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save me, me much sin, but he have house for me, better than the best ship." He added much more that I cannot remember and all in the same strain.

When I returned to him the next day, I found his disorder taking a worse turn, and it was evident that he could not live long. Up to this day he had suffered great pain, but he was now free from it, a fatal symptom, that mortification had begun : however he was deceived by it, into a belief that he was getting better, and his first words to me were, "Mr. R-, me think God have something more for me to do in this world, but me am in his hands to do his good." I told him I could not know what the Lord's will might be, that his best comfort was, that living or dying he was the Lord's, and that all things would work together for his good, because he loved his Saviour. His thoughts seemed to run this day much upon past experience. He spoke several times of the evil of a sea-life, of transgressions into which it had led him, and repeated more than once that it was a hell upon earth, because of bad men. Alluding to his late shipmates, he said "they beat me, they call me, you no man,' because me no drink, me no go to hell." He then repeated something 66 me stick

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by them." I asked him what he meant ;

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he turned and looked full upon me, and said, my compass is the word of God, it guide me to the Saviour,-me anchor in him-he save me from sin and hell." The tears then stood in his eyes as he said, “me have a mother thirteen years ago in my own country; she poor, she not able to keep me, but she bring my heart to God, before she sent me away."

He asked me what day to-morrow would be; and when I told him, Sunday, he said, "God could make Sunday for him though he lay there." He told me for the first time that he had a wife, to whom he had been married about three weeks before his last voyage, who was living with her parents in Liverpool, and to whom he requested me to write. I promised to do so. He then said, "I should like to take leave of her, but she could do little for me now; when I die, some good person will put my body any where, my soul will not be with it:" when I added, your Saviour will know where to find it, he replied, "Yes, Sir," in that tone which was peculiar to him. When I got up to go away, he took my hand in his and said,

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me much glad to have you to talk to, Mr. R-, only afraid me tire you." No, John, I replied it is a great pleasure to me. I must often visit sick beds, and I am never vexed or tired, but when I find that those

who are going to die, have neglected to acquaint themselves with God through Christ, and to be at peace; and I am glad to find you have not put off preparations for your long journey, to the moment of your setting out. He was evidently able to comprehend me, for he added a remark of singular force, and beautifully applicable to what I had been saying: 66 yes, Sir, I must make my bed in the morning, while I have time, or I can have no rest at night."

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This was my last interview with this poor sufferer, and I regret it on my account, though I could have been but of little benefit to him his soul was past human help, and he was walking in the strength of his covenant God, through the dark valley; but it would have been good for me to be where I might see the triumph of faith over the strength of death, and the victory of the soldier of Christ over his last enemy. How. ever, the next day I was confined to my own house, by a severe illness, and before I could again go out, all was over, the spirit had passed to join the company of angels and just men made perfect.

From his lowly ward in the Hospital of T-, this poor man speaks a word in season to those parents who are endeavouring to bring up their children in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. He remem

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bered his mother bringing him to the Saviour, and he wept tears of joy at the recollection. He was probably the child of many prayers, which were answered in the peacefulness and hope of his dying hour. He died in a strange land, but he was a member of that family which is gathered out of every name and nation-that family which is bonded together by better ties than those of nature-that family to which the Lord Almighty has said, "I will be a father to you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters." How truly wise, how truly provident is that parent, who endeavours to lead little children to Christ; that through him they may be made meet for an inheritance among the sons and daughters of God; the world in its wisdom insists upon the necessity of making provision for a family, and in this the world speaks a truth of which it knows not the power; let parents (humbly asking God to give increase upon their labour) endeavour to plant in their children's hearts, the knowledge of this blessed fact, that "God was in Christ reconciling the world to himself," and that he was thus manifested because he so loved the world; and then indeed, they may be said to have made a good provision for the objects of their care, a provision not subject to the changes of this un

certain world-a provision which will sup ply the soul with strength, comfort and peace, when this cheating world has withdrawn its favour and countenance, and when the soul most needs the assurance of a stedfast faith in the promises of God.

DIALOGUE III.

Child. Now, dear mother, will you talk to me again about good things?

Mother. What do you mean by good thing s?

Ch. You talked to me the other day about God and heaven, and about Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit, and the Bible.

M. These are indeed good things, my dear child, and I am very willing to talk with you about them; but there is a great difference between talking about good things and loving them; talking about them will not do us much good, unless we also love them.

Ch. Indeed, mother, I do love them, I always love what is good-I love God because he is good, and I love to read in the Bible

M. I am very glad to hear you say sobut if you do indeed love God you will try to please Him, and will do what He commands you; if you love what is good, you will try to be good.

Ch. Indeed I do, dear mother, and I will. M. Stop a little, let us consider-do you never feel inclined to be naughty when you ought to be good; tell me, do you never feel disposed to be idle when you ought to work; and to neglect your lessons

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