preyed upon our vitals to all eternity-our prison walls had inclosed us still-and we bad remained dead while we lived, and have suffered all the pangs of a second death for ever. But Jesus saved me. He saved me from the roaring lion, who goeth about seeking whom he may devour. He saved me from my raging lusts, so that sin shall not have dominion over me. He saved me from righte ous wrath, and I can say, being justified by his blood, I shall be saved from wrath through him. And with the Thessalonians, I am waiting for the Son of God from heaven, even Jesus, who delivered me from the wrath to come. He saved me from the king of terrors, depriving the monster of his sting, and giving me the victory over him. He has also saved me from the flaming furnace -from that lake of fire, and those floods of flame in which the lost must welter for ever. Jesus saved me by his mercy, the depth of mercy that was in his heart-by his merit, the infinite merit found in his obedience and blood-by his might, the omnipotent power of his arm-by his intercession, his living and pleading my cause with his Father in heaven-by his sentence, thy sins are forgiven thee, go in peace. O thou ever blessed Jesus, thou art MY SAVIOUR, thou hast saved me, thou dost daily save me, and thou wilt save me with an everlasting salvation! Jesus became mine by believing on him. He is presented to sinners as his Father's free gift, his Holy Spirit taught me my need of him, led me to him, and enabled me to commit my soul unto him. The moment I exercised confidence in him, I felt my soul flow out in love to him. Then I was enabled to place my entire dependence on him, and felt that I had a rock beneath me, a strong hold around me, and a glorious heaven above waiting to receive me. Then I had fellowship with him, for he opened his heart to me, and I opened my heart to him. He said Thou art mine"-and I replied, "Thou art mine." I told him of my guilt, and he pointed me to his blood-I told him of my fears, and he assured me of his love-I told him of my foes, and he said, "My grace is sufficient for thee." Then I bowed before him and asked, "Lord, what wilt thou have me do ?" For I longed to obey him, and serve him, and glorify him. Then I enjoyed the Spirit's witness, he shone upon the word, and I saw my interest in it-he brought home the promises, and I tasted their sweetness and felt their power-he melted my heart, breathed sweet fragrance over it, shed abroad the love of God in it, and looking at Jesus with confidence I could say, "My beloved is mine, and I am his." See then the object of my joy, it is Jesus. Jesus in his glorious person-Jesus in his precious blood-Jesus in his magnificent righteousness-Jesus in his infinite grace. It is not what I am, but what Jesus is. It is not what I do, but what Jesus has done. It is not what I feel, but what Jesus is to me. See too the subject of my songs, if I sing, I will sing of Jesus-if I sing, I will sing to Jesus. They sing sweetly of Jesus in heaven, and we will sing of Jesus on earth. See also the cause of my happiness. I have a Saviour. A Saviour who is divine. A Saviour who has ever loved me. A Saviour who lived, laboured, and died for me. Saviour who before the throne of his Father pleads for me. A Saviour, who is in his Father's house, preparing a place for me. A Saviour who will soon come and receive me to himself, that so I may be for ever with him. Yes, I have a Saviour, one who watches over me, walks through the wilderness with me, and rejoices to do me good. A Reader, have you a Saviour? Can you use these two precious words, "MY SAVIOUR ?" Have you realized that you were lost-have you fled to his cross-have you fallen into his arms-have you been cleansed by his blood, and clothed in his righteousness-do you possess his Spirit ? Make sure work, O make sure work, for eternity is just at hand. Death is coming, judgment follows, and then an eternity of happiness or woe. Your eternal all depends on having Jesus for your Saviour. No one can save you but Jesus. No one can support you in sickness, comfort you in death, or give you victory over the grave, but Jesus. O make sure then of your interest in Jesus! Delay not, rest not, until with well-founded confidence you can say of God's Son," HE IS MY SAVIOUR ?" Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu ! Begone, unworthy of my cares, Jesus, to multitudes unknown,— Wealth, honour, pleasure meet. Should both the Indies, at my call, Should earth's vain treasures all depart I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, Dear sovereign of my soul's desires, Accept the wish that love inspires, And bid me call thee mine. LEAD ME, TEACH ME. DIVINE teaching is in substance, the same in all ages, and under ali circumstances. As we all need the same blessings, we are all led to the same source of supply, and taught to ask the same favours, on the same grounds. How frequently we are struck with this thought, when reading God's word, especially the book of psalms; the prayers of David find an echo in our hearts, and we feel that we are the subjects of the same fears, desires, and hopes. How often has my heart ascended, while my lips have uttered, “ Lead me in thy truth, and teach me; for thou art the God of my salvation; on thee do I wait all the day." Ps. xxv. 5. 66 This shows that we have a knowledge of our ignorance, and desire to be divinely taught. That we are sensible of our weakness, and our need of a divine Teacher. That we are aware that the Lord teaches his people, and reveals the truth in its purity, beauty, and glory to the soul. That we cannot be satisfied with uncertainty, or the mere outside of truth, but that we wish to have an inward, heart-affecting, experimental knowledge of it. Such a petition, present |