ant to
see in my own heart. But when I look at the Saviour himself, He is
altogether lovely; there is not one spot in his countenance, nor one
cloud over all his perfections.

"I think of his coming in the flesh, and it reconciles me to the
sufferings of the body; for He had them as well as I. I think of his
temptations, and believe that He is able to succour me when I am tempted.
Then I think of his cross, and learn to bear my own. I reflect on his
death, and long to die unto sin, so that it may no longer have dominion
over me. I sometimes think of his resurrection, and trust that He has
given me a part in it, for I feel that my affections are set upon things
above. Chiefly, I take comfort in thinking of Him as at the right hand
of the Father, pleading my cause, and rendering acceptable even my feeble
prayers, both for myself, and, as I hope, for my dear friends.

"These are the views which, through mercy, I have of my Saviour's
goodness; and they have made me wish and strive in my poor way to serve
Him, to give myself up to Him, and to labour to do my duty in that state
of life into which it has pleased Him to call me.

"A thousand times I should have fallen and fainted, if He had not upheld
me. I feel that I am nothing without Him. He is all in all.

"Just so far as I can cast my care upon Him I find strength to do his
will. May He give me grace to trust Him till the last moment! I do not
fear death, because I believe that He has taken away its sting. And O,
what happiness beyond! Tell me, sir, whether you think I am right--I
hope I am under no delusion. I dare not look for my hope in anything
short of the entire fulness of Christ. When I ask my own heart a
question, I am afraid to trust it, for it is treacherous, and has often
deceived me. But when I ask Christ, he answers me with promises that
strengthen and refresh me, and leave me no room to doubt his power and
will to save. I am in his hands, and would remain there; and I do
believe that He will never leave nor forsake me, but will perfect the
thing that concerns me. He loved me, and gave himself for me; and I
believe that his gifts and calling are without repentance. In this hope
I live, in this hope I wish to die."

I looked around me, as she was speaking, and thought--Surely this is none
other than the house of God, and the gate of heaven. Everything appeared
neat, cleanly, and interesting. The afternoon had been rather overcast
with d