Vol 16 - TO MR. WILLIAM DALGLIESH,

TO MR. WILLIAM DALGLIESH,
Minister of the Gospel.
Reverend and dear Brother,
GRACE, mercy, and peace, be to you! I am well; my Lord JESUS is kinder to me than ever he was; it pleases him to dine and sup with his afflicted prisoner; a King feasteth me, and his spikenard casteth a sweet smell. Put CHRIST'S love to the trial, and then it will appear love indeed: we employ not his love, and therefore we know it not. I count more of the sufferings of my LORD, than of this world's gilded glory. I find it a sweet and rich thing to exchange my sorrows with CHRIST'S joys, my afflictions for that sweet peace which I have with himself. Brother, this is his own truth for which I now suffer. He has sealed my sufferings with his own comforts, and I know he will not put his seal upon blank paper; his seals are not dumb, nor delusive, to.confirm imaginations and lies. Go on, my dear Brother, in the strength of the Lows, not fearing man that is a worm, or the son of man that will die. Providence has a thousand keys, to open a thousand different doors, for the deliverance of his own, when it is even come to.a " Conclamatuna est." Let us be faithful, and care for our own part, which is to do and suffer for him; and lay CHRIST's part on himself, and leave it. there. Duties are ours, events are the Lord's. When our faith go to meddle with events, and to hold a Court (if I may so speak) upon GOD's Providence, and beginneth to say, "now wilt you do this and that "-we lose ground. We have nothing to do there; it is our part to let the Almighty exercise his own office, and steer his own helm; there is nothing left for us, but to see how we may be approved of him, and how we may roll the weight of our weak souls (in well doing) upon him, who is GOD OMNIPOTENT: And when what we thus essay. miscarrieth, it shall neither. be our sin nor cross. Brother, remember the LORD'S word to PETER, "SIMON, loves you me Feed my sheep:" No greater testimony of our love to CHRIST can be, than to feed painfully and faithfully his lambs. Grace be with you!
Aberdeen.
Your brother in bonds,
S.R.