“Easter eve. To-morrow the Lord’s Supper is to be administered. Alas, my soul, how many sacred opportunities of this kind have been little better than profaned. Long did I attend the Lord’s Table in my own self-confident spirit, and the same day saw me break the vows I had solemnly made. When this self-confidence was in some measure discovered, the ordinance became more profitable indeed, but the contrary spirit grew upon me; and for some time, I fear, the consecrated elements have been too little considered. Lord! never let me fancy the means any other than the channels of thy grace; but O, enable me to discern the Lord’s body at his Table, and ‘with meek heart and due reverence,’ feed upon Him by faith! My illness, I fear, does not leave me; at least, weakness grows upon me. I seem anxious to live.... I would live to glorify God, too, though he needs not my wretched poor services. I would have my will swallowed up in His. O [Lord] grant me grace to this end, then come life or death, all will be well. “Easter-day morning, 2nd April. Both in public worship, and afterwards, I trust the Lord was present to heal us: the people were very attentive. I remembered my native land, with sweet recollection, the tabernacle of God, and the communion of saints. For my companions’ and brethren’s sakes will I seek thy good, O Britain, the Zion of the earth! O may these impressions of love and grace remain upon my soul! Enough I see, even in this day’s services, though unusually joyous, to render precious Him who bears the iniquities of his people’s holy things.” In the beginning of the following month, however, a letter to the Rev. David Brown contains the intelligence that it had pleased God to recover Mr. Corrie from his illness:-- “Chunar, May 11, 1809.