tlements of Sion, to look down upon the deserted graves, and the whole vanquished and ruined dominion of death, whence they have been ran somed! How will they fill that holy city with their praises, as they cry with one voice, "Thanks be to God which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." Then will it be said, as never before it could be said, "The Lord is risen indeed"-risen in his mystical body, the church; for which, in his natural body, he died and rose again. Then his work is done-redemption is complete; the fullness of his glory, as the Saviour of sinners, is consummated, and the year of his redeemed is come. O, may our eyes see that endless year! May our feet stand in thy gates, O Jerusalem; to have part with them that shall keep that feast!

Brethren, what shall we do that we may rise to that resurrection of life, and belong to that blessed company? I have time but for one brief answer, "Seek those things which are above, where Christ sitteth on the right hand of God. Set your affections on things above, not on things on the earth." Make Christ your heart's treasure and hope, and he will make you, and keep you as his own dear treasure; and at last will receive you unto himself, as the crown-jewels of his kingdom.

DISCOURSE XXXIII.

FRANCIS WAYLAND, D. D., LL.D.

THE venerable ex-President of Brown University was born in the city of New York, March 11, 1796. When he was eleven years of age, his father removed tc Poughkeepsie, where he prepared for entrance to college, under the care of Rev. Daniel H. Barnes. In 1811 he entered Union College, nearly two years in advance, and graduated in 1813. He studied medicine for three years, and then relinquished this profession for the ministry. In 1816 he entered the Theological Seminary of Andover. In 1817 he was appointed tutor in Union College; and, in 1821, he was called to the pastorate of the First Baptist church, in Boston. He returned to Union College, as a professor, in 1826. During the same year he was elected President of Brown University, Rhode Island, which office he filled with distinguished honor until the year 1855, when, feeling the weight of years, he resigned, to find relief from so grave responsibilities, and perfect for publication several works upon which it which it is understood he has for some time been engaged. During the period of his official services, Manning Hall and Rhode Island College were added to the University buildings, the library became one of the most valuable collection of books on the continent, and the resources and general efficiency of the University were increased fourfold.

Dr. Wayland is well known as an author. His principal literary reputation rests upon his "Elements of Moral Science," "Elements of Political Economy," and "Elements of Intellectual Philosophy," which are used as text-books in many schools and colleges. Besides these, he has published a volume of sermons; “Thoughts on the Collegiate System of the United States;" "Limitation of Human Responsibility;" and "Notes on Baptist Principles and Practices." He also prepared the memoir of the late Dr. Judson, in two volumes.

The personal appearance of Dr. Wayland is stately and majestic, well befitting the noble intellect within. The whole aspect of the man is such as would arrest attention in the largest assembly. He is, in stature, a little above the medium height, square built, and massive. His head has been spoken of as one which a sculptor might have taken as a model for Jupiter; and the dark piercing eyes gleam out from beneath bushy black brows, which in their turn are surmounted by a broad forehead, overtopped by iron-gray hair.

Few men have exerted a more important influence upon the educational interests of the country than Dr. Wayland, both by his writings, and his professional career. At the same time, he has never lost sight of his office as a Christian minister. He has almost constantly kept up the habit of preaching, and in private intercourse as well, the steadfast aim has been to make men good as well as great He is now acting as temporary pastor of the First Baptist church, Providence.

The writings of Dr. Wayland are, in respect of style, models of pure, crystalline, Anglo-Saxon simplicity. Some of their peculiarities are brought out in the following contrast, or parallel, between himself and Dr. Williams :* "The style of the two is as widely diverse as their modes of thinking. That of Dr. Wayland has the advantage in perspicuity, simplicity, and classical finish and elegance; that of Dr. Williams excels in the abundance with which it pours forth beautiful thought and imagery, careless of graces, and yet perpetually snatching graces beyond the reach of art. A page of Dr. Wayland is an English landscape, chastened by tasteful cultivation, into severe beauty and regulated fertility; a page of Dr. Williams is an American forest—a wilderness of untamed magnificence and beauty. Dr. Wayland reminds us of a Grecian temple, wrought of the most precious materials into the most perfect symmetry and proportion; Dr. Williams, of a Gothic cathedral, gorgeous in its manifold decorations, resounding with organ melodies, and clustering with the solemn associations of the Middle Ages."

The discourse here introduced has long been regarded as one of the American religious classics. It was delivered before the Boston Baptist Foreign Mission Society, October 26, 1823; and has been since printed in a great variety of forms. As any representation of American pulpit eloquence would be u.complete without it, no apology is required for its appearance in this work.

THE MORAL DIGNITY OF MISSIONS

"The field is the world."-MATTHEW, Xiii. 38.

PHILOSOPHERS have speculated much concerning a process of sensatior. which has commonly been denominated the emotion of sublimity Aware that, like any other simple feeling, it must be incapable of defini tion, they have seldom attempted to define it; but, content with remark ing the occasions on which it is excited, have told us that it arises, in general, from the contemplation of whatever is vast in nature, splendid in intellect, or lofty in morals. Or, to express the same idea somewhat varied, in the language of a critic of antiquity, "That alone is truly sublime, of which the conception is vast, the effect irresistible, and the remembrance scarcely, if ever, to be erased.”

But although philosophers alone have written about this emotion, they are far from being the only men who have felt it. The untutored peas ant, when he has seen the autumnal tempest collecting between the hills. and, as it advanced, enveloping in misty obscurity village and hamlet, forest and meadow, has tasted the sublime in all its reality; and while the thunder has rolled and the lightning flashed around him, has exulted in the view of nature moving forth in her majesty. The untaught sailor boy,

* See article in "Christian Review," vol. xvii., by Dr. A. C. Kendrick.

listlessly hearkening to the idle ripple of the inidnight wave, when, on a sudden, he has thought upon the unfathomable abyss beneath him, and the wide waste of waters around him, and the infinite expanse above him, has enjoyed, to the full, the emotion of sublimity, while his inmost soul has trembled at the vastness of its own conceptions. But why need I multiply illustrations from nature? Who does not recollect the emotions he has felt while surveying aught in the material world of terror or of vastness?

And this sensation is not produced by grandeur in material objects alone. It is also excited on most of those occasions in which we see man tasking to the uttermost the energies of his intellectual or moral nature. Through the long lapse of centuries, who, without emotion, has read of LEONIDAS and his three hundred, throwing themselves as a barrier before the myriads of Xerxes, and contending unto death for the liberties of Greece?

But we need not turn to classic story to find all that is great in human action; we find it in our own times, and in the history of our own country. [Examples of Washington and others, are here given. The ele ments of a sublime enterprise-vastness of conception, arduousness of execution, simplicity and efficiency of means-are stated; and surprise is expressed, that men are not awake to the sublime in the scheme of human redemption.-ED.] Perhaps it may tend somewhat to arouse the apathy of the one party, as well as to moderate the contempt of the other, if we can show that this very missionary cause combines within itself the elements of all that is sublime in human purpose, nay, combines them in a loftier perfection than any other enterprise which was ever linked with the destinies of man. To show this will be our design : and in prosecuting it, we shall direct your attention to the grandeur of the object; the arduousness of its execution; and the nature of the means on which we rely for success.

I. THE GRANDEUR OF THE OBJECT.

In the most enlarged sense of terms, the field is the world. Our de sign is radically to affect the temporal and eternal interests of the whole race of man. We have surveyed this field statistically, and find, that of the eight hundred millions who inhabit our globe, but two hundred millions have any knowledge of the religion of Jesus Christ. Of these, we are willing to allow that but one half are his real disciples, and that therefore are there seven of the eight millions to whom the gospel must be sent.

We have surveyed this field geographically. We have looked upon our own continent, and have seen that, with the exception of a narrow strip of thinly-settled country, from the gulf of St. Lawrence to the mouth of the Mississippi, the whole of this new world lieth in wickedness. Hordes of ruthless savages roam the wilderness of the West, and

men almost as ignorant of the spirit of the gospel, are struggling for independence in the South.

We have looked over Europe, and behold there one nation putting forth her energies in the cause of evangelizing the world. We have looked for another such nation; but it is not to be found. A few others are beginning to awake. Most of them, however, yet slumber. Many are themselves in need of missionaries. Nay, we know not but the movement of the cause of man in Europe is at present retrograde. There seems too evidently a coalition formed of the powers that be, to check the progress of moral and intellectual improvement, and to rivet again on the human mind the manacles of papal superstition. God only knows how soon the reac tion will commence, which shall shake the continent to its center, scatter thrones and scepters and all the insignia of prescriptive authority, like the dust of the summer's threshing-floor, and establish throughout the Christian world representative governments, on the broad basis of common sense and inalienable right.

We have looked over Africa, and have seen that, upon one little portion, reclaimed from brutal idolatry by missionaries, the Son of right. eousness has shined. It is a land of Goshen, where they have light in their dwellings. Upon all the remainder of this vast continent, there broods a moral darkness, impervious as that which once vailed her own Egypt, on that prolonged and fearful night when no man knew his brother.

We have looked upon Asia, and have seen its northern nations, though under the government of a Christian prince, scarcely nominally Christian. On the West, it is spell-bound by Mohammedan delusion. To the South, from the Persian gulf to the sea of Kamschatka, including also its numberless islands, except where here and there a Syrian church or a missionary station twinkles amid the gloom, the whole of this immense portion of the human race is stiting in the region and shadow of death. Such, then, is the field for our exertion. It encircles the whole family of man; it includes every unevangelized being of the species to which we belong. We have thus surveyed the missionary field, that we may know how great is the undertaking to which we stand committed.

We have also made an estimate of the miseries of this world. We have seen how, in many places, the human mind, shackled by ignorance and enfeebled by vice, has dwindled almost to the standard of a brute. Our indignation has kindled at hearing of men, immortal as ourselves, bowing down and worshiping a wandering beggar, or paying adoration to reptiles and to stones. Not only is intellect everywhere, under the dominion of idolatry, prostrated; beyond the boundaries of Christendom, on every side, the dark places of the earth are filled with the habitations of cruelty. We have mourned over the savage ferocity of the Indians of our western wilderness. We have turned to Africa, and seen almost the whole continent a prey to lawless banditti, or else bowing down in