for that country. They sailed from New Haven; before they entered' the ship, and as they took leave of their dear friends, amid a great company of Christians, they all united in singing a beautiful hymn. Three verses of this I will now read to you:

"Wake, isles of the south! your redemption is near;
No longer repose in the borders of gloom;
The strength of His chosen in love will appear,
And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb;

The heathen will hasten to welcome the time,

The day-spring, the prophet in vision once saw, When the beams of Messiah will 'lumine each clime, And the isles of the ocean shall wait for His law.

And thou, ОBOOKIAH, now sainted above,

Shalt rejoice as the heralds their mission disclose; And thy prayers shall be heard, that the land thou didst love May blossom as Sharon, and bud as the rose!"

Oh! what care and goodness in God, thus to guide this lonely child to this country, and, by his means, lead many to that whole nation!

to go and carry the gospel

The Sabbath is now

known there, and many thousands have already learned to read the Word of God; and we believe multitudes have become true Christians, and have followed Henry to the presence of God in heaven. When they were heathen, they used to kill almost all their children when they were small; and many of them were murdered, and given to their idol gods. One day, when the

little church there was sitting down at the communion table, a poor woman, who had been a heathen, but who was now a Christian, was seen to weep most bitterly. One of the ministers asked her why she wept and wrung her hands. "Oh!" said she, "why did I not know of this blessed God before! Why did I not! I once had six sweet children-they are all gone-Imurdered them all with my own hands! But oh, if I had known about God as I now do, they might this day have been alive!" They have now left off the cruel practice of murdering their children. They know better.

Perhaps some of my little hearers are orphans, -have no father, or no mother. I can feel for such; for I know what it is to stand by the grave of a father when a child. But let me say to you, that God will take care of you. He takes care of the lily. You have heard of the ostrich, that great bird which lives in the wilderness. She lays her eggs in the sand, and then leaves them for ever. The warm sun hatches the young ostrich, and there is no mother to feed and take care of it. But God takes care of it, and feeds it; and will He not much more take care of the child who has lost father or mother, if that child ask Him to be a father? Surely He will.

Children, you have all yet to meet with trials and disappointments. You are meeting with them every day. You will have sickness, and

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pain, and sorrow, and you want a friend whose love cannot change. You must die, and be buried in the ground; and you want God to take care of you, whether you live in this world or in the next. Well, God will be such a Friend to you on these conditions:

1. You must ask Him to be your Father and Friend. Ask Him every day, and feel that without His blessing upon you every day, your feet may fall, your eyes fill with tears, and your soul meet with death. Ask in the name of Jesus Christ.

2. You must promise Him sincerely that you will obey Him and do His will. Suppose you had no father or no mother, and a great, and good, and rich man were to offer to take you, and take care of you, and make you his own child, and should say he would do it all, on the condition that you obliged him and did his will,-would you not at once promise to do it? And so you ought to promise God.

3. You must love God as you would the best father in the world. Love His Son, because He is the express image of the Father. Love His word, His people, His service, His commands, and thus give Him your heart, and He will be your Friend for ever and ever. Amen.

"Jesus-who, by the grace of God, should taste death for every man."-HEBREWS ii. 9.

IF I should speak about figurative language, I wonder if these children would know what I mean? Some, no doubt, would. But lest all could not understand it, I will tell you what I mean. If I should walk out with one of these children, on some fair and beautiful morning, and see the bright sun, and the trees full of blossoms, and the ground covered with green grass, and hear the birds sing, I might stop and say to my little friend, "How pleasant! The very fields smile!" By this I should not mean that the fields have eyes, and a mouth, and a face, and can smile, just as we do. But this is

figurative language. So when the Bible says, "The sea saw God, and was afraid," it means the waters rolled back, and went away, just as a man would run away when he was afraid. This is figurative language. The sea rolled back, just as if it were afraid. The fields look pleasant, just as a man does when he smiles.

Now, see if you cannot understand this beautiful text. In the times when the Bible was written, they used to put men to death, who had broken the laws, in different ways. Some were stoned to death. Some were drowned. But one very common way was, to make them take a cup and drink what was in it. This cup used to have poison in it. The condemned man drank it, and in a few moments was dead. In this way Socrates, one of the best heathen that ever lived, and who was put to death unjustly, died. "The fatal cup was brought. Socrates asked what it was necessary for him to do. 'Nothing more,' replied the servant, 'than, as soon as you have drunk it, to walk about till you find your legs grow weary, and afterwards lie down upon your bed.' He took up the cup without any emotion or change in his colour or countenance-and then drank off the whole draught with an amazing tranquillity."

Now, the text represents all men as guilty of crime, and justly condemned to die. It is just as if all were shut up in prison, and doomed to