speaks in the sweet language of the text--"ye see me; and because I live, ye shall live also." Such indeed was our dear departed friend--spiritually quickened and made alive to God, she possessed those immortal principles which supported her through the changing scenes of her pilgrimage--cheered her heart at times--subdued her fears--brought her mind to God--endeared the Saviour--bowed her will to the Lord's will--and caused her to long to be dissolved, and to be with Christ: to grace, and grace alone, she attributed all her salvation from first to last; her soul hated every system that was calculated to exalt the creature in any sense whatever. Convinced deeply of the depravity of the human heart, she was often led to self-abasement, self-loathing, and self-condemnation, taught out of God's law--she felt her need of a surety, a mediator, a law fulfiller, a better righteousness than her own; she saw the way of forgiveness by the great atoning sacrifice of Christ; and was taught to believe, to receive Christ with his whole finished salvation; she loved to hear him extolled; his very name was precious to her; his word was dear to her; she loved his people who stood manifest to her conscience, that they were taught of God; she highly esteemed those ministers, whom she considered faithful to God, to truth, and to souls; she prized the ordinances, because they were of divine appointment, and because the Lord had often met her in them. Her poor mind was often discouraged by heavy trials, within and without; her path, in many instances, was rough; she was often in many waters; the floods at times lifted up their waves; but here she learned the vanity of all things below the stars, the emptiness of the creature, her own weakness, unbelief, and rebellion, these were matters of humility to her; but in this _right_ though _rough_ way, she also learnt the faithfulness, power, wisdom, and goodness of God--the value of a throne of grace to carry her burden to, and empty her ashes at the foot of the altar. Her mind was seldom long from the general infirmity of the Lord's people, I mean the fear of death; she often gloomily anticipated the last act, the struggle of body and soul at parting her weak nerves, lowness, and dejection. Satan also, taking the advantage, was frequently the cause of great distress in the prospect; yet her dear Lord, in due time, delivered her from these fears; and that same grace which made her willing to be saved in God's way, made her also willing, yea, desirous of departing, to be with Christ. How true is the language of our poet, "Who can take Death's portrait true?--Fear shakes the Pencil--Fancy loves excess--Dark ignorance is lavish of Her shades--and these the formidable picture draws: Man forms a death that nature never made; Then on the point of his own fancy falls, And feels a thousand deaths, in fearing one."