heart;

soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, as a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the

and thus laying the whole of my nature on his own altar, and presenting me “a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God,” + through the virtue of his own atonement. In this way, dear Lord, prepare me for that approaching spectacle, in which thou shalt be the principal object — the object every eye shall see, with unutterable joy, or wild dismay.

66 I saw heaven opened, and, behold, a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war. His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew but he himself. And he was clothed in a vesture dipped in blood ; and his name is called, THE WORD OF GOD. And the armies which were in heaven followed him upon white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean. And out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword, that with it he should smite the nations ; and he shall rule them with a rod of iron; and he treadeth the wine-press of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God, And he hath on his

vesture and on his thigh a name written, KING OF

KINGS and LORD OF LORDS. Let me now love and serve thee, O Jesus, as the revealed and the revealing WORD; I shall then welcome and follow thee in thy train, as the Sovereign Word.

THAT NAME! O write it here,
Dear Saviour, on my heart;

Then come thyself and read it there,
When heaven and earth depart.

My title this shall be,

To join thy white-robed train,

When humbled worlds shall bow the knee,
And thou alone shalt reign.

.FIFTY SECOND MEDITATION.

WONDERFUL.

Isaiah an

MY SAVIOUR is "WONDERFUL.” * nounced that he should be crowned with this, among a cluster of other diadems. When Christ, the blessed angel of the covenant, appeared to Manoah, he assumed this name, "Wonderful." + But Manoah, feeling like a true believer the weight of his sinfulness, and failing, like Peter, under a sense of the load, mistook his character, and feared that because he had seen God, he should surely die. Manoah confessed that he was GOD; but seems to have forgotten that he was GOD the Saviour, till his faithful wife reminded him of the gracious promises, which this Saviour left behind for their consolation.

My mind is attracted by any surprising occurrence, either in or out of the course of nature.

Whatever is unusual excites my attention, and, in proportion to its novelty, my astonishment. Whatever is curious and beautiful in art, lovely or magnificent in creation, impresses and captivates my mind. But in my Saviour, beauty and sublimity reach their acme; and it is only because my spiritual sensibilities are blunted by sin, that I am not absorbed in admiration whenever I sit down to meditate upon any name, or word, or work of Emanuel. Do I

in

awe upon the attributes of his proper Deity, or in love upon the perfections of his humanity ? Do I contemplate the works he wrought, or the sufferings he en. dured; the wisdom of his doctrines, or the unblemished purity of his obedience; the tendern'ess of his compassion, or the. infinite merit of his expiation for sin ? What is the point of view in which he does not appear wonderful ? He is the wonder of angels, who look down into these things from heaven; and the wonder of devils, who survey them from hell with astonishment, envy, and hatred. He sustains this character in the stupendous plans of providence and grace, and in all the subordinate plans, which affect the church and individual souls. To me he appears most wonderful in the dispensations which have

ruled over my own history, and which are uniting to accomplish my salvation.

If I feel thus, when I now meditate upon one, or, in succession, upon all, of the names, and works, and sufferings of my Saviour, what will be my emotions when I shall have an eye to see, and a soul to comprehend, all his glorious perfections and ways? All may perhaps be swallowed up in this: "Thy love to me was wonderful," in that Thou shouldst design, and even delightnay, more, even glory to become my WONDERFUL SAVIOUR.

When all these WONDROUS NAMES I view,
Like diadems of light,

Or gems of every form and hue,

That charm the ravished sight,

I ask, enchained with sweet surprise,
Is this a dream illudes mine eyes,
Or meteor gleams that vainly rise,
Then leave my soul in night?

Ah! no; far more than seraphs see,
Who gaze with folded wing,
My precious Saviour is to me, -
And more than verse can sing.

* 2 Sam. i. 26.