The peace of God, which passeth all understanding, filled and satiated every power of my soul; while on earth, nor perhaps in heaven, shall I ever forget that season of holy exultation. ‘Wherefore to Him my feet shall run, My eyes on His perfections gaze; My soul shall live for God alone, And all within me shout His praise.’ A few weeks after this memorable occasion, I had another visitation of Divine mercy. This was in my own house, and just at midnight. I had indulged in wakeful meditations on the goodness of God, when my faith became gloriously strong. I beheld the Saviour, high on His mediatorial throne, dispensing the gifts of His grace to fallen and repentant man. I felt a powerful application of His merits to my heart; was filled with an eager desire to be dissolved, and be with Christ; and have reason to be thankful that the healing influence of this manifestation, though not always equally present, remains to the present day. I love the Lord, because He hath heard the voice of my supplication. Let my right hand forget her cunning, and my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I prefer not Jerusalem to my chief joy. Conceiving it to be my duty to recommend religion to others, I invited several of my friends and neighbours to hear the Word preached: of the effects produced upon them I am not perhaps competent to judge. Some professed 255to differ with me in judgment. Others, with the indifference of Gallio, put off my importunities to a more convenient season. By a few my weakness was pitied; nor was I altogether exempt from contempt and derision. But none of these things move me. ‘All hail, reproach! and welcome, shame!’ Only bring me to heaven at last, and I will make no complaint, though straight and thorny be the road. Instances, I think, remain in which my well-intended, though humble efforts were not useless. May the bread cast upon the waters be found after many days! Anxious to do something more for the benefit of others, I have been engaged for several years as a Visitor in the Stranger’s Friend Society, and a missionary collector; and I trust that He, in Whose hands are the hearts of all men, will favour me with His cheering aid in running the errands of His love.