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that “there is joy in the presence of the angels in heaven over one sinner that repenteth.” It is not only the angels that are waiting, the devils in hell are exulting in the prospect that they shall have another spirit as wicked as themselves to join them. Now seeing that both in heaven and hell there are spirits striving which shall have the mastery, oh! choose, choose, ere it be too late, for your day of grace may be almost gone, and future time you are not certain of, and God has put as it were a stop to such expectations as these ; for he says, in 2 Cor. vi. 2, “Now is the accepted time; now is the day of salvation.” Seeing that now is the time, let us determine, in the strength and with the assistance of the Almighty, to be henceforth wholly on his side, for he assures us, in the words of a most comforting promise and stimulus, to proceed on our journey, which you will find recorded in Rev. iii. 2, “To him that uvercometh will I grant to sit with me on my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father on his throne.” In the verse preceeding the one I have just quoted, you will see that he is very near us: he says, “be. hold I stand at the door and knock." If this were an earthly friend that was standing at the door knocking, you would soon open to him ; but, oh! consider how long has Christ been knocking at the door of your heart for admittance; long, I am afraid. Then open the door, and receive your greatest friend, and enjoy his company; for he says, if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and sup with him, and he with me." Our Lord will pronounce a blessing on the servants that he finds watching when he comes. It is written in St. Luke xii. 37, 38, “ blessed are those servants whom the Lord, when he cometh, shall find watching;" and if he shall come in the second watch, or come in the third watch, and find them so, blessed are those servants. What an unspeakable privilege it is to be blessed of the Lord. Noah preached to the people to repent during the 120 years he was building the ark; that if they would only hear, and do what he preached to them, they might be saved. The ark of the Lord is already made, and ministers are preaching and praying that men should come into it. The burden of the song is, "come”-ministers say, "come"—the word says, “come”and the Spirit says,

come,' come into the ark," Our Lord

come, for all things are now ready.” A gracious promise he makes to those that do come, for he says,

him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out.” Lastly,

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let the wicked turn from his evil ways, and give the angels joy ; and go, and God speed you, and let the eyes of Jesus have no more occasion to weep.



THE LAW OF GOD. • REMEMBER that thou keep Enjoy thyself, and do thine own holy the Sabbath day. Six days pleasure, on the Sabbath day: shalt thou labour, and do all thy six days thou labourest hard, work: But the seventh day is therefore take the seventh day the Sabbath of the Lord thy for thine own day. Buy and God: in it thou shalt not do any sell on the Sabbath day, and work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy work as much as thou desirest daughter, thy manservant, nor for thine own profit. Care not thy raidservant, nor thy cattle, to set thy children a good exnor thy servant that is within ample, and let them follow their thy gats: For in six days the own pleasure on the Sabbath Lord made heaven and earth, day. Make thy manservant and the sea, and all that in them is, maidservant labour on the Saband rested the seventh day: bath day, and use thine horse or wherefore the Lord blessed the thine ass for thine own pleasure, Sabbath day, and hallowed it." or hire him out for thy neigh(Exodus xx. 8-11.)

bour's gratification. Travel, or labour, or take thy pleasure on the Sabbath, or do anything thou wilt, save keeping it holy

to the Lord thy God. Reader, which do you like best; the law of God, or the law of Satan?



Keeps holy the Sabbath day, and neither buys, nor sells, nor labours on it himself, nor suffers his children or servants to do any of these things. He knows the Lord cares for the cattle, and, therefore, he takes care to give them a day of rest.

He expects no blessing on his six days' la. bour, if he robs God of his own day, and, therefore, he gives it to him. He is glad that he has the opportunity of learning more of God's will and ways, and delights to endeavour to prepare

Makes the Sabbath an unholy day; and buys, and sells, and la. bours, or takes his pleasure on it as suits his own convenience, and gives his children liberty to do the same.

He robs his servants and cattle of the day of rest, which is their right from God. He takes the Sabbath for his own day, and cares not for any blessing on his six days' labour, as he believes he shall do well enough by his own strength and power. He knows nothing of the employments or language



himself for the enjoyment of the of heaven, and cares less about eternal Sabbath which remaineth either. He hopes he shall go to for the people of God.

heaven when he dies, because he supposes it is a happy place; but he cares not whether he is fittest company for holy angels, or for the evil ones that delight

in sin. Reader, are you a servant of God, or a servant of Satan? If you have been baptized, remember that you have solemnly promised to be Christ's faithful soldier and servant to your life's end, therefore, if you are serving Satan, you are a rebel and a deserter. THE WAGES OF THE SERVANT

OF GOD. « Peace I leave with you, my There is no peace to the peace I give unto you: not as wicked. They feed as it were the world giveth, give I unto on ashes.

• Ye have sown you.” (John xiv. 27.) “Bread much, and bring in little; ye shall be given him; his waters eat, but ye have not enough; ye shall be sure.” (Is. xxxiii. 16.) drink, but ye are not filled with If God so clothe the grass of drink; ye clothe you, but there the field, shall he not much more is none warm; and he that earn. clothe you?” (Matt. vi. 30.) eth wages earneth wages to put The blessing of the Lord it it into a bag with holes.” (Hag: maketh rich, and he addeth no i. 6.) “I have seen the wicked sorrow with it.” “I have been

in great power, and spreading young, and now am old; yet himself like a green bay tree. never saw I the righteous for- Yet he passed away, and, lo, he saken, nor his seed begging was not: yea, I sought him, but their bread.” “I give unto them he could not be found. «These eternal life; and they shall shall go away into everlasting never perish, neither shall any punishment." (Matt. xxv. 46.) man pluck them out of my 6. Their worm dieth not, and (John X. 28.)

« Fear

the fire is not quenched.” (Mark not, little flock; it is your heavenly Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom.”

Reader, which do you like the best; the wages of the servant of God, or the wages of the servant of Satan? Of course you will say, the wages of the servant of God; but, remember, if you will do Satan's work, you must receive Satan's wages. You cannot live like a servant of Satan here, and like a servant of God hereafter. You cannot go to heaven, if you know nothing of its ways, its language, and its dress.

It happened once upon a time, that a poor English labourer did some service to a great king of France; and, as a reward, the king asked him to come and live with him in his palace in France. It



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was a beautiful place, that palace; full of silks, and satins, and pictures, and carpets, and mirrors, and fine furniture. The gardens were full of flowers, and trees, and fountains, and shady walks. There was plenty to eat and drink; plenty of music, and singing, and dancing. The English labourer thought this all very fine, and was sure he should be very happy there. He began to talk to some of the fine people who were walking in the gardens, when, to his surprise, he found they could not understand one word he said; and when they spoke to him, he could not make out one word they said. He did not know their language. The king had offered him some new clothes, but he thought his Sunday vest would be quite good enough to wear every day there; but when he saw the beauti. ful clothes those people wore, he felt quite ashamed of his own; they were so very mean and poor by the side of theirs, he wanted a new dress.

• Well,” thought he, “I'll do as they do, however;" but when he came to try, he found he could do nothing as they did it. He had lived in a poor cottage all his life, and they had been trained for the palace for many years, and all their ways were different from his. He did not know their ways; and the poor man was very glad to leave the palace, where all was strange, and to return to his humble cottage again.

Sabbath breaker, suppose you were put into heaven to-night, what would you feel there? The glorious angels and saints there are all holy; they talk of holy things; they praise the holy God. You do not know their language, for you have not learned to be holy. The people of heaven are clothed in white garments, washed in the blood of Jesus. God Almighty offers you a white garment, and you will not go to Jesus to receive it; so you are not dressed like the people of heaven. The saints and angels follow God's will, and walk in his ways. You do not know the ways and will of God, and you have never given one Sabbath to try and learn them.

Sabbath breaker, if you were put into heaven, you could not be happy there, and you would rather (awful to say!) come back to your earthly pleasures again. But you cannot get into heaven, unless you know the language and the ways, and are clothed in the dress of its people. And if you cannot get into heaven, where must you go? There is only one other place-hell! You cannot be happy there. Yet there Sabbath breakers must go.

Oh! dear reader, cease to be a Sabbath breaker. In mercy to your never-dying soul, give the very next Sabbath, and all the other Sabbaths you may have, to learn the language, the dress, and the ways of heaven; and may God the Father teach you, by his holy Spirit, for the sake of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

ARRACAN, IN WESTERN ASIA. Of all the men I ever knew, brother Comstock was the most labo.

He laboured faithfully and zealously for six years, seeing but one single convert in all that time ; and yet I never heard him speak as if he was discouraged. He was always full of hope, and laboured on as if he knew the end was certain.

I shall never forget my parting scene with brother Comstock and his wife. They had come down to the coast to see us off, and one evening, while we were at their house, word was sent from the ship, which lay about two miles off in the bay, that we must get ready to go on board. Mrs. Comstock, being then too unwell to go the length of the ship, took her two children, and walked with them towards a grove of tamarind trees near the house, and when she had walked some little distance she paused a moment, and looked at each of her children with a mother's look of love, and imprinted a mother's kiss upon the forehead of each ; then she raised her eyes to heaven, and silently invoked blessings on their heads, when she turned and walked again into the house. Brother Comstock, and his two children, who were to return with us, for the purpose of being educated in this country, came off to the ship together, and when we had descended to the cabin, he entered one of the state rooms with his children; there he knelt with them in prayer, and then, laying his hands upon their heads, he bestowed a father's blessing upon them, tears all the while streaming down his cheeks. He took his leave of me with a gentle pressure of the hand, and I followed him to the side of the vessel, watching him as he descended into the small boat, which lay alongside, and which was to convey him to the shore. When he reached the boat, he turned his face up to me, still bedewed with tears, and exclaimed, “ REMEMBER, BROTHER KINCAID, SIX MEN FOR ARRACAN.” I never saw him again, and the very day we took on board a pilot off Sandy Hook was the day on which sister Comstock died. I mention these things to prove to those who think that they make great sacrifices in contributing & little to the cause of missions, that they know nothing of sacrifices at all. The last words of the brother who made such sacrifices, were, “ Six men for Arracan." His grave is now at Ramsee. Sister Comstock's grave is at the same place, under the tamarind trees near the place where she lived and laboured so many years ; and her children lie by her side. In Ramsee is the grave of sister Abbott; and there her children lie too. Ah! my friends, could you have seen them, you would have known what it was to make sacrifices for the missionary cause. Brother and sister Stilson are there alone, by the graves of those with whom they had toiled and laboured, and I ask you, in the words of brother Comstock, shall we go back without the six men for Arracan"?

'Tis sweet to hear the Sabbath bells

Peal forth their hallowed chime;
So cheeringly their music tells

Of a holier, happier clime.

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