‘No room for mirth or trifling here,’ &c.

adding, ‘I shall be in heaven before twelve.’  Near that time, he lifted up his hands, and shouting victory, victory, expired.—­The practice, which I have for some time adopted, of retiring immediately after breakfast to pray for myself, and those who are associated with me in church fellowship, I find truly profitable.—­We set off early in the morning for Gloucester, to visit our son and daughter; and had a pleasant and peaceful journey, far beyond my expectation.  A lady, who sat beside me, gave me an account of her conversion to God.  The conversation was originated by some tracts, which she carried for distribution.  About seven we arrived, and found our children looking out for us.  Thus past the last day of my sixty-sixth year—­an epitome of my life—­continual change.—­Returned to York.  Mrs. J. accompanied me in search of Rosamond J. We found her in very poor circumstances, with four children, and her husband gone off to seek work.  She instantly recognised me, and burst into tears.  We prayed with her.  After tea I met Mrs. J.’s class.  The Lord was with us; several were in tears, conscious of their distance from God.  The Lord assisted me in speaking to them, and blessed my own soul.—­Death is common.  The cholera prevails.  May this awful visitation be sanctified to us!  I was sent for to see Mrs. P.; she expressed her confidence in God, and this morning died of cholera.—­I felt impressed to visit the adjoining neighbours, and having bowed before the Lord, to ask his blessing and help, I went; and, as the Lord enabled me, conversed and prayed with two families.  In one of them, the wife, who is much afflicted, pressed me to go again, and her husband seconded the request.—­Several circumstances which have occurred in our Society, painful in themselves, have turned out to my benefit, destroying my dependance on man, and pointing me to the Rock which is higher than I. In an unexpected trial I was divinely supported.  I went to see ——­, and there I met with his friend, to whom I spoke plainly; my heart was pained.—­Instead of going to the house of God, I was painfully exercised at home.”

  Opprest, I lift my heart to Thee,
    Thou soother of my care;
  Oh! let Thy ear attentive be,
    To this my heartfelt prayer.

  Thou seest my heart’s desire, to live
   Obedient to Thy will;
  Help me, to Thee, my all to give,
    With love my bosom fill.

  “Whate’er in me is wrong remove,
    Whate’er is dark illume;
  Search, try, and purge me, but in love,
    Lest Thou Thy dust consume.

  To Thee is all my sorrow known,
    No secret would I hide;
  The enemy his tares hath sown,
    Oh! let him not divide.

  Thou only canst my burden move,
    The woful breach repair;
  Oh! send us succour from above,
    And hear my instant prayer.