o God. I have no time to search.' Oh, oh, one thing is needful.

"'Life's a folly, age a dream
Borne along the common stream,
Earth's a bubble light as air,
If my rest be centered there.
How can that be solid joy
Which a moment may destroy?'

"Mr. B---- was seized with the fever in its most malignant form;
for him every genius was exerted, and the medical store ransacked for
the healing balsam, but in vain. The Judge calls for the soul, and the
body must, at his command, dislodge its tenant; how awful, if no
surety was at hand, if he must stand naked--we know the rest: did I
say we know? O no. What can we know of that wrath which in the garden
of Gethsemane, when no murderous hand was near, no high-priest, no
council, or cross, wrung the blood through every pore of the pure, the
innocent Lamb of God, supported by Godhead. If such things were done
in the green tree, what shall be done in the dry?"

Another of her grandchildren was shortly after removed by death;
his illness is noticed in the following meditation:

"AUGUST, 1802.

"'And that which cometh into your mind shall not be at all, that
ye say, We will be as the heathen, as the families of the countries,
to serve wood and stone.' 'And I will bring you into the wilderness,
and there will I plead with you face to face: like as I pleaded with
your fathers in the wilderness of the land of Egypt, so will I plead
with you, saith the Lord God; and I will cause you to pass under the
rod, and I will bring you into the bond of the covenant.' 'And ye
shall remember your ways, and all your doings, wherein ye have been
defiled; and ye shall loathe yourselves in your own sight, for all
your evils that ye have committed: and ye shall know that I am the
Lord, when I have wrought with you for my name's sake, not according
to your wicked ways, nor according to your corrupt doings, O ye house
of Israel, saith the Lord God.' Ezek. 20:32, 35, 36, 43, 44.

"It is good, yes, Lord, it is all good; too often have we said,
'we will be as the heathen, to serve wood and stone.' Often hast thou
chastened, often have we confessed, often resolved that we would walk
more softly, more tenderly, more circumspectly before thee. But, alas,
when thy hand is removed, when thou healest us, and restorest to us