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Rev. John Lloyd and Congregation, Henllan, Carmarthenshire

R. Adams and Congregation, Winchester
S. Bottomley and Friends, Scarbro'

A Lady, by Rev. Dr. Haweis

From a few Friends belonging to the Tabernacle, Moorfields, collected at a Sunday Evening Prayer-Meeting

From a few serious Young Men in the Congregation of }

the late Rev. Mr. Hobbs, Colchester

Rev. Mr. Slatterie and Friends, Chatham

Assistant Missionary Society, Cambridge, by Mr. Bell
A few Friends at Whitby, by Rev. J. Arundel

Legacy of Mrs. M. Tilt, late of Stourbridge Worcestershire 501.
Legacy Duty deducted

Rev. W. Smelle and Friends, Great Grimsby, Lincolnshire
A few Friends at Shrewsbury, by Rev. W. Weaver

Donations received at the late Countess of Huntingdon's }

Chapel, Bristol, by Rev. Mr. Platt Contributions received at Bath, by ditto

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List of Lectures, &c. in and near London, for August.

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7. LORD'S DAY Ev. Broad Str. Mr.
Collison; Devonshire Sq. Mr.
Clout; Hare Crt. Mr. W. Smith;
Crown Crt. Mr. Greig; Peter Str.
Dr. Duncan.

8. Mon. Ev. Prayer-Meeting for the
Nation at Surry Chapel.

9. Tu. M. Broad Str. Mr. Burder. 11. Th. M. Monthly Meeting (Indep.) at Mr. W. Humphries's, Mr. G. Clayton to preach.

Th. Ev. Fetter Lane, Mr Nicholl. The Christian's Fears of Death, and Remedies against them.

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A FAVOURITE AIR,

Taken (by Permission) from Dr. Waits's Songs for Children,
SET TO MUSIC BY MR. B. JACOBS,

ORGANIST OF SURY CHAPEL.

How fair is the Rose! what a

beautiful flow'r! The glory of

April and

May But the leaves are beginning to fade in an

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Accompanying a Voluntary Donation to the Missionary Society, by some Young Ladies at Miss Jobson's Bearding-School, Ilford, saved by them out of their Pocket-Money.

FAR o'er the burning sands of Afric's land,
Our gen rous Missionaries widely stray,
And promulgate the Gospel's joyful sound,
And teach the knowledge of the living way.'
While we securely hear the glorious word,

How Christ to save our souls a man became,
Millions of untaught Heathens ne'er have heard,
Nor known, nor felt the power of Jesu's name.
With our united prayers our mite we send;

Tho' small the tribute, 'tis of grateful minds:
'May Heaven's Almighty King our prayers attend,
And may he free the souls that Satan binds!
May Jesu's name resound from shore to shore,
And every tongue reverberate his praise!
May distant nations know him more and more,
And Heathens sing his triumphs in their lays!

LINES

Written by a Young Lady, on the
Death of the late Rev. and much-
lamented CORNELIUS WINTER, of
Painswick.

FAIN would my Muse, O Winter, frame
A votive tribute to thy name!
That name to every friend so dear,
That name embalm'd with many a tear;
For who than thee more holy found?
Whose life more pure? whose faith
more sound?

What words can paint thy pious zeal
To make the careless sinner feel!
With language pleasing and profound,
Thou didst proclaim the Gospel sound;
To Christ inviting all to come,
And warning sinners of their doom.
'Twas grateful to thy holy mind
To see a soul to Heav'n inclin'd;
To view him leaning on the Lord,
And trusting to his blessed word!
Oh! it was comfort to thy soul,
When with success thou couldst con..oul
The waves of all-destructive sin,
And precious souls for Christ to win!
The young engag'd thy fond concern,
That they as shining lights might burn;
As plants might grow before the Lord,
To the full knowledge of his word!
Were any sick, how sweet thy prayer,
That God in mercy would them spare!

Written by a Pupil aged 13.

How did thy lips his name invoke
To sanctify each painful stroke!
Yes, from experience, I can say,
With what affection thou didst pray,
When on the verge of death I stood *,
Expecting soon to cross the flood!
The Lord was pleas'd to hear thy
prayer,

And graciously my life to spare:
Then may that life devoted be,
While it endures, O Lord, to thee!
No greater pleasure didst thou know
Than to relieve the wretch's woe!
The widow and the orphan shar'd
A parent's love, a friend's regard ;--
And when the mind, with woe oppress'd,
Pour'd all its sorrows in thy breast,
How oft didst thou the pangs assuage
Of erring youth, and drooping age!
E'en those who hate Religion's ways,
Confess thy goodness, speak thy praise.
We mourn thy loss, respect thy worth,
Since few thy image hear on earth;
And may thy God our portion be
Thro' time and in eternity!
Then swiftly fly, ye wheels of time,
And bring me to that joyful clime,
Where now thy happy spirit reigns,
Reliev'd from cares, releas'd from
pains!
Sweet thought!
renew!

our friendship to

Till then, dear honour'd friend, adieu!
Painswick.

* Alluding to a dangerous illness the preceding spring.

Printed by G. AULD, Greville Street, London,

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