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of its salvation, were brought with such evidence and power to his heart, that he lost his zeal for this world's gain, and became a devoted and zealous follower of the only Saviour of sinners.

Reader! the question, "what Is The Soul Worth ?" is presented to you. Consider what your soul is worth in reference to its eternity, for it is immortal, and will endure for ever! Measure its value by that of worldly riches—or worldly honours—or worldly

pleasures. Measure it by the world itself—the whole world All

worlds—and what, indeed, would it profit you to gain them all, and lose your soul?

Oh, Reader! shall your soul be saved, or lost? Eternity is waiting your determination! Do not delay. Attend now to mercy's voice; for "note is the accepted time; now is the day of salvation."

Far it ties.

Majesty of The Scriptures—I will confess that the majesty of the Scriptures strikes me with admiration, as the purity of the gospel has its influence on my heart. Peruse the works of our philosophers, with all their pomp of diction; how mean, how contemptible are they, compared with the Scriptures? Is it possible that a book, at once so simple and sublime, should be merely the work of man? Is it possible that the sacred personage whose history it contains, should be himself a mere man? Do we find that he assumed the tone of an enthusiast or ambitious sectary? What sweetness, what purity in his manner! What an affecting gracefulness in his delivery! What sublimity in his maxims! What profound wisdom in his discourses! What presence of mind, what subtlety, what truth in his replies! How great the command over his passions! Where is the man, where the philosopher, who could so live and so die, without weakness, without ostentation? When Plato describes his imaginary good man, loaded with all the shame of guilt, yet meriting the highest reward of virtue, he describes exactly the character of Jesus Christ; the resemblance was so striking that all the fathers perceived it.

Socrates died like a philosopher, but Jesus Christ like a God


"My Life Has Reen A Failure."—So said a capitalist in this country worth his several millions, on being asked why he did not have a biography of his life written. What an answer, and what a tad truth, to be made and considered by one who has spent a whole life in amassing wealth! and now, with trembling limbs, stepping into the grave, the startling truth, quite too late it is to be feared, flashes across the, mind, that his life has been a failure—its great object, and the only one worthy the attention of an immortal being, having been entirely overlooked and neglected! What more than such a thought need occupy a sane mind, to fill and keep it full of unutterable anguish? Life a failure! Probation squandered — ending !—the soul lost! Reader, whoever you may be, poor or rich, did you ever ask yourself whether your life also has not been a failure? —whether you are living merely for this world ?—laying up the treasures of which you cannot avail yourself in your time of greatest need? Will you go to the judgment with the awful truth sounding; in your ears, that your life has been a failure? If you would not, mend that life—mend it to day; to-morrow is not yours. Put off no longer a work so important, involving your all, and one which should

have been done the first day of your accountability Christian


The Hungarian King It is reported of a Hungarian king,

that, being on a time extremely dejected, he was asked the cause of i t by his brother. "Oh! I have been a great sinner against God," said he, "and know not how I shall appear before him in judgment!" His brother ridiculed these hid thoughts as too melancholy, and as unworthy of a moment's place in the breast of a king. The king then made no further reply; but it was customary in that country, that if the executioner sounded a trumpet at any man's door, he was presently to be had forth to execution. The king, at midnight, sent the trumpeter to sound an alarm at his brother's door, which so terrified him, that he ran to the king with a trembling heart, a pale and frightful countenance, and besought him to make known wherein he had offended hira. "Oh, brother," said the king, "you have never displeased me; but if the sight of my executioner be so dreadful in your eyes, what must the sight of God's be in mine!"—Seeker's Nonsuch Professor.

The Power Of Truth The celebrated Gilbert West and

Lord Lyttleton, both men of acknowledged talent, had received the principles of infidelity from a superficial view of the Scriptures. They agreed together to expose what they termed the imposture of the Bible; and Mr. West chose the resurrection of Christ, and Lord Lyttleton the conversion of St. Paul, as the subjects of their criticism. Both sat down to their respective tasks full of prejudice, and a contempt for christianity. But what was the result? They were both converted by their endeavours to overthrow the truth of Scripture. They came together, not as they expected, to exult over an imposture exposed to ridicule, but to lament their former unbelief, and to congratulate each other that they had discovered the truth of revelation. They published their enquiries, which form two of the most valuable treatises now existing, in favour of the truth of God's word,—one entitled, "Observations on the Conversion of St. Paul," and the other, "Observations on the Resurrection of Christ."


The Publishers of the above Magazine have much pleasnre in announcing that the circulation has now increased to nearly 17,000 monthly. The periodical has received the sanction of nearly all the principal ministers of the denomination as one of the best, as it is certainly one of the cheapest, of the present day.

The following is a List of Contents of all the Numbers for the first Six Months of the present year :—


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