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Nicholas Waln's Prayer

Filial Obedience not the character of the age

A War Poem, on M. Blythe, a Midshipman

Essay on the Character and Writings of St. Paul

Hymn from the Sunday School Memorials

On the Influence of Religion

The Comforter

True Politeness the Offspring of Religion

The Rainbow

On Modern Female Education

An Address to Woman

Name of Christian not Christianity

Extracts from the Essays of John. Foster

On the proper Temper for Prayer

Infantine Inquiries

On Works of Charity

Analogy between the Spiritual and Natural Life

Extracts from Jonathan Dymond's Essays

Light Shining out of Darkness

Extracts from the Guide to Domestic Happiness

Ditto from the Abbé Fenelon

God knows how to adapt Instruction to the human mind

The Infant's Hymn of Prayer

Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?

Present Vision Imperfect

The Cabin of Mourn

Views entertained of Heaven

The Majesty of God considered

On Retirement and Prayer

Extracts from Hannah More

To the Moon

St. Paul going to Jerusalem

The Annals of the Jews

Extracts from Hannah More

Dr. Johnson and Mary Knowles

To the Memory of George Dilwyn

Dr. Paysons two or three plain Rules

Christ feeding the Multitude

C. Bridge's exposition of part of the 119 Psalm

The Angel of Intelligence

An Affectionate Address, by Joseph John Gurney

The Dominion of Jesus to extend from Sea to Sea

A Visit to Nurse Graham's cottage

The Orphan

The Scriptures a Divinely authorized Record

Pray without Ceasing

The First Born

The Servants of the Family

Description of a Godly Home

To the departed Spirit of a Beloved Mother

Anecdote of Claudius Buchanan




There has appeared in this our day, a man of great virtue, named Jesus Christ, who is yet living amongst us, and with the Gentiles is accepted as a prophet of truth, but his own disciples call Him the Son of God.

He raiseth the dead, and cureth all manner of diseases; a man of staturé somewhat tall and comely, with a very reverend countenance, such as the beholder may both love and fear; his hair is of the colour of a filbert, full ripe, and plain down to his ears, but from his ears downwards, somewhat curled, and more orient of colour, waving about his shoulders. In the midst of his head, goeth a seam or partition of hair, after the manner of the Nazarites; his forehead very smooth and plain ; his face, nose, and mouth so framed, as nothing can be reprehended ; his beard somewhat thick, agreeable to the hair of his head for colour, not of any great length, but forked in the middle, of an innocent and mature look; his eyes, grey, clear, and quick.


In reproving, he is terrible; in admonishing, courteous and fair spoken, pleasant in speech, amidst gravity. It cannot be remembered that any have seen him laugh, but many have seen him weep.

In proportion of body, well shaped and straight; his hands and arms most beauteous to behold; in speaking very temperate, modest, and wise ; a man of singular virtue, surpassing the children of men.


It is not to pause, when at my

A shivering brother stands;
It is not to ask why he is poor,

Or why he help demands.

It is not to spurn that brother's prayer,

For faults he once has known,
It is not to drive him to despair,

that I have none.

The voice of charity is kind,

It thinketh nothing wrong,
To every fault it seemeth blind,

Nor vaunteth with its tongue.

In penitence it placeth faith,

Hope smileth at the door,
Believeth first, then gently saith,

Go, brother, sin no more.

RELIGION is for the man in humble life, and to raise his nature, and to put him in mind of a state in which the privileges of opulence will cease, when he will be equal by nature, and may be more than equal by virtue.

E. Burke.


A Watch may teach unthinking man,
That life is but a transient span:
His reasoning power the balance shows,
Time like the hands tells how it goes ;
Conscience the regulator proves,
And self-inspection faults removes;
With this and earnest prayer each night,
Wind up thy watch, and set it right.

ON RECEIVING TWO WOODCOCKS. My thanks I'll no longer delay,

For the birds which you shot with such skill, And though there was nothing to pay,

Yet each of them brought in a bill ;
I mean not, my friend, to complain,

The matter was perfectly right,
And when bills such as these come again,

I'll always accept them at sight.

When men cease to be faithful to their God, he who expects to find them so to each other, will be much disappointed. The primitive sincerity will ac

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