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and enabled me to rely thereon, to the reviving of my drooping soul. ?Tis the believing views of Jesus on the cross, and of God reconciled in bim, that kindle repentance and mortify sin; that quicken faith and cherish hope, thereby composing and sweetly reconciling the heart-blessed God! how glorious thy justice! How abundant thy wisdom! And how infinite thy grace, manifested in this way of saving sinners! Thou makest me accepted in the beloved, not imputing iniquities! Thou hast made me experience the graces of the spirit, to which the promises belong; and now I go to inherit them in glory.”—
She then had some discourse with us about sanctification and Gospel-promises; and afterwards she added
· Through the last six months of my declining life, my heart and thoughts have been mostly full of an astonishing delightful sense of redeeming love, of the riches of grace and glory in Christ, and the joy of being forever with him. How infinite the price he paid! How glorious the blessings obtained for us! Pardon, holiness, fellowship, with God: the privilege to dwell with him, and with the lamb forevermore! My sense of these things is too big for utterance! Often have they so broken in upon my mind in company, that I could not bear my part there, but longed to be alone, that I might give the freer vent to my wonder and praise. Sometimes nature seems to shrink at the thoughts of dissolution, and laying down the body in the gloomy grave; but the prospect of a glorious resurrection helps to reconcile me."
" After this, her disorder was violent for some days, and then growing a little easier again, she complained that her religious exercises were become more heavy and languishing. We told her that we thought it naturally impossible to be otherwise, when the spirits were now wasted and sunk by such a confict.
“ Well, said she, my frame abates, but my interest in God is the same. The covenant is everlasting and sure. I will rejoice in it still.” Then, looking to her weeping lover, “ I thank you, said she, for all your love and tenderness. · Be not overwhelmed by grief-consent to my exaltation.-We shall meet, and have higher friendship above.".
This was her last; and her lover's conduct on the solemn occasion had better be guessed at than described.
“And now, who can behold these living effects of Christianity, without crying out in ecstacy-This religion is divine and saving indeed! What are the dark, uncertain notions, the low and staggering hopes, of the mere philosopher, compared to this!
· How instructive and convincing is such a scene, wherein the glorious efficacy and fruits of the peculiar Gospel-doctrines appear! where the soul comes to God, as reconciled in a mediator! Where the heart is warmed with a sense of redeeming love! and where hope is built upon the most certain divine promises! While the infidel pretends to celebrate infinite goodness and mercy, and to trust therein; that very trust is a denial of the wisdom and justice of the dia
vine government, and his worship is opprobrious praise.
The laboured strains of adoration, and pompous shews of devotion which are not framed in the Gospel mould, but offered to an absolute uncontroulable God, not considered as dealing with us through a reconciling mediator, will be found chiefly, the work of poetic fancy, a romantic religion which mends not the author's heart. Instead of striking the minds of others with a solemn sense of the nature, reality, and infinite importance of true religion, it will lead rather to consider it as a fine-spun subject for displaying fancy. At best it can only raise a confused solemni. ty and dread of mind: which will be as far from true piety, and spiritual joy, as earth is from heaven!
O blessed Gospel! which provides, in the ransoming blood and sanctifying spirit of Jesus, sufficient remedy for all our miseries! How unaccountably do they sin against their own happiness, as well as divine grace, who reject it! What pity that many of its professors so ill improve their special advantages, as never to attain these great and saving effects, of such a holy and perfect religion!"
So far this pious correspondent, to whose observations I shall add nothing at present, having already exceeded my usual length.
THE HERMIT, No. V.
On the Perfection and Eficacy of the Christian Religiox.
IT is an observation of the excellent Dr. Young, that
“ The chamber where the good man meets his fate, “ Is privileg'd beyond the common walk of virtuous life, “Quite in the verge of heaven.”.
The death bed of the dying Christian is one of the grandest and most improving spectacles, within the compass of this earthly scene.
of this earthly scene. It shews man, more than man, and almost become a God.
A* gentleman of a neighbouring government, in a very elegant eulogium, on the late reverend Mr. Burr, speaking of the moments of his death, has the following noble apostrophe
“ Come, ye ministers of the Lord! behold a spectacle even to you of fruitful instruction. Behold the triumphs of grace, in the dissolution of nature! what patience, what resignation, what lively hope and divine affiance! See the king of terrors disarmed of his
• William Livingston, Esq. of New-York.
sting; and vanquished in the very act of conquering! Behold heaven commencing on earth; and faith triumphant over pain, disease and mortality! Wrapt in the thoughts of immortal life, he appears great even. in the midst of distress, and suffers with all the majes. ty of woe. How august in ruin! How immoveably fixt on the rock of ages! what peace, passing understanding! what joy, what ineffable joy, in the Holy Ghost! 0 Death where is thy sting! O Grave where is uby victory.!”
This painting, we trust, is not too strong. Chris tianity has often afforded such scenes as these. To confirm this, I might exhibit an illustrious roll of worthies, who have fought the good fight; who have finished their course, and are gone to inherit their crown of glory. I might count up the saints and reformers, from the beginning of the Christian æra. I might follow the martyrs to the stake, or the Lord of righteousness to the cursed tree. There we should meet with such astonishing instances of the power and efficacy of the Christian faith, as would infallibly convince us, that it alone has taught men both to live and to die.
On this subject, it would be unpardonable not to quote a beautiful passage from the present bishop of London*.
“Go to your natural religion, says he. Lay be. fore her Mahomet and his disciples, arrayed in blood, riding in triumph over the spoils of thousands and ten thousands: Shew her the cities, which he set on