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‘His God lives in the country and not the town’

The following is taken from Charles Spurgeon’s ‘Treasury of Scripture Knowledge’ (Psalms 91:3)

Lord Craven lived in London when that sad calamity, the plague, raged.

His house was in that part of the town called Craven Buildings. On the plague growing epidemic, his Lordship, to avoid the danger, resolved to go to his seat in the country. His coach and six were accordingly at the door, his baggage put up, and all things in readiness for the journey.

As he was walking through his hall with his hat on, his cane under his arm, and putting on his gloves, in order to step into his carriage, he overheard his negro, who served him as postillion, saying to another servant. “I suppose, by my Lord’s quitting London to avoid the plague, that his God lives in the country, and not in town.” The poor negro said this in the simplicity of his heart, as really believing a plurality of gods.

The speech, however, struck Lord Craven very sensibly, and made him pause. “My God, “thought he, “lives everywhere, and can preserve me in town as well as in the country. I will even stay where I am. The ignorance of that negro has just now preached to me a very useful sermon. Lord, pardon this unbelief, and that distrust of thy providence, which made me think of running from thy hand.” He immediately ordered his horses to be taken from the coach, and the baggage to be taken in.

He continued in London, was remarkably useful among his sick neighbours, and never caught the infection. 

Source: Whitecross’s Anecdotes.

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