THE SILENT PASTOR; OR CONSOLATIONS FOR THE SICK. BY THOMAS SADLER, PH.D. "I was sick, and ye visited me."---MATT. xxv. 36. There is a soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out!'' SHAKESPERE. LONDON: CHAPMAN, BROTHERS, 121, NEWGATE STREET. ΤΟ MY MOTHER, TO WHOM I OWE MORE THAN TO ANY OTHER LIVING FRIEND, AND WHO HAS LONG BORNE. AND IS STILL BEARING, WITH EXEMPLARY PATIENCE AND FORTITUDE, ONE OF THOSE SEVERE ILLNESSES WITH WHICH OUR HEAVENLY FATHER SOMETIMES SEES FIT TO EXERCISE US, THIS LITTLE WORK 18 DEDICATED, WITH WARM AND GRATEFUL AFFECTION. PREFACE. DURING my pastoral visits to the sick, and in hours of indisposition which have fallen to my own portion, I have frequently felt the want of some little work, particularly adapted to the circumstances, which should tend to soothe, purify and elevate the mind. The following pages are submitted to the public in the hope of, to some extent, supplying this want, which I apprehend has been experienced by others, not less than by myself. |