Whitefield renewed his application. He declined. In this voyage he lost one of his crew, a proinising youth, who was drowned.

On his third voyage to town, his congregations were prodigiously crowded; and Mr. Whitefield pressed on him the duty of leaving a maritime employment, and being de voted wholly to the ministry. Mr. Joss had on board a younger brother, by the same father, a pious man, who was very dear to him on many accounts, and thought, if ever he should change his views, it would be a good situation for hiin. He was so far prevailed upon, as to send his brother, who was then mate, ihis trip, while he supplied the Tabernacle; but, lo! in going down the river, he fell over the side of the ship, and was drowned. Mr. Whitefield then addressed him in a very solemn manner, saying, “Sir, all these disasters are the fruits of your disobedience; and, let me tell you, if you refuse to hearken to the call of God, both you and your ship will soon go to the bottom." Overcome by the voice of Providence, he yielded ; and, on his fourth voyage, quitted the compass, the chart, and the ocean, for the service of the sanctuary. This was late in 1766. Immediately he entered into close connection with Mr. Whitefield, who, to the day of his death, continued to hiin his affection, and intrusted hiin with his confidence. In this change of situation, he could not have been actuated by motives of a pecuniary nature; for his prospects in trade were by far more flattering than in the ministry. His sermons, in the foriner years of his residence in town, were not only attended by large auditories, but with energy to the conversion of many souls; nor did God leave him withqut inany witnesses to the close of his ininisterial labours. He generally spent four or five inonths in the year out of London, for the purpose of itinerating. In this period he regularly visited South Wales, Gloucestershire, Bristol Tabernacle, and occasionally other parts of the kingdom. In Pembrokeshire the Welsh followed himn in multitudes; and, on the Lord's day, would travel from one to twenty miles round Haverfordwest to hear him. To noi a few of these he hecaine a spiritual father; and, indeed, wherever he exercised his talents, though but a few weeks, he left some seals of his apostleship bebind. · Mr. Joss was always subject to an ulcerated soic throat;

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and, for several winters past, had been much afflicted with an asthma.' Of the latter complaint he had been confined a whole month, previous to his last illness. On the second of April he was so far recovered as to assist at the adminisiration of the Lord's supper. While at the table, many were witnesses to the fervour with which he prayed to be at the marriage supper of the Lamb in Heaven. On Tuesday the eleventh, he met the society at the Tabernacle, and after singing,

“ Guide me, O thou great Jehovah !

Pilgrim through this barren land,
I am weak, but thou art mighty,

Llold me with thy pow'rful hand :
Bread of Heaven! bread of heaven!

Feed me now and evermore,"
he expatiated largely upon this couplet in the hymn,

“ Songs of praises, songs of praises,

I will ever give to thee." He mentioned, that he knew the man who composed that hymn, and that he was lately gone to sing songs of praises before the throne. He then referred to several other wellknown characters, who were joining in the same blessed einployment; and, after relating somewhat of his own experience, said, he should shortly unite his praises with their happy company. He closed the service of the evening with the last verse, of the abovementioned hymn :

“ Musing on my habitation,

Musing on my heav'nly home,
Fills my heart with holy longing,

Come, my Jesus, quickly oome:
Vanity is all I see,

Lord I long to be with thee." The people, as well as himself, found it good to be there ; but how would their pleasures have been inbittered, had they thought this was the farewell address of their aged mi. nister!

On Wednesday morning, at breakfast, he was uncommonly well and cheerful. This exciting the notice of Mrs. Joss, she said, “ My husband, I think you are remarkably well to-day; and, as it is a fine morning, I would have you take a walk, and call on some of your friends." Not many minutes after, while shaving himself, he was sucidenly seized with an unusual shivering. This fit, after continuing about three hours, was succeeded by a violent VOL. III. No, 55.

fever, fever, first of the inflammatory, and then of the putrid? kind. On the first attack of the disorder, an uncommon lassitude and debility immediately ensued. So rapid was the progress of the disease, as to baffle all the attempts of his medical friends, and on Monday April 17, 1797, about noon, he departed. .

During his illness, he was sometimes exceedingly confortable ; his confidence was never shaken ; he enjoyed a solid peace; was remarkably resigned and patient; bad. much of the spirit of prayer, and would often, with a petriarchal inajesty and devotion, bless the friends who waited on him. About an hour after his seizure, the Lord Jesus ! indulged hiin with a peculiar manifestation of his gracious presence; which blessing he enjoyed most of the day. In the evening, a friend, hearing of his indisposition, called to see him, to whose enquiries he answered, “ I am very : ill; but iny Master has given me a sweet smile, such an! one as I never recollect to have had before. I suppose I ; must go in the strength of this forty days." Here he was! agreeably mistaken ; for this was only a foretaste of immediate bliss, in the full vision of his Redeemer's face in glory everlasting. When he was carried to bed, he said to a friend, “I did not expect my Master would lay me by this Easter; but he will do all his pleasure, and it is right be should." During the whole night bé was restless, and sometimes wandering. In the morning he said, “ Mr. Newton is six years older than I am, and yet how strong is he to labour! but I will not complain.”

About an hour before he died, Mrs. Joss said, “ You are going to Heaven, to leave me behind !-What shall I do ? « Do !-dol” replied he,, “ you have nothing to do, but to be as passive clay in the hands of the Potter." After he had committed her to God, he said, “ I can only give you a transient look, my pilgrimage is at an end." The last word he was heard to speak was, “ Archangels." In a few minutes after, he lifted up both his hands, and siniled, and died.

On ihe following Saturday his remains were carried 10 Tottenham Court Chapel, followed by twelve mourning coaches, where they were interred. Messrs. Draper, Durant, Eyre, Dr. Hamilton, Messrs. Knight, and Wilks bore the pall. Mr. Scott delivered the oration, Mr. Edwards read the lessons, and Mr. Hill interred, and concluded

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