with my weakness and infirmities, are all passing away, and will soon come to an end; and now is the day coming on, which shall introduce me into a glorious world, and a blissful eternity. It is my Lord's appointment, and therefore must be well. He has loved me with an everlasting love, for the purpose of drawing me, and at this very period of time, to himself and to his glory. All is well, because he has done it. I am, and I desire to be, perfectly satisfied. My flesh shall rest in hope; and my soul shall soar above all corruption and sorrow. O! blessed be my God, and my Father, for bringing me to this issue! To him be ascribed all glory, through my dear and gracious Redeemer!"

It is also worthy of notice, that two months only previous to his departure he writes with unfeigned humility:

"Mine age and my disorder put me continually in mind that I have no long continuance here. How shall 1 face death, usually styled the king of terrors? How shall I appear in the presence of God? have surely no other foundation of hope but in the atoning blood and perfect righteousness of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour. I have no help but in the Spirit of Truth, by whom I have access to this grace wherein I stand. I have no plea but this one, which the Lord will not reject, God be merciful to me a sinner!

"What is it to die! I know not how my present disorder may terminate; but God, my heavenly Father, knows I desire to be all submission to his holy will, wisdom, and truth, which is engaged to make every thing work together for my good. It is however a serious thing to die-a very serious thing to lie in the grave, and to be crumbled into forsaken and unknown dust. It is a serious thing to fly in spirit into regions we know not where, and to become all mind dissolved from matter. There is but one stay or hope, and it will be well tried; but one anchor to the soul, which is sure and stedfast, which is the promise of God's word respecting Jesus Christ, and his finished salvation. The Spirit of Grace also must apply this, and keep it in force, or the soul will sink in gloom or be swallowed up in despair. Lord, my God, be with me in my departing hours; make all my bed in my sickness; sustain my drooping spirit; and when my flesh and heart fail, be thou the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever! Amen!"

Nor must we omit to introduce his observations two days only previous to the attack of that disorder whose ravages consigned him to the tomb. They are the thoughts of a serious rational being, conscious that he was approaching the confines of an eternal world. He therefore justly remarks:

"I know not when, where, or by what disease I

shall die. This I leave, with entire submission, to the will and disposal of my heavenly Father, who hath engaged himself to do the best for me; who hath promised to make all my bed in my sickness, and who hath conquered death for me, through my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. It is, however, no slight affair to be dissolved from the body, and for the spirit to fly to an unknown world. It requires no ordinary degree of faith and patience to meet it well, and as becomes a Christian. May I never presume upon my own strength, wisdom, or righteousness, but depart hence as he hath enabled me to live, upon the mercy, help, and righteousness of my Lord and Saviour, who hath engaged himself to me by a thousand ties, not one of which, I trust, shall ever be broken. Lord, help me to believe, and help thou my natural unbelief! Stand by, and support me, by thy Holy Spirit, in my dying hour. Let not Satan prevail over the weakness of my mortal frame, but strengthen me with special might by thy Spirit, in the inner man; that while the outward man verges to decay, I may meet what is terrible to nature with holy calmness, and with such composure of soul as may glorify thee, and encourage my Christian friends to rejoice in thy goodness towards me, and to be encouraged for themselves! O! let me depart in peace; for mine eyes have seen, and my soul hath tasted, thy precious salvation! Be with, and uphold me, and then all shall be well, and I shall have nothing to do or say,

but blessed be God, who giveth me the victory, through our Lord Jesus Christ! Amen! Hallelu-JAH, for evermore! Amen! I write this with a trembling hand; but blessed be God, with an undismayed heart, through the love of Christ vouchsafed to me. Blessing, glory, honour, power, to HIM that sitteth upon the throne, and to the Lamb for ever and ever! Amen! Hallelu-JAH!-July 14th, 1812."

In the Preface to the Secret Thoughts, which it will be recollected was a posthumous publication, it is mentioned that he suffered two attacks of a paralytic disorder, which though marked on its primary appearance by the most favourable appearance proved fatal in its subsequent recurrence. And it is then added-" The circumstances which attended the latter part of the Author's illness were such as precluded his friends the mournful gratification of conversing with him, but his patient resignation under suffering, and his undisturbed serenity in the contemplation of his approaching departure, afforded at once an evidence of his feelings and a consolation to their own." Dying at Worthing, he was interred in the church-yard of Broadwater, which is the parish in which this celebrated wateringplace stands. The following lines constitute the inscription which his sorrowing relatives have placed on his tomb.

H. S. E. O. Q. M. F.

AMBROSII SERLE,

Lector,

Animam cognoscere si vis,

Ad cœlum, per fidem in Christo,
Surge ac Sequere.

Natus est 30°. die Augusti, 1742:

Denatus 1mo. die Augusti, 1812.

It now remains that something should be said respecting the nature and tendency of the following work. Little indeed need be advanced concerning a production which has been so great a favourite with the religious world. It is too well known to require any elaborate description. Its sentiments accord with the articles of the church of England, and its spirit is in unison with the New Testament.

Love of the Brethren is at once the glory and badge of the religion of Christ. PEACE he bequeathed to his beloved disciples as his last and best legacy. And the Apostle assures us, that there Now abideth Faith, Hope, and Charity, but the greatest of these is CHA

RITY.

"O thou love of the brethren," exclaims the author in the following work, "whither art thou fled? We profess to believe in the communion of saints; but where are the saints, who have this communion? We talk of the unity of God's church with respect to its members: but where are those members who live in