ship business-Christ was to do His part, and we must do ours. And a poor half mine was, for I just went on in the old rut, troubled enough for sin, but no power to mend-no peace, no liberty.

A poor man, a shoemaker, called one day to see Mrs. about a little matter of business, and he said to her, after some conversation with her about her soul, 'I see plain enough where you are. Why, you are under the law. What you want now is to hear a full and finished salvation in Christ; and if the Spirit of God blessed it to your soul, you would then enjoy the liberty and peace of the Gospel.' He directed her where to go, and she asked me to accompany her, for we were both alike-seeking peace and pardon, and power to fight against sin; so we went together the next Sunday. The first hymn given out I shall never forget to my dying day

"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,

That saved a wreteh like me;

I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see."

I felt great power with that hymn, and it seemed to open my heart to receive the sermon. When the preacher set out God's way of saving a poor sinner by the doing and dying of Christ, and the knowledge of this in the soul by the work of the Spirit, and all coming out of the electing love of God the Father, I felt heaved up out of my place. I seemed risen up out of a pit I * I give the exact words used by the speaker.

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had long lain in; all that Christ did and suffered seemed made over to me, and my sin made over to Him. Oh! didn't I of that place happy! But as I neared my house-my wicked, polluted home-I felt ready to sink. My trade never appeared so odious as now. I felt I must part with it if I starved, or we all went into the Union. From that day Mrs. and I regularly. attended that ministry; and with much profit to both our souls. Not long after the minister called upon me. I said to him, 'Sir,

my business lies very heavy upon me, but what can I do with it ?' 'The religion that does not cost us something is worth nothing, my friend,' he said; and what you give up in faith you will never lose by in the long run.' These words struck into me;

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so when he was gone I committed the matter to God, and I went to Mrs. and told her I was now fixed to have no more to do with this sinful business. 'I'll cast myself upon God,' I said, and I believe He will provide.' Take me as a lodger,' she said, 'and that will be a little help.' She has been with me six years, and from the day I gave up my business to the present hour, I have never known the want of a penny. I have supported my family by washing, and now I feel fully persuaded God will prove Jehovah Jireh, and will provide for all our needs to the end."

The tidings of a salvation completed in Christ, brought home to the heart by the power of the Spirit of God, is the mighty means whereby souls are led to walk in newness of life. Believers in Jesus are led to desire by grace to adorn the doctrines of God their Saviour in all things; and though because of the power of the flesh there is far more of failure than success, nevertheless the desires of the new creature in Christ are after holiness and conformity to the mind and will of God. The truths of the Gospel received into the heart by divine power work effectually now, as of old, and prove in every case this great fact: "Christ gave Himself that He might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people zealous of good works."

That word "a full Gospel" led me to serious reflection, of which I wish to say one word; and then write to the end of this poor woman's story.

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THE GLORY THAT EXCELLETH. HERE is a preciousness in Jesus, that, if we saw it fully, would put out our eyes for discovering glory in external things. We should be unable to distinguish the great from the small, the bright from the dark; the remaining rays of Christ's glory lingering on the eyeballs would extinguish the light of other things, that they would become a general confusion. If Christ, were truly apprehended, we should cease to know what the world calls little or great,-the pursuit of an empire or of a butterfly would be to us alike little.

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"PLENTY OF ROOM FOR YOU."

HEN I read the inscription on the front of the New Chapel, at Kedington, it rather impressed my mind; it stands

REHOBOTH

BAPTIST CHAPEL,

ERECTED 1850,

RE-BUILT 1865.

As I stood in the pulpit in the evening the thought, the desire, the prayer rushed through my soul, like this, "Lord! grant that many a poor sinner may come and look on this incriptions, and be led to ask, What does Rehoboth mean? And then I really cried out “Lord! do speak in the inquiring soul and say, “It means, THERE IS PLENTY OF ROOM FOR YOU." So lightning-like was this thought and desire in me, that I do hope GoD will cause it to be realized in many a sinner's heart; and in the real conversion of many a sinner's soul.

Rehoboth at Kedington, in the threefold corner of Cambs, Suffolk, and Essex, was re-opened on Wednesday Sept. 13th, 1865. We had a sermon the previous evening from "The Village Preacher," in Haverhill Baptist chapel; and on opening the new and much enlarged Rehoboth, at Kedington, on the Wednesday, we realized the promise; and the particulars of which I purpose to write in a letter to Robert Powell, the late Minister; and give it in this next "CHEERING WORDS," or in EARTHEN VESSEL, I do not know which. Let me here say, it was a happy time. Having been invited many years since by Mr. John Dillostone to take part in the opening services of their firstchapel; having been invited and enabled to attend their anniversary services every year for sixteen annual gatherings; having been always well received, and kindly treated, above all, God having always apeared to sanction and satiate my soul in that place; under all these circumstances, when I saw again that sweet cottage on Woodland Green, where John

Dillostone, his indulgent wife, and his loving children dwell; when I saw the newly-built chapel; when John Dillostone commenced the services; and friends all sang and seemed happy, my heart was so full, I could scarcely tell where or what I was. Howbeit, Mr. Murking, the pastor, prayed very preciously; Mr. Willis, the co-pastor, at Clare, pleaded earnestly. Mr. Wilson, and myself preached warmly; and I may add, Miss Wallis, now over eighty, and the Dillostones and friends supplied the visitors bountifully; and after all, he sang,

"All hail the power of Jesu's name," &c.

SINAI AND CALVARY.

I raised mine eyes to Sinai, and there transfixed with awe,
Beheld the majesty of God, as in His holy law;

I saw the lighning's vivid flash, I heard the thunders roll,
And a sense of awful guiltiness, burst in upon my soul.

"Do this and live," I heard Him say, "do not, and thou shalt die:"
"O God I've broken every law," was all that I could cry,
I've trampled under foot Thy word, Thy just commands forgot;"
And on my face to earth I fell, pardon expecting not.

"Lift up thy head, and look once more," I heard a voice proclaim,
And those sweet notes like music seemed to steal across my frame;
I tremblingly obeyed His call, and raised from earth mine eyes,
To gaze upon that wondrous scene with glad yet sad surprise.

I turned to Calvary, and behold my Saviour and my God,
Expiring 'neath the burden of my sin's tremendous load;
I felt how hateful in God's sight was sin, and I was sad,

I saw through Christ my sins forgiven and my poor heart was glad.
I listened to His dying groans, ""Tis finished" heard Him cry,
And the sun in all its glory shone forth from the darkened sky:
Mercy and truth together met, and justice satisfied,

Proclaimed forgiveness through the blood of Christ the crucified."
Can it be true? my soul enquires, then breaking forth in praise,
Up to the heavens in grateful hymns, my heart and voice I raise;
While angels catch the gladsome sounds and thro' the courts above,
Re-echo songs of thankfulness for Jesus' matchless love.
Lee, August 27th, 1865.

T. G. C. A.

WONDERFUL FAITH, AND ABUNDANCE OF FRUIT.

H! Yes there is a ladder between heaven and earth,

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where the LORD is honoured, where He is really sought unto and believed in, there He doth, in some cases, open the windows of heaven, and pour down a blessing."

I know He does. Let me say-and I hope I do not presume I have prayed down many a deliverance. But our Heavenly Father independently exercises His own Sovereignty as to the how, when, and where, He will bless.

I am reading Mr. George Muller's report of his Orphan Houses, and Mission Work.

There is one page I will give as a modern illustration of [the quietness and confidence in God with which Mr. Muller seems to be favoured.

LORD, do bless the reading of this to many. Let it help some to cast all their care upon thyself. Mr. Muller says:

"I received information that a donor, who for twenty months, month after month, had sent me £100 for the Building Fund, £28 8s. for the printing of tracts, and £28 8s. for the support of thirty-one orphans, had died, and as one of the very last things he did, he kindly had sent me again this donation, which I received on the 8th. The same donor had, also, previous to these last twenty months, sent me for nineteen months, month by month, £28 8s. for the printing of tracts, and £28 8s. for the support of the orphans. And previous again to that he had kindly sent me various donations, amounting to several hundred pounds besides, so that altogether about £5,000, or nearly so, must have been sent to me by him. This dear Christian donor was now removed-suddenly removed. And what, you ask, dear reader, was the effect made upon my mind? The news found me in peace, the news was read in peace, and the news did not for a moment rob me of my peace. I thanked God, for having continued this dear donor to me so long; I thanked God that He had taken His dear servant to Himself in peace. I was no more