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pulling down; more rubbish must be cleared away, and the rotten materials removed, ere a spiritual house can be built on a good foundation. And how much is this pulling down work needed! As I am now on rebukes, I recollect hearing one very powerfully administered by Mr. Tryon, from Ezek, ix 5, 6, commencing with Zoar Chapel, and parties therewith connected. Now, where the Lord has to do with them, good effects are seen, and healing follows. I trust this will ensue between Mr. TRYON and Mr. PHILPOT: but as is too frequently the case, extremes are run into, and not "the law of kindness" (Prov. xxx. 26,) observed. Glad should I feel to hear of these two upright ones coming together again, each confessing their sin over the slain Lamb, and, with a purged conscience, declaring what the Lord hath done. Need I remind you of another separation having taken place at old Zoar? Surely this looks as if there was truth in the declaration Mr. TRYON made at the opening of Brown's Lane. He then stated he thought that within twelve months Zoar would be broken up, cr the doors closed;" to the best of my recollection, these were his words, or the substance of them. The wheat by these two separations must have nearly gone, yet I hope enough is left, (a few grains on the old floor,) that will enable the doors of this highly favoured and commodious chapel still to be opened for the many poor souls who are glad to pick up, and eat their morsel in quietness, who still " tarry at the brook Besor," and "who do not go down to battle," nor are with this or that church party in fighting; but on this subject I must refer to pages 54 and 55 of the Earthen Vessel: the last part of that well written piece, I hope they and others to whom it will equally apply, will again peruse. H. W.

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goodness of God towards me in a way of providence, for "they that observe these things, even they shall understand the loving-kindness of the Lord. The church of God has always lived in troublesome times, very trying dispensations, one way or an

other; therefore let us not think nor expect to evade trouble, either in soul afflictions, or bodily persecutions, neither of which cometh forth of the dust; neither do they spring out of the ground; but they are the produce of the hand of him, who is wondrous in working, and mighty in power; for he woundeth and his hands do make whole; "he delivereth in six troubles, and in seven no evil shall touch one of those who are marked." (Ezek. ix. 4.) But utter deand old, little children and women, and struction shall come upon all others, young upon every one that is standing in the house of the Lord whose name is not registered in heaven. (Ps. ix. 17; Rev. xx. 15.) Providence, like grace, is a mighty mystery, far too deep for human reason to scan; wise men are often turned backward, and their knowledge made foolishness; yea, even diviners are sometimes driven into a state of madness, by this wonder-working machine, over which no man hath power, and the governor thereof is invisible. I would say a word further before I commence my subject, that I am one of those who believe that grace and providence are entirely distinct; they have no affinity to each other. Grace does not say to its possessor, that providence shall shine upon him; neither is providence, working as it were miracles for a man's deliverance, and worldly-interest, any proof that he is a partaker of the grace of Christ. A child of God may be a beggar full of sores, seeking alms at the houses of the rich, or he may be a Solomon, that wants for nothing. (Eccles. ii. 10.) Providence then must be distinct from grace. then be more careful to speak of the acts of grace; for grace is permanent and honoring to God; known vitally to very few ; whereas the other, providence, is flesh-pleasing, an idol which many worship; and is universally known, but will some day or other perish. Isa. iii. 1. Nevertheless, I shall speak a few things, touching the kingdom of providence.

Let us

How to obtain a Well of Water, ceived notice to quit, and deliver up the It came to pass in those days, that I re

A PIECE OF LAND, AND

MONEY WHEREWITH TO CULTIVATE IT.

DEAR BROTHER BANKS:-Having, in my last, stated a few things, I trust, declarative of the work of God in my soul; and which precious things, mercy, pardon, peace, and truth, effected my deliverance, as therein stated, may I now be helped to speak of the

greatest part of my garden, that being taken for building purposes. I had to clear all my crops off that portion of land by the month of June; which I did, except a quantity of wall trees, it being dangerous to remove them. I was put quite to a stand, when the gentleman who had taken the land for building on, came to me and said, he did not wish to injure any thing belonging to us, if

it was not in the way of his building; therefore I might let the trees remain till the proper season for removing. I thanked him for his kindness; but when the autumn was come, this said gentleman told me the trees were his, and that it was at my peril to go on his ground to take them; however I recovered the trees, for I knew I had a right to my own. Also on this ground stood our binding shed, well, and pump. The former was taken down by order of our landlord; but the pump and well not being in the way of the intended new road, was allowed to remain, so that we could wash our vegetables as usual, for the market. However, as soon as Mr. - got entire possession of the land, we were deprived both of well and pump; the latter he took away, and the former he stopped up: this last circumstance sadly put us out; for we could not get water elsewhere for market purposes, therefore was deprived from going to market for two or three weeks; poverty then was a very near neighbour to us, or I would have digged a well elsewhere. At length being very much drove for money, and as much for water, a thought came into my mind, that WILLIAM HUNTINGTON would petition the Lord for strange things, such as for him to send the

I will sound for it. This was done and I very quickly removed the earth, and found a well, with plenty of water therein. Then I went to my landlord, and told him Mr. Martin had discovered a well of water: he gave me four pounds, and told me where I could purchase a pump ready for use: this being done, I had to put the pipe of the pump into the well, and because I could not bend it just as I wanted, I was angry. Then; and not till then; did I remember my promise, but I had no heart to thank the Lord; oh no; I learnt, thankfulness groweth not in nature's barren soil. I had my petition answered, and having plenty of water, we soon manufactured a load of goods for market. Some persons may say this is all in the common course of things, and not of God, but I believe the gentleman deprived me of our original pump at the set time; also, that I was wrought upon to offer that petition, which was to be so long and no longer, that I might get down stairs in time to open the door just as the man passed by; yes, verily, bringeth forth to light, the thing that is these things were all ordained by him who hidden: (Job xxviii. 11.) This circumstance teaches me even to this day to hold my the apparent impossibility of a thing coming tongue from saying this or that is impossible, to pass, is no argument that we should not persevere; ample proof is in the word that let us but have faith, (the christian's victory all things are possible with God, therefore over the world,) then shall the walls of carnal reason fall down flat. (Joshua vi. 20.) Faith gets what she asks for; savage beasts must shut their mouths at her; earth, water, fire, life, and death, all must yield obedience to her; without her man cannot do any thing pleasing to God; with her, he may do every thing, even save his own soul. Mat. xvii. 20; Mark v. 36; xvi. 16. Romans iv. Heb. xi. 34.

snow away; for some one to be sent to him with a suit of clothes; and many other things as may be seen in his " Bank of Faith." Well, I thought the Lord appeard to grant him deliverance always; therefore I would pray to the Lord to give me what I wanted; for I remembered no alteration had taken place with God; he is the same throughout all ages; moreover, that I would test the truth of HUNTINGTON's account; by trying God for myself; as is written in Mal. iii. 10. That he would be pleased to give me a pump and a well, so that I could go to market with my goods. I do not mean to say that I expected the Lord to work a miracle for me; yet it would appear, (if I had my petition answered,) such must be the case, for 1 wanted the pump and the well that day."not unto us, but unto thy name be, all the Carnal reason was kept quiet at that crisis, therefore no question was asked-"How can these things be?"

I then went in doors and retired to my bed chamber, and there the Searcher of all hearts knows I asked him to guide me by his Spirit, to get the things really needed, for which I promised to return many thanks. After I had poured out my complaint I came down stairs, and opened the door to go I knew not where, when a certain man passed by who said "Good morning; how do you do?" I replied, "I am in difficulty, I have no water to wash my vegetables; so cannot go to market." He replied, "I was born in this old house; I remember we had a well at the end of your stable; give me a crow bar;

"But who can give us faith?"-HART. Genuine faith teaches the man to say,

glory;" it throws the creature upon the earth, with his head between his knees; and enables him to pray earnestly. 1 Kings xviii. 42. James v. 19.

After this, things went on pretty well, but not for long; I found that the small portion of land left was not sufficient to employ myself and two of my brothers who were at that time living with me, having brought them up from the country, unable to help themselves, I felt it my duty to provide for them, but I was now got much in debt; and I began to think I must go into the country to live, as I could not get any more land. This prospective remove became a burthen to me, for in those days I very much prized the ministry at the Surrey Tabernacle; but on

a certain day telling my brother Robert of my bad situation, a gentleman standing near us, said to me, "I can tell you of two acres of ground to let, if that is any use to you." I said "yes." When I received the information as to the locality of the land, I thought that would just suit me. I made it a matter of prayer to the Lord, and asked him to give me favour in the sight of the landlords of the said two acres. I urged my petition upon the ground of desiring to continue under the ministry of Mr. WELLS. The Lord gave me favour in the sight of the men; they accepted me as their tenant, and let me have the land three pounds per acre less than the former tenant; but I had no money to pay for cropping it; therefore I said "Lord, as you have given me the ground, now send me to some one that shall lend me some money." Strange to tell, I was directed in my mind to go to the gentleman who had taken away our pump as stated above, and who once told me he would hang me if he could; to this gentleman I was directed for money, I went to his house. He said, "well, what do you want?" "A favour of you, sir; I have taken some land by the common, and I want you to have the kindness to lend me ten pounds for nine months, to enable me to cultivate it." He gave me the money, being I believe constrained to do so. Thus I got more land and money; and being determined to owe no man any thing, I applied myself to work, encouraged by this scripture, "seest thou a man diligent in his business, he shall not stand before mean men; he shall stand before kings." For the present farewell,

C. COATES.

Christian Reviewer.

Experimental and Miscellaneous Poems; written according to soul-feeling. By

S. Daw.

THIS volume of spiritual and experimental poems, is now published: and in connection with this announcement, we subjoin a few extracts from the preface to the work, written by Mr. JAMES RAYNSFORD; which will give the reader some interesting information respecting the author himself; as well as the circumstances under which the poems were written. Mr. RAYNSFORD says "SAMUEL DAW, the humble Author of the following posthumous hymns and poems was born in the parish of Warbleton, in the county of Sussex, in the year 1822. The youngest child of his parents, situated in a humble sphere of life; and as such was brought up to constant habits of industry; always living in a most solitary and sequestered spot, a quiet rural retreat, under the

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"I feel constrained, from personal knowledge of him, to believe he was taught by the Holy and Blessed Spirit, his own lost and undone state, in the Adam fall; and also the deep things of God, in his manifestation of pardoning mercy and love, to which some of his poems do most especially refer. But not wishing to eulogise the dead, nor put any vain glorious enconiums on the head of a poor sinner; I am, as a witness of the work of God in his soul, (by many heart satisfying proofs,) bound to believe, and publicly to declare my testimony relative to the following poems:-that they were composed and penned, from a solemn, rich, and sweet experience of the truth they contain, inwrought in the soul of the author by the eternal Spirit. Thus, the heart believed, and the mind by the pen, made confession unto salvation, without human wisdom of any classical order; and he being dead yet speaketh.'

* * Labouring under much bodily affliction, and weakness, and floods of sore trials and hard conflicts, during the last months of his life in connection with mental disease, as well as bodily, the enemy was permitted to thrust sore at him that he might fall with blasphemous temptations, under which, as was said of Moses, he spake unadvisedly with his lips, and was buffetted dreadfully by satan taunting him with deception, hypocrisy, and presumption, in all his experience and profession; and especially with reference to his writings; which, (when rent in a thousand pieces. The wrath of the under that temptation,) he would fain have bless the dear Lord, several days previous to enemy was great; his time was short; yet, his death, he possessed perfect rationality, and felt a sweet resting on the bosom of his dear Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ; and with sweet composure, after, (as I may say,) the storms of Euroclydon winds and soul-distressing surges, were over-blown, he calmly, and with all sanity, solemnity, and heart-felt peace, informed his dear friends he was happy knowing his end was near, he softly bid them not to be alarmed, he should soon be gone, and in one hour afterwards he sweetly breathed out his soul, as NEWTON says

'One gentle sigh his fetter breaks,
We scarce can say he's gone,
Before the willing spirit takes
Its mansion near the throne.'

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Thus, in sweet composure and peace, died this dear youth, in the enjoyment of that love, satan strove so hard to rend from him, on the third day of June, 1846, aged Should twenty-three years. the Lord sanction the publication of the poems, the friends of the deceased author intend publishing his prose writings, which contain some particular account of the Lord's dealings with his soul."

"The Lost Found; or, The Rebel Saved." Being a brief outline of the experience of SAMUEL COZENS, Minister of the Gospel, Farnborough, Kent.-James Paul, Publisher.

With crook or staff in hand, o'er hills and dales,

To feed the hungry sheep of Israel's House.
His hard six days of toil and labour clos'd,
He hails the dawning light of sacred morn;
And hasts him onward to some humble cot,
To meet the anxious few that thither come
Thirsting for water from salvation's well:
And hungering to be fed with bread of life.

Go, blessed man, the Master's with thee;
Though hard thy fare, and thou but meanly clad,
He holds the Crown of life up to thy view.

Ah, ye that stand in temples richly deck'd,
And made at vast expence magnificent;
How much more magnificent the structure
Of a broken and a contrite Spirit!
Have ye not seen that God-like building fair
In the big rolling tear, and heaving breast
of

yonder peasant in the lonely waste,

Where the pure gospel truth is never heard,
Nor the glad sound of friendly voice to say
Cheer up; there's balm in Gilead for thy wound,

We have for a length of time desired to bring Or, tell, there is a kind physician there?
this sterling testimony of a genuine expe-
rience under the notice of our readers: but
we are driven again from our purpose.
Nevertheless, we do hope next month to
give a lengthened review of this striking and
interesting work.

The Messenger of Peace :-containing the
"Priesthood of Aaron."

WELL: after we had read "the Priesthood
of Aaron," by JOHN BLOMFIELD, as given
in this second number of "The Messenger of
Peace," we said, if we are correct in two
things, which we seemed to gather from the
perusal of this tract, then, certainly we have
à hope that JOHN BLOMFIELD, both in
preaching and writing, is designed for much
usefulness in the Church of Christ, in this
gospel day. First, we do hope that JOHN
has really handled, tasted, felt, realised and
enjoyed the things which he has here written;
and if so, he has certainly gathered some of
the grapes of Eschol; has some solemn evi-
dences of the life of God in his own soul;
aud is consequently safe for eternal glory.
Secondly, we are persuaded JOHN is not an
idle, careless, take-it-for-granted presump-
tuous, self conceited sort of parson; no, no;
he reads; he ransacks; he searches, and
re-searches the testimonies which many now
in heaven have left behind them; and, by
these means, through the grace and teaching
of the Spirit, he is enabled to bring forth
things new and old. We trust his heart is
sincere; his motive good; his zeal well di-
rected: moreover, we do sincerely pray that
he may be made"
strong in the grace that
is in Christ Jesus;" that his bow may abide
in strength; and then his labour will not be
in vain in the Lord.

To the True Gospel Itinerant.
All Hail! the true philanthrophists that rise
From sordid earth, and every love of self,
To seek the good of Zion's sacred cause;
I venerate, indeed, the Man of God
Who, destitute of purse, or scrip, goes forth

O, friends, 'tis pleasent fare; say, Is it not?
Under our vines and fig trees to regale,
And catch some lattice glimpses of our Lord.
Deprived of these, (if love be genuine,)
We soon on willows hang the untuned harp;
And find there's naught but chilling streams beneath ;
Who know this true, by agency divine,

Will feel for all the family elect;

Nor spare the means to feed each hungry soul.
The Covenant promises of ancient date,
(Pregnant with blessings sure to all the seed,)
Must be accomplished; Means by our God devis'd,
Shall bring to pass his mighty acts of grace-
Sometimes the instrument of baser sort
He uses to display his sovereign power.

A worm shall thresh the mountains at his word,
Chase down the man of sin, whose high rear'd head
Proclaims hostilities against God's host.
Go, Stripling, meet this Gathy Giant Form;
Vict'ry is sure; for by Almighty power
The sling and stone shall smite the monster through
And armies of the living God prevail.

'Tis time to wake, ye Saints of the Most High;
Our fathers die, and prophets live not long;
Where are our Berridges, and Whitfields now?
Where are their sons, whose faith, and love, and zeal,
Shall compensate our sorrows for their loss?
Alas! how is the gold become most dim,
And the fine gold how sadly changed now!
The truths of God are mixt with base alloy,

By men of minds corrupt, and wills deprav'd;
Who seek the praise of men, and not of God.
Who parley with these foes; who flinch from war;
Treat with contempt the blood of Martyr's slain:
They bought the truth of God, and sold it not;
Their very lives made not the price too dear.

What ails us now? Has pure religion ceas'd
Or, the offence of yonder blood stain'd cross?
Who go without the Camp must bear reproach;
Must meet the scorn of pharisaic pride;
To preach God's truth is deem'd presumption now,

Whilst to be bold in error is no crime.
Still shall the truth of God triumphant reign;
Take no alarm, ye ministers of his ;
Though, like the feeble Jews, ye bear the scorn;
In time of trouble Zion's wall is built,
To shew God's power, and to confound his foes,
Hark! for to you the heavenly Mandate speaks,
"Go preach the gospel!" "Tis your Saviour's voice,
Rise at his bidding; and his truth declare ;
Nor court the smiles, nor fear the frowns of men ;
Go, dig from ruins of the Adam fall,
The gems and trophies to adorn his crown;
And shine resplendent, in eternal day;
Beneath these clods lay hid some precious stones,
Rough and unseemly view'd by mortal ken,
Yet will he raise a fabric fair, with these,
And grace triumphant shall the building crown.

MARY:

TOILING ALL NIGHT IN THE GOSPEL FISHERY.

AGAIN, "the kingdom of heaven is like unto a net that was cast into the sea, and gathered of every kind" Mat. xiii. 47. Both good and bad fish are caught in every gospel fisherman's net; and some queer fish, that are nondescripts. But all those employed in this fishery must bring some good fish to shore, out of the dead sea, to swim in the water of life and boundless sea of love for ever: because where these waters of life and the river of life comes, they shall be healed, and every thing shall live whither the river cometh. Ezek. xlvii. 9. For the fishers shall stand from En-gedi, even unto En-eglaim; to spread forth nets and their fish shall be according to their kinds, as the fish of the great sea, exceeding many; viz. the election of grace shall be gathered out of every kingdom, nation, and tribe, to sit down in the kingdom of God. The meshes of this net may represent the variety of circumstances, under which souls are brought to hear the gospel, and the men who draw the net, those who are drawn by God to preach the gospel. Jesus saith unto Peter, follow me, and I will make you a fisher of men; and O what a multitude Peter caught, when he let down the net on the right side of the ship; three thousand under one sermon! Oh, my dear brother fishermen, those were fishing days indeed; and we keep toiling all night in these dark times, and now and then catch one, two, or three, and some of them we have to cast away: and I have been glad to cast some away, because they have bitten me severely. Yes, it is a solemn thought. I pray that I may beat down my body and fleshly lusts, and keep them in subjection, "lest when I have preached to others, I myself should be a cast-a-way," viz., reproved and cast out of men for my foolishness: not of God: glory be unto a faithful God in Christ Jesus, He will not cast away the people which he did foreknow, neither will he forsake his inheritance. Notwithstanding my dear brother fishermen, it appears that there is a deal of bad fish in the market, which cause great sickness among the people, "many are weak and sickly, and some sleep." It may be, this may bring on an epidemic disease, an universal plague: and as the great fire followed the great plague in II.-PART-XXIII.-December.

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London; when this plague becomes universal, and the Son of man can scarcely find faith on the earth, the last great fire will follow, viz., the general conflagration; and earth, and seas, and all that is in them be burned up! But those good and chosen fish, quickened and made alive again, by the pure stream of the water of life, that John saw proceeding from the throne of God and the Lamb, (Rev. xxii. 1.) and that Ezekiel saw issuing from under the threshold of the house, at the south side of the altar, (Ezek. xlvii. 1.) will swim for ever and ever, in that pure, holy, and boundless sea, that never can be dried up nor passed over. (Ezek. xlvii. 5.)

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Brethren, our age seems to be rather a poor fishing season; it seems as if almost all the good fish were taken, and I am sure that this sea will be dried up as soon as all the elect fish are caught; we keep cruising and hawling about, and take but very few. But perhaps there may be some more in the deep seas, and dark holes. Let us launch out into the deep; if have any men aboard our Vessel, that understand the deep seas, and dare cross the line; but let us take a good chart and compass with us, the sure word of prophecy, and try both the net, hook, and line: there are some good fish that have struggled out of the net, and may have been slightly hooked; these are shy, and lay in very deep holes, almost as deep as hell, and may fear that hell will be their portion. Peter was one of these, and he was sunk into a very deep dark hole; but the long line of electing, everlasting love reached him again, and he was hooked effectually. My covenant shall be in your flesh: bless you, the hook went right into his heart, which made him cry out and weep bitterly: he was sunk down into a dark hole, deep as hell, and doubtless the pains of hell had got hold upon him: but the line of election, baited with love, brought him up again, from the depths of the seas, and he was comforted on every side. Who can find out the Almighty's love to perfection? some of his fish lay in dark holes, deep as hell; then let the fishermen on board put down their lines deeper than hell, "for what canst thou know?" (Job xi. 8.) but

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