Religion in Earnest: A Memorial of Mrs. Mary Lyth, of YorkLyth, J. (John)
Religion
Religion in Earnest: A Memorial of Mrs. Mary Lyth, of York
Lyth, J. (John)
Lyth, Mary, 1782-1860
which she offered to lend him. He just turned over a few of the
leaves, and not finding it to his taste, returned it, saying, she
might take it back. Nothing disheartened, she talked with him about
his mother, and her anxiety for his salvation; until at length she
prevailed upon him, though not without a degree of reluctance, to
allow her to pray with him. In a few days he was taken so much worse,
that he was obliged to return home; and with the view of obtaining
another interview, she wrote a letter, which she took to him, with
the request that he would kindly forward it, as soon as he arrived in
York. This he courteously engaged to do. On parting she said, "Well,
sir, as you are going to return, I must say farewell; perhaps we shall
never see each other again." "What," he replied, "do you think I am
going to die?" "No sir," she returned, "but neither you nor I seem
likely to live very long." The nail was fastened in a sure place.
Immediately on her return to York he sent for her, saying to his
mother, "You know whom I want; she must come every day." The account
of the visit is given in her own words. "I called upon Mr. ----; and
am thankful to find a blessed change in his spirit. I read to him the
eighth chapter of Romans. He cried aloud, and requested me to pray
with him, which I did; then his mother, then I, then a stranger.
Truly it was a blessed time; such as they professed never to have
experienced before. My soul felt the divine influence." These visits
were continued, until, in a few weeks, he exchanged mortality for
life. The last notice of him is, "I saw Mr.----, whom I found in a
blessed state of mind. As his outward strength decays, his inward man
is renewed day by day; his hope blooms with immortality. When I was
coming away, and bidding him farewell, in hope of meeting him again
in heaven, he replied, 'I have not a doubt of it.' I entertained the
hope of seeing him again on earth, but on Saturday night he died: so I
must now urge my way to meet him at the right-hand of God."
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