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and not be weary; then shall I run the heavenly race, and not faint; then shall I mount up in heart and affection to thee, my adorable Jesus, as on eagle's wings.

I am full of deadly diseases. Sin has poisoned all the springs of life; polluted all the powers of my soul; and filled me with a dire disease. O! Thou great Physician, apply the healing balm of thy precious blood; cleanse the thoughts of my heart by the inspiration of thy Holy Spirit; and make me a new man, through the healthful Spirit of thy grace.

I have lost the sense of feeling. Sin has paralysed my soul; blunted the edge of my conscience; and hardened my heart. O! give me a quick perception of evil, a dread of its approach. May the very breath of sin be nauseous to my soul. May I never rest till the foul corruption be removed; till the inner man be wholly renewed by Thee.

I am spiritually dead. This is my state by nature. Though alive and active to evil, I am dead to God and goodness. Though my mind can devise mischief, I am not sufficient of myself, to think a a good thought. O! Thou, who art the Resurrection and the Life, bid me come forth from the grave of nature's corruption; bid me live, live to thee now, by faith and love; and with thee when time shall be no more, in thy kingdom of glory.

I am every thing that is vile and worthless. This I must be, if, by nature I am spiritually blind, and dumb, and helpless, and diseased, and paralysed, and dead! O! divine Emmanuel! Thou who art the Way, the Truth, and the Life, unite me to Thyself. Then, as viewed in Thee, I shall be beautiful and lovely in the eyes of my heavenly Father. In thee, and clothed with thy righteousness, I shall be complete, without spot and blameless. In thee I shall be adorned with celestial graces, through the indwelling Spirit of Holiness. O! blessed Saviour, wash me through thy precious blood, that every guilty stain may disappear; then, when presented before the

Eternal Father as thy ransomed one, and beheld by Him who cannot look upon iniquity, I shall be accepted IN THEE, as my Righteousness, Atonement, and Intercessor, with complacency and favour, and be admitted through Thee to endless joy and glory.

Whilst a sojourner and pilgrim upon earth, I want to be steadfast in faith, fervent in love, joyful in hope, low in my own eyes, meek in spirit, and pure in heart. These are the graces which constitute

and adorn the Christian character. These are the gold, the silver, and the precious stones which I would build upon the true and only foundation-Jesus Christ the Righteous.

To Him I would look, as the Author and Finisher of every good and perfect gift, bestowed upon perishing sinners by the Spirit of his grace.

Without his Wisdom I shall wander into the mazes of error and heresies; be carried about by every wind of doctrine, and at last make shipwreck of faith and of a good conscience.

Without his Strength I shall never hold on my way, or hold out to the end, amidst the oppositions of the world, the flesh, and the devil. I shall shrink from the cross. I shall betray my Saviour. I shall ruin my soul.

Without his Righteousness, I shall for ever remain under the curse. I may toil and labour by legal obedience, by ceremonial observances, by fastings and prayers, by mortifications and austerities, but I shall still remain unsaved and unblessed. If I seek for justification through these works of the law, I shall never find the favour of God. Jesus is the Lord our Righteousness. He alone can present me perfect and complete, clothed in his only merits. United to Him, all is changed. My works are works of love, not grounds of merit. They are accepted of the Father, through the Son, as fruits of faith and evidences of my adoption into his family.

O! then, 66 none but Christ, none but Christ." He alone, by his Spirit, can enable me to vanquish

the powers of darkness, to overcome the corruptions of my heart, to crucify the lustings of the flesh. The worst enemy I have is myself, strange to tell; yet, no less strange than true! I may fly from other enemies, but from this I cannot flee. Wherever I go, self still is there. The inbred evil travels with me. I may cross mighty oceans, traverse extensive deserts, plunge into the deepest recesses of the tangled forest, or the caverned earth, yet, in the profoundest solitude, -Self is there. The records of the ancient ascetics fully prove that Satan and inbred sin, are as powerful in the mountain cell as in the crowded city.

None but the harassed, tempest-tossed believer knows the dreadful conflicts between the flesh and the Spirit, between the law in his members and the law of his mind. His cry is: "Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I flee away and be at rest ?"* But soon he feels the vanity of this wish; for should he fly on eagle's wings to the earth's remotest bounds, he would carry with him all the evil he deplores. He therefore prays for present grace and strength, for present power to conquer sin, and glorify his Saviour in the place and station divine wisdom has appointed for him. It would not be expedient or fit, that the internal conflict should be minutely described. Those thoughts which, like lightning, dart into the mind, and set the passions on fire, are known only to the tempted believer and the heart-searching God. When hated and resisted, they are temptations, and not sins. The shield of faith alone can quench these fiery darts of Satan. Happy is the tried believer who can say from the heart, at these distressing seasons: Lord, these vile imaginations are my grief, my burden, yea, the very anguish of my soul. My will rejects them, my heart detests them. Thou knowest that I long for deliverance from them. O! come blessed Spirit of Holiness, drive these fiends away. Wash me afresh in the Redeemer's blood. Breathe on my dying graces. Make me more vigorous, more alive to God,

Psa. lv. 6.

more actively employed in all good things; then shall Satan find no room for his hellish injections, but heavenly peace and holy joy will reign triumphant in my soul.


O! that this may be the prayer of my heart, in seasons of conflict with indwelling sin. What continual need do I find of the grace of God. when I would do good, evil is present with me. I find it most difficult to keep my thoughts in subjection to the law of Christ, and to prevent my imagination from roving to the ends of the earth, and building ten thousand visionary schemes. How painful to feel the divine principle so weak, and the corrupt principle so strong. "Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall."* We are saved, not by presumption, but by a holy fear. Thus saith the Lord, "I will not turn away from them to do them good; but I will put my fear in their hearts, that they shall not depart from me."+ Lord implant thy fear in my heart, entwined with hope in thy love, that, through a lively faith in Jesus, I may stand in the evil day, obtain the victory, and receive the crown of life, to the praise of the glory of thy grace.

My soul, bless'd Saviour, panteth after thee,
To find Thee, forms the summit of desire:
Thy smile can set my mourning spirit free,
Thy peace my heart with holy joy inspire.

A wretched wanderer on forbidden ground,
Thy Name and Will was long to me unknown;
But mercy sought me in this night profound,
And kindly drew me to Thyself alone.

Thy voice of love, in accents sweet and mild,
Reveal'd Salvation in that favour'd hour;
Thy Spirit form'd me to a little child,

The seal and witness of thy grace and power.

But ah! thy patience since that joyful day,
Has borne my languors with a Father's love;
+ Jer. xxxii. 40.

* 1 Cor. x. 12.

Thee have I left-ungrateful have I stray'd,
Though still my mercies ever faithful prove.
Why do I feel such weakness in my heart?
Such cold affections to my heavenly Friend?
It is not Thou, bless'd Saviour—I depart
From Thee, whose love nor measure knows nor end.

Take pity Lord-Dispel my guilty fear;
Subdue my heart-its hardness now remove.
My soul on GOLGOTHA to Thee was dear,
I rest, O God, on thine Eternal Love.




"These are the words which I spake unto you, while I was yet with you, that all things must be fulfilled which were written in the law of Moses, and in the Prophets, and in the Psalms, concerning me."-Luke xxiv. 44.

"Search the Scriptures;......they are they which testify of me.' -John v. 39.

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"We have found him of whom Moses in the law, and the Prophets did write."-John i. 45.

"The testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.”—Rev. xix. 10.

WHEN Infidelity is erecting its standard against the truth, and labouring to turn away thousands from the faith; when Popery is augmenting its power, by which the light will be withdrawn in proportion as that power is strengthened; it behoves the friends of Jesus to study well the oracles of truth, that they may be able to withstand the sophistries of infidels and every deviation from the word of God. As Bible Christians, we should "be ready always to give an answer to every man that asketh us a reason of the

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