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blackness of the night, and is less tinged with the orient streaks of the dawning of a better day.

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Yet we believe that what he has written, "he has written in frankness, confidence and love." We perceive too, with pleasure, that notwithstanding the gloom of the picture, he has allowed some streaks of light to steal across that gloom; and that he alludes to "favoured ministers and congregations among whom, silently or visibly, God is doing a great work." The commencing sentences of his pamphlet glance more fully at such happy exceptions There is reason to believe that (amidst the large outspread of moral wilderness in Ireland, there are many "pleasant places," rendered sacred by the presence of " "the Rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valley." The Christian traveller may here and there alight upon some pleasing traces of the footmarks of the Saviour, who is not altogether a stranger in the land, or as one who tarrieth only for a night. The most secluded regions doubtless contain a few, at least, of "his hidden ones ;" and there are many, generally, whose hearts have been savingly affected by divine truth, and in whom the Spirit of God is pleased to dwell.

The foregoing admissions, we apprehend, will fully confirm the statements we have made in last month's leader, as to some of the delightful indications of progress and of success, which a kindly observant and judicious Christian visitor must notice in different parts of Ireland. Take them altogether, they are, perhaps, more numerous than may be generally supposed. Still we admit that they are but cases in the midst of a widely spread spiritual desert; but little coral islets rising out of the bosom of a vast and troubled ocean. We therefore fully agree with our friend in the following remarks:

"But, alas! the most enlightened and dispassionate charity must pronounce that even the spiritual sky which hangs over the land is, for the most part, dark and cloudy; and that, besides this, the wing of a destroying antichrist has cast its most melancholy shade over thousands, and even millions in our midst ! Such considerations are at once startling, depressing, and humiliating. There are many things which are for a lamentation.'

Some of these he proceeds to enumerate, "How deplorable is the spirit for hearing the word!" Or rather, we should say, the want of such a spirit. How seldom are sinners arrested and converted under the word! Still less frequent are revivals in the land! How feeble is the divine life in the hearts of believers! How slightly are the real evils of the land deplored!"

In this short sketch of causes for lamention, our readers will perceive that they are far from being peculiar to Ireland, but are evils almost everywhere to be met with and to be deplored, all over Christendom. The writer follows up his statement of each with appropriate remarks; we select the following instances:-" Religious strife is nigh well equal to the civil and political strife under which our nation bleeds. Even select Christians are alienated and divided. Their rivalry is that of envy; not of love. Our denomination -our principles-our society-our church, are terms of far too frequent occurrence, and objects of much greater solicitude with some, than the kingdom of the Redeemer, the spread of the Gospel, or the interests of immortal souls. Division and sectarianism have ruined many a fair and promising plan of usefulness in Ireland !"

The foregoing observations, to the truth of which we could bear a painful testimony, if needful, have reminded us of the frank confessions of a zealous and faithful labourer in Ireland, who, writing from the place of his residence, observes :-"I confess that it is only the part of candour to say, that dissent in any of our communities has not been favourably exhibited here.

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frequent changes-to say nothing else, must be very injurious; and then, other causes have tended to do vast injury. I fear, too, a style of preaching has been adopted, not calculated for good. There is an idolatry of talent, fine speaking, &c., a desire, I think, rather to collect crowds, than to convert sinners and build up saints. The Church of England clergy have (with all their narrowness) been diligent in pastoral visitation; and have, as far as I can see or hear, preached 'Christ crucified. None of them are very great preachers, yet they are doing good. -I think I see that it is better not to be attacking churches or systems, but to preach Christ Jesus the Lord." Would that Evangelical Ministers, of all denominations, in Ireland and elsewhere, were led to see that this is "the more excellent way."

We are tempted to make another extract from the pamphlet before us. It relates to the melancholy condition of the Irish-speaking population of Ireland.

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"To say nothing of the vast masses unerlightened, there are three millions of the celtic population, for whom, besides Scripture readers, there are not twenty ministers of all denominations, who can preach in the vernacular. What slender means are these, compared with those of other lands. For the neighbouring kingdom of Scotland, whose people are less numerous, there are nearly three thousand ministers, besides a thousand effective religious institutions, pouring a flood of gospel day over highland and island. recently, our one hundred and sixty islands, with their fifty thousand inhabitants, were scarcely heard of; their geography untaught, their very names unknown! The poor Celt, amidst the sequestered cabin, could know no religion-English and Latin alike were a Babel to him. Long continued has been his moral and spiritual destitution. It is no new calamity, no sudden advent of affairs, that millions in Ireland are ignorant of the great salvation. The harmonies and joys of our national harp have ceased for ages. The fingers which placed that harp upon the willows have long since become dust. Oh! who, if rightly affected, but mourns over the annals of his neglected ancestry! Patriotism and piety stand absorbed at the records of their ill-circumstanced lot. They silently dropped into eternity, amidst the secluded region of the mountain or the glen, or from some solitary islet of the west, where little else than the winds and waves from Labrador wailed over their departure; and where the life-inspiring accents were never heard'God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in him might not perish, but have everlasting life.' The music of nature is of the minor, i. e. of the plaintive key, and the lone zephyr may well sigh in most melancholy strain, as it sweeps over the sepulchres of millions, thus long since departed, who never in their own fond language (and they knew no other) heard the glad tidings of the one sacrifice, and the only Saviour. And what was, to a great extent is. The Psalmist could say, 'Rivers of waters run down my eyes, because men keep not thy law.' How enviable, how precious, such soul-relieving compassion. • Oh that my head were waters and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!

"These things assuredly are for a lamentation. WHAT SHALL BE DONE? is a question which demands the most prayerful attention."

The author then proceeds to observe that the ministers of Christ must have religion revived in their own souls;-that believers must pray more ;that unconverted sinners must begin to lay their condition to heart (which, however, we apprehend they will not do, until converted;) that believers need a large measure of union; and that there must be more zeal;-each of

which important considerations be enforces with much earnestness and variety of illustrations.

We should willingly transfer some further extracts from this pamphlet to our own pages; but must forbear. The pamphlet itself will probably be in the hands of most of our readers; and we would recommend it to those who have not as yet purchased it, as, in addition to the general excellence of its contents, the profits of its sale, if any, are to be devoted to the Hibernian Bible Society, and Religious Tract Societies for Ireland.

But before we take leave of the "Irish Harp on the Willows, we would suggest that the gloomy picture it presents may, in a measure, have arisen from too exclusive a view of the state of things in a single denomination; perhaps, the writer's own denomination, and, therefore, a state of things with which he was best acquainted, and which pressed most strongly upon his observation and feelings. And without entering into any controversy, or touching upon any painful reminiscences, we would simply ask, "Is there not a cause?" But we do not think that the low and feeble condition of one section of the Church of Christ in Ireland, is to be regarded as a fair criterion of the state of every other section. We much question whether pious Episcopalians in Ireland would admit that it gave a just view of the spiritual condition of congregations under their ministry: whether godly Presbyterian ministers in Belfast, and other parts of Ulster, would allow it to stand as a correct delineation of the state of things among the people committed to their charge; or whether our Wesleyan brethren, in any part of Ireland, would agree to the propriety of such a standard, if applied to the societies with which they are ecclesiastically connected. However painful it must be to a Christian mind, in taking an enlarged survey of the interests of the Church of Christ, to perceive any section of that Church, languishing or retrograding in its religious interests; and though such circumstances must be peculiarly distressing to the mind of one immediately connected with that section; they are not to be regarded without further evidence as an index and expositor of the circumstances of every section beside. Our limits are already reached, or we should add that, in stating the numerous increase of the Roman Catholics of Ireland, it should be remembered that it has been but in proportion to the rapid increase of the population at large; and that in estimating the progress of true religion in Ireland, it must be calculated by a comparison with Ireland's condition in former years of no very remote date, and not by a comparison with England's present condition. It is but fair that sabbath-schools and scholars, church members and congregations in Ireland should be reckoned in the proportion of one hundred to every thousand in more highly favoured England. Nor is it fair to select some of the larger and more flourishing congregations of London, Birmingham, and other large and populous towns, and ask what is there in Ireland like these, while numbers of small and struggling interests that are crowded together in the back ground of the picture are thrown into the shade and utterly overlooked in the comparison. But more of this, perhaps, at some future opportunity. Meantime, we heartily concur with those notes of the Irish harp that wail over past neglect, mistakes, and short comings; and that call for more prayer and piety, more zeal and union in reference to future movements. We lament that so many "clouds without rain" still overhang the land of our warm and affectionate sympathies, while we rejoice in the full assurance that they shall yet be scattered and melt away under the bright shining of the Sun of Righteousness. C.

This work may be had of Mr. J. SNOW, Paternoster-row: Mr. J. ROBERTSON, Dublin.

ESSAYS, EXTRACTS, AND CORRESPONDENCE.

A SALVE FOR EVERY SORE;

OR, TRACT FOR THE TIMES. "The cup that my Father has given me, shall I not drink it 1

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"Rise up, let us go; lo, he is at hand that doth betray me," was the language of our afflicted surety, as he went forth to meet his enemies: "While he yet spake," the traitor and his company appeared, Judas before the rest, came to him and said, "Hail, master,' and kissed him." He had braced up his mind to the work, had studied his part, and his almost mechanical determination comes into collision with the fearless and lofty energy of his Lord. Jesus replied, “Friend, wherefore art thou come?" "Judas, betrayest thou the Son of Man with a kiss ?" What a question! how firm! how calculated to cut the very heart of a Judas! Each word tells; so that we hardly know where the greatest stress was laid. "Judas" (it seemed to say), "I know you, once my own familiar friend,' betrayest thou! What, am I to be the victim of treachery like this? Betrayest thou? could no other guide, no other lips be found than thine to betray the Son of Man; you at least know my claims to Messiahship; if I am not the 'Son of Man' to others, yet, doubtless I am to thee? And with a kiss,' too, wearing the mask of affection to the very end." It would seem as if a pause had now ensued, and Jesus had gained time to step forward and say, " whom seek ye ?" "Jesus of Nazareth ?" is the reply. "I am he," said Jesus, again, when, a divine impulse overpowering them, "they went backward, and fell to the ground." As soon as they had recovered, he again told them that he was the person of whom they were in quest, and pleaded, or rather demanded (for he was evidently in a condition to make his own terms)," If ye seek me, let these then go their way." How beautiful the tenderness of Jesus; amid the hurry of the present scene, and the dark prospect of to-morrow, he remembers his friends, and stipulates for their freedom, as He surrenders his own. St. John evidently felt this kindness, for he subjoins a comment which, though it says little, implies a great deal, and gives a

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clue by which to discover his own reflections on that interesting occasion. His words are," that the saying of Jesus might be fulfilled which He spake, Of them which thou gavest me have I lost none." If the meaning I attach to these words is correct, perhaps their full force may have escaped some of my readers. I suppose St. John to hint-" Oh, if our beloved Lord had not interceded, the rough soldiery would have made us their prisoners, and who knows but their severity might have proved too much for our constancy? Peter, Thomas, James and I, were then young in the faith-our fidelity was tender, and could not bear exposure. We were little accustomed to bear a slight rebuke without flying back to him, whose ready reply was our ample shield. Had we been brought at that early period before the high priest, and the council, and Pilate, I cannot answer for the consequences; we might have foresworn our inestimable master, and never more returned to comfort and to Him. But He, our kind Lord, knew and considered our weakness. He proportioned our trial to it, not suffering the bruised reed to be trodden down, nor the little spark of our faith to be too roughly handled, nor his unconfirmed disciples to be tempted above that we were able to bear. He interceded with his foes in our behalf. Relentless as they were, this one request they granted. Secure of him, what cared they that each of us, like frighted doves returning to their windows,' went our way. We were permitted to escape severe trial, and the saying was accomplished, "of them that thou gavest me, I lost none.' Here then is comfort for humble but affectionate followers, they serve a compassionate master, intimately acquainted with our weaknesses and wants. Only let us take means to work out our salvation, and not lead ourselves into temptation, and He will feel for us, and consider for us, and proportion either our strength, to our day, or our day to our strength; either He will screen from temptation, or, amid temptation, stretch forth his right hand. to help and defend us." Let us go forward and fear not. While the soldiers were securing their prisoner, an inter

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esting incident occurred. One at least of his followers was discovered to wear "Lord," he exclaims, "shall we smite with the sword ?" and forthwith inflicted a severe wound on a servant of the high priest." How careful should the professed followers of Jesus be, to cultivate" that charity which hopeth all things," good, rather than put a malicious or hasty construction upon every appearance of evil." At this moment even our Master's character was open to misinterpretation. His prompt interference did indeed specdily quell the suspicion. He healed the wound, he rebuked the disciple, but, for the moment, the suspicion of his enemies might seem to have been confirmed. "We were right, then; his followers meditated force," might have passed through many a mind. Let us, then,

beware of rapidly "judging according to appearance; let us judge righteous judgment." Otherwise their is scarcely any limit to the misinterpretations into which we may fall. Having mildly reproved the undue zeal of St. Peter, Jesus then put him in possession of the key-" this cup that my Father has given me, shall I not drink it ?" It is meek submission to his Father's will that detains Him captive. He, at whose voice the band "went backward and fell to the ground," might have held them helpless there. The arm that was stretched out to heal might have been lifted to destroy. The prophet best described his demeanour when he foresaw the Saviour "led as a lamb to the slaughter," so resigned was He to his lot. Yet though resigned, He is not insensible. His generous mind could feel this unworthy degradation as keenly as his person could feel the unworthy stripes that followed. Once He gave utterance to his just indignation-" Are ye come out as against a thief with swords and with staves to take me?" Obviously He was at once alive to every indignity, and able to escape it, yet cheerfully submissive; and this was the sentiment which bore him patiently on to the very worst: "The cup that my Father has given me shall I not drink it?" And is not the reader, and is not the writer of these few meditations, in the same world in which Jesus suffered, and in which he is certain of griefs and trials, though to what amount he knows not? May he not have frequent need of such a senti

ment as nerved his Saviour to endurance? These questions admit of only one reply. Let us, then, take the course which St. Paul took, who deliberately came to a settled conviction that the sufferings of this present time (the bitterest cup our Heavenly Father ever mixes for the children of Adam) are not worthy to be compared with the glory that shall be revealed in those who endure it aright. Such a conviction, deeply settled in the mind, will be of incalculable value, both towards our perseverance and our comfort. Let us then count the cost, soberly and steadily, before trial or affliction comes, that it may find us prepared to "drink the cup which a father mixes." When we come to the task of comparing the present suffering and the future glory, we are struck with the fact that our afflictions seem near, the glory distant: we see, we feel, we taste the one; the latter" only by report is known." In this single point of view, afflictions ap pear to have the preponderance. Yet, let me even here suggest a doubt. Who tell us that afflictions is so near; the glory is so distant? We fear afflictions for to-morrow: be it so; but before tomorrow comes we may "rest from our la bours." But granting that affliction is the nearer of the two (as to our Lord it unquestionably was), yet in all other respects the afflictions and rewards of a Christian will scarcely admit of comparison. Try to compare their design. I own that our Lord's sufferings were expiatory, but our sufferings are not properly the due punishment of sin. In hell God will reward men according to their de serts; but, on earth, affliction is rather purifying than vindictive-designed to chasten, to try, and to purify-to work for our good. It never reaches the full desert of sin. On the contrary, the Christian's heavenly reward will be real; it will be designed to show to the full how "blessed is the man whom the Lord" delighteth to honour." We do indignity, therefore, to heaven, if our view of its transcendant delights do not lead us to say of the bitterest cup," the cup that my Father has given me, shall I not drink it ?" But let us add to this, that the bitterest cup is but for a while, but the bliss eternal. From the sound of all that now distresses, the reach of all that now annoys, we must ere long remove. Well, then, may we

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