never enjoyed, even by the favorites of heaven while in a light, careless, carnal frame of soul; no—the promise runs thus, “To this man will I look, (and surely it was a look of love which I experienced) and with him will I dwell, who is poor and of a contrite heart, and that trembles at my word.” Knowing you can rejoice in my prosperity, having mourned in my adversity, I write thus freely.—Do as you please with the letter; if it is of any consolation to your spiritual acquaintances, let them read it likewise, but let them remember, I do not send it to gain applause, but that they may glorify God on my behalf. And as to many others, I am very sorry I ever had their good opinion at all. I must just remark, that such blessed sensations as I have here described, is not believing, but rather the end of our faith, the present salvation of the soul. It is a manifestation of pardoning mercy, as an evidence of full and free justification in Christ—this is, in the best of senses, obtaining mercy; as such, I shall make bold to change my subscription from J. C. to the name the Lord has given to elect Gentiles, in the second chapter of Hosea.—Wishing you a clean hand, a warm heart, and a holy life, I remain, your’s in him, _Ruhamah_. LETTER II. _Achor’s Vale_, _April_ 7, 1818. Mrs. H—L, Sen. MY DEAR FRIEND, I HAVE been much grieved to hear of your deep afflictions of body. I wish it lay in my power to visit you, to read, pray, and converse with you. We have spent some pleasant hours together in speaking of _him_ who loved us better than _he_ loved himself; who did not grudge to give _his_ very life for us; and I really believe, if it was needful, _he_ would do it again, and not only so, but I believe _he_ would have done all _he_ did, if it was only for the salvation of one individual of _his_ people. Alas, my dear Mother; what do we know of _his_ love, the love of a God? All the knowledge the brightest saint upon earth has of that subject is a mere nothing to the subject itself. I want clearer apprehensions of it. I want to feel its warming power. I want to see its divine excellency. I want to rejoice in the God of love; he has dealt well with me since I have been in this place. I trust _he_ has both pardoned and subdued _that_ in me which was contrary to _his_ holy will. But I want this blessing carried on in every hour’s experience. May the ever-blessed Spirit give us to believe in the love which God has for us, and enable us to give credit to this most precious truth for ourselves, “I have blotted out as a thick cloud thy sins.”