All hail reproach, and welcome pain,
Only thy terrors, Lord! restrain."

After these soul-reviving seasons, in which my views of time and eternity were expanded, I had some unexpected trials to pass through; some of which I will briefly notice, for the profit of the youth, who perhaps may be benefited by reading my experience. They commenced by many unpleasant thoughts darting into my mind, which troubled me much, and I consider them as from the enemy; my cry is,

"Away, vain thoughts that lodge within."

Thus resisting the unhallowed impressions, and drawing near to God by constant inward breathings, I close the day in peace, and come to my place of devotion with these sweet words;

"I come to own thy power divine,
That watches o'er my days."

For several days I could say with David, " my foot had well nigh slipped;" but these temptations only served to rouse up my mind, and prepare me to be ready to meet what followed.

Several of my young friends had experienced a change of heart, and we spent many happy, and I trust profitable hours together, which endeared us to each other. I viewed them as tokens of God's favor to me, and they viewed me as instrumental of their good.

"My God, I am thine, what comfort divine,
What a blessing to know that my Jesus is mine:

In the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am;

And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name,

"Now onward I haste to the heavenly feast;
That, that is the fulness; but this is the taste;
And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove
To the Heaven of. heavens in Jesus's love."

My mind was sweetly exercised, even in sleep; -one night I fancied that I was in a large assembly, preaching from these words, " Repent, for the kingdom of Heaven is at hand." Could I preach as well when awake as when asleep, I should think "wo is me, if I preach not the Gospel ;"-and even now, if I was a man, I should think it was my duty, and should be willing to go and preach Jesus, and hold a bleeding Saviour up to view before a guilty world of sinners. O Saviour! thou art call

ing me to something, I know not what; but my concern is so great for my fellow-mortals, that I could willingly do or suffer whatever the good Lord should be pleased to lay upon me.

"Come, O my God, thyself reveal,
Fill all this mighty void."

For thou only canst make duty plain, and give my troubled bosom peace.-Thou, Lord, hast given me a talent to occupy, and by grace I am determined to be faithful unto death.

October 1st.

My mind is led to view Jesus as the only Saviour, and he is every way sufficient to save a helpless soul, who trusts in him for grace and receives power daily to conquer every foe, and press towards the kingdom.

For two months past I have written very little. Reading, meditation, and prayer, has drank up the moments, which I could arrest from the busy scenes of domestic employment, and the fruit has been sweet. The anxieties of my mind have been great ; and I have not wisdom enough to discern all the devices of the enemy. To use the words of the poet;

"I have no skill the smare to shun,

But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art; ever into ruin run,

But thou art greater than my heart."

Mark the features of my mind. For I have "put on Christ, making no provision for the flesh to fulfil the lusts thereof;" neither can I bear to have one moment of my time run to waste, but all my time spent to the glory of God, and the good of souls. Time to me appears to be short. O that I may do a little good in the vineyard of the Lord before I die. Stimulate my heart, O thou Prince Im manuel! that I may be more industrious, and more prudent, more watchful, prayerful, humble and holy, yea, like thyself, thou source of all perfection.

With the apostle of the Gentiles I can pray, "may the very God of peace sanctify me wholly ;may my spirit, and soul, and body, be preserved blameless unto the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ," 1 Thess. v. 23.

One week more has rolled into vast eternity, and my great Redeemer has been very precious to my soul. This day I sat under the droppings of his sanctuary, and his banner over me was love. O my love, thou art all fair-there is no spot in thee let me be adorned with thy righteousness, and

then I shall be prepared for Heaven; yea, I shall have a heaven to go to Heaven in.

"The way the holy Prophets went,
The road that leads from banishment,
The King's highway of holiness

I'll go for all his paths are peace."

One day more is gone, and it is

"A Heaven below my Redeemer to know,
And the Angels can do nothing more

Than to fall at his feet, and the story repeat,
And the Lover of sinners adore."

O! the unbounded love I have for God, and the melting love I have for perishing sinners! Lord! revive thy blessed work in this place, and strengthen the weak lambs of thy flock.

One Sabbath more-O Lord! give me wisdom and strength, skill and grace to know, and do thy will; yea, Lord, let me receive the word from thy mouth, and warn the people from thee. Blessed be God for his goodness to me this day; for he has given me strength to stand in his counsel. In the morning, whilst prostrate before him in prayer, I had an immediate answer, that he would give me strength to do my duty, warn the wicked, and reprove sin wherever I see it. O Lord! make me a terror to evil doers, and a praise to those who do well. Several weeks roll away, and nothing special. Some trials and depression of spirit I experienced; for I cannot give up the thoughts of visiting other regions before I die, especially Vermont. But I rest with great confidence, that God, whose I am and whom I serve, will clear the way before me.

The Lord makes my days to prosper, while

"I give my mortal interest up,
And make my God my all."

This holy treasure-the Bible! O what a body of truth-how deep its mines-how rich its treasures. O thou, who alone canst give me true understanding of it, shine forth. I thank thee for what I do already understand of this mystery. Yet all I have learned only begets an unbounded hungering and thirsting after wisdom, righteousness, sanctification, and complete redemption.

"O God! thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore;

Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord,
That I may love thee more."

O shall I even I, stand on Zion's balmy top ?— Shall I see the King in his beauty-shall I wear a white robe-shall I bear a glittering crown on my exalted head, through grace? This precious Word informs me that I may.-What a monument of grace shall I be, if I ever get to Heaven. Glory to God in the highest, that there is peace to be obtained on this earth!

"JESUS, the name that charms our fears,

And bids our sorrows cease;

'Tis music in the sinner's ears,

'Tis life, and health, and peace."

My days are passing sweetly away, whilst I am watching for opportunities to expose all sinful habits, especially those of youth. This day I have had opportunity of showing the evils, which result