WHEN to the voice of pitying Love, That bids the guilty wanderer home, My trembling feet refuse to move, And cannot to the SAVIOUR come: FAITH. And when my powerless hand is stay'd, And vain the pardon would receive: And when these lips in dust are laid, To Him, who lives and once hath died; That look should lift my soul on high, That moment speak me justified! CREATION. ALEC. And kindled their lamps, and appointed their place, Who waken'd Creation, and why? His name is JEHOVAH,-He governs the whole, And measures its breadth with a span; The lights, that alternately spangle the pole, The verdure that lives, and the waters that roll, Are his, and he made them for man. For thousands of gifts, from his bounty that flow'd, He asks of his creature but one; He asks but the heart, that himself has bestow'd; But deafen'd is man to the voice of his And robs the MOST HIGH of his own! LINES ON THE LOSS OF A SHIP. (From "The Buccaneers, and other Poems: By JOHN MALCOMB: 1824.") HER mighty sails the breezes swell, And fast she leaves the lessening land, And from the shore the last farewell And love of many a weeping fair; The lonely heart's unceasing prayer; And, O the thousand hopes untold Of ardent youth, that vessel borë; Say, were they quench'd in waters cold? For she was never heard of more! When on her wide and trackless path Of desolation, doom'd to flee, Say, sank she 'midst the blending wrath Of racking cloud and rolling sea? Or where the land but mocks the eye, When drifting on a fatal shore ? Vain guesses all,-her destiny Is dark,-she ne'er was heard of more! The moon hath twelve times chang'd her form, From glowing orb to crescent wan; 'Mid skies of calm, and scowl of storm, Since from her port that ship hath gone; But ocean keeps its secret well, And though we know that all is o'er, No eye hath seen,—no tongue can tell Her fate, she ne'er was heard of more! O! were her tale of sorrow known, "Twere something to the broken heart, The pangs of doubt would then be gone, And Fancy's endless dreams depart: It may not be !-there is no ray By which her doom we may explore; We only know she sailed away, And ne'er was seen or heard of more! Printed by T. CORDEUX, 14, City-Road, Londen. Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine, FOR NOVEMBER, 1824. BIOGRAPHY. MEMOIR OF MR. WILLIAM YOUNG, OF WARRINGTON: BY THE REV. JAMES TOWNLEY, D. D. WILLIAM YOUNG was a pious and zealous Local Preacher, whose labours in various parts of Lancashire and Cheshire were eminently owned of God. He was born at Warrington in 1749. His parents, who had imbibed the common prejudices of that period against the Methodists, laboured to impress the minds of their children with the belief, that the Preachers were "false prophets," and therefore ought to be shunned as dangerous and deceitful men. The impressions thus made upon his infant mind, prevented WILLIAM from hearing them, until he had himself experienced the truths they preached. When about twelve years of age, calling at a friend's house, he saw "RUSSEL'S Seven Sermons" lying on the table, and whilst reading one of them, he was deeply awakened to a sight and sense of his deplorable state as a fallen and guilty creature. The arrows of the ALMIGHTY stuck fast within him, and the poison thereof drank up his spirits, so that he had no rest either by night or by day, because of his sin. Often did he wander into the fields, to give vent to the agonizing feelings of his mind, and to pour out his soul before GOD. On one of these occasions, (about three weeks after his first conviction of sin,) while earnestly wrestling in prayer, self-despairing, and overwhelmed with his load of guilt, the LORD spoke pardon to his soul; the darkness was at once dispelled, his burden was removed, and he was enabled to rejoice "with joy unspeakable and full of glory." No sooner had he thus found peace with God, than he was fully satisfied that his conversion was scriptural, and that he was indeed become a new creature in CHRIST JESUS; though at that time he had never heard any Minister of the Gospel clearly explain the nature of this saving change; nor had he ever conversed freely with any one who professed to have the experience of it. Hitherto he had remained prejudiced against the Methodists, believing the statements which had been made to him to be correct : but after some years he was prevailed upon by the earnest invitations VOL. III. Third Series. NOVEMBER, 1824. 3 L : of a friend, who had been in the habit of hearing them, to go and hear and judge for himself concerning the reports which had been circulated respecting them. He would not, however, enter the Chapel at first, but listened at the door. MR. JOHNSON, an excellent and useful Local Preacher, occupied the pulpit that evening. His text was, "If any man speak, let him speak as the oracles of GOD." The truths delivered on that occasion astonished the attentive convert at the door. They exactly corresponded with his own experience, and described, as he thought, all that he had ever felt. His opposition instantly vanished; his heart clave to the people who held these doctrines; he could no longer forbear to own the convictions of his mind and under the influence of his overpowering feelings, he rushed into the Chapel, and, lifting up both his hands, exclaimed before the congregation, in a distinct and rapturous manner, "This people shall be my people; and their God my GOD!" He almost immediately joined the Society, and soon became active in forming prayer-meetings and class-meetings in Warrington and its vicinity. About four years after he had united himself to the Methodists, he became convinced, whilst engaged in the Prayer-Meetings, that it was his duty to call sinners to repentance, and endeavour to win souls to CHRIST JESUS. He commenced preaching with considerable diffidence and fear, but, assisted by divine influence, he overcame the timidity he at first experienced. His duty soon became his pleasure, and for more than forty years he laboured with increasing delight, and indefatigable zeal, in the sacred cause. During the more early part of his life, he extended his occasional efforts to many parts of Lancashire and Cheshire; so that from Warrington round about to Cheshire and Wigan, and the intermediate places, he preached the Gospel with success, and was, under Gop, instrumental in the conversion of many who will be "the crown of his rejoicing in the day of the LORD; some of whom are, at this day, useful Preachers in our own Connexion. Unwearied in his endeavours to promote the eternal interests of his fellow-creatures, and at the same time regardful of the necessity of providing things honest in the sight of all men, he would frequently, on the week-days, after his daily labour, travel to a distance to preach, and return at eleven or twelve o'clock in the night, and rise early the next morning to attend to his usual business: so truly might it be said of him, that he was "not slothful in business," whilst he was "fervent in spirit, serving the LORD." Nor was he to be deterred from his endeavours to save souls, by the violence of persecution or opposition. In various places he was assaulted by mobs, that, to use the words of one who some. times accompanied him, "came upon him like roaring lions, resolved to pull him down." At Newchurch they determined to put him in the stocks at Newton, he was assailed with showers of stones and brick-bats; in the neighbourhood of St. Helen's, dogs were thrown |