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
"I want to improve all my moments for God, but, on reviewing the past,
I find I need everywhere the blood of sprinkling. I am Thine, save me.
I feel Christ is precious _now_. He has my whole heart, yet I want an
increase of every grace, especially of patience, and meekness.--I feel
my own poverty is great; be it so, let me only receive more largely
out of Thy fulness. Humble, O humble me to the dust, but let Thy image
shine in me. While I write I am awed by the presence of Deity. Oh let
it continually surround me. Jonathan Saville met my dear little flock;
I felt my own littleness, while he spoke to us.--I accompanied my
husband to Barnbow, to invite Mr. Dawson to come and preach Dr.
McAllum's funeral sermon; which he consented to do. To me it was a
day of rich enjoyment, for my soul was happy in God. I recognized
His presence in the heavens above, and the earth beneath; indeed
everything spoke of Him. I took tea with Mrs. R----n, who desired me
to pay a little attention to the moral and religious character of her
son, resident for a time in York. O what a responsibility! I write
it here that I may remember.--Mrs. R----n has come to stay a few days
with us. On Tuesday, we breakfasted with a few praying friends at Mrs.
F.'s. While pleading with God a blessed influence rested upon all.
I felt as if let into God. What will it be when prayer is turned to
praise? To-day we had another baptism at Miss C.'s. The same friends
were present. Surely Christian friendship is one soul in many bodies;
who can express the unity?--'Jesus is bringing lost sinners to God;'
Glory be to God! I feel it my duty to pay more attention to my boys;
praying for them is not enough. I must warn, and daily inculcate their
duty and privilege. Lord help me.--I visited Mrs. F., and found it
profitable to converse with an aged saint; we were comforted together.
She said the Lord had sent me. It is true I prayed for direction,
and the promise is, if we acknowledge Him, He will direct our steps.
Evermore guide me.--Mr. Mortimer and his brother breakfasted with us.
While at family-prayer the latter, who had backslidden, began to cry
aloud for mercy; the Lord speedily came to his deliverence, and prayer
was turned to praise.--I went to the Sabbath School tea-meeting; but
doubted whether I was in my proper place. However, I resolved to send
William and John to the School, simply with the hope that their minds
might be impressed with divine truth.--Thursday. A day devoted to
works of mercy, both to the bodies and souls of men; in which I
prayed to be saved from self, and directed aright; but how feeble and
imperfect my efforts! I feel myself a poor nothing.--While visiting
Mr. S., who is in a dying state, I was much encouraged. He has
long been a hearer, but neglected to embrace salvation. While I was
pleading for him, he exclaimed, 'I believe, I believe.' I saw him
again the next day, and on asking him if he felt Christ precious, he
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