John Berridge,  Samuel Hunt,  Waymarks Magazine

John Berridge And The Duty Faith Issue

Waymarks, Vol 2 (1930):

Dear Readers,

A valued friend in Sussex, and a reader of “Waymarks,” when writing to us a brief while ago, very modestly made the suggestion that we might consider the last sermon of John Berridge adapted to the pages of our little Magazine. Not having this sermon in our possession, we wrote asking our friend for the loan of his copy. In sending on the sermon, he says: “It occurred to me it might prove, by God’s grace, a blessing to readers of ‘Waymarks,’ and for that reason I have sent it to you.” 

Dear John Berridge, truly “he, being dead, yet speaketh” (Heb. 11:4), and to the confirmation of this word: “His truth endureth to all generations” (Psa. 100:5); for, although the sermon which we gladly bring before you was preached in the eighteenth century, the children of God who read it one hundred and thirty-eight years later can, while feeding upon its precious matter, sincerely endorse the words of the Psalmist who says: “The children of Thy servants shall continue, and their seed shall be established before Thee” (Psa. 102:28). It is deeply interesting to read the life of this dear man of God, and thus follow him step by step from childhood days to Clare Hall, where he studied for the Church, and from thence to his acceptance of the Vicarage at Evert on. We find, from his own account, that for several years he preached duty-faith and creature power, but finding no success attending his ministry, and that secret misgivings were filling his own mind with fear that he was wrong himself, the earnest cry was wrought in his soul: “Lord, if I am right, keep me so; if I am not right, make me so. Lead me to the knowledge of the truth as it is in Jesus.” After about ten days’ crying thus unto the Lord, He was pleased to give John Berridge an answer in the following wonderful manner: He was sitting in his house one morning, musing upon a text of Scripture, when the following words were darted into his mind with wonderful power, and seemed indeed like a voice from heaven:“Cease from thine own works.” The effect produced, as soon as he heard these words, was such that his soul became in a tempest, and tears flowed like a torrent. Immediately the scales fell from his eyes, and he now saw that for nearly thirty years he had been relying upon his own works for salvation. He had hoped to be saved partly in his own name and partly in Christ’s name. He had seen himself to be a sinner, and a great sinner, yet had not so felt his lost condition as to realise that Christ alone could save him. Thus lie says: “I despised the doctrine of justification by faith alone, looking on it as a foolish and dangerous doctrine. I was not yet stripped of all my righteousness, could not consider it as filthy rags, and therefore I went about to establish a righteousness of my own, and did not submit to the righteousness of God by faith” (Rom. 10:3). This great change, now effected by God, completely altered Berridge’s ministry, and the result was soon apparent among his hearers. Some were surprised, alarmed and vexed, while others were so wrought upon by the Spirit of God that they came to their minister pricked to the heart, crying out with strong and bitter cries: “What must we do to be saved?” After Berridge had preached in this new strain for a week or two, and was wondering whether he was yet right, one of his parishioners unexpectedly came to enquire for him. Being introduced, he said: “Well, Sarah.” She replied, “Weill not so well, I fear.” “Why, what is the matter, Sarah?” “Matter! I don’t know what’s the matter. These new sermons. I find we are all to be lost now. I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep. I don’t know what’s to become of me.” The same week came two or three more on a like errand.  So God owned the labours of His servant, till the Church became quickly crowded, and very frequently the word preached was blessed to the true conversion of sinners. What an unspeakable mercy it would be, if, instead of many pulpits to-day being filled with Modernists, they might be occupied by such eminent men of God as John Berridge!

If our churches and chapels were filled with men and women and young people with an appetite for such food as is stored in the sermon which our present number contains for perusal, there would not be the demand for “Modem theology,” seeing that “No man also having drunk old wine straightway desireth new: for he saith, The old is better ” (Luke 5:39). Yet what a solemn “woe” rests upon all who, though preaching, preach not the gospel! Dear readers, may we each be favoured in these dark days of grievous departure from the truth with living desires for constant sips of the old wine of the kingdom, which, though old, is ever new. So may we be strengthened to stand fast through the darkness which deepens, and endure to the end,—even EVERLASTING LIFE.

Yours to serve In gospel affection,

The Editor (S. Rutherford Hunt)


John Berridge’s Last Sermon

Preached In The Tabernacle, Moorfields, April 1, 1792.

“Trust in the Lord at all times, ye people. Pour out your heart before Him. God is a refuge for us.”—Psalm 62:8

This Psalm is a very precious one, full of gospel manna, containing directions for the church, how to walk with God. The Psalmist says, “Truly, that is in truth, my soul waiteth upon God; for from Him cometh my salvation.” And does he not give a good reason why his soul waiting upon God? It was because all his salvation came from Him. And where should a sinner look but to Him that has obtained salvation for sinners, and who brings it to them who find their need for it?

He then says, “My soul, wait thou only upon God.” He hath put in another word, only. It is but a little one, but it is very emphatical; for it is a common case with people to make Christ half a Saviour; relying upon Him and upon them’s elves; saying they are to be saved by faith and works. “No,” saith David, ‘‘that won’t do for me; I must have all my salvation from the Lord.”

“He only is my rock ’’—the rock on which my heart shall rest; that is, on Jesus. And if He is not your only rock, my brethren, you’ll find the rock you trust in will slip away from you. Jesus will not suffer His glory to be diminished, nor let any steal one jewel from His crown; for He is worthy of all the honour that we can give Him; and He is jealous of His honour. Do you be jealous of His honour, too, and show that you are desirous of giving Him all the praise that He deserves; and, give Him all that you can, you will never give Him all Pie deserves. You will always be defective in this to all eternity; for, while we are giving to Him our best praises, our obligations to Him increase every day.

He then says, “I shall not be greatly moved, while the Lord only is my rock and my salvation.” I find Him to be as He says; He is my defence from time to time. I shall not be greatly moved.

The word greatly is often of use to the children of God, who fall into doubts at times, ready to fear they shall fall from their confidence. “No,” saith David, “make the Lord all your rock, and build upon Him all your salvation. Then you may be shaken at times, -and find your confidence beginning to totter, yet you shall not be greatly moved. The Lord will come again, and lift you up, and cause you to rejoice in Him.”

But David is so pleased with the words that he hath uttered that he repeats them over again; and he could not repeat them’ too often. “My soul,” saith he, “wait thou, only upon God.” Before he had told you what was his daily use, and now he exhorts and encourages himself to go on with this waiting. Don’t be afraid of your being disappointed. Continue waiting and looking for the Lord, for He will never let them fail who trust in Him.

Now, if David encourages himself in trusting in the Lord, we have also the same occasion; for our hearts at times are ready to sink, and to think we shall be wrong at last; therefore, take David’s words, “My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from Him.”

But Satan may say, “Where will you look and go?” What saith Peter? “Unto Him who hath the words of eternal life.” So we may say to our souls when they are beginning to doubt. Where would you go ? Where would you find salvation in any other? Christ only has the words of eternal life. Then he adds, ‘‘The Lord is my defence.” I find Him so while I am trusting in Him. Though I am often afraid, yet He is better to me than my fears and my hopes.

Then he adds, “I shall not be moved.” Thus, by exhorting and waiting upon the Lord he gets more strength. He drops the word greatly, which he began with when he said, “I shall not be greatly moved.” But now he speaks courageously: “I shall not be moved. The Lord is my defence. He holds me up, carries me on, and at length He will bring me to Himself in glory.”

Then David goes on to the words in my text: ‘‘Trust in the Lord at all times, ye people.”

Now he exhorts us what to do. Make the Lord your confidence for all things; not only for all things, but at all times. When people are in peace and prosperity they don’t seem so much to see their need of trusting in the Lord as they did; but they are ready to drop their confidence when the Lord has given them what they want of worldly things. Now this is a shameful practice, and the Lord often takes away what He had given them because they had made a bad use of it. Has the Lord given you outward peace and prosperity? Trust in Him to preserve it, for none can preserve it but He who gave it.

But are you brought into worldly trouble, and in great distress, and know not which way to look? You have no friend, perhaps, to go to, and your heart is ready to say, ‘‘What must I do now? All have forsaken me.” No; there’s One who never forsakes His people. But you can see no way how you are to be relieved. What of all that? Has the Lord no better eyes than you? Go to Him; He will not despise the poor and destitute, but will hear their cry, and will help them.

If He bids you come to Him, and trust in Him at all times, it is your business to go to Him at all times; and the more distressed your circumstances are, the more fit for God to take care of. Supposing your bosom is full of guilt, and you find trouble on the account of it, in this case you say you can’t go to Christ. That is the very reason you should go. Sinners will not go to Christ while they are at ease; but when they know themselves to be in a lost state and condition, and when they can find no help anywhere else, then Jesus says, “I am come to save the lost.” Go your way to Him. He bids you trust in Him in this time, under a sense of your lost state. If you see yourselves ruined, however deplorable and wretched your case be, it is not too hard for Christ, for He receives all that come to Him; not with frowning look, no., but with a smiling countenance. “Come unto Me, all ye that are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

What are you to do but to trust in Him in this time of sin and misery? Go to Him just as you are. Don’t be running to some of you lusts, nor imagine you can do anything to prepare the way; but go and cast yourselves at the feet of Christ, saying, “Lord, I am come as ruined sinner. I know none can help me but Thou; and Thou hast ordered me to trust in Thee at all times, I am come, Lord, at this time.”

But, perhaps, when you dying, your adversary, the devil, may tell you, “Now you are sick, and lying upon a dying bed; it is too late to come now. Why did you not come sooner? There was mercy to be had then, but you have outstayed your time. Christ has been calling by His word, and by His ministers, but you would not hear them; now He has sent His summons to you, to remove you out of this world; and you would be glad of salvation when you can have no more comfort here.” Well, when these words, and words like these, are brought to your hearts, remember where they come from—the adversary of your souls. Oh! He does not love to see a sinner, burdened with sin, looking unto Christ. 

Mind not what the adversary tells you. If your grief is great, confess it, and tell the Lord all your trouble; and at the same time tell Him, for He loves to be told of His Word with confidence and modesty, tell Him when you go, though your heart is discouraged, and Satan distresses you, and unbelief terrifies you, yet you have got His word: “Trust in Me at all times.” I come at this time; it is late indeed, but it is in the time of life. I come to Thee Lord, and beseech Thee to help me. Show Thy mercy upon a poor sinner that is come at last. I am now come, and desire to partake of that mercy held forth to sinners. Lord, send me that mercy, and I’ll shout loudest of Thy children above.

There is nothing the Lord delights in more than to have His people, when they come to Him, to plead His word and hold it fast. Though Satan is wanting to take it away, from you, never give it up. Die, with your souls deceived (if that is possible), in the hands of Christ. Tell Satan, “Though I am as vile as any in the world, the Lord has taught, me to put my trust in Him. I’ll go to Him and endeavour, by His grace, to trust Him at all times.” “Ah! but,” says Satan, “what a poor, feeble faith is thine! Nothing to depend upon; sometimes hoping and sometimes doubting; dost thou expect the Lord will look upon thy little faith?” Yes, tell him, the Lord does not so much look at the greatness of our faith when we go to Him as at the reality of it. Though faith is weak, when we come before the Lord He will receive it. He never sent any away for that; but He often reproves His people why they don’t believe more strongly. Go to Him and tell Him your condition, and when you call upon Him, expect an answer. Nothing pleases the Lord more, than when a poor tempted and troubled soul comes to Him, as Abraham did, against hope, believing in hope. You are ready to think his was a poor hope from time to time, for about twenty-five years; but he believed in hope. And what is said of this believer in God?That he gave glory to Him.

The Lord is never more glorified than when we go to Him, relying upon His word, notwithstanding providences and everything else make against us. Yet even .then, says the poor soul, the word is for me.

Christ invites poor sinners, wheresoever they are. And though Abraham, against hope, believed in hope, the Lord did not look upon this as a poor testimony of his faith; but we see, by his not hearkening to what he felt within him, nor to what temptations the devil cast in his way, he only looked at the word of God, relying upon His word and promise, though all providences made against him. He thereby gave glory to God. ”

And so it will be with us. When we find many things make against us, and have but a word of promise to rely upon, and yet hold it fast, then we are giving glory to God. What says the tried old soldier, Job? “Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.” Well said. Though the Lord seems, by His providence and dealings with me, to cast me off, and to take no notice of me, I don’t mind that. The Lord says, “Trust in Me at all times.” Go to Him; lie at His feet; tell Him you are come, merely relying upon His word of promise; and that you have nothing to encourage you but His word. Put your trust in Him, and you will find the Lord in due time will come and bless you. 

I might mention many other times in which we might trust in the Lord; but it is all comprised in that little word all, and a precious word it is: “Trust in Him at all times.” When you are full of fears, then you should bring the little word all unto Hun, and say, “I have nothing to encourage me to come unto Thee but that precious little word all:”—“Trust in the Lord at all times.”

Now Satan is very crafty. He will tell poor souls, “Why, what do you mean by trusting in the Lord? What right have you to do so? Are you a child of God? Are you one of the elect? You are in doubt of it every day. What have you to do to trust in the Lord?” Give him this answer: “Though I am often afraid about my adoption, and cannot say I am one of the children of God, this I can say, I am one of the people.” What does my text say? “Trust in the Lord at all times, ye people.” You may go with this to the Lord. And though you cannot satisfy yourself that you are an adopted child, you may say, “I am one of the people, and will lie at Thy feet till Thou dost show me that I am Thine adopted child.” Many are often discouraged in themselves because they know not their election. Seek for it; wait upon the Lord. Wait His time, and in due time He will make it manifest. For your encouragement the Lord has given you these words in our text: “Trust in the Lord at all times, ye people.” Are you not one of the people? May you not plead this with the Lord, who commands all His people to trust in Him? Why, then, go to Him as one of the people, and expect to receive His salvation.

But let us mind the next words in my text: “Pour out your hearts before Him,” This is a precious command. Many times the children of God are so burdened with grief, with sin, and worldly cares, they know not how to bear them, and their bosom is full of sorrow, so that they sit down and mourn over their hard lot. The devil dearly loves to see a child of God sit down and say, “What a sad condition I am in.” Well, suppose you are; and you say, ”I dare not go to the Lord, I am so miserable.” Then where would you go? You cannot be worse for it. Others are running about from pillar to post, desiring to know what they shall do; their trials are so great, they know not how to be delivered out of them, and they go and ask one neighbour and another, till they tire them all out. What does the Lord say to them? He gives good advice. Instead of making your neighbours your counsellors,, go to Him who is the chief Counsellor, and able to tell you what to do, and willing to relieve you at all times. Go to Him and say, “Lord,, I am come with a heart laden with grief, and with worldly cares, and know not which way to turn myself; what must I do?” The first thing He tells you to do is, “Pour out your hearts before Me.” You have been pouring them out before your neighbours, and what have you got there? Why, nothing. Then come and pour them out before Me.

The word pour plainly signifies that the heart is full of grief, and almost afraid to empty itself before the Lord. What does He say to you? “Come and pour out all your trouble before Me.” He is never weary in hearing the complaints of His people; therefore you should go, and keep nothing back; tell Him everything that hurts you, and pour out all your complaints into His merciful bosom. That is a precious word, “Pour out your hearts before Him.” Make Him your counsellor and friend. You cannot please Him better than when your hearts rely wholly upon Him, You may tell Him, if you please, you have been so foolish as to look to this friend and the other for relief, and found none; and you now come to Him who invites you to pour out your heart before Him.

But perhaps your heart is burdened not only with worldly cares, but with sinful lusts and corruptions. A sore burden indeed. And you are afraid and ashamed, perhaps, to go and tell the Lord all your trouble. But you need not be afraid of going when He commands you, He knows everything in your heart; all worldly cares, all sinful burdens. And when the heart is quite full, He says then, “Pour out all before Me.” Here is great encouragement for you. Take the encouragement which the Lord gives. Go, and tell Him your grief and burdens.

“Ah!” says the poor soul, “I have been to the Lord again and again; but I find I am; sinning against Him daily, and I am ashamed to go to Him. Now my conscience accuses me, and the devil tells me I am impertinent; how shall I appear before Christ, to pour out my heart before Him?” Go, .and pour out your heart before Him till that crafty devil leaves you. You have the best reason in the world to go to the Saviour. He that knows what you are, what burdens you are bearing, and what sins you have committed, even He says, “Come and pour out your hearts before Me.”

But I may add further. Does not the Lord command us in His Word and in His prayer to say, “Forgive us our trespasses”? And does not this plainly intimate that trespasses are to be forgiven daily? Where are you to bring them but to the Lord? Go, therefore, and tell Him you are come, according to His Word, to acquaint Him with your sins and trespasses. “Ah! but,” you say, “I have gone so often already that I am ashamed to go.” What does the Lord say to Peter? “If thy brother trespass against thee seven times a day, thou shalt forgive him:.” And Peter had not a little forgiven him.

Go to Christ every day for pardon. If you keep your guilt in your bosom it will only make it rankle. Tell Him you are weary and ashamed of yourself, and you are come to tell Him all your grief, and to beg that He will come and deliver you from guilt, and save you more and more from the power of sin. Whatever burden, therefore, you have upon your heart, the Lord would not have you suffer it to rest there; for if you do, it will make you feeble by and by. But when you find your breast full of trouble, remember His kind word to you, “Come, poor soul, and pour out your burdens before Me.” Pour out your whole heart, and let Him know everything that distresses you.

But what follows in the last words of my text? “God is a refuge for us.” Oh these are precious words. We look round about us again and again for a place of refuge, for a person to apply to for help, and we shall find ourselves frequently, if not continually, disappointed. Therefore, the Lord tells His people, for their comfort, that God is a refuge for them. Are you poor? The Lord is rich. Can you find no refuge in your fellow-creatures? And have you nowhere to fly to? Go to the Lord.

It is very strange, when the Lord has all things in His hands, and all love in His heart, and advises His people to come to Him, telling them that He is a refuge for them, that they so often delay to come. They had rather find refuge in a fellow-creature than from their God. They who have learned to trust in the Lord know what precious words these are: “God is a refuge for us.”Come and try, and you shall find Him so too.

The devil will be often telling you “That are the people of God, there is no help for you, even in your God. You have been seeking for help a long time, but have found none; what will you do now?” Why, tell him you will go to Him that says, “God is a’ refuge for us.”’ But the devil will say, “You are so poor and despicable a creature. What I can you think that Christ will take any notice of you? Why, your own brethren are ready to overlook you, and the world despises you; and yet you think Christ ‘will take notice of you?” Tell the devil, “Yes, He never fails them that trust in Him!.” Whatever your circumstances may be;’though you may look all around you, this and that way, and find no place to flee to, no refuge for your souls; yet God, the faithful God, says, “He is a refuge for you.” Trust Him; go to Him accordingly; look unto Him at all times. Let your condition be what it may, be it ever so deplorable and wretched, yet the Lord tells you when you go, “I am a. refuge for you.” Hear it, ye poor burdened sinners, and thank Him for His kind word. Go to Him, to have His promise fulfilled time after time. Yet a little while, and He will bring you to His kingdom, where you shall live and reign with Him for ever.

Are you sick and in great distress, and without any friend to apply to, ready to say, “What must I do now?” Why, my text tells you what you are to do at all times. Whatever your case is, whether sick, poor, naked, or wretched, come to the Lord. He says, “I am a refuge for you.” But you say, ”Lord, I have been sinning against Thee time after time.” “I know it,” says Christ; “but if you come, weary of sin and desirous of gospel rest, you shall find that I am a refuge for you.”

But you say you come so often that you are ashamed to come. That may be a good argument to keep you from your fellow-creatures. You have been knocking often at their doors, and they are ready to say, “You came to my house the other day.” “Well,” say you, “may I not come every day?” No; you find no such help from man. But Christ never complains of your coming too often, but is better pleased with those that are often knocking at His door, and looking to Him for the help which He has promised.

And you that are poor in spirit, who cannot find relief in yourself, nor from your fellow-creatures, go to Christ, and He will be a refuge for you. “God is a refuge for you.” O think of these words whenever troubles enter into your mind. Repeat them again and again, and shame the devil out. Tell him, “Though everything looks black, yet God is a refuge for me.” Are you to believe the devil or God? Keep these words always in your mind, for all of you will be in such circumstances at times, as not to know where to go, nor what to do; then these words come sweetly into the bosom: “God is a refuge for me.” He loves to help the helpless, to heal the poor wounded soul, and to save the guilty sinner. While He is doing this He is acting the part of a Saviour, and brings glory to Himself. But I might add that no one knows the compassion which is found in the heart of Jesus but Himself; therefore, when you go to Him, do not entertain any unkind thoughts of Him, for He invites sinners to come to Him—all poor and wretched sinners—and He that invites us to come has blessings to dispose of. Keep the last words of my text evermore in your mind; they will be of use to you, living and dying, sick or well. Whatever circumstances you are in, you may find the want of such words as these: “God is a refuge for us.” Take heed, when you go to Him, to do as David did—plead His word with Him. David says, “O keep my soul, and deliver me.” What then, David? Why, says he, “for I trust in Thee.” He pleaded the Lord’s word, and so may you.

The promises in the Bible are free for all who see their need of them; and the Lord has told thee, if thou trustest in Him, thou shalt never be confounded. But perhaps you are thinking “If I trust in the Lord I shall be confounded.” And suppose you are confounded, you will lose nothing by your trusting, even though it should not be fulfilled. But, remember, that the Lord will never suffer His promise to fail: “Faithful is He that hath promised.” Though you may often doubt of His performing, yet He never did, or ever will fail. Therefore, trust in the Lord at all times, ye people. Pour out your hearts before Him in every time of your trouble.

I do not know a more precious verse in the Scriptures than my text: “Trust in Him at all times, ye people.” Though at present you may not know whether you belong to the family of God, yet trust Him; you are of the people. Here hang till He gives you better support. And when you find your poor bosom laden with cares and grief, whatever causes your distress, the Lord knows very well that if you keep it back it will make you worse; therefore do as the Lord says: “Pour out your heart before Me.” Tell Me all your grief; make Me your counsellor and friend, and you shall find what a counsellor I am, and I will remember to comfort you in the worst state that you can be in.

I would say a little more, but I find my strength begins to fail. I am glad and I am’ thankful that the Lord has held me up hitherto, blessed be His Name. When I begin to totter, and when I experience infirmity, I am ashamed that I should ever entertain a doubt of Him. May these words be impressed upon my heart: “God is a refuge for me;” and may He fix it on all your hearts.

And now I conclude my subject. I came up to you trembling, but the Lord has carried me through, blessed be His Name; and I look to Him to carry me home, for I have no feet of my own to walk with. But the Lord can hold me up till I have done my work, and then He will put an end to my labours. Thanks be to His Name for calling m’e to preach out of doors. It is the glory of a creature to publish the fame and salvation of God.

I must now speak a little by way of taking leave. Lord, I beseech Thee to pour Thy blessing constantly upon tins congregation. Thy power and glory, let it be made manifest among them. Open the eyes of those who are spiritually blind, deaf and dead. Comfort the mourner, strengthen the weak, to go on their way. Build up Thy church on their most holy faith. May this house be filled with Thy presence. Bless every hearer that attends here from time to time; and may the Lord delight in them to bless them; and may they excel in His blessed service. May this ever be a house for God; kept from error; kept in union; going on their way, looking and longing for the coming of their dear Lord.

And now, Lord, I must take my leave of this chapel, which I have long visited. O keep them continually in Thy fear, and bless them abundantly with all spiritual blessings. May they evermore delight in the Lord, and the Lord delight in them to heal them. I know not whether I shall ever return any more, nor is it needful for me to know; but this I know, if the Lord continues my life, and allows me some measure of strength, I shall crawl up again. In the meantime, think of a poor crawling creature when you are upon your knees, and put up a short petition to the Lord, that He would bless me, pardon me, sanctify and prepare me for His kingdom and glory. Amen and Amen.

May the peace of God, that passeth all understanding, keep your hearts and minds in the knowledge and love of God, and in the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. And may the blessing of God Almighty, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, be among you and remain with you always. Amen.

John Berridge (1716-1793) was an English gospel preacher and hymn writer, belonging to the Anglican church. He nurtured free will views of the gospel in his early years, but adopted sovereign grace convictions as he matured in the faith. John Gadsby wrote of him,

John Berridge was born at Kingston, in Nottinghamshire, March 1st, 1716. His father was a wealthy farmer at Kingston, and intended to bring John up to agriculture, and for that purpose took him to markets and fairs, that he might become acquainted with the price of cattle and other things connected with farming; but, whenever his father asked him what he conceived was the value of such and such a thing, he was invariably so far out in his judgment that his father despaired of his ever being a competent agriculturist, and so ceased from endeavoring to instruct him in that line. The truth is, God had designed him to occupy a more exalted station. The circumstance to which he ascribed his first serious impressions was singular. Once, as he was returning from school, a neighboring youth invited him into his house, and asked if he should read a chapter to him cut of the Bible. He consented. This being repeated several times, he began to feel a secret aversion to it, and would gladly have declined accepting these friendly invitations. But having obtained the reputation of being a pious child, he was afraid to risk it by a refusal. On his return from a fair, where he had been to enjoy a holiday, he hesitated to pass the door of his young neighbor, lest he should be accosted as before. The youth, however, was waiting for him; and when he approached, renewed his invitation, and, in addition to his former request, asked if they should pray together. In this exercise it was that he began to perceive he was not right, or the amusements of a fair would not have been preferred to the pleasures of devotion. And such was the effect of this interview, that not a great while after, he himself adopted a similar practice with his school companions. At the age of 14, God was pleased to convince him that he was a sinner, and must be born again. About this time he left school, and returned to his father, with an intention to apply himself to business. A tailor who was occasionally employed in the family, being a man of strict sobriety, and struck with the uncommon appearances of religion in one so young, conversed with him on serious subjects, whenever he came to the house on business. As opportunities of this nature seldom occurred, John's love for religion induced him to cultivate a more intimate acquaintance with this man, by going frequently to his house for the purpose of serious conversation. His relations at length suspected he had too much religion, and fearing to what it would grow, discovered some inclination to discourage it. They insinuated that, since his attachment was so strong to his new companion, he should be bound to him in articles of apprenticeship. This threat had not the designed effect; for so prevalent was his bias to reading, prayer, and serious discourse, that he frequently repeated his visits. Finding this their scheme unsuccessful, and conceiving that his predilection for reading and religion would entirely unfit him for business, they resolved, though reluctantly, to send him to the university. In this determination, which was perfectly congenial with his own inclinations, he most readily concurred; and, after previous preparation, entered Clare Hall, Oct. 28th, 1734, in the 19th year of his age. A neighbor soon after meeting his father, and inquiring for his son, he jocosely replied, "He is gone to be a light to lighten the Gentiles." This testimony was true. Being now in his element, he pursued his studies with uncommon avidity, and made such progress in every branch of literature as rendered him in no respect inferior to any of his contemporaries. Favored with a good understanding, improved by literature, and possessing a natural vein of humor, which was extremely fascinating, he rose in respect; and his acquaintance was courted at the university by ecclesiastics of superior rank, though of wider principles and less rigid morals. "So insatiable was his thirst for knowledge, that from his entrance at Clare Hall to his acceptance of the vicarage of Everton, he regularly studied 15 hours a day. A clergyman, with whom he had been in habits of friendship about 50 years, said of him, that he was as familiar with the learned languages as he was with his mother tongue, and that he could be under no temptation to court respect by itinerant preaching, for he merited and enjoyed that in a high degree among all ranks of literary professions at the University. Being of a witty turn of mind, he read with avidity various works of wit, which, together with his natural humor, made him such excellent company at the college that whenever it was known he was to be present at any public dinner, the table was sure to be crowded. Socinian principles were then widely prevalent, and as evil communications corrupt good manners, he caught the contagion, and drank into the Socinian scheme to such a degree as to lose all serious impressions, and discontinue private prayer for the space of ten years, a few intervals excepted. In these intervals he would weep bitterly, reflecting on the sad state of his mind, compared with what it was when he came to the university, and would frequently say to a fellow-student, who became an eminent minister in the Establishment, “O that it were with me as in years past!" Conscience, however, at length resuming her authority, he was compelled to relinquish sentiments so derogatory to God, and so subversive of every good principle and practice. He now discovered that they not only lessened God the Son in his esteem, but God the Father also, and tended to promote no higher a morality than what comported with all the maxims and pleasures of the present world. With the renunciation of his former errors, he returned to the regular excercise of devotional religion, although it was but a small remove, if any, from pharisaical. Soon after this, he began to feel strong inclinations to exercise his ministry; and accordingly, in the year 1719, accepted the curacy of Stapleford, near Cambridge, which he regularly served six years from college. His parishioners were extremely ignorant and dissolute, and he was much concerned to do them good. He took extraordinary pains, and pressed very earnestly upon them the necessity of sanctification; but had the mortification to find that they continued as unsanctified as before.
After Berridge had preached in this new strain a week or two, and was ruminating whether he was yet right, as he had perceived no better effects from these than his former discourses, one of his parishioners unexpectedly came to inquire for him. Being introduced, "Well, Sarah," said he. She replied, "Well! Not so well, I fear." "Why, what is the matter, Sarah?" "Matter! don't know what's the matter. These new sermons. I find we are all to be lost now. I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep. I don't know what's to become of me." The same week came two or three more on a like errand. It is easy to conceive what a relief these visits afforded his mind, in a state of such anxiety. Now he was deeply humbled, that he should have spent so many years of his life to no better purpose than to confirm his hearers in their ignorance. Thereupon immediately he burnt all his old sermons, and shed a flood of tears of joy in their destruction. These circumstances alarmed the neighborhood. The church quickly became crowded, and God gave testimony to the word of his grace, in the very frequent conviction and conversion of sinners. Hitherto he had confined his labors to his own parish, and had been accustomed to write his sermons at full length; but an incident occurred, as unexpected to him as it was novel in itself, which led him to preach extempore. He had not exercised his ministry in an evangelical strain many months, before he was invited to preach what is commonly called a Club Sermon. All his old sermons were burnt, and much of his time was engrossed in writing new discourses. When he intended to compose this, he was so much engaged with people who came under serious impressions, that he found himself straitened for time, and therefore resolved to give the people one of his own discourses, which he had delivered at home, not expecting that any of his parishioners would be present. On the Lord's Day evening, one of his hearers informed him of his intention to accompany him the next day. This was an unwelcome intimation, and he endeavored to dissuade him from his resolution, but to no purpose. Upon this, he resolved to rise very early, pursue his journey, and compose his sermon at the place where it was to be delivered, that he might not be interrupted by the visits of his people. In going, he comforted himself that there would be but a small congregation, and that a shorter discourse might be ventured on. But, to his great surprise, on his arrival, he was informed that all the clergy and people of the neighboring parishes were come to hear him. This wrought up his mind to such a degree of agitation as absolutely incapacitated him for study; and he was therefore obliged to ascend the pulpit, and preach, bondfide, an extempore sermon. But here God wonderfully and most agreeably disappointed his fears, by affording him such extraordinary assistance as enabled him to rise superior to all his embarrassment, and to command the most solemn attention from his numerous audience. This was a happy event both for himself and others, as it released him from writing his sermons before he delivered them, for he never afterwards penned a discourse, except on a particular occasion, and gave him the opportunity of preaching more frequently, not only at home, but in the adjacent villages. Hitherto the Methodists, as they were called, Whitefield, Wesley, Lady Huntingdon, &c, had been personally unknown to him, and as reports had operated much to their disparagement, he had had no inclination to seek an acquaintance with them. But now a correspondence was opened and an intimacy formed, which continued with some of them to the end of their lives.
For several years Berridge was a very rigid Arminian. Nor was it by arguments in debate upon the subject of controversy between Arminians and Calvinists, but by a long confinement from preaching, occasioned by a nervous fever, that he was led into more consistent views of divine truth, and in the firm belief of which he ended his days. In this long and severe affliction, the Lord led him into a path which he had not known, and taught him many useful lessons to which he had been altogether a stranger. Hitherto he had learnt to be an active, but not a passive, servant of the Lord. To be laid aside in the plenitude of his success, was so irritating to his nature, that, like Jonas, his heart fretted against the Lord, and he wished he had never been employed in the work of the ministry. To such a pitch of criminal exasperation was he carried against the government of God, for checking his ministerial career, that he could not even endure the sight of his Bible, nor bear to hear the people sing in his adjoining church. In this furnace of affliction he became much more acquainted with the plague of his own heart, was led to see that the work of God could be carried on without his agency, and was convinced of the divine sovereignty in the dispensations of grace and appointments to the sacred office. After this event, his connexions with Christians of the Calvinistic persuasion were enlarged. Some time before Mr. Whitefield's death, he made his first visit to the Tabernacle in London, and continued to renew it every year to the close of his valuable life. Jesus was a name on which he dwelt with peculiar emphasis and delight. With what exalted affections would he extol the bleeding Lamb, with what streaming eyes would he point to his agonizing sufferings! how would they sparkle when he displayed the exceeding riches of his grace! and what a reverential grandeur marked his countenance when he anticipated his glorious appearing! In short, to adopt the language of the melodious poet, Jesus was "The circle where his passion moved, And centre of his soul."
No minister could with more judgment detect the human heart in all its subtle machinations. Communion with God was what he much enforced in the latter stages of his ministry. It was, indeed, his own meat and drink, and the banquet from which he never appeared to rise. He did not confine his labors to the narrow limits of Everton, a small and trifling parish, but, like the majestic sun, illumined an extensive tract of country. His love to mankind was ardent. He knew the worth of an immortal soul; he knew the awful terrors of the Lord; he knew the emptiness of the present world; he knew the sandy foundation upon which thousands build; he knew the dangerous devices of Satan; he knew the awful precipice upon which the ungodly stand. His bowels melted with pity, his heart yearned to assist them. He therefore left no means unattempted to awaken their concern. He would take the counties of Bedford, Cambridge, Essex, Hertford, and Huntingdon, making the episcopal mandate the rule of his operation, "Go and seek Christ's sheep wherever thou canst, find them." In this circuit he preached upon an average from ten to twelve sermons a week, and frequently rode a hundred miles. Nor were these extraordinary exertions the hasty fruit of intermitting zeal, but were regularly continued during the long succession of more than 20 years, exemplifying, through the whole of his ministerial career, the motto of Dr. Doddridge, "Let us live while we live."