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98,-109. Beggar; blind man; foldiers; coal-loads;
young gentry; burial; ftately houfe; cottage;
colliers; drunk woman; lame man; carnal company
flocks; well: river: green earth; godly friends,
III,-120. Inn; account ftated; dinner: wicked
converfe; beggar fitting; garden; plants; pease ;
trees: nettles; wood; birds; hunting; fowler;
wedding, 122,-133. Clouds; thunder; fwollen
brook; fine view, alley: robbery; indolent and
active farmer; corn; fed horfe; grafs-hoppers;
glow-worms; birds; fox; palace; flocks: fhepherds:
ftones, 134-144. Hill-top: view of the world:
Portugal, Spain, France, Navarre, Italy, Savoy.
Switzerland, Germany. Flanders, Holland, Scan-
dinavia, Poland, Hungary, Ruffia, Mengrelia, Tar-
tary, Japan, China, India, Perfia, Armenia, Turkey,
Arabia, Palestine, Africa, America, Polar regions,
Ifles, 143,-159. Declining fun: defcent of the
hill comely thifles: great river: fhips: ferry
boat: fetting off: blind musician: ftorm: danger:
deliverance: friends meeting: dried: warmed: fup-
per library furveyed: devotion: bedding: dream,
160,173.

Of the HARVEST-JOURNAL.

AWAKENING noife: clothes put on children put
to prayer family worship: departure: runridge:
rain corn rank, good, withered, weedy, ripe: old
foldier: young friend: poft-boy: reapers hired:
reaping gleaners: idle talk: dangerous toads :
unequal reaping: breakfast: scattered apples: bad
corn, 175194. Guns difcharged: mad-dog:
roup: exchange: faithful cur: fwine: vermine: poul-
try: ripening fields: clergymen: carcafe: apprentice:
wall: mafon figns: run-away fervant and child:
oven laboratory and diftillery: printing-houfe: en-

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OW I am half awakened; but feel a firong "inclination to fleep." Alas! my fluggifh foul; how long wilt thou fleep in thy fins? How often hath God roufed my confcience by fharp trouble, ftinging conviction, and alarming terrors of his law? How often hath he half-awakened my affections by the pleasant gales of his fpiritual influ ence? but have not my floth, my ftupidity, ftifled and checked those impreffions? Have not I, times without number, cried out, "Lord have PATIENCE with me, and I will pay thee all: yet a little fleep, a little flumber, a little folding of the hands to fleep?" How long have I "ftaid in the place of the breaking forth of children? How often have I, like Zarah, put forth my hand toward a spiritual birth, and then drawn it back? What numerous convictions have I ftifled by childish paftimes, carnal bufinefs, prefumptuous finning, or by legal prayers, vows, and attempts towards duty? How often have paffing concern for eternal falvation, inward ravishment in prayer, in reading or hearing Gods word t, and fearful returns to wallow in finful practices, alternately prevailed with me!

† Ifa, lviii. 2. Matth. xiii, 26.

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"AGAIN fallen afleep, I have dreamed the most "unfubftantial and incoherent fancies." Nay, alas! my life, my religion, my hopes of heaven, are but an empty dream! Quickly fhall this world, which I make my portion, my ALL, be as a dream which paffeth away; and thefe eternal things, which I have reckoned unfubftantial dreams, become fad earnest. "One calls me to arife." Ah! how often! how loudly hath God called to my foul, "What meanest thou, O fleeper? arife and call upon thy God: it may be he will think upon thee, that thou perish not. It is high time for thee to awake out of fleep; for now is thy damnation or falvation nearer,” much nearer, than at thy birth. "Now is the accepted time; now is the day of falvation. To-day if thou wilt hear his voice, harden not thy heart; boast not of to-morrow; for thou knoweft not what a day may bring forth."

"My ftrength is not yet fully recovered: fince 66 my late fever, I find my body is never so fresh "and vigorous, as once it was." And feel I not the weakness of my foul, that he is no way recovered from the finful, the dangerous fever, which I contraced in my mother's belly? More than twelve years have I lien in the fever of outrageous luft, and flaming enmity against the Most High: even now, that quinteffence of hell reigns and rageth within me. Lord, was not I in baptifm early,—deeply, fworn to be wholly and only thine? Hat thou not, all my life, loaded me with thy benefits! And do I thus foolishly, thus wickedly requite thee, with treachery and hatred for thy love? Of thy mercy, my late dangerous fickness was not unto death: and if it had, where had my foul now dwelt? Certainly "with devouring fire, with everlasting burnings." But what am I better of either trouble or delive

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