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has been given in the behalf of Christ, not only to | infirmity, knowing that hereunto are we called. believe on him, but also to suffer for his sake." The These are the talents which we are to improve. afflictions which he has endured, have been more -N. Y. Evangelist. efficacious of good to his own soul and to the souls of others, than they have of sorrow to himself. Cut off

THE SINNER'S END. from the ordinary means of education, and furnished with hardly any instruments of doing good but his SURELY, if the saint shall have a glorious entrance " thorn in the flesh," and his desire to be useful, he into the kingdom of Christ, the sinner shall have a has been a messenger of mercy to many souls. The dismal entrance into the everlasting kingdom of darkworld has hardly seen him. He has passed along in ness. Whatsoever might sweeten his condition forlife under the shadow of a great affliction, and in merly shall then embitter it; bis comforts shall be this shade has been hidden from all but heavenly shut out; bis great estate brings him in a poor revenue beings. Yet I believe that not a few will rise up of joys, to think how many thousands he had, and and call him blessed for his labours of love to their that all cannot purchase him one moment's ease; the souls. He seems never unmindful that every one sweetness of his estate is turned into bitterness, with whom he meets has an immortal spirit to be when he is forced to have leisure now, in spite of his saved by grace through righteousness. Hence every heart, to sit down and consider what a poor, insig. where he tells about Jesus, and tries to make others nificant, unprofitable thing he ventured his soul for. love bis Saviour.

His old companions are now shut out: he could be I will give but one instance of his usefulness. And

glad at heart to bid them farewell to eternity. This this is one which never could have happened but for is all the poor help ot his friends, tbat they stand by, his infirmity. His sickness once seized him suddenly bewailing his departure, and not one of them can in the street. He was carried insensible into the speak one word of comfort to him without hazard to nearest house. Now see what God had prepared for its own. It is but sorry relief to him to look upon him to do in that family. It was a household of un this and that person, and to think, I must either part believers. Religion was hated there. Bibles and company for ever, or meet at the dreadful place of good books bad no welcome there. Christ and his execution. It may be the faithful minister may be cross were foolishness there. As this pious boy came shut out, lest he should tell him plainly what his case to himself, he saw bending over him a girl of about is. O what a sad case must the sinner be in! All help his age, who, as it afterwards appeared, was afficted and hope is shut out and instea

and hope is shut out; and instead of plays, friends, pleawith a similar infirmity to his own. This striking sures (all which he must take his leave of for ever), coincidence, which was the result of a divine plan, he beholds a dreadful door opened, and in comes was a key to open the heart of that girl to the things of God's sergeants to apprehend him, and no bail can be Jesus, which he soon began to lisp in her ear. The boy ! taken. And when the door is once open, O what a returned to his home ; but he had done a work which flock of unwelcome guests come in! Now conscience neither angry men nor devils could destroy. His will give him a visit whether he will or no, and tell influence was blessed to that girl's conversion. After him such a story as makes his heart ache? Then how enduring a course of severe threatening and persecu- doth the guilty sinner tremble! The indictment the cion from her friends, she became a member of the law brings in is black, the witnesses many and church. The last time I heard from her, she had clear, and the sinner is condemned for his life, and herself been the means of plucking several brands soul for eternity. His sins stare him in the face, rom the burnings.

and wrath and vengeance are just ready to seize him; Thus the work is still going on. God only knows he feels now that sin and hell, which he

he feels now that sin and hell, which he made so light how great will be the harvest. That chastening is of, are no jesting things. Which way soever the man wready yielding “the peaceable fruit of righteous. looks. he sees nothing but horror, misery, ruin. If ness" to many souls. I hope to know in eternity, how he look backward, what hath he left to comfort him, many will praise God for those blasted hopes and but the sad remembrance of his past enjoyment, for that thorn in the flesh. How it will delight those which he must now give an exact account? and sin parents, who once grieved so bitterly, to count the and pleasure in the review upon a death-bed is

cores, or hundreds, or thousands who may be saved another kind of thing than it was in the committing through these very sorrows. Such an idea is not | Now farewell fine houses and gardens, farewell irrational, for the seed of divine truth often yields hawking and hunting, farewell taverns, plays, vicious one hundred fold.

company! And if he look forwards, what doch he beThe principle illustrated here is, that sufferings no hold that can yield him any great content? One of less than actions are the appointed means of doing the most desirab

asantests that he sees good. The thorn in the flesh is often a sword in the | before him is the grave, and if that were all, it were hands of the Spirit, sharper and more efficient than well though he were buried in a dunghill. I will not learning and eloquence. The strength of some lies say how dismal that dark vault is to him that was where Paul's did, in his weakness : for he said, all for his liberty, and wont to take his rest on down,

when I am weak then I am strong." To serve God, I and stretch himself upon a bed of ivory-to some of us must suffer. Nor is this an inferior post. that was wont to fare deliciously every day, to be God does not honour more the active than the patient, food for vermin-for him that had his constant atnor the strong than the humble. Action is more tendants about him, to have none but a few worms to conspicuous, and has more éclat in the eyes of the wait on him. But pain, sickness, death, corruption, world, than suffering. Action is easier than suffer- ! are the least of those evils that he sees before him: g. It r

less grace. It blends more easily the prison were not so dreadful were it not for the the feelings of nature and of grace. We can be very Judge, assizes, and execution. O how dreadful a active with very little religion. But suffering de- sight must it be to see the dreadful lake burning with mands strong faith. It deprives us of natural, and fire and brimstone, into which he must be cast! How forces us to depend on supernatural strength. Suffer strange a prospect to see, instead of flattering attening does not usually stimulate pride, or native energy, dants, the devils ready or love of applause, or any of the ordinary alloys of and hell opening its mouth ready to receive him, and Christian character. It can be alleviated, and to shut the door of hope and mercy upon him for cheered, and sanctified only by true religion. Let ever! to look up and see an angry God, who is able us, therefore, bear patiently every cross and every to pass that irreversible and terrible sentence upon

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SOW WITH PRAYER; REAP WITH PRAISE,

him, “ Depart, thou cursed!” and to see Christ ac- leisure, “but the place in Mr C— 's shop was filled cusing him, while he pleads for and acquits those

yesterday.” whom he hated and persecuted! and to look round

The boy stopped brushing, and burst afresh into about, and to see none that hath one word to speak for him, none to pacify the Judge, divert or prolong

tears. “I care not now,” said he, sobbing ; “ we be sentence or execution, none to mitigate his tor- may as well starve. Mother is dead." ments! Will the sinner then make a laughing business The man of leisure was shocked, and he gave the of damnation? Will God's judging his soul be a small

| boy a crown.- Tract Magazine. matter then? Will the precise and diligent saint be then called or esteemed a fool, a madman? Will not the thoughts of these things upon a death-bed cool the SOW WITH PRAYER; REAP WITH sinner's courage ?

PRAISE. And what hath he now to bear up his sinking *pirits? What is there to support him from crying out It is God that giveth the increase, for he alone has a horror and despair? What is it that can make said of every plant, that its seed is in itself, and he, * man in this case lift up his head with any comfort alone, also blesses the springing thereof. Thus He er content? What remains now but a fearful expec works in nature ; and of the same kind, also, are his tation of fiery indignation? And hath not this man gracious dealings with men. It is his right alone to some of the sparks of hell flung into his conscience ? create, and to give fruitfulness: blessed is the man

-doth not the never-dying worm begin to gnaw?- is who knows this truth, believes it, and relies upon it. not the fire already kindled that shall never be It was the season of spring, and in the fields which quenched? And what provisions are now laid in to the plough had prepared, the sowers were casting live upon? What must be his food, what his drink, the corn into a thousand furrows, and already their what his clothing, his inheritance, his lodging, his hopes looked forward to plentiful harvests. An aged employment, his companions? Must he not feed upon labourer, on the edge of a small plot of ground, was che fruit of his own folly ? Must he not drink of the preparing to scatter his handful. I accosted him, eup of God's wrath ? Must he not lodge in a bed of and asked if the land which he cultivated were Hames? Shall not his employment be to reap the crop fertile. “Sometimes it bears more, sometimes less," of sorrows for ever which he sowed in time? Are not he answered, “that depends on the weather and the che devils and damned like to be his companions for season.” “ Above all," I answered seriously, “it ever?-Janeway.

depends on the blessing of Him, to whom belong the

land, and the corn, and the sun, and the rains, in NEVER PROCRASTINATE,

every place.”

“You are right," said the labourer ;“ indeed it is You will please not to forget to ask the place for in vain we work' unless God blesses our fields." ne, sir,” said a pale blue-eyed boy, as he brushed | “ Well," said I, drawing nearer to the old man, he coat of the man of leisure at his lodgings. “have you prayed to God before you began to sow?

“ Certainly not,” said Mr I. “ I shall be going have you asked from him that blessing, which his cbat way in a day or two."

goodness will not refuse to his children? Are you

about to sow your field as a Christian should do, or “ Did you ask for the place for me yesterday?"

as too many labourers do, without thinking of our said the pale boy on the following day, with a quiver

heavenly Father, who gives us all things through ing lip, as he performed the same office.

Jesus Christ his Son, that he may be gloritied?" "No," was the answer. “I was busy ; but I will “I had not thought of it,” said the old man ; to-day."

“perhaps I was wrong."

* Should you like me now to do it with you?" I “ Heaven help my poor mother!" murmured the

inquired. “We will do it from the heart, and the boy, and gazed listlessly on the penny Mr I- laid

God of heaven will hear and answer us, for the sake in his hand.

of Jesus Christ." The old man thanked me. We The boy went home. He ran to the hungry chil prayed to the Lord to bless the springing of that dren with the loaf of bread he had earned by brushing seed, and I took leave of the labourer. the gentlemen's coats at the inn. They shouted with

Days and nights followed: the blade sprang and

grew, the ear appeared, and the full corn ripened ; joy, and his mother held out her emaciated hand for

and the man, who, whilst the Lord was working, a portion, while a sickly smile flitted across her face.

had gone backwards and forwards, had slept and “Mother, dear,” said the boy, “ Mr I thinks

forgotten his field, when he saw it white for the he can get me the place, and I shall have three harvest, came and brought his family to gather the meals a-day-only think, mother, three meals! and

sheaves. At that time, I again passed the field of

the old man, and he then called to me, and, showing it won't take me three minutes to run home and

me the plentiful rich crop which covered his land, share them with you."

said to me, with earnestness, " You see, our prayer The morning came, and the pale boy's voice has not been useless, I have never yet had so large a trembled with earnestness as he asked Mr 1- if crop: this year, God has greatly blessed my field ; he had applied for the place.

we prayed together, now let us give thanks together." "Not yet," said the man of leisure, “but there is

And as I continued my walk, I thought to myself,

how often the word of God speaks of the sowing and time enough.”

reaping of the earth, to give men instruction as to The penny that morning was wet with tears.

heavenly things ; and, in particular, to encourage Another morning arrived.

the Christian, and especially the minister of the “ It is very thoughtless in the boy to be so late," | gospel, in his work of faith and labour of love, in the said Mr I , “Not a soul here to brush my coat."

midst of his field-the world. It is said, “ Pray ye The child came at length, his face swollen with

the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth

labourers into the harvest." Pray, then, that the weeping. ·

seed of the kingdom may prosper. Pray in the "I am sorry to disappoint you," said the man of morning, and withhold not your prayer in the evening.

Cast thy bread upon the face of the waters, in the away their time than to redeem it, prodigal of their name of the Lord, and wait upon him that your precious hours, as if they had more than they could labours may be blessed. - Rev. C. Malun.

tell what to do withal: our season is short, and we make it shorter. How sad a thing is it to hear men

coinplain, O what shall we do to drive away the THE TWO DEATH-BEDS.

time? Sad a dying youth to his weeping friends : “I am Alas, even Sabbath-time, the purest, the most

| refined part of time, a creation out of a creation entering upon my last journey, which, so far from

time consecrated by Divine sanction-how cheap and being terrible, is inviting and delightful. I feel the

common is it in most men's eyes; while many do sin infirmities of nature, but my sense of pain is lost in away, and the most do idle away those hallowed my ardent hope of salvation. I have heartily re- hours! Seneca was wont to jeer the Jews for their pented of all my sins, and firmly believe, through the ill husbandry, in that they lost one day in seven, mercies of my God and the redeeming merits of my

meaning their Sabbath: truly it is too true of the

most of Christians, they lose one day in seven, what. Saviour, that I shall be numbered with the chosen

ever else; the Sabbath for the most part is but a lost of God." And he died.

day; while some spend it totally upon their lusts, Said another, in his dying moments, without God and the most, I had almost said the best, do fill up ind without hope: “My life has been spent-fool- the void spaces and intervals of the Sabbath from ishly spent- because it never yielded one hour of pul

public worship with idleness and vanity! But oh! olid happiness. I have lived withont thinking of

when trouble comes, and danger comes, and death

comes; when the sword is at the body, the pistol rod, and why should he now think of me, except it

at the breast, the knife at the throat, death e to judge and to damn me? God will not, cannot, at the door, how precious would one of those orgive me." And he died.

despised hours be! Evil days cry with a loud voice Reader, like the above-named persons, you may be ' in our ears, Redeem the time : that caution was oung. Like the latter, you may be fond of the

! written from the tower in Rome. “Redeeming the

| time because the days are evil," Eph. v. 16. In lifevorld. And if so, listen to the words of the inspired

-! threatening dangers, when God threatens, as it were. enman: “Rejoice in thy youth, and let thy heart that time shall be no more, Rev. x. 6, then we can heer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the think of redeeming time for prayer, for reading, for vays of thine heart and in the sight of thine eyes; meditation, for studying and clearing out our evidenut know thou, that for all these things God will ces for heaven, for doing and receiving good, accordring thee into judgment.” As if God should say in

ing to opportunities presented; yea, then we can

cather up the very broken fragments of time, th he midst of your pleasures, Go, if you will, and

nothing may be lost. Then God teacheth the soul aingle in the scenes of the world-go to the place of what a choice piece of wisdom it is for Christians, xciting amusement or revelry-go to the card-table if it were possible, to be beforehand with time; for ind the ball-room, the dram-shop and the theatre usually it comes to pass, through our unskilfulness :ssociate with the thoughtless and sceptical, violate and improvidence, that we are surprised by death; he Sabbath and reject the Word of God, till all the

and we that reckoned upon years—many years-yet

to come, have not, possibly, so many hours to make ni dness, all the ingenuousness, all the simplicity and

ready our accounts. It may be, this night is the nnocence of youth, is lost in the wreck of vice; but summons, and then if our time be done, and our arry with you the overwhelming thought, that for work to be begun, in what a case are we! The soul Jll these things God will bring you into judgment. / must needs be in perplexity at the hour of death, (es, trifling as you suppose your sins may be, God

that seeth the day spent, and its work yet to do. A

traveller that seeth the sun setting when he is but vill bring you into judgment. A trifling sin is

entering on his journey, cannot but be aghast : the -rifling with the eternal God. Triflers in youth, or evening of our day, and the morning of our task, do nanhood, or age, will stand before a tribunal where not well agree together; that time which remaineth -rifles will assume a solemn reality. In the sufferings 1 is too short to lament the loss of by past time. By of Jesus Christ on the cross, you behold not only an

such hazards God doth come upon the soul as the ffecting exhibition of God's mercy for the guilty,

angel upon Peter in prison, and smites upon our but also the clearest evidence of his abhorrence of

sides, bids us rise up quickly, and gird up ourselves,

and bind on our sandals, &c., Acts xii. 7, that we sin. Deal not in little sins, lest the blood which was may redeem lost opportunities, and do much work "shed for the remission of sins," become a “savour in a little time; it is a pity to lose any thing of that of death unto death."-Family Visiter.

which is so precious and so short, I Cor. vii. 29.

TIME-REDEMPTION.

BREAD FOUND AFTER MANY DAYS. Time-redemption is one of the lessons which God

AN ANECDOTE RELATED BY THE REV. ROBERT YOUNG. teacheth those whom he corrects. In our tranquilli WHEN I was in the West Indies, I heard of a poor ty, how many golden hours do we throw down the

e soldier who had been condemned to die, and I wished, stream which we are like never to see again; for one whereof the time may come, when we would

to see him in his condemned cell. On applying to give rivers of oil, the wealth of both the Indies, the gaoler, he allowed me to do so, on condition that mountains of precious stones, if they were our own, I should be enclosed in the dungeon during the interand yet neither would they be found a sufficient val of meals, for some hours. That, in & West India price for the redemption of any one lost moment!

dungeon, was not a very agreeable thing. However, It was the complaint of the very moralist, and may be much more our complaint, Who is there among

as I had a sincere desire to talk with this man, I subus that knows how to value time, and prize a day mitted to the condition, and was shut up with him. at a due rate? Most men study rather how to pass I found him an interesting young man ; and, to my

MOROSENESS.

surprise, his countenance indicated pleasure rather weer—and merely to look at them is enough to give chan grief, when I presented myself before him. Il you wintry sensations on a summer's day. Then began to enquire relative to the state of his mind,

there are others who have some evident joy of exist

ence, but who are as evidently their own all in alland, to my astonishment, he told me that he had ob

trim and tidy souls, like a box-tree clipped and tained salvation through the Lord Jesus Christ. He

rounded—not troubled with any tendrils-any outwent on to detail, in a most interesting manner, how going affections or redundant emotions-snug, combe had found his way to the Redeemer. Knowing fortable people, who carry their universe in a carpetthat no pious person had previously visited him, I bag, who love some people very dearly, but who also wished to be informed how he had obtained his light,

love with the same sort of love the velvet cushion or

the easy chair which tits their dispositions and acwhen he gave me the following narrative :-“Ob !

commodates their varying fancies. It is not good sir," he said, “I was a scholar in a Sabbath school to have no heart at all, or a heart only for one's self. at Nottingham. I was a very bad boy. I was ex. There is no need to be in such ignoble case. The pelled from the school twice in consequence of my gospel not only says, "My son, give me thine heart," conduct. I cherished evil principles in my heart,

but it gives the man a heart to give. The moment

its joyous life wells up in a weary soul, the desert because I was an exceedingly dissipated young man.

blossoms like the rose. Seeds of unsuspected gladIn a fit of intoxication I enlisted as a soldier, and, in

ness are quickened into life, and existence begins to a few days, left my native town. Soon afterwards I wear a face of interest and gaiety, which perhaps it was sent out to this country; and I fear my conduct did not wear even when viewed over the cradle's has broken the heart of my widowed mother. After

merry edge. And the churl's heart grows bountiful. I had been in this country some time, I did not like

The little self-contained soul of the worldling ex

pands till it comes in contact with a broad surface the army, and deserted. I was apprehended, and

of existence, and wonders to find so much that is flogged. I deserted again. I was betrayed by a

kindly and forthdrawing in objects which he forcompanion, apprehended, and am now sentenced to merly dreaded or despised; and in the dilatation of die. When I came to this loathsome place, I was as his delighted heart-in the ready rush of his bene dark and as ignorant of God as it was possible for volent and compassionate feelings, and in the newly. any sinner to be. I meditated vengeance against the

tasted luxury of doing good-he enters on a domain person who informed of me, and against my judges,

of enjoyment, whose existence he formerly regarder

as a hyperbole or a fairy tale. But, above all, per and I thought that I would be amply revenged if I

fect peace casteth out selfishness. The joy of ai could but escape from my place of imprisonment ; ascertained forgiveness—the happy outset on a Zion. but, when left alone to my own reflections, I thought of ward pilgrimage-the felt shining of God's uplifter the Sabbath school at Nottingham, and all at once the

countenance-it gives the man all the generosity o: instructions which I received there flashed upon my

excessive gladness, the comprehensive good-will of 1

peace which passeth understanding-that eye-kind mind. I wept, I prayed; my heart was broken, and

ling, lip-opening gratitude, which relieves itself in. I found my way to that Saviour who had been so doxologies of brotherly kindness, in deeds of tender often named in the school to which I refer; and, mercy; and the love of God shed forth abundantly, blessed be God," said he," he has manifested his love teaches the man the new lesson-to love his brother to my heart, and saved me from the fear of death.” also.--James Hamilton. The time came when he was led forth to be shot. When he arrived at the place of his execution, his THE YOUNG SWEARER REBUKED. conversation, and the whole of his proceedings, indicated the tranquillity of his mind. He then knelt up

A MINISTER sailing up the Hudson river in a on his coffin, prayed for himself, for his regiment, for

sloop, some forty years since, was pained by the his mother, if still alive, and expressed himself in

profaneness of a young man. Seeking a favourable

opportunity, he told him he had wounded his feelterms of confidence and hope. The commandingofficer appeared deeply affected, and evidently felt

ings by speaking against his best Friend--the much reluctance in performing his painful duty. At

Saviour. The young man showed no relentings, and length, however, in a tremulous voice, he said,

at one of the landings left the boat. The minister * Make ready!-present !-fire !"-and in a moment

was pained, and feared that his labours were in vain. that soldier lay a bleeding and lifeless corpse. Now

Seven years after, as this minister went to the Genhere was bread found after many days. That Sun

eral Assembly at Philadelphia, a young man acday-school teacher at Nottingham had no idea that

costed him, saying, he thought he remembered his he had done any good to this young man; when he

countenance, and asked him if he was not on board left the school he had no hope concerning him; and

a sloop on the Hudson river seven years before with yet the seed which had been scattered in Nottingham,

| a profane young man. At length the circumstances produced glorious fruit in a West Indian dungeon.

were called to mind. “I," said he, "am that young man. After I left the sloop, I thought I had injur

ed both you and your Saviour. I was led to him for THE GOSPEL GIVES A MAN A HEART. mercy, and felt that I must preach his love to others. THERE are some people who look with a languid eye

I am now in the ministry, and have come as a on every thing; and there are others who have an representative to this Assembly." interest in nothing which does not contribute to their own comfort. There are some absolutely joy

MOROSENESS. less spirits from which every particle of zest has evaporated-who lag through life so listlessly that Let us take heed of a morose, sour, natural disposi gothing makes them smile, and nothing makes them tion. If it doth not hinder many fruits of love, yet

it sullies the glory of its exercise extremely. Some guineas; the probability is, that, with his well-known good persons have so much of Nabal in them, that disregard of money, it was invaluable. The tradiit blasts the sweet fruit of love which comes from tion in current vogue used to be, that, when young them. It is soured with something of an ill disposition, that hath no life or beauty in it. It is a great

Miller was in India, he heard that, in the court of mistake to believe that grace only subdues our carnal

Tippoo Saib, an exquisite instrument was in use by corruption, and doth not change our natural tem- one of the Sultan's band; and, having pushed his per. I believe grace changes the natural temper, way to Seringapatam, he so enchanted the sovereign and ennobles it. It makes the “ leopard to lie down by his performances, as to obtain possession of the with the kid," and " the bear to eat straw with the prize Whater

prize. Whatever may have been the means by ox," as it is promised. It makes the froward meek, the passionate patient, and the moroge benign and

which he came to be possessed of it, he acquired it kind. And we are to apply grace to these ends and

in India. That which is the instrument of happiness, purposes, and not to humour and please ourselves, as or glory, though in itself unimportant, becomes inthough such things are our natural disposition. teresting to its possessor, and often the fond object Grace comes to alter our natural dispositions that of superstitious affection. The horse which carried are unsuited to love, and indispose us for it. We

Alexander through his wars, was next to deified by are apt to excuse ourselves and one another, and hope that Christ will do so too, however this or that

the hero. Mr Miller's violin had more than carried is much from (contrary to our natural temper. him to the height of his fame and popularity; it had Pray let us not act thus; our natural tempers are to been the companion of his wanderings in a foreign be cured by grace, or it hath not its perfect work land; it had soothed his hours of weariness on board upon us.-Dr Owen.

ship; and it had given life to, and made vocal, the

deep, tender, enthusiastic, and melancholy emotions TWO SWEARERS CONVERTED BY MEANS of his inmost soul. When, however, Mr Miller was OF A TRACT.

brought to feel the necessity of a perfect decision in A GENTLEMAN, resident in Longton, employed a

religion, he found that this instrument stood in his Christian man to circulate religious tracts. The fol

| way; it was the idol of his heart; he was perfectly lowing statement, showing the usefulness of his la

wedded to it; and he felt it to be a great spare. bours, has been given :

“ With almost unexampled firmness and resolution," About six months ago, in the course of his inter

adds his biographer, “ he laid it aside—though at esting employment, he called upon a poor afflicted

the time he was esteemed the second, if not the first, female; he immediately entered into conversation

performer in England—with the purpose never to on religious subjects, and was pleased to find she was

touch it more; and he kept his resolution to the day

of his death." not a stranger to the hope of the gospel. She gave him to understand that she was the subject of painful trials, and had to suffer much from the violence

STRANGERS AND SOJOURNERS. of a “ wicked, swearing husband." To use my infor Am I a stranger and a sojourner with God? Let me mant's own words: “ Before I left her, I presented realize, let me exemplify the condition. Let me look her with a tract called 'The Swearer's Prayer ;' but for the treatment such characters commonly meet she had no hope that her husband would receive it.

with. Like widow, and orphans, they are often im. I then directed her to lay it in his way, that he

posed upon, and wronged, and injured. They are

turned into ridicule and reproach, because of their might meet with it by accident; thinking with her,

speech, their dress, their manner, and usages. And that he might pay more attention to it than if pre Christians are a peculiar people. They are men sented in the ordinary way.” She acted according wondered at. The Saviour tells them not to marvel to the direction given, and in a short time the tract

if the world hates them, for they are not of the world, met the husband's eye. He read it over, and ap

even as he is not of the world. This treatment is, in

reality,a privilege rather than a matter of complaint. peared agitated; he read it over several times, and

It is when I am admired and caressed, and I find every became greatly alarmed; he saw his own spiritual thing agreeable in my circumstances, it is then I feel character so strikingly set forth, that a deep anxiety something of the settler. But the disadvantages of for his spiritual interests, and an ardent desire for my state make me think of home, because this is not salvation, were awakened. In the midst of these im

my rest.--Jay. pressions he sent for a companion in iniquity. They both read the tract together, and it produced similar ADVANTAGE OF AFFLICTION. results in the second instance. The awful statements

If the storm-beaten, benighted, and weary traveller, of that tract were like “ a nail fastened in a sure

instead of tramping along a miry road on foot, trace." From that time they began to attend a place velled in a coach and six on the turnpike road, and of worship ; they yielded to the impressions of Divine had every comfort around him, do you think that grace ; and both became united to a Christian church, he would fully enjoy the friendly hearth and the in which they remain.

happy home at the end of his journey? O no! It is the wind and the rain, the rough path, the cold,

the darkness, and the toil, that makes his fireside SELF-DENIAL.

brighter, and the comforts of his habitation doubly The late Rev. W. E. Miller, before he devoted him

sweet to him. Pilgrim to Zion think of this!

Earthly trials and afflictions are not joyous, but grieself to the Wesleyan ministry, was an eminent

vious, yet what a value do they give to our heavenly musician in Sheffield. He possessed a violin which, expectations ? While called to bear the cross, let it it is said, he estimated at the value of three hundred remind us of the crown!

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