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tear, nor a sigh, after they leave the shores of mortality.

saying, 'The black cats annoy me so much, that I cannot proceed in prayer to my heavenly Father; when the same annoyance pested her the whole of the day, until about five o'clock the same evening, when she all at once exclaimed in extacies of joy, and so loud, as to be heard all over the house, 'Victory! victory! glory be to God, they have now all of them left me, never more to harrass or perplex me.' Af

It appears to me inconsistent with the Word of God to suppose that ransomed spirits that have been happy in glory for hundreds of years should have to appear at the general judgment, before angels and the host of the wicked, to give an account of their vile thoughts, feelings, desires, and deeds, when the Lord has said in his word-ter a short pause she said to herself, 'Oh! that he has blotted out his people's sins, (Isa. xliii. 25,) and will remember their sins no more.' (Heb. x. 17.) That they will appear in the general judgment day, is true; but, it will be as the publicly exhibited, and justly, and mercifully, redeemed, and saved family of God.

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Allow me, by way of conclusion, to say, that in my opinion, the language cannot refer to what was done in the body of Jesus Christ, and the saints receiving the benefits of what was done in his body, at the day of Judgment. This is a truth; but not the meaning of the words in this portion of Holy Writ; for the words are these- According to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad.' (2 Cor. v. 10.) Now, there was nothing bad in what Christ did in his body; therefore, it cannot refer to him. I must apologise for being so prolix; and leave it in the hands of God to bless it. In the view I have had, I hope, in writing, that by his holy anointing, his tried people may be comforted; wishing for yourself, my dear brother, as the editor, and the readers of the Earthen Vessel, much of the peace of God, flowing in rivers of love, through the atoning worth of Jesus Christ, our glorious Mediator and King. London.

JAMES.

Triumphant Death of Mrs. Botheroyd. Dear Sir,-If the following be worth notice in a corner of the "Earthen Vessel," we send it for insertion. I have known the young creature, the subject thereof, ever since she came into the world; she has attended my ministry, with but a few month's exception, up to the day of her death; her parents being members of Christ's Church under my ministerial superintendance for now thirty years. Truly Yours, S, LANE. Hull, Nov. 12, 1847.

Memorandum of the happy death of Mrs. Sophia Botheroyd, who departed this life for another and a better, on the 23rd ult. 1847, in the 26th year of her age. Written by her own father, and which reads as

follows, viz.

"Memorandum ofthe bright evidences manifested by my dear child, of her acceptance in Jesus Christ to the realms of endless and uninterrupted happiness. It was on Wednesday, 20th, about five o'clock in the morning, when she was in earnest prayer to her heavenly Father being continually employed in heart and mind therein, especially when alone. All on a sudden she called aloud to her dear mother who was in the adjoining room, at the same time requesting her to hurry out thereof,

will not do; it is not good enough.'When another was presented, which appeared instantly just the thing to suit her case, she again said, Oh! 'tis the most brilliant robe my eyes ever beheld, 'tis the robe of Christ's righteousness that will cover all my deformity,' (or words to that effect. 'Mother,' said she, 'fret not for me, I see my road clear; my prospect is bright before me; I can now give all up for Jesus; then, calling her husband to her, said affectionately, Botheroyd, you know I love you, and have always loved you dearly; but I have got a dearer love than ever yours! and now I can give you up; I have got the love of Jesus, sweet Jesus! which is far better than all besides; he is near, and he is dear; his rod and his staff comfort me; he told me to call upon him in the day of trouble, I have done so, and he has delivered me, and he will now glorify me.' She again paused for a little time, and then added, Glory! glory! glory! my Redeemer is here! my Jesus is present! bless thy holy name! thou hast told me to come unto thee, though weary and heavy laden, and thou wouldest give me rest, and glory, glory be to thee, I am happy, very happy! Oh! Botheroyd, I have borne you that dear child to comfort you, and I hope it will be a comfort to you, but I can freely give it up for my sweet Jesus! Oh, my dear, dear Redeemer! Mother, I am indeed happy, happy, happy now!' &c., for a considerable time she continued clearly and joyfully to bless and praise her dear Saviour for the beauty and glory of her prospect, which alone through his rich mercy was presented to her. At one time she said, I may yet get better; but should I do so, Oh! how different I hope I shall be to what I have been, every moment, I trust, shall be spent to his glory, &c.

On Thursday, 21st, there appeared to be a very considerable change, when she in prayer said, What is this absorbs me quite, steals my senses, shuts my sight? can this be death? I never felt so before; still Jesus's rod and staff comfort me. Oh, I am happy! happy! &c.' From thence to the very last she continued in prayer, though very few words were distinguishable, yet she was heard to say, 'If it be my heavenly Father's will, he having been pleased to afflict me, he, to all appearance is about to receive me, as I am so happy!' These words declining on her lips, more or less, she faintly uttered to the very last sentence which took place some short time before

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One gentle sigh their fetters break,
We scarce can say they're gone;
Before the willing spirit takes

Her mansion near the throne.
Hallelujah! praise ye the Lord.
R. H.

Is not Young Timothy tempting the Lord?

[Such has been the effect produced by reading Young Timothy's former communication, that old established and well-experienced Christians have expressed their desire to find him out, and (if the Lord will), to bring him forth; they being fully persuaded that the Lord would make use of him. Again and again, we have been requested to invite him to supply; but he still holds back his name and address. We have received some very precious lines and a rather lengthened epistle from him; and in justification of the question which we place at the head of this article, we make an extract or two. In the course of a long letter, Young Timothy says:] “Should the Great Head of the Church, in his own time, send me an unworthy, weak, and helpless feeble worm, to speak in his dear and precious name, I humbly hope that I shall ever be enabled to stand fast, earnestly contending for the faith once delivered to the saints, and enabled with one of old to say, "As the Lord my God liveth; even what God my saith, even that will I speak; while in the things of this life I would ever render to every man that honour which his superiority in earthly things demands; when I come to eternal realities, I call no man on earth master, for one is my master, even Christ, and though I may be called to suffer the loss of a few things for his dear name and cause, satisfied I am, that, if he enables me to honour him, he will take care of me, even though it be by the instrumentality of ravens.

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Oh, what an infinite mercy it is for us, my brother, to have in possession a Christianity that stands not in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God! Oh, if I had but more of it! if I was SURE the power of God would rest upon me in the pulpit, and the Spirit of God open up the word to my mind; a door of utterance would be given; that Jesus would be present; his love fill my heart; his precious blood be sprinkled upon my conscience, and that my heavenly Father

would give me his smile of approbation; believe me, I feel that not all the men upon earth, nor all the devils in hell, would keep back my steps a single hour, or for one moment muzzle my mouth.

"Oh, that I knew my dear Lord's will! I tell you what it is brother B., I have been these twelve years expecting the Lord, in some miraculous way and manner, to appear, and call me out; and I fear, very often, if I am not now doing wrong in opening my mind; but I think necessity is laid upon me so to do.

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Oh, if I heard his voice with power, saying, 'This is the way, walk ye in it; or, go forward; or, what doest thou here, Elijah?" He has spoken to me, I know; and I fully believe he has appointed me to speak in his great and glorious name, and declare upon the house tops what he has spoken in the closet, and that I shall tell to the generation following his mighty works, and declare his doings among the people, that the people which shall be created (anew in Christ Jesus), shall bless and praise his holy name, and that he will be glorified in me, a worthless worm, and by his power, his grace, his Spirit's mighty influence, Christ, and Christ alone, shall be magnified by me as the Alpha and Omega, the first and the last, the sum and substance, the beginning and the end, to whom be glory for ever. Amen.

YOUNG TIMOTHY.

[Twelve years, Timothy, is a long time for the fire to be burning in your bones. We marvel that it has not yet broken forth into a blaze. There is, perhaps, something spiritually miraculous in every minister's call to the work; but what kind of a miracle are you waiting for? There is a desire to hear you; and you say you "fully believe he has appointed you to speak in his great name.' Is not all this enough to begin with?]

Sin and Salvation

IN THE EXPERIENCE OF SARAH BELL.

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MY DEAR FRIEND GARRARD:-I take up my pen to give you an account of the Lord's dealings with my soul. Monday evening 1 had a very strong impression on my mind to go to the prayer meeting. I went. It was at the time John Bittem, from Walden, was at Dunmow, building the Quaker's chapel. And at the prayer meeting you asked

to do" of his good pleasure, I can do nothing right. For if heaven depended upon one good thought of mine, I should lose heaven. For I feel as the apostle, when he said-"When I would do good, evil is present with me." But, should the Lord ever permit us to meet again, I could tell you better than I can write. have had many refreshing seasons under your preaching at Dunmow, when I dared not tell you of it.

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him to pray, and about the middle of his prayer he said "I hope and trust there are some here that know the ways of the Lord." And I thought I heard a voice behind me saying-"You do not." I dropped down on my seat, and burst into tears, which very much distressed me; but I dared not say anything to any body about what I felt. I went again to meeting on Wednesday night, but could get no comfort. I thought I was too great a sinner to obtain forgiveness, and Now, if you think I am not deceived, was tempted to destroy myself; which may the Lord enable you to pray for me. I felt determined to do, for I thought I│I am very cold at present, and sometimes was sure to go to hell, and I might as almost afraid to hope for salvation. Yet, well go first as last. I was tempted to I can truly say-"O that it were with take one of my mother's children with me, as in days that are past." Should me, so that the child might tell my you think it worth your notice, I should mother what became of my body. With like to hear from you again, as a word of this temptation, I went on Saturday advice from an old soldier is of great morning to drown myself in the river use sometimes. I should have written near the new meeting (the Baptist before, but my husband has been at Chapel):-but the Lord stopped me. home ill, but is better now. I and my When I got about the middle of the children are quite well, hope this will pasture, going down to the river, these find all of you the same. words came to me with much power"He that hungereth and thirsteth after righteousness shall be filled." My burden was taken away, and instead of destroying myself, I was obliged to bless the Lord for bestowing mercy on such an unworthy wretch. I went home blessing the Lord. And on Sunday morning went to the chapel, and you took the same words for your text, and the Lord so blessed them to my soul, that thought if I had a thousand worlds, I could have given all up for Christ.

But I soon found that the enemy of souls was not dead; he was soon permitted to harrass me again; and so I went on for a long time, until one Mr. Felton, preached on a Wednesday night, as he was passing through Dunmow. He took for his text "The Lord is there." And he went on to shew where Christ was. And the Lord so blessed my soul again, that I was like David, when on the mount. I thought I should never doubt any more, and I went on so for a few days; but, was soon in the valley again, hoping and fearing; and so I have gone on to the present time, and sometimes the devil tells me it is all a delusion. But I can truly say, I wish not to be deceived. My prayer to God is-"Search me, O God, and try my heart, and lead me in the way everlasting." For I am sure if the Lord does not work in me both to "will and

Your's truly,

SARAH BELL.

Great Dunmow, Essex,
April 11th, 1847.

What is his name?
DEAR MR. EDITOR: -Will you allow me,
zine to contradict a report that is in circula-
through the medium of your valuable maga-
tion to the effect that John Bunyan M'Cure
is not my name. I do most solemnly de-
clare that it is my name; it was my father's
name before me; and my parents being
both God-fearing persons, they were de-
sirous that their first born son should be
named John Bunyan; consequently I was
taken to Grove Chapel, Camberwell, and by
Mr. J. Irons was christened and named John
Bunyan M'Cure, while in a state of nature.
called by it, I felt a secret hatred against it ;
I never liked the name; and whenever I was
and have tried hard to persuade those who
called me Bunyan that it was not my name.
But when the dear Lord called me by his
grace, and especially when he opened my
mouth to preach his precious truth, many
friends then used to say, We have got an-
other John Bunyan; and when I was pub-
lished to preach at different places, it was
often John Bunyan, and M'Cure left out;
and after preaching, strangers would ask,
'What is your name?' The answer generally
mies got hold of this they made use of it
was, John Bunyan.' Now, when my ene-
against me. Many times after I have been
preaching, and some poor souls have been
blessed, and have spoken one to another

about John Bunyan, they would stop and say, 'that is not his name; he has no business with it;' and would tell them they had no doubt but I was a bad one; and had been doing something wrong; and so changed my name. In many instances, perhaps, I have done wrong in not telling those who called me Bunyan, that my name was M'Cure as well. Three or four years ago, it used to be a great trial to me to hear of these things; but now, bless the Lord, it is no trial to me. When I hear of some of those jealous would-be parsons speaking about it, and against me, I rejoice in the covenant grace and mercy of the Lord, by which I have been kept. So that they cannot say anything worse of me. What, if friends do call me Bunyan! Do they call me out of my name? No. Sometimes I am called John; and is not that my naine? And then I am called M'Cure; and that is my name. I mind not what I am called, so long as it is the truth. It is the truth if I am called John; it is the truth if I am called Bunyan; it is the truth if I am called M'Cure; and it is the truth if it is put all together, John Bunyan M'Cure. I suppose many have thought that I am not worthy of so good a name. Well! I have often thought so too; but let me tell you I have got a better one than this, " a new name, an everlasting name that shall not be cut off.' The devil would not mind much about my name Bunyan, was it not for that name which is above every name; a name which he cannot touch, and a name, which saves and preserves me from his infernal spite. Sometimes I have wished that it was not my name, for fear that I should be left to fall and disgrace that name which was never disgraced by that dear man of God, now in glory, John Bunyan. May I have that grace to help me to walk in his steps, and boldly, faithfully, and unflinchingly maintain the whole truth of sovereign love, the whole truth of redeeming blood, and the whole truth of invincible grace; and Father, Son, and Holy Ghost shall have all the glory.

JOHN BUNYAN M'CURE:

A little faith is faith, as a spark of fire is fire, a drop of water is water, a little star is a star, a little pearl is a pearl. Verily, thy little faith is a jewel that God doth highly prize and value; and thy little faith will make thee put a higher price upon Christ, and grace, than upon all the world. Well, remember this, that the least measure of true faith will bring thee to salvation, and possess thee of salvation, as well as the greatest measure. A little faith accompanies salvation, as well as great faith; a weak faith as well as a strong. Therefore do not say, O precious soul, that thou hast not that faith that accompanies salvation, because thou hast not such a strong faith, or such and such degrees of faith.

Repentance.

SIGHS OF A PILGRIM OR, POETICAL PRAYERS FOR THE WEAK.

"Except ye repent ye shall all likewise perish." "Verily I say unto you, he that entereth not by the door into the sheep-fold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber." Dearest Jesus, gracious teacher, Thou alone can'st freely give, Godly sorrow, true repentance,

John x. 1.

Make the heart to feel and live.
Many, Lord, are clear in knowledge,
And of doctrines well can talk;
But I know without repentance,
All I have is nothing worth.

This is the door through which I'd pass,
Though I long should have to wait;
Lest thou should'st in anger spurn me,
And I meet a scoffer's fate.

Many rest on empty notions;

Others cry, Repent! Repent!
But, alas! they seldom mention
Whence must come the grace and strength.
Weep ye sinners, see the Saviour,

Cry aloud to him for help;
Lord, exclaims the conscious sinner,
Make this rocky heart to melt.
Lord, of old when cried thine Israel,
Thou did'st look and set them free;
Thou did'st look upon the Egyptians,

O'er them roll'd the veangeful sea.
Thou did'st look on him that sold thee,
And his soul was fill'd with wrath:
Thou did'st look on sinning Peter,

And that love-look broke his heart,
Many cry when thou do'st bind them,

Howl and curse thee on their bed;
Hearts may weep with guilt and horror,
Which for sin have never bled.
Lord! may guilt, and wrath, and horror,
Fear, distract and wound the mind;
Where there is no true repentance,
Such as thou do'st give to thine?
May I weep, yet weep unheeded,
Cry and groan unheard of thee;
Live and die yet unbefriended,
All my tears offensive be?

( thou precious, loving Jesus!
Thou, who art the life and light;
Grant me grace that I may know thee,
Weep and pray, and seek aright.
'Tis while faith beholds thee dying,
We alone shall rightly weep;
Hate all sin and empty worship,
And thy righteous mandates keep.
JUVENIS NERFLAB.

There are two ways by which your life will be maintained and nourished from Christ through eternity; one in this world, and another in the world to come. So long as we are in this world, we are like children in the mother's belly, entirely nourished and maintained by faith (like the string by which we are nourished in our mother's belly) which sucks in the life, righteousness, and fulness of Christ into the soul: but no sooner do we pass out of this world into the life of glory, but the string of faith is cut, and then we come to be nourished another way; namely by immediate vision of the Lord.

Brief Notice of

A Sermon by Mr. W. Chamberlain,

(Of Providence Chapel, Commercial Road,)

There shall I bathe my weary soul,

In seas of heavenly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll

Across my peaceful breast?

If you are thus living, my dear Father, you belong to Peter's strangers, which are scattered throughout the world; but no stranger to God, known of Him 'ere time began, provided for by Him, both temporally and spiritually; and He is leading you along the great high-way (though an exceeding narrow one) that shall land you safe on yonder blissful state, where love reigns supremely, and where nothing can enter to hurt in all His holy mountain.

On Sabbath day, the 15th of August, 1847, we were favoured with the ministry of that faithful servant of Christ, Mr. Chamberlain, who spoke to us (at little Zoar), from the three last verses of the 20th chap. of the Book of Exodus.

MY VERY DEAR FATHER:-I once more take my pen to address you, seeing it hath pleased the great I AM to spare both you and me a little longer in this vale of tears-for what? I often wonder. Oh! solemn question! For what am I spared? I am obliged to answer, 'O my Lord, thou knowest.' Here I must take my stand for the following reasons-I feel daily so much within me, which is opposed to the reign of the Lord Jesus; so much of the spirit of the world, and so little of the Spirit of Christ; so much of my own bad will, and so little submission to the will of God; so much pining, murmuring, and fretfulness, and so little of that contentment with godliness, which is great gain. But the worst remains to be told. I am not alone; the whole professing church of Christ, (with but very few exceptions) are in the same lamentable state-afar off from God; so that when I stumble upon any of these mountains, I seem to be falling against one or another of those, who, instead of being able (instrumentally) to help me up, are kicking and plunging about, and bespattering me with the dirt of worldlymindedness; so that, instead of help, I am daily receiving hindrances from one quarter or another. This, you will say, is bad. Well, but do you not find it so If you do not, then bless the Lord for it-it is good. Have you, in a measure, lost sight of the world, by the sweet embrace of your loving husband-the Lord Jesus Christ? Have you lost sight of your sins in the sea of His precious blood? Do you, indeed, lose sight of the charms of the enchanter, by a sweet discovery of your interest in and secret fellowship with Him who is the chief among ten thousand, and the only loving One? It is good, then, indeed, my Father; thy cup of bitters is nearly wrung out, and the cup of salvation awaits you. This is a moth-eaten world; but there shall be new heavens and a new earth, wherein shall dwell righteous demands of the holy law of God, ousness, where sorrowing and sighing shall be done away, and where sin shall not enter to disturb. Cannot you say with Watts:

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He spoke of the altar of earth as referring to the person of Christ; that this altar was to be erected upon the children of Israel's entering the promised land; but that, previous to the erection of the altar in the land of Canaan, God's people were to be led by the hand of Moses, who set forth (and who, in fact, was the minister of) the law of God, and that in this way Moses had an hand in erecting the altar, although he could by no means lead the people to it. He alluded to the power which the law of God had in a poor sinner's conscience how it began to spoil the sinner for the pleasurable vanities of the world, that, that which he formerly delighted in, he could no longer enjoy; that it planted wounds, by showing the poor soul its sinnership, its sickly state, and utter lost condition; that although it had power to kill, it had no power to give life, or create the least particle of hope in a sinner's soul. Mr. C. stated that a sinner, whilst under this law, would often be for erecting an altar of his own creating: when arising in the morning, he vainly hopes to pass through the day without one sinful thought; he would be more frequently reading the word, more earnest in prayer, and more constantly at the throne of grace, and that, by so doing, vainly hopes to satisfy the rigor

but finds, by woeful experience, he gets worse and worse; then the sinner is brought to feel his need of being saved by an all-sufficient Saviour, indepen

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