'I then went to town, and at Newgate, where I went under feelings of rather deep concern, found unexpectedly [underline] numbers [end underline] there. A magistrate who I feared not I believe a religious man, I doubt a Christian, numbers of others, foreigners, a Jew, a clergyman, [underline] many [end underline] ladies, friends, my brother Sam, who strange to say, I stand in awe of naturally in such services, kind, dear and sympathetic as he is to me. I think I may say I asked in secret for preservation before I began to read; at least it was my earnest desire to have my eyes kept single to my God: but either the fear of man got too much hold of me, or the [underline] unction [end underline] was not with me, that I did not feel the power of truth over us, as it very often has been at such times, and I am ready to believe if I had not looked at man, but dwelt yet deeper in spirit I should have had to call upon the Lord openly, and I should have found help and power in it. But I went away humbled...'