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"No music's like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be."

My soul pondered these words till a blessed gracious melting power flowed into it, carrying the heart's desires and affections towards the blessed Jesus. The feelings of my mind were brought to enter into the precious saying, "None but Christ! none but Christ!" I felt I did not want any but Him. I lay blessedly awake, in my soul inwardly talking to the Lord, humbly confessing my sins, and asking him to give me a word to satisfy my soul I was in a pardoned state before him. The words then came into my mind: "As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us." The heart-softening power of the blessed Spirit of Christ prompted me to be fervent and rather bold in asking favours of the great God. Yet I am sure it was not a presumptuous boldness, but caused by my soul being under his mighty humbling hand.

While under this soul-refreshing visit, it came into my mind that there were three Divine Persons in the Holy and everblessed Trinity; and it seemed to me as if the Father's gracious presence was very near to my soul; and I felt such an openness of heart before him while I used the language of the prodigal son, "Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, and am no more worthy to be called thy son." O how my poor yielding heart was drawn to him as "the Father of mercies!" I am quite sure that it is only under the gracious visits and teaching of the Holy Ghost that the blessed truths of the Bible are known savingly. I felt my confessions to the Father of mercies were acceptable in his sight, and could thank and praise him for his great mercies to me, an unworthy sinner. I never felt any love to the Lord while wilfully committing sin, but I have felt a love to him when truly and willingly confessing it.

It then came into my mind to speak to God's dear Son. And O! when I began doing so, such a sense of my baseness and sins rested upon my heart, and how he had suffered for them out of love to my soul, and to redeem me from them. He appeared to be near my soul, not in anger, but in pity, sympathy, and power, which kept up quite a precious heart-warmth within. I felt there was a meaning in the words: "He shall baptize you with the Holy Ghost, and with fire."

It then came into my mind about the Holy Ghost, and how I had grieved him, and had been so ungrateful to him for what he had done in my soul. Here was I, a poor hell-deserving sinner, telling the great JEHOVAH all I could think of about my sins baseness, backslidings, and ingratitude; and here was the dear Lord pouring in his goodness, Word, and blessing into my soul, so as to "overcome and win my heart." My poor soul was now full, and my eyes overflowing with tears. I had hard work to refrain from breaking out aloud. Fear of waking others in the house caused me to refrain therefrom.

After speaking in my heart to the Holy Ghost, in a way I am

sure he approved of, it came into my mind about Ruth gleaning in the field of Boaz. I felt I was led into the fruitful field of the gospel Boaz, the Lord Jesus Christ; and was enabled by the Holy Ghost to glean therefrom that which did indeed strengthen my heart. "None but Christ! None but Christ!" is the quickened soul's food.

The fire was then kept burning by the words being brought to my mind (Zech. iv. 7): "Who art thou, O great mountain? Before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain; and he shall bring forth the headstone thereof with shoutings, crying, Grace, grace unto it!" Something secret within seemed to tell me that God would make these words good in my experience, and that all the great mountains of my sins, guilt, darkness, and misery would be removed by my great Zerubbabel, and that through him I should triumph at last, shouting, "Grace, grace unto it."

As my feelings subsided a little, the 28rd psalm came to my mind, and it repeated itself in my heart as if it was for me. He was leading me beside the still waters, restoring my soul, spreading a table before me, and following me with his goodness and mercy.

While thus musing, it came to my mind about my present posi tion, which is rather an outcast one; but I soon said that the Lord knew all about it; and all I could do was feelingly and willingly to fall into his ever-wise, powerful, and gracious hands. This is a safe place, and the only one. I felt willing for him to do what he chose with me. Ah! it is the felt blessing of the Lord that produces true resignation to his will.

The clock now struck three. How glad I was to be kept so nicely awake for one hour by Him who never slumbers nor sleeps! I have not had such an hour before for years. I feel these are clearing-up, clearing-out, refreshing, favoured, confirming times, when the true knowledge of the Lord and his words, works, and ways are made known to the soul in some small degree. I feel these things are intended not for my soul to rest in, but as encouragements for me to be looking unto Jesus only.

I cannot relate all that passed through my mind on the occasion, but from it I do know this, that God is good, gracious, and merciful; that Jesus is the real Friend of real sinners. One found not at big dinners, but in hard-up times, and that no real profit can come to a sinner's soul but by the gracious inflowings of the Holy Ghost.

O to be a God-pardoned sinner! What a high favour! And all for Christ's sake, and through his precious blood.

Such new life flowed into my heart, that led to the service of thankfulness and praise: "Bless the Lord, O my soul!"

And now, dear friend, I feel very timid about sending you this, knowing how weak my heart is. But I know you will not be offended at hearing of the Saviour's lovingkindness to a poor unworthy sinner.

I hope you are well, and that the Lord will richly supply you

with the useful and harmless grace of patience. I am sure you need it in the trying position you occupy. I remain, yours faithfully,

99, New Street, Ashford, Feb. 12th, 1880.

F. FARVIS.

Mr. Hazlerigg. In a subsequent letter friend Farvis has informed us that he is no longer in the same "rather outcast" position; having received an invitation from the friends at Basingstoke to become their settled minister. We are glad of this, and hope the Lord will keep him by his power, and make him truly useful. Unless the Lord hold the stars in his right hand, they fall to the earth; -in other words, unless the Lord uphold his ministers, as Newton writes,

"Ambition, pleasures, praise, or gain
Debase the shepherds' views."

A DEBTOR TO MERCY ALONE.

"Wilt thou not from this time cry unto me, my Father, thou art the guide of my youth ?"-JER. III. 4.

Dear Mr. Editor,-In these days, when error aboundeth, and the love of many waxeth cold; when the work of the Holy Spirit is set at nought, and a gospel is preached by many which is no gospel, being of the flesh and of the will of man; it behoves those whom the Spirit hath quickened to speak out boldly of the things which have been given to them of God; and if entrusted with only one talent, not to wrap it up and hide it away in the napkin of modesty or nervousness.

During a pilgrimage of 20 years it has been my lot to experience many tossings to and fro. My position during this period appears to myself to have been somewhat similar to that of a vessel riding at anchor in a gale; at one time on the crest of the billows; then plunging into the foam, the waves surging around but not engulphing me; and though always in motion, yet ever kept to the same spot, being held firmly by the anchor of hope in Him who is within the vail. I have often been driven by the violent winds of temptations, or drifted by the insidious current of my own heart's lust to the extreme length of my cable; but the omnipotent voice of Him who ruleth the winds and waves hath said, Thus far shalt thou go, and no farther. And when the Holy Spirit, as the Remembrancer, enables me to take a retrospective view of all the way the Lord my God hath led me during these 20 years; how he hath edged me in on every side; made darkness light, and crooked things straight; taught me his truth, one branch after another, as I was able to bear it; brought my soul out of prison, and set my feet in a large room, I am fairly lost in wonder, love, and praise. It seems indeed marvellous in my eyes; and thinking a brief and simple account of the Lord's calling of me out from darkness into light, and of the path by which he has since been pleased to lead me, might, by the application of the Spirit, be made useful in some way or other to some

poor perplexed child of God, I have been induced to put it upon paper. O may that same Spirit so guide my pen that what I write may redound to the praise and glory of a Triune Jehovah, and the comfort and spiritual profit of some of his poor, tried, tempted, and afflicted people.

In July, 1857, when 18 years of age, I embarked with my regi ment for the East Indies, to take part in stemming the tide of the great Indian Mutiny. My state at this time might be accurately described in the words of the apostle: Walking as other Gentiles walk, having the understanding darkened, being alienated from the life of God through the ignorance that was in me, because of the blindness of my heart. Those who are at all acquainted with the life led by soldiers in most garrison towns will not require any further description when I state that I was one of the most reckless and abandoned among my fellow soldiers. I was eager to be foremost in every species of wickedness and abomination; and though constantly exposed to danger, and liable any moment to be hurled out of this world by a violent death, nothing could induce me to look forward to or believe in another. Who that had known me at this time would have thought it at all probable that our God, who is rich in mercy, and free in the sovereign manner in which he dispenses it, was about to manifest his power and goodness on such a wretch as me, and to make me a monument of his goodness, and a vessel of mercy which should hereafter show forth his praise. Oh! when I am led to trace on memory's page what I once was, and what great things the Lord hath done for me and shown to me, how humbled do I feel before him! The remembrance of his lovingkindness melteth my heart, and brings me in gratitude, love, and abasement of spirit into the dust before him. O! who is a God like unto thee, that pardoneth iniquity, transgression, and sin ?

In the summer of 1859, a comrade whose eyes the Lord had opened, requested me to accompany him to the Baptist chapel. Having nothing particular on hand, and being naturally of a kindly disposition, I consented, thinking it would give him pleasure; but I afterwards bitterly repented it, as I came away very uncomfortable. The words the Lord gave that servant were as nails driven home with power. They were to me piercing arrows, penetrating to the joints and marrow. About this time, though I cannot recollect by what means, I became possessed of James's "Anxious Enquirer" after salvation. O the anguish of soul, as I read page after page! And though I could read my condemnation in every line, I was held to it as by an invisible hand. I could not let it rest until I had read it to the end; but the Lord alone knows what it cost me to do so. Now and then I would close the book; and, covering my head with the bed clothes, would groan and moan with anguish. Great was the astonishment of my comrades as they beheld my woeful plight; and after trying in vain to rally me by their vain conversation, declared to one another their belief that I had turned "new-light."

It now came to my turn to go on duty at the Fort, which our companies occupied for a month by turns. It was a great fortress, built by Akbar, and covered several acres of ground, with subterranean passages running in all directions beneath it. I shall never forget this period of my life, if I live for a century; for here the Lord showed me by terrible things in righteousness what an evil and bitter thing it is to sin against him. I trembled as I lay in bed, dreading to go to sleep, lest I should awake up in the bottomless pit. As soon as I had answered my name at roll-call, I would be off into those underground passages, penetrating as far as I could to get as far as possible from every human eye. I could now point out the very nooks and corners where I used to kneel, and make the vaulted arches ring with my groans and cries of distress; while the bats, aroused from their slumbers, flitted about me by scores in fright and bewilderment at such unwonted sounds disturbing the silence of their dark and musty abodes. The Spirit of the Lord did indeed convince me of sin, of righteousness, and of judgment. I could feel, with the psalmist, "My sin is ever before me." The law of God I was constrained to pronounce holy, just, and good; but I found it exceeding broad, reaching to the very thoughts and intents of the heart. I felt condemned by it totally, and could see no loophole of escape. The sound rang continually in my ears: "For the Lord will bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing.' In vain for me did the natural sun clothe the earth with beauty. In my state of mind the heavens might have been brass, and the trees and flowers of a dead leaden hue. I was solely occupied with one subject,—the fearful looking-for of judgment and indignation which should overtake the ungodly.

I continued in this state about three months, when our heavenly Father, by the Holy Spirit, the Lord and Giver of life, was pleased to reveal his Son in me. He showed me that help was laid upon One that was mighty, who had become Surety for me, and who bare my sins in his own body on the tree. My feelings, when the light of the Spirit showed this to my mind, were simply indescribable. My soul was in raptures. In comparison to my previous state, it was as heaven to hell. I have walked about for hours without feeling the ground, my soul in an ecstacy, longing to fly away to my adorable Redeemer. The worldling or carnal professor may curl the lip, and say such language is exaggerated; but those who know what such soul-travail is, who have been brought through deep waters, and have experienced a rich deliverance, know well that all words are utterly inadequate to express the intensity of their feelings, either with regard to their agony or of their subsequent joy. I experienced a peace of mind which passeth understanding, feeling that I was reconciled to the Father by the death of the Son; and that, being united unto Christ by faith, I should not come into condemnation, but had passed from death unto life.

And now, having tasted of the lovingkindness of the Lord, and

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