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FOR THE YEAR 1820-21,
THE SEVENTH VOLUME.
My righteousness is near ; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arms shall judge the
people; the isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust. Is. 11. 5.
dreds of the nations shall worship before thee. Ps. xxii. 27.
J. Gray & Co. Printers, Pearl-strect, Franklin Square.
WE commence another volume of the Christian Herald, with a fixed determination to do our utmost to improve the work, and to make it instrumental of promoting the greatest possible good. It will still maintain the character which its name imports, and will aim to convey to its readers a regular detail of the progress of religious feeling throughout the community, and of those Christian exertions which are tending with such hopeful prospects to extend the knowledge of the Saviour throughout the world.
That it may proclaim its intelligence to a practical and useful
purpose, it will aim, by Original Essays, Reviews, and Editorial Remarks, to promote the exercise and exhibition of Christian principles and feelings, and to animate its readers, of every denomination, to take their part in the benevolent labours of the present day.
We feel sure that those who dwell on the exertions of Christian charity, which the religious intelligence of the day unfolds; who contemplate the various aspects of Christian principles as they are exhibited in the practice of many devoted disciples; must habitually be led to the contemplation of their own duty, and become themselves prepared to bear a useful part in the prayers, and contributions, and labours, which are to bring on the established glor, of the church.
There is something cheering and instructive in the season of the year at which we commence our annual labours. The desolation, and dreariness, and death of Winter have passed away, and Spring has begun to shed her loveliness around us. She has overspread the bosom of Winter with a mantle of beauty, and fertility, and life, and proclaims in every ear the power and goodness of God; inviting every tongue to pour forth the feelings of gladness in a song of praise.
Now it is, that the cultivators of the soil, enter upon their labours with chrerfulness, and put forth all their efforts for the accomplishment of a work, which can be accomplished only by a wonderful effort of the power of God.