Imatges de pÓgina

DUTY UNPLEASANT. "T18 not enough to serve the Lord, But we must make the work our

choice; And counting this its own reward,

Delight thereió, aud much rejoice. Stradus did to the priest repair,

A case of conscience to propose ; He said, he daily did with pray'r

The morn begin, and ev'ning close. But since this work was dull, it made Him glad when o'er, and therefore

seek, If fourteen pray’rs on Sunday said,

Were not as well for all the week? Yes, sure,' said the divine,- for still, When men treir pray’rs so irksome

call, 'Tis equal, pray they how they will, Or if they never pray at all.'


Let God arise ; let his enemies be

scatlered.' Psa. Ixviii. 1. Tave saith the Lord,' My soo shall

To earth's remotest bound;
I will his holy throne maintain,

And all his foes confound.'
Arise, O God, thy strength display,

Stretch forth thy conqu’riog sword; O'er every land thy sceptre sway,

And shed thy grace abroad.
Now let the dragon's empire cease ;

The shades of pight dispel;
Thy pris'uers from their chains re-

lease ;
And crush the pow'rs of hell.
Soon may the Gentile and the Jew

With one consent submit;
And men of ev'ry name and huc,

Bow at Emanuel's feet.
Send forti thy Spirit with thy word,

To every tribe and tongue ; ,
Let all the nations paise the Lord
In one delightful song.

S. D.

On the Motto to the Earl of

Aylesbury's Arms, « THINK AND THANK.' • TRINK,' O my soul, what once you

were, A slave to Sin, to Woe an heir,

A child of guilt and wrath: . And thank the Lord thy devious

ways Were straiten'd by restraining grace

Ere thou resign d thy breath. Oft on the gall and wormwood. Think,' Full oft you totter'd on the brink

Of everlasting woe! Sporting with sio,-to fear a prey, And wand'ring in the downward way,

To God and Man a foe! 0 Think and Thank' the Lord of all, That did not suffer thee to fall

Where hope shall never come ! God might have taken, by a stroke, Thy life and health, - thy schemes have

broke, And call'd thee to thy home. Has sov'reign mercy reach'd thy heart, 0.Think and Thank' that now thou art

Of God a child and friend! Accepted, chang'd, thy sins forgir'n, A title t9, and meet for heav'a,

While angels thee attend. Examine strictly,- Is it 80 ? Am I a child of God-or no?

The question ascertain. What proof, --what reason to conclude, See, -are thy evidences gooil?

o Think,' and think agaid! If so, o' Think' on that hlest state, Th' exceeding and eterual weight

Of glory that's prepard ! Thou shalt possess it evermore ! 0 Think and Thank,' - love and

Thy Saviour and thy Lord !


EPIGRAMMA, Perdere tempus magnum est, Perdere fidem majus est; Perdere Christum tale est, , Quod nemo reddere potest.

To love the Lord be my delight,

To serve him, all my care ;
And that I both may do aright,

The nnject of my práy'r.
The pray'e receive, and, ohl bestow
The power to serve thee here below.
* Thro' evil and thro’good report,

Thy steps my feet would trace;
And ineet, at length, in heav'n's bright

My Saviour's smiling face ;
And there, for ever, ever stay
In happy cheerful glorious day.

W, D.


The loss of time is much,

The loss of truth is more ;
The loss of Christ is such,

No mortal can restore,
Bocking, Esses.

D. Ci piany. '

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It has been the lot of a multitude of persons to pass thro' our world, and leave no memorial behind them: they were not distinguished from those who surrounded them; and having quitted this state of existence, are remembered for nothing they have been or done.-To compile memoirs of such persons is a mere waste of time, and a vain attempt to retard their passage to oblivion ; but when a man dies, who is followed to the grave by the admiration and regret of all who knew him; when we have to deplore the loss of activity and piety, it is criminal to be silent. To let such characters depart without some tribute of respect to their memory, by holding up their example for the imitation of others, is to bury in silence the noblest works of God, and to defeat one great end of their appearance among us. Such a character was James Robert Burchett; and every one who knew him will acknowledge, that this is not the language of panegyrie, but the honest praise of genuine worth.

He was born in London, 14th August, 1765. His father died previously to his birth, so that the care of his education devolved entirely upon his mother: she always took oin with her to hear the gospel, and he was at times considerably affected by it, so as to forint resolutions for the amendment of his life ; but his convictions were like the morning cloud, and as the early dew that passeth away. He thus entered upon the dangerous paths of youth, without possessing the best preservative against those innumerable teinptations by which that most critical time of life is assiduously beset by the great enemy of souls.

At an early period he engaged bimself in a respectable house in Doctors' Commons; in which he continued till his death.

Being hereby introduced to new acquaintances, he was led to forget his early impressions, and to join with others in violating the Sabbath, and in other aets of folly and sin. He was not, however, left without checks of conscience, and warnings to abandon bis dangerous course. - At one time, when going out upon the water on a Sabbath-day, one of the party fell overboard, and was in danger of being drowned. He was thus deterred from persevering in that recreation ; but fear being his only motive for refraining, he amused himself with parties of pleasure on horseback ; and thus might bis youth and his riper years have been spent, and thas unight his talents have been lost to society, had not the Lord alarmed him with a view of his situation, and given him a taste for something nobler than the vanities by which he had hitherto been enslaved. - He was equipped one Sunday afternoon (in 1785) for an excursion, and was going for his horse, when he chanced (such chances Providence obey') to pass the door of the late Mr. Towers' Meeting in Barbican, which was opened on that day, and into which many were entering. Upon enquiry he found that the late Rev Mr.Jones, of Llangan, was to preach;' and, influenced by curiosity, he determined to stay to hear him. Mr. Jones's text was Haggai ii. 8, 9. This sermon måde a deep impression upon his mind; and the consequences were iinmediate. -Seeing the importance of eternal things, and feeling his lost and ruined condition, he could no longer be regardless of God's ordinances. - His former companions and pleasures were at once forsaken, and he endeavoured to work out his own salvation with fear and trembling; but his views of truth being indistinct, he failed in the means he employed. He felt his own exceeding sinfulness, and the deep depravity of his nature; but he did not at once clearly perceive the only way in which these evils may be overcome; he therefore endeavoured to amend himself by vows, resolutions, and prayers'; but he found binself nothing better, but rather growing worse: by this he was almost driven to despair; but, under a sermon le heard from Romans v. 21, he was led to inore scriptural views, and found that Jesus was not only a Saviour to pardon our sins, but' to 'đave us from thein; and that the fountain opened for sin and uncleanness, not only took away the guilt of sin, but its power and docinion also. He was thus brought into the possession of peace and joy; and being now a partaker of that fiberty with which Christ makes his people free, his immediate enquiry was, 'What shall I render unto the Lord for all his benefits?' He then eagerly looked around him for opportunities of displaying his gratitude to Him who had bought him with his blood. He had just removed his residence near to Kingsland, then a dissolute place; and his active mind began jinniediately to plan schemes of usefulness. He joined with others in establishing schools, promoting a benevolent society for visiting the sick poor, and in devising various plans for doing good to the souls and bodies of men.

In July 1786, he married the daughter of a respectable farmer of Worcestershire, by whom he had six children, four sons and two daughters ; 'one died in infancy; and another, at the

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