word of our redeeming Lord, "I and my Father will come and make our abode with you.' And again, 'I will send you another Comforter, even the Holy Ghost, who shall abide with you for ever: he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you." Here then are promises of the whole divine Trinity dwelling in our hearts; and are not these promises sealed with the blood of the covenant! But will God, the eternal Trinity, dwell in an impure heart?—Oh no! but, by entering, he will cleanse it. Every root of bitterness, every remaining sin, and all the strong ar. mour of unbelief, will flee before him. Can they stand his presence? No, no; God is love, and where he dwelleth, nothing but pure love can dwell.

"Thy presence, Lord, I cannot doubt,

Extirpates inbred sin."

O glory be to God, what, a precious salvation 18 here. And this is the privilege, the happy privilege of all who have embraced the Saviour. All he hath promised, all he hath to give, is the believer's portion. Faith believes the record true, without staggering at the promise. The promise, my dear friend, is for you. Receive it, then, and let the humble language of your soul be-" Be it unto me, according to thy word." O rely on the word of a God that cannot lie, and receive him as your sanctification, and as your indwelling, abiding Comforter, your King, and your God. If you feel the flame that is now kindled in my breast, you will:-this will be the happy moment. Speak, thou eternal God, and let thy servant now be clean.

I had been led unawares thus to speak, but I believe it is by the Spirit of God; for, while I write, I am indeed filled with divine and ravishing consolations! My soul feels all I have spoken. Glory be to God, for I am most unworthy. I have much greater depths of humble love to prove, and my soul

thirsts after them. O pray for me! Praise, for me, the God I truly love, and believe me ever your affectionate sister and friend,

H. A. ROE.

LETTER VIII.-To the Same.

MACCLESFIELD, May 15, 1778.

DEAR COUSIN,-I am not much surprised that you are assaulted with the temptations you mertion in your last; and though I feel for you, I have no fears on your account. I know the Lord will make your darkness light, your crooked paths straight, and your soul shall see the salvation of God.

It is no marvel that the enemy of souls employs his every artifice to destroy your peace. And will he not the rather do this just at a critical season, when your outward trials are great? He sees you pursuing the things, and espousing the glorious cause which shall overturn his kingdom. Marvel not then at his rage against you. It proves to me that you will be an instrument in the hands of God, of much good to precious souls; and that this dire enemy foresees it likely to be so; and therefore would retard, though he cannot hinder or stop your progress. You say, "you cannot believe till these doubts are cleared up." Here is another device of Satan. Your doubts cannot be removed till you do believe. Faith only is able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one;-only believe, and you shall be saved from all your doubts; meridian evidence shall put them all to flight. Cast your soul, your fears, your unbelief, your inbred sin, your all, at the feet of Christ; and into the fountain of his blood, the depths of his love. Be determined: Lord, thou shalt be my teacher, wisdom, guide, counsellor-my atonement, my king, my portion,

"Helpless into thy hands I fall;

Be thou my God, my all in all."

Yes, my dear friend, leave Christ to answer every temptation that besets you. He hath said, "My grace is sufficient for thee." This is enough: be not faithless, but believing.

You ask, if I am not in a delusion respecting my experience of perfect love? Blessed be God, I have not the shadow of doubt. Even Satan himself finds these suggestions vain, and has left them off. He would rather lead me to doubt, or care for to-morrow; saying, such and such a thing is at hand, and will overcome thee. Thou wilt fall in some of thy trials; or, when death comes, thou wilt be under a cloud. But, through grace divine, I am enabled to discern from whence these suggestions come, and they never distress me for a moment: for, by constant looking to Jesus, I received fresh strength in every time of need. I know I am now right, and I trust him for all that is to come: and, though all weakness, ignorance, helplessness, and unworthiness, yet I have the testimony of my own conscience, and the witness of God's Spirit, that I am wholly and unreservedly his-his in body, spirit, soul; nor does any thing but love remain in my heart. But, were I in a delusion-O happy delusion! it brings salvation-it brings heaven below! Nay, with what I this moment feel, I could be happy in the greatest of outward conflicts and distresses, for Christ is in my heart! I dwell in God, and God in me--I dwell in love, and love dwelleth in me-God is love, and he is all I want. And is it possible we should be ignorant whether we feel tempers contrary to love or no?-whether we rejoice always, or are burdened and bowed down with sorrow?-whether we have a praying, or a dead, lifeless spirit?-whether we can praise God, and be resigned in all trials, or feel murmurings, fret

fulness, and impatience under them? Is it not easy to know, if we feel anger at provocatior, or whether we feel our tempers mild, gentle, peaceable, and easy to be entreated, or feel stubbornness, selfwill, and pride?-Whether we have slavish fears, or are possessed of that perfect love which casteth out all fear that hath torment?

You ask how I obtained this great salvation? I answer, just as I obtained the pardon of my sinby simple faith. No sooner did the pride and reinaining unbelief of my heart submit to be taught, and to receive his precious full salvation, as a free gift of his grace, by faith alone, without any fitness or worthiness, but I was instantly filled with such humbling depths of love to God, and union with him, with such discoveries of my own nothingness, as wholly swallowed up my soul in gratitude and praise. I knew the faithfulness of my God, and ventured on the promise in spite of reasoning and unbelief, and all the lying suggestions of the enemy, and believed against hope, or whatever opposed; when I felt my soul sinking into nothing, and Jesus became my all. I cried, this is what I wanted: I am emptied of self, and filled with God: I am now where I ought to be, a worm at Jesus' feet, saved by grace. But a thousand suggestions were soon darted; such as, thou wilt soon lose it: thou canst not stand; when thou art tried thou wilt fall. I said, Lord, thou alone canst be my keeper-see thou to that I have given myself into thy hands, and I will hang upon thee. Thou hast promised, My grace is sufficient for thee." O the preciousness of these words! I shall praise God in eternity that they are written in his book. This, and such other promises, have been proof for me against every opposition and trial I have met with, (which you know are not few :) and by thus trusting the promise and the promiser, I have conquered:" and,

glory be to God, through his strength I shall still prevail. It is by hanging on Jesus, as an infant on its mother's breast, I retain my peace, and love, and joy by watching, prayer, and praise: by pressing after deeper degrees of humble love, communion with God and active holiness. Never were the ways of God so sweet as now to my soul: I love the narrowest path his Spirit and his word point out; and all my delight is to do and suffer his will. O may the same God of love fully reveal his great salvation in your heart, and be himself your rich portion for ever; prays your affectionate cousin and friend,

H. A. ROE.

LETTER IX.-To Miss Bourn, of Newcastle, . Staffordshire.

MACCLESFIELD, Aug. 20, 1778. MY DEAR SISTER,-I was glad to receive yours by Mr. Hall. It always gives me pleasure to hear from you. In the bonds of divine love, my soul is united to yours: and, from the contents of your letter, as well as the power I had in your behalf with my God, I am assured that before long you will be a happy witness that Jesus can and will, and does destroy the last remains of sin in his children's hearts in this life: yea, in every such heart who does truly hunger and thirst after righteousness. You do hunger and thirst: O that you could look to him this moment as a precious Saviour! Is he not so? Do you not feel his loving presence? Are you not his; the purchase of his blood; the new made creature of his love; born of God, and become his child? Is not Jesus your beloved and your friend? Can he then deny his own Spirit's cry in your heart: and that too when all you ask is,