Religion in Earnest: A Memorial of Mrs. Mary Lyth, of YorkLyth, J. (John)
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Religion in Earnest: A Memorial of Mrs. Mary Lyth, of York
Lyth, J. (John)
Lyth, Mary, 1782-1860
"1825.--My daughter being out to tea, I called to take her to chapel;
but the solicitations of her friends had induced her to relinquish her
intention: so I left her. But my mind was much pained; the case of Eli
forcibly impressed my mind. I think I too easily yielded to what
my better judgment condemned. I need the forbearance of my heavenly
Father, and wisdom to direct my children aright. I see great danger
in mixing with the world, and the company of outward professors is
equally perilous.--While Mr. Stoner was describing the character of
those, who have received Christ, my soul responded to the truth: I
felt the reality of the change in my own heart. The evidence of the
sanctifying grace of God has of late been more distinct; yet never
have I been more deeply convinced of my own nothingness, nor of the
exceeding riches of the divine grace.--This eventful month (February)
is this year ushered in by answers to prayer. Having a cold, and being
dull of hearing, I entreated the Lord, if he had called me to meet
his people, to give me power to hear. He graciously condescended to my
request and blessed me among them. Four new converts stepped in. O for
wisdom to instruct them.--I had a very pleasant visit at Miss C.'s.
Mr. Stoner, Sammy Hick, and two or three female friends were there. We
got to know one another's hearts upon our knees, and the Lord lent an
attentive ear.--My body is feeble, but my soul pants after God. I
want totally to abandon self, that Christ may be all in all. He is the
chief object of my affection, but I want to lay firmer hold upon His
omnipotent strength. It is faith that brings the power to exhibit the
graces of the Spirit, and to act acceptably in the sight of God."
CHRISTIAN FRIENDSHIP.
Friendship hails the rising joy,
And shares the falling tear;
Breathes the sympathetic sigh,
And swells the common prayer.
How it soothes the troubled breast!
This charity divine
Breathes the balm of heavenly rest.
--May such a friend be mine.
"After my morning duties are discharged, I intend to devote the
Thursday of every week to the Lord, so long as health and opportunity
are afforded me; especially in visiting the members of my class,
ministering to the sick, and attending the school. I went out feeling
that I was the engaged servant of the Lard, and he has graciously
blessed my endeavours. One whom I visited is earnestly seeking the
Lord; and another, who has long been indebted to my husband, gave me a
sovereign towards the amount-unsought, unasked, and unexpected!"
Father of all, and God of grace,
Whose ever watchful eye
Surveys the depth and breadth of space;
Yet sees the sparrow fly:
Behold my heart--it pants for Thee;
The temple for Thyself prepare;
There let Thy throne established be,
Thy name engraven there.
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