Jesus. But O how dangerous to delay until death stares us in the face!--Went to Haxby, and found only one to meet me there: but the Lord met _her_, which was better than numbers without Him. O God, keep this precious soul--this _asked-for_ token of Thy love. While sitting under the word, the Lord made it as a broad river to my soul. 'Blessed are the pure in heart,' was the subject. Tears of love and gratitude rolled down my cheeks, and love filled my heart; for I felt myself a partaker of this great salvation." Thus may I ever live, And feel the power divine; Taught by Thy Spirit to believe This full salvation mine. "With a painful headache I walked to York; but the satisfaction of mind I felt in keeping the path of duty, amply repaid me. I think a general blessing was experienced.--While pleading with God, these words were applied, 'I am Thy salvation.' I felt confidence, but not all I want. I seem only on the edge of living; I want to be 'plunged in the Godhead's deepest sea.'--Six months since my dear mother departed! She is daily the subject of my thoughts, and her memory becomes increasingly dear to me. Well, it is but a short separation--a thin partition; my earthly tabernacle feels the force of time--it crumbles and decays; but by faith I look for a more durable habitation, where I shall meet those who are gone before." Time rolls away--yet fresh the scene appears When my dear mother left this vale of tears; Then, sorrow stamped its seal upon my heart; Nature recoiled--but grace relieved the smart.