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prayed; and Mr. Meffin, of Dartford, preached from Acts xiii. 26. *

you is the word of this salvation sent.” Mr. Fowler, of Sheerness, concluded in prayer. In the evening, Mr. Watson, of. London, prayed: Mr. Fowler preached from Luke xv, 10. Mr. Stanger' concluded the fervices of the day with prayer.

About three years since, the inhabitants of this village n'ére all“ fitting “ in darkness, and in the valley of the shadow of death." Mr. K, who refides, at Dartford, had long beheld with much concern their fituation, and, being visited by a minister from London, proposed to him to preach at Crockenhill. They accordingly went together. The Lord opened a door for them; and from that time the village has been vifited by various ministers of the West Kent Affociation, and others whose labours have been the means of railing a congregation, and converting many souls.

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BOW. May 25th, was opened the New Baptist Meeting-house at Bow, Middlefex. Mr. Thomas Thomas, of Mile End, read a portion of the Pfalms, and prayed. Dr. Rippou, of London, preached from 2 Cor. vi. 13. ye also enlarged.” Mr. Severn, of Harlow, concluded in prayer. In the afternoon, Mr. Hunt (one of Mr. Bogue's ftudents) prayed. Mr. Ford, of Stepney, preached from Psalm cx. 2. “ The Lord shall “ send the rod of thy strength,' &c. Mr. Newman (paftor of the church) gave out the hymns.

A handsomé collcetion was made towards defraying the experie of the building; and, on the whole, it was a day to be remembered to the Lord with gratitude and joy !

BADGELY. May 26th, a finall Chapel was opened at Badgely, about three miles from Atherstone, in Warwickshire. The Gofpel was introduced into this rude country, in the midft of a popular colliery, by Mr. Denham, Mr. Dagley, and other ministers from Atherstone and the neighbourhood, about three years ago. The Lord was pleased to give teftimony. to the word of his grace, in the conversion of fouls, and inclining many to hear. A place of worfhip having become expedient, Providence appeared very remarkably in the behalf of the poor people, by difpofing a lady, who lived at a distance, who was owner of the land on which the chapel Atands, not only to give the ground, but fifty zuireas also toward the building.

A fermon was preached in the morning, by Mr. Burder of Coventry; and another in the afterncon, by Mr. Denhau, now of Towcestor. The people are likely to have the word statedly preached ainong them.

KISLINGBURY. : On the 28th of May a small' neat Meeting-house was opened at Kiflingbury, Northamptonshire. Mr. Mofeley, of Long Buck by, and Mr. Keyley, of Northampton, preached; the former from Haggai ii.-9.; the latter from Matt. xi. 5. the last clause. The people found it a fea!on of refreshment. O! that it may prove but the first fruits of a great


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THE LITTLE SHEPHERD BOY. Then let my humble voice resound,

To thee my strains belong,
O NCE more I quit my winter bow'r, So Thall the vallies catch the found,
And halten pleasd away,

And echo back the song.
While sweet content erowns ev'ry hour,
And brightens all the day.

And oft as this is my employ,

Jesus !hall be my theme; Onward I trip with cheerful speed

He dy'd to save

Shepherd Bcy, To yonder smiling plain,

And I will fing of him. And whistling with my tuneful reed,

W. H-ge.
I call my feecy train.
My little dog, how willing he
Runs all the country o'er,

Performs his duty faithfully,
And then trips on before.

On the Sufferings of the Female Sex in

Countries unenlightened by the Gospel. Soon as the cheering sun is up, The tuneful lark begios;

WHILE o'er the climes my course Well pleas'd to hear, I gladly stop,

pursuing, To listen while he fings.

Where mental darkness holds her

sway, All Nature's works, with one accord, The mis’ry of her empire viewing, Some grateful tribute pay;

I sorrow o'er the cheerless way.
And fain would I adore the Lord,
And louder fing than they.

But most for hopeless Woman's an.

guilh Oft am I fill'd with peace and joy ; The sympathetic tear will Aow ; How good the Lord's to me!

Her bitter lot through life to languish, O! do then bless a Shepherd Boy,

The viction of uncealing woe. Who wants to sing of thec.

No kindred soul, whose converse cheer. 'Where'er I.turn my raptur'd eyes,

ing, How charming is the scene !

Breathes mufic on the lift’ning ear; Mountains aspiring to the skies,

No kindred foul, with smile endearing, And vallies cloth'd in green !

Wipes from her eyes the care-wrung


Thou feedest all my num'rous flock,
Extend thy care to me ;

Proud of his might, her friendship They drink the cooling water brook ;

spurning, But give me drink from thee!

Man holds alone his sullen reign ;

For ev'ry tender care, returning Each morn I call them out to feed The chilling look of harsh disdain.

Beside the sparkling rills ; But feed my soul with food indeed In wild despair her sad eyes rolling, From the eternal hills !

Trace and retrace ihe awful gloom,

When not a ray of hope consoling Ost, as oppress’d with Deep I lie, Beams o'er the dark and lonely With pining hunger bold

tomb. A prowling enemy comes by, And robs my little fold.

O Saviour! sooth the friendless mour.

ner, But thou, great Shepherd, canst not sleep, Bid the long form of mis’ry cease, Nor drowsy be like me ;

In Sion's spotless robe adorn her, So that no toe can steal a sheep

And all her foul Thall smile Eternally from thee.





THOUGHTS IN CHURCH. Is there, my soul, beneath the starry Once more, within thy hallow'd

sphere Aught that can bind thy best affec

I'm favour'd to appear ; tions here?

O let thy presence, dearest Lord, Hast thou no pow'rs to rise ?

Attend and bless me here! Look to those happy realms where fpirits dwell

Laden with guilt and sense of fin, Unfetter'd from their clay, where earth Opprest with inany a care, and hell

Now to thy cross O'may I tler, No more pollute their joys.

And leave my burden there ! Art thou not born their mutual bliss to share ?

Let no distracting thoughts intrude Born from above, haft thou no mansion

To harrass my poor breast ;

Under thy thadow may I sit, there : O! stretch thy wings and fly;

And féel delightful rest. Climb up the "heav'nly road; why Open my lips, and then, O God,

• fhould a mind That's form’d for boundless things be o may my heart, impress’d with love,

My tongue shall speak thy praise : thus confin'd

Its cheerful tribute raife.
To dwelt beneath the sky ?
Yes, I've a mansion in the ætherial Accompany the word of grace


With thy good Spirit's pow'r, Where Jesus, my Redeemer, lives and That ev'ry seeking foul may spend And there prepares me room!

.A happy favour'd hour. Hafte, then, ye minutes, bring the blissful day,

O may the wounds that sin has made When I thall leave this earth, and fee

Here meet a healing balm!

And may the Gospel's joyful sound

The fear of death difaim !
To my eternal home.
Then thall all things of a terrestrial May Jesus lovelier Itill appear

To all who love his name,
Sink from my veins ; honour, and

And ev'ry mention of his grace

Intreale the heay'nly fame. glitt'ring gold, And ev'ry sensual joy.

We bless Tliee for these foretaltes, Lord, Too oft they caught iny feet in gilded These visits of thy grace ; snares;

But 0, we long for that bless’d day, Too oft have iningled with my best

When we thall see thy face! affairs

New Road,

W.B Their poisonous alloy.

St. George's in the East. But, when ļ drop my clay, and soar

above, To join the ransom'd throng, and sing the love

LONGING TO BE DISSOLVED. Of my incarnate God, I thall be free from all their bareful WHEN will that day, dear' Jesus,

charms, Norcan they harrass me with . false. When thou shalt bid me rise alaris

And waft me to my heav'nly home, 1.. that divine abode.

Beyond yon lofty skies? And foon the kindred minds I leave When Thall I, freed from cumb'rous clay below,

And this long dark fome night, Shall break their chain, and rise to Poffefs these realms of endless day. glory 100,

And unexhausted light?
With palins of vi&t’ry crown’d.
Then thall our souls aspire to nobler Arise, celestial morn, arise !

(praise That ne'er shall see a cloud,
To speak our triumph and the Saviour's Chen shall I view with perfect eyes
Wain an immortal found.

The unveil' đ face of God.'


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