glory by all His children!

Mrs D

wants me to visit at the House of Refuge. What do you think about it? I am afraid I at least am not capable of such a work. There are children, and sick people, and old women, all needy souls. Oh, it would be pleasant work to go and tell some of them of the Lamb of God, who can take away all their sins; but I fear my unfitness. Pray about it; and, oh, pray for three souls in my district, whom I am particularly anxious about! God knows all their cases. One is B's father. Oh that I could win this soul to Jesus!-not I, but that He would use me as the unworthy instrument, if that be for His glory. The other cases are women, one self-righteous, the other very ignorant. I feel very much just now the need of the Spirit to bless my poor efforts; but He will come if we pray for Him, and I am sure there is great need of Him here. There are many means, but as yet little blessing. I often wonder why this is the case; but still it is encouraging, and matter for praise, that there are any ever a little moved. But I must finish. May He who never slumbers nor sleeps watch over you this night.-Your loving friend, "M

"P——, December 29, 1845.

"I must write you a few lines to-night, as I want to have a chat with you, before this year passes, never to return. . . . . There is nothing worth living for in this sad world but to win souls to Jesus. . . . . I like what you say about Jesus having compassion on the ignorant. It came home to me, for I am more truly

ignorant, and I am worse than only knowing that I know nothing, for I am often tempted to think that I know something. I cannot tell you how sweet I felt what you said about that. Surely dearest Jesus will look with great compassion on me! We must plead much for one another during this approaching prayerunion. It is sweet to think there is to be one.

I am terribly grieved about what you say of Mr B- -8 call to Newcastle: that would, indeed, be a heavy blow to you all. Oh, let us be earnest in praying he may not be taken away, unless by God! If He has more work for him there, He will bring you all, I have no doubt, to say, though in grief, still to say-Thy will be done;' but I earnestly hope He will not call you to this. What a world this is! We are really getting deeper and deeper into the dark wilderness. May it make us long for the cloudless day, the sinless eternity, to which all God's saints are hastening. And oh, may the Sun of Righteousness arise, even now, with healing in His wings, and may that sun never set! I have began to visit at the House of Refuge. Oh, think if we could win jewels for the crown of Jesus out of that place! R- and I went for the first time on Friday last, but we were very new to it, and we did not speak to many. One woman, however, we are much interested in. Pray for her. I went again alone to-day, and saw her, and had a long talk. I am determined to win that soul. Oh that I may not seek my

own glory in it! I then went to another room in the hospital, and read and spoke to a great many old and sick women; I cannot think how I had courage

to do it. Surely God strengthened me. Oh! it is glorious work! There is nothing makes the world disappear like speaking to souls about Jesus, eternity seems everything; and then how humble you feel that He should permit you to speak to sinners for Him! I could scarcely stand it. Ask for me that God would strengthen me, and teach me, and give me love to souls for His sake, and that He would give us souls on that plan. Oh that the Spirit would come down! Mrs H- gave me a sweet word of encouragement about it; I am sure God gave it to her, for it came to me with such sweetness and power' He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing PRECIOUS seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.' Oh! my dearest J——, let us plead the precious promise in His name in whom all the promises are yea and amen, and we shall not labour in vain; let us take it as our motto-text for our districts, for all our efforts; but oh! what efforts mine are poor, weak, sinful, feeble; but through Jesus, they are mighty to the pulling down of strongholds. Oh! I am so glad we have been sent to the refuge; it is so sweet to go from one sick-bed to another, stammering out some words about the Heavenly Physician.

And now farewell for the present. May you be filled with the peace that passeth all understanding,' and may you in body, soul, and spirit be preserved blameless to the coming of the Lord; and oh! if it be His will, may you and I meet again even in the wilderness, to talk together of all His wondrous works, to tell one another what He has done for our souls, and to exalt His name together. Dear Jesus, sweet, glorious Imma

nuel, I wish I knew Thee better, and served Thee better.

I wish much, my dearest J

-, you

would

pray

for me,

that if I am spared to see another year, I may spend it entirely for God, and with God. I do wish (if I know myself at all) to live as a child of light, as a pilgrim travelling to another land; but if it is only wishes, that is of no use. Oh, how grieved and ashamed I am, when I think of all the sins and shortcomings of this past year! Will you ask forgiveness for them all, and also that I may overcome, through Christ, all my sins and temptations, particularly slothfulness, selfishness, worldliness, and desire for my own glory? I have many, many more than these, but I seem to see these particularly. Pray that they may really be overcome; and pride too. I sometimes fear I shall never get over my sins, for I see, when I look in, I am intending at some future time to be better, and to live really as a child of God; but then I see I am always putting it off, instead of beginning now. Oh! I am weary of myself at times, but, thanks be to our wonderful God, He is not weary of me, and He will perfect the work He has begun. Oh that the next year may truly be a new year with all God's dear children!"

CHAPTER X.

Features of a Saint.

LIKENESS to her Lord in all things was what Mever sought. Over her unlikeness to Him she mourned. Becoming less and less satisfied with herself, and more and more satisfied with Him, she could not rest with anything save conformity to His image. Daily she looked to Him, not only that she might draw fresh peace, and healing, and strength out of His fulness, but that she might become like Him in all things. "Beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, she was changed (transfigured-peтaμoppooμai) into the same image from glory to glory" (2 Cor. iii. 18). She walked in the light of His countenance, and she found holiness as well as gladness. Fellowship with Jesus she proved to be as purifying as it was comforting. Losing her resemblance to the children of this present evil world, she grew in conformity to the children of the kingdom. She had taken the family name, and she could not be content without the family likeness. The lineaments of the Elder Brother were traced more and more legibly upon her day by day.

Some of these features we will now draw together,