tudinarian principles, a pious minister sent him this book; which had the desired effect. He immediately renounced his infidel scheme, and ever after was an advocate for the funda mental doctrines of the pospel.

Your candor will excuse trivial faults; but should you perceive material errors, act like a friend, and make them known to me. As soon as you find a vacant hour, devote it to your ever affectionate friend, FANNY WOODBURY.

JOURNAL, 1812.

March 20. This world is replete with chang. es, misfortunes, separations, sins and troubles. Some are dying, going the way of all the earth; others are introduced into this mutable state, to fill up the vacancies. Some are pining on beds of sickness; others surfeited with exhuberant health. Some are soaring to honors and emoluments; others verging to the deepest obscurity; some ossessed of princely power, and affluent fortunes; others enslaved to cruel tyrants, groaning under poverty and ignominious chains. Some are glorying in the most consummate wickedness, without one relenting sigh, or one foreboding fear; others there are, groaning under the burden of their guilt, and bondage, ready to despair of mercy; and others exulting in the superlative love of Jesus, and as it were transported to the third heavens.

Alas, some have parted with friends, near and dear, as life itself. Yes, in this worid I must never more behold one whom I delight to call my friend, my sister. Harriet is now probably sailing the boisterous Atlantic, in quest of the benighted shores of India, there

to instruct poor Indians, and shew to them Jesus, whose blood cleanseth from all sin; which the waters of the Ganges cannot wash away, O my friend, dear art thou to my fond heart, which almost bleeds at parting. May Jesus fit us to meet in his kingdom above, where the falling tear shall be wiped away, and our souls shall praise his name forevermore.

April 25. Last Thursday I heard Mr. B. E. preach our preparatory lecture from these words, "Whosoever shall eat this bread, and drink this cup, unworthily, shall be guilty of the body and blood of the Lord." It was a most searching sermon, and I think made as deep impression on my mind, as any I ever heard. I do hope it will not be as water spilt on the ground; but, like the seed that fell on good soil, may it spring up, and bear abundant fruit, to the glory of sovereign grace.

that I, and every professor, who heard that solemn discourse, may faithfully and diligently examine ourselves it, and see if we are not weighed in the balance, and found wanting. O merciful Father, be with us all on the ensuing Sabbath; meet with us in our closets; display thy radiant glory to our view, and enable us to wrestle with thee, like Jacob, and like Israel, to prevail. Welcome us to thy table, feed our hungry souls with good things, and fill them with humble repentance, and admiring joy and gratitude. May our lamps be replenished with oil, our graces enlivened and confirmed, and our whole souls ravished with the beauties of our Redeemer. Bless our minister with renewed unction of divine grace.

April 28. Yesterday I passed the afternoon

very agreeably with N. W. I was very free in conversation, and communicated some things, which, I believe had better been kept secret. I have full and increasing evidence, that my tongue is an unruly evil, replete with deadly poison; hard, very hard, to govern. O that I may be enabled to set a double guard, to watch the door of my lips. O the rich compassion of Jesus! He still bears with my continual provocation, and gives me now and then a glimpse of his resplendent beauties. Sure he is lovely, altogether lovely, deserving a world of praise. What are the riches of both the Indies; what are all the honors, emoluments and pleasures of the whole globe, compared to an interest in his favor and the enjoyment of his smiles? O may his superlative excellence be known, and admired by the ignorant Hottentot, the infatuated Mahometan, the superstitious Hindoo, the poor degraded African, the enlightened European, the highly favored American, and by all classes of people in all climes. Blessed Jesus, erect thy throne in every heart; shed abroad thy love in every breast; and cause thy name to be praised from the rising of the sun to his going down. Bless our dear missionaries on the dangerous ocean; bring them safely and speedily to the benighted shores of Hindostan, with hearts overflowing with gratitude, glowing with philanthropy and burning with heavenly zeal.

Letter to Miss A. C. H. of Bradford.

Beverly, June 6, 1812.

PERHAPS I ought to apologize, my dear Miss H. for again troubling you with a letter, es

pecially, as I rather think you have not answered my last. But as we humbly hope we are partakers of the same special grace; travelling to the same eternal home, let us do all in our power, to help each other, to bear each other's burdens, and provoke unto love and good works. How is it with you? I trust you enjoy the presence of your covenant God, and are engaged in promoting his glorious caus. Alas, what shall I say of myself? I am cold and stupid in the service of the greatest and best of beings. "Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night" over my wretched unbelief, obduracy, pride, ingratitude, and every evil of my heart. Blessed be God for Jesus Christ. One drop of that precious blood, which he voluntarily shed on Calvary, "can wash the dismal stain away." Tho our sins be of scarlet color and a crimson hue, in number and magnitude rising to the very heavens, and calling aloud for vengeance, yet Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners. "Amazing pity, grace unknown, and love beyond degree." O. the height the depth and the length of the love of Christ. Let us ponder much on the glorious, stupendous theme, tho our ideas must be very inadequate, till we are landed in the Canaan above, where faith and hope are forever superseded by the full vision and fruition of our Savior and our God. There we, (shall I be thus favored?) consummately holy and happy, shall sing the song of redeeming love, with admiring wonder and rapturous joy, "Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom,

and strength, and honor, and glory, and blessing." Seeing we hope for such great things, let us observe the apostle's injunction, "Be ye therefore steadfast, immoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord. Christians should shine as lights in the world. They should live in the constant exercise of religion, displaying eminently the fruits of the Spirit in their lives and conversation, that others may take knowledge of them, that they have been with Jesus, and are one with him. My dear friend, I am weary of this lassitude. I am sick of this stupidity. I do long to be engaged in religion, to glow with a noble zeal for the cause of Zion, and with alacrity do all in my power for its advancement. But alas,

"when I would do good, evil is present with me." I will not trouble you any more with my complaints at present; but you will rejoice with me, that we have a compassionate High Priest, who can be touched with the feeling of our infirmities, having been tempted like as we are in all points, sin excepted. In all our difficulties and sorrows, let us repair to him, and implore grace to help in time of need.

Sabbath morn, June 7. My dear friend, religion in this place is at very low ebb. Iniquity abounds, and the love of many appears to be waxing cold. It is to be feared, that the religion of many is only nominal; that they call Christ Lord, Lord; but are not careful to do the things, which he commands. Sinners notice their conversation, and exulting ask, “What do ye more than others?” But in these times of general declension it is my consoling hope,