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obscure and difficult. “We know not hidden fallacy. We shall therefore conthe way of the Spirit.” Easily may we fine our observations to a few clear and involve ourself and our readers in some prominent points, such as follow. cloud of empty metaphysical subtleties, or make shipwreck on the rock of some

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Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved ?

Song viii. 5. This is a precious and deeply interesting will not let thee go.” Earth has no scene, which is opened out to the attractions now; she is in the company spiritual mind, the bride coming up from of her dear Friend, on whom she roils the wilderness leaning upon her Beloved. her every burden, and by His arm she is For it is only the Spirit-taught Christian enabled to pass over briars and thorns, that can enter into those sublime and for her faith is saying, “I can do all heart-stirring representations of that things through Christ which strengthsacred and everlasting relationship which eneth me” (Phil. iv. 13): and her subsists between our gracious Emmanuel Beloved is whispering, "Ms grace is and His ransomed church. The carnal sufficient for thee." And then she mind can see nothing of this, yea, it is remembers what her leavenly Guide has foolishness unto them; and however been to her since they commenced the little of these glorious mysteries we are journey. She thinks of the time when able, in our present state, to comprehend, He found her in Egypt, and brought her yet let us rejoice that our covenant God out from her state of slavery and cruel in Christ hias made known to us some. bondage, and cast all her sins, that thing of the height and depth, the length mighty Egyptian army, into the depths and breadth, of His amazing love. of the sea. But, oh, the wilderness

“Who is this that cometh up from journey! varied have been the scenes the wilderness, leaning upon lier Be- she has passed through, but amid all her loved ?" This question, it is thought Beloved was with her. To Him she by some, is asked by the Beloved him- could unbosom every thought; His ear self ; thus He attracts attention to those was open to her every complaint. interesting facts, namely, the helpless-“What is it that I should do for the ?" ness of His bride, and the support she is was His constant inquiry, His heart's receiving, and that from the Beloved of affections were set upon her, and His her soul. She is represented as leaning language to her was, “I have loved thee on her Beloved; but He is her Beloved with an everlasting love, therefore with Precious appropriation! Precious pri- lovingkindness have I drawn thee” (Jer, vileges! Oh, what nearness ! what fel. xxxi. 3); and amidst all dangers and lowship! what hallowed intercourse ! difficulties by the way, her Beloved was Blessed helplessness that briugs the soul her guide and defence, cheering her with into such a sacred position. The bride His gracious whisperings, “Fear not, no is resting on the arm of her Lord ; His evil shall befall thee, thou art minc:"! arm of power, His arm of defence: that “ because I live, thou shalt live also.” arm on which she prays to be set as a And now they are coming up from the seal. She feels her weakness, and tired wilderness, and she is about leaving all with the journey, she leans heavier and behind her, and expects shortly to arrive clings closer to her precious Friend. He with her Beloved at His mansion in is dearer to her than ever; the more so glory. Oh, the blessed anticipation and on account of her felt weakness. She bright prospects that are opening to her had, in times past, wandered from Him, view! For her precious Friend, as they and bad suffered deeply from the hiding travelled, had told her something of the of His face; therefore she cleaves closer, glory that is shortly to be revealed; that and in the language of faith says, “I in His Father's house there are many


mansions (John xiv. ?), and the glory but that He loved us, and sent His Son that His Father had given Him He had to be the propitiation for our sins.” given to her (John xvii. 22); and that How vast His love, when we think ere long she would sit with Him on His how He condescends to stand related to throne (Rev. iii. 21), and behold the us in that mysterious covenant into Lord her King in all His beauty. These which He entered on behalf of His communications endear her Beloved still Church, and the sacred bond wbich more, but they humble her to the dust, unites member to member, and all to while they fill her heart with gratitude their glorious Head. And also what He and joy; for she forgets not what she is now transacting for us within the vail, was when her gracious Lord found her, listening to our cry or inward groan, and made her Xis, and all the kindness presenting our poor petitions, managing and love manifested to her during, it may our affairs, and overruling all for our be, a long and dangerous journey : but it good and His own glory. Standing also is nearly ended, and she will shortly before His Father as the representative arrive at the celestial city, to be for ever of His bride, the Church; having engaged with her Lord.

to bring her safe to glory, and to present Thus have we, beloved friends, taken her without a spot. Ought not these cona brief view of the bride coming up from siderations to cause our hearts to burn, the wilderness. But mysterious and while we extol the riches of sovereign exalted as are the representations given grace? Oh, that we did really believe in that precious book, the Canticles, yet the love that dwells in the bosom of our such is the high standing of each of the covenant God, Father, Son, and Spirit, Lord's redeemed, and such the holy fel towards the objects of that love; if we lowship to be enjoyed; and such is the did, doubts would be removed, and Satan intense love which our Jehovah Jesus disappointed, who is ever ready to cause bears towards His everlastingly saved us to doubt and fear, which is so dispeople. Surely the solemn and tragic honourable to our blessed Jesus. And scéne on Calvary bears witness to it. surely the fact of the bride in the Song,

Oh! if we could enter more than we leaning on her Beloved, was a proof of do into the union which subsists between her consciousness of His love to her. Christ and His Church, and the conse- She waits not to ask permission, but quent love He bears towards her, so feeling her weakness, and being assured much the more would our love be mani- of His love, she then rolls her burden fest towards Him. It is low or faint upon Him. Oh, that we may go and do views of our gracious Lord, and His likewise, for our Jesus waiteth to be people's standing in Him, that is the gracious, stoops to receive our burdens, cause of our want of holy joy, which is and lends a listening ear to our comour privilege to experience. It was the plaints. apostle's desire that the brethren to But it

may be profitable for us to whom he wrote should rejoice in the observe, that the bride brought before Lord. Oh! when we take a view of the us had travelled long in the way, but stupendous work of redemption, little of we find her more in the attitude of it as we can scan with our clouded dependence than ever. Surely this must vision; and when

we think that Jesus is be the experience of every child of God spoken of as the Lamb slain from before as they proceed on in their spiritual the foundation of the world ; so that we journey ; they have been taught many are led back to the everlasting ages for a painful lesson, and are brought to feel the commencement of that love which that in themselves they are utter weakglowed in the heart of the Saviour, and ness, but by the gracious teaching of which every victim upon the Jewish the Spirit they know where their altar foreshadowed; for they not only strength lies, and are led to rest on the told of sin, but of love, in the blotting arm of their tried Friend. out of transgression by sacrifice-the And now we would ask the question, Lamb instead of the sinner, but Jesus Did that arm ever fail us ? Did we ever instead of His Church. Therefore we take a burden of any description, and are led to exclaim with the apostle Jolin, Jesus refuse to receive it ? Did He ever " Herein is love, not that we loved God, say to the seed of Jacob, Seek ye me in vain ? No, it cannot be; the mountains dependence. We cannot lean too heavy may depart and the hills be removed, on our gracious Friend. He bore our but the lovingkindness of our covenant sins and sorrows, and bowed under the God will not, yea, cannot depart; for tremendous weight of our curse; and He is engaged by oath and promise to will He not sustain us under our diftibe with His people whithersoever they culties and trials? May we, beloved are; and there is a promise for every | readers, who know something of this circumstance, and a balm for every amazing love, believe and rejoice in it, wound in the precious blood of the ever- whilst it lays us in the dust before Him. lasting covenant, and in the overflowing Oh, may our faith grasp those precious, love of our Jehovah Jesus.

God-exalting truths, and live upon them, Oh, then, let us be found in the atti. and to Him shall be all the glory! tude of the bride in all her weakness and Dublin.

M. E. L.



To the Editor of the Gospel Magazine. Rev. AND DEAR SIR,—The following the 1st chapter of the Revelation, and contains a short account of my dear went to prayer. His prayers, though aged parent, Mr. Williams, of Deptford, indistinctly spoken, were sweet and many years a subscriber to the Gospel pithy. He spoke of the dear Lord as Magazine, when edited by Walter Row. the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and David says in the 1st Psalm, " Blessed the ending of his religion. The last is the man whose delight is in the Lord; time I heard him ask a blessing at tea, and in His law doth lie meditate day and which we had to listen to with great night.” This blessedness our dear attention as he spoke so inward, after father was in possession of in this life; speaking of the preciousness of Christ and now his spirit has gone to that as the bread of eternal life, he concluded place of rest which the Lord hath pre- thus, “He shall be our confidence; He pared for him, to enjoy the blessedness shall be our praise; He shall be our of it to all eternity: "He was blest in glory, for ever and ever.” At another many respects in this world; preserved time he said, “Lord, what a change ! in tolerable good health till he was beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for turned 82 years of age ; blest with chil- mourning, the garment of praise for dren and grandchildren, many of whom the spirit of heaviness !" are also enabled to take delight in God's Our dear father, since the death of holy Word. May their dear old parent's Mr. Burgess, had ministered to a little prayer be heard, “That not a hoof may knot at his own house; their numbers be left behind to perish.”

at first were eleven, but death had The last two months of his life he brought them down to three. The first suffered from great debility and the Sunday in May he was too weak to dropsy, but felt no pain of body; but break bread with them; but on the was at times sadly' tormented in his second Sunday, feeling a little better, mind by the great enemy of souls, which he said to his partner in life, “ Get the caused him ofttimes to groan heavily cups." She thought him too weak. within, and to cry to the strong for But he said, “ Get them.” And a most strength. About ten days before his blessed revival time it was. I consider death he had a very severe fainting fit, it a blessed close to his ministrations, when we thought the change was come; and a sealing testimony of the Holy but as he revived he smiled at our fears, Spirit. We find it recorded in holy and thought them needless. Poor soul, writ, the dying words of the dear saints; ke feared the pains of death, but he and we feel it right to record the dying never felt them. There was, however, words of a dear parent. He took a a change in him from that time, but as final leave of two of his grandsons ; the outward man decayed, the inward blessed them in the name of the Lord; man was renewed day by day. After begged them to seek the Lord and His he revived from fainting, he tried to read grace; spoke of Him as his gracious



Saviour; that above sixty years ago He ! [No part of our Editorial work is had blotted out his sins as a thick cloud. more touching than having to record the On the 19th of May he closed his mortal removal of the Lord's beloved servants.

The 45th and 46th Psalm had There is, at the same time, a peculiar been read to him, when he engaged in satisfaction in being permitted to be, in prayer as usual, and went to bed about any humble degree, instrumental in bearseven o'clock; he had not been in bed ing testimony to the love, all-sufficiency, above five minutes when his dear and divine faithfulness of our God. partner heard something of a rushing Every vessel of mercy brought off more noise. She looked at him, and per- than conqueror is a standing and a ceived a change in him; he opened his lively evidence of this; and, as such, we eyes, and then closed them again, and love to record it to the glory of our his spirit departed without the least God—to the confusion of Satan-and to sigh or movement. Thus died the dear the comfort and establishment of the aged saint, known and respected by dear household of faith. many of the dear children of God. In It was our privilege, some years ago, prayer he would name many of the dear to see the aged pilgrim whose departure saints by name, Mr. Doudney was one. is announced in the foregoing letter. 'Why should we mourn departing friends, The recollection of his calling upon us, Or shake at death's alarms;

when very much engaged in the great 'Tis but the voice of Jesus calls,

city, has never been obliterated. His To bear them to His arms.”

warmth, and cheerfulness, and brotherMr. Abrahams preached his funeral like bearing, has never been forgotten; sermon from these words, “And when

and we have often since wondered Jacob had made an end of commanding whether be had reached home! We

he gathered up bis feet into the rejoice, therefore, in the foregoing testibed, and yielded up the ghost, and was mony, and will afresh bless and praise gathered unto his people” (Gen. xlix. our God, for "all those who have de33). Truly we can say with the poet, parted, in the true faith of His holy as quite applicable to him, which bymn beloved fellow-pilgrims, that your time

name." How precious is the thought, at his funeral,

and our own is rapidly approaching, “His heart, though once a slave to sin, when the same Divine faithfulness will

Was sprinkled o’er with blood; be exercised towards us, and the same As all the race redeemed have been,

almighty hand guide us and support us Who walk on earth with God.

safely through the Jordan. "His end was peace, yet ere he reached The bright prepared abode,

“Are we not tending upwards too, The holy man of judgment preached,

As fast as time can move ? And walked by faith with God.”

Nor do we wish the hours more slow, I send you two of his letters, together

To keep us from our love." with one of dear Mr. Keyt's, for inser- Blessed, blessed prospect! The Lord


think proper. If you approve, our God be praised for the rich and I will send more another time.

gracious bestowment of it.-ED.; Yours, I trust, in the bonds of the gospel,

R. F.

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A LADY, who was in middling circum- lady on the subject. “Alas !" she restances, used to devote a great part of plied, “I myself know not how to acher time, energy, and means, to the count for this great change ; but ever relief of the poor around her. Suddenly since God has given me these riches, the she became rich, but all her care for the devil seems to have taken away my poor vanished. A friend, on observing heart." this, ventured to expostulate with the




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It was a day in August, when the sun I had duped them and driven them from had been burning down upon us, and his presence. It is not more than a lighting up the grand scenery around, dozen years ago that his old gardener tinging Mount Blanc and the cliain of died, who would relate anecdotes of him, the Jura with unusual splendour, that how he would drive into Geneva in his we sat and rested on one of the benches glass coach; or be met in his private in a promenade densely arched with walks by the little boys of Ferney, who trees, and formed pearly a century ago would run away in all directions at the into symmetrical arbour fashion, and had sight of him. grown on so steadily, that it was now a We returned

to the perfect cercean walk, about a quarter of grounds, and instinctively found oura mile long and some yards wide. The selves again in that dreary, desolate singing of birds was over, but one could avenue. A thought of Cowper came scarcely fancy a bird singing or building into the mind, in his quiet recess at there, so dank, and dark, and cheerless Olney and Weston-the worshipper in was it. All was summer without, but spirit and in truth, who could truly say, winter within ; dead, skeleton leaves what one said vainly, I am writing for about, and slimy moss. The butterflies eternity. How different were his mus. were outside, irith their rich foreign ings, while he sangwings, but only crawling insects in that long, lonesome walk. The very remem- “ The calm retreat, the silent shade, brance of it is sickening; and what With prayer and praise agree; marvel ? An infidel had made it, and And seem by thy sweet bounty made, delighted in it-the infidel Voltaire ; it For those who follow thee." was his private retreat, the sanctum sanctorum of his unballowed days. Here Voltaire's works fanned the flames of it was he walked each day for hours, the French Revolution, sowing the seeds dictating to his secretary; thinking his of infidelity around. Cowper was the thoughts of evil

, as the great powers of first of our English poets who struck the his mind burnt against God, and His chords of the Christian harp, and gave a Christ, and His cause, while his tran- zest for solidity and truth in the midst scendent genius built its Babel for the of that light and lifeless day. Voltaire devil and his angels. Who can tell the was caressed by emperors and kings; evil concocted in that spot? It was and he had his fill of what he lived for, Satan's triumph, as Voltaire walked up human praise. Cowper was allowed to and down his melancholy avenue, and languish in poverty and affliction until thought and wrote, and wrote and the last six years of his sorrowful life; thought; then gave to the world its and when the grant of the king's pension own, which it will ever love.

arrived, it came too late to gratify him. We walked to the chateau, where only Never till lie was gone was lie valued. one or two of the original rooms remain. Where are they now, those two great Over the bedstead of the infidel poet men? One great for God, the other was the likeness of Catharine the Second great for Satan. Why, Cowper is sing. of Russia, her own present to him; and ing, as he said he should sing, in a nobler how revolting was the vase of earthen- sueeler strain, the power of salvation. ware which had once contained his heart Voltaire Over the death-bed of (since removed to Paris); and which he Cowper a cloud heavy and niysterious had left to the people of France in token was permitted to brood, the purposes of of his devotion to them. His body lay which were ripening then, but in the day outside the chapel, and near to the church, of eternity only will they be unfolded. which, strange to say, he had erected, He died under that cloud, but it was we may add, to an unknown God. He was observed by an eye-witness at his dying not permitted to be buried within it; pillow, that the expression of his couneven the priests forbad that, after he tenance after death was that of calmness

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