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not required, nor can I do it. Now the wisdom, the love, the glory of God's plan of redemption, is manifest; it * assumes a brilliancy of lastre, nobly adapted to my case. Without the intervention of such a Savior as the go8. pel exhibits, I must have been utterly undone. The Bible tells me my sins were laid upon him, he bore them on the tree, and in the grave; but God raised him from the dead, and gave him glory, signifying thereby he was satisfied; put. ting his love beyond a doubt, that our faith and hope might freely and firmly terminate in him. The faith of these things constrains me to consider God as love, and loving me in Christ. I see the whole glory of salvation concentring in God, by this charming, most gracious, most benevolent constitution of his. It is by faith, that it might be by grace.fr Believing is the spring of action; it sets all the wheels in motion. We are confounded at seeing ourselves so sur. rounded with grace. Jehovah redeems, calls, enlightens, sanctifie's, defends, and glorifies his people. He works in them both to will and to do. When I can survey all to be ur Guru', benu'vub's, fears, discouragements, &c. are completely banished; then I can run without wearying; I can walk without fainting.
I find much to be contained in the triumphant language of the church, Mic, vii. 8. "Rejoice not against me, enemy! When I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in dark. ness, the Lord shall be a light unto me." The faith of the certainty of such events frees the mind from despondency, fills it with hope, and frustrates the attempts of our ene. mies. But, some might say, Is not all this presumption? Where is your repentance? Your sorrow for sin? Sorrow and regret are less or more attached to the majority of sins
committed by the children of God. The stronger their faith, the more pungent their grief, because of transgression, True, their sorrow worketh not unto death and despair, but to life and peace. The faith of pardoned guilt pierces them to the quick. Though God forgives them, they neither forget their sin, nor forgive themselves. The more they are instructed into the doctrine of Christ, the more clearly they perceive the sinfulness of sin, they feel more acutely for a suffering Savior. They praise him then with louder hosannas; and with greater sincerity they exclaim with Paul, “ wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from this body of sin and death?"
The actings of a gracious mind can only be explained to the satisfaction of such as are heirs of the same grace, temples of the same Spirit. The plain simple cottager would be little wiser, were he to peruse the publication of a first fate philosopher. Philosophers soar too far above his standard. Believers and unbelievers are natives of differ. ent worlds, totally distinct from each other; their minds being more opposite than the complexion of blacks and whites. On this account it is harder to explain to a carnal mind a spiritual truth, than the’nature of ice to a tropical inhabitant. Let us then who believe, praise our divine Instructor. Shall we fail in loving, or faint in serving him? No! While we have a being, which shall be eternally, we shall praise and publish his mighty and wond.
I have no doubt but the sun shall rise tomorrow morn. ing. Are the fulfilment of God's promises less certain? No, they are not. Why then should I question their accomplishment. He shall lead the blind by a way that
they know not. He shall be with them through life, and at death. He shall raise them up at the last day. He shall be glorified in his saints, and admired in all who believe. After passing sentence upon the unrighteous, thus closing the judgment scene, he and they shall ascend to life everlasting: Yes! to life everlasting. The glory which shall then break in upon the souls of the ransomed is now perfectly inconceivable. The thought that this felicity is eternal, will double the perfection of their bliss. Move on, hours and years, to give way to this delightful day! Would we part with such a hope for thousands of gold or silver? For ten thousand worlds? No! No! Not for all that archangels' tongues could name.
When walking in darkness, let us stay our minds on these reviving truths; waiting for the coming of the Son of man. The faith of them will sweeten and soften afilic. tion; fortify against the inroads of temptation; banish the fear of dying; give contentment in life, and triumph at death. Even so come, Lord Jesus! Amen.
SINGULAR CONVERSION OF A WIDOW'S PROFLIGAIE
SON. A MINISTER of Lady H.'s happening to be some time since at Edinburgh, was accosted very civilly by a young man in the street, with an apology for the liberty he was taking. “I think, Sir," said he, “I have heard you at Spa Fields chapel." "You probably might, sir; for Thave sometimes ministered there." "Do you remember,” said.be, “a note put up from an aflicted widow, begging the prayers of the congregation for the conversion of an ungodly son?" "I do very well remember such a circumstance." "Sir," said he, “I am the very person; and, wonderful to tell, the
prayer was cffectual." "I was going on a frolic with some other abandoned young men one Sunday through the Spa Fields, and passing by the chapel, I was struck with its appearance, and hearing it was a methodist chapel, we agreed to mingle with the crowd, and stop a few min. utes to laugh and mock at the preacher and people. We were but just entered the chapel, when you, sir, read the note, requesting the prayers of the congregation for an afilicted widow's profligate son. I heard it with a sensation I cannot express, I was struck to the heart; and though I had no idea that I was the very individual meant, I felt the bitterness expressed of a widow's heart who had a child so wicked as I knew myself to be.
"My mind was instantly solemnized. I could not laugh; my attention was rivetted on the preacher. I hcard his prayer and sermon with an impression very different from what had carried me into the chapel. From that moment the gospel truths penetrated my heart; I joined the con. gregation; cried to God in Christ for mercy, and found peace in believing; became my mother's comfort, as I had long been her heavy cross, and through grace, have ever since continued in the good ways of the Lord. An open. ing having lately been made for an advantageous settlement in my own country, I came hither with my excellent mother, and, for some time past, have endeavored to dry up the widow's tears, which I had so often caused to flow, and to be the comfort and support of her age;as I had been the torment and affliction of her former days. We live together in the enjoyment of every mercy, happy and thankful; and every day I acknowledge the kind hand of my Lord that ever led me to the Spa Fields Chapel."
CONJUGAL AFFECTION IN AN INHABITANT OF
Among the intelligence received in the various inquiries made respecting the South Sea Islands and its inhabi. tants, various anecdotes have been related, but one of a very peculiarly affecting kind, will, I doubt not, be read with pleasure.
The captain of the Dedalus,during his stay at the island, observed one day a native woman, with a child, who appear ed a perfect European, and evidently bore the stamp of his parentage. He was a beautiful boy, and attracted his notice; on inquiry he learned the following melancholy story. Mr. Stewart, one of the officers who joined theun. happy Christian in seizing the ship Bounty from captain Bligh, had returned with Christian from Taboua, as related in the trial of the mutineers, and when Christian left Otaheite with the vessel, and that part of the crew which chose to cleave to him, Mr. Stewart, with the rest, determined to fix their abode at the island, where they met the most corulu! _reception. He soon attached himself to one of the beautiful natives and giving her his name, lived with her as his Peggy Stewart, in a state of the tenderest en. dearment. One child had been the fruit of their union, when the Pandora arrived, seized the mutineers, and, among the rest, the unhappy Stewart. He was carried on board a prisoner, and the vengeance which awaited him was soon spread through the circles of O: aheite. An. guish and horror seized on the heart of the disconsolale Peggy; a prey to grief that refused to be comforted, and overwhelmed with despair at the loss of her stea pud husband. Her health gave way to the acuteness of her