When this was ended, I told the people present that the providence of God had placed this young man for a time under my ministry; and that, finding him seriously disposed, and believing him to be very sincere in his religious profession, I had resolved on baptizing him, agreeably to his own wishes. I added, that I had now brought him with me to join in Christian conversation with us; for, as in olden times they that feared the Lord spake often one to another, in testimony that they thought upon his name (Mal. iii. 16), so I hoped we were fulfilling a Christian and brotherly duty in thus assembling for mutual edification.
Addressing myself to the Negro, I said, “William, tell me who made you.”
“God, de goot Fader.”
“Who redeemed you?”
“Jesus, his dear Son, who died for me.”
“Who sanctified you?”
“The Holy Ghost, who teach me to know de goot Fader, and his dear Son Jesus.”
“What was your state by nature?”
“Me wicked sinner; me know noting but sin, me do noting but sin; my soul more black dan my body.”
“Has any change taken place in you since then?”