The Hymn.

COME on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your sorrows feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears To that celestial hill.

Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heavenly place, The Saints' secure abode ;

On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God.

Who suffer with our Master here,
We shall before his face appear,
And by his side sit down;
To patient faith the prize is sure;
And all that to the end endure

The cross, shall wear the crown.

Thrice blessed bliss-inspiring hope! It lifts the fainting spirits up,

And brings to life the dead;

Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last, Triumphant with our Head.

The Scripture.

DID not our heart burn within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the Scripture?

A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.
Hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death?

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

We glory in tribulations; knowing that tribulation worketh patience, and patience experience, and experience hope; and hope maketh not ashamed, because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost.

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory.

CHAPTER IX.

WHAT our good Lord does for me! night and day
I find him with me, and he shows me still
Fresh wonders! What a thing is Jesus' love!
Soft is my heart as infant's flesh; yet able
Like adamant or steel, to stand the shock
Of death and hell, and cut its way thro' all.
There's something in me, moment after moment,
Spreading and rising like a tree of life:

I follow it, I scarce feel the ground I tread on-
I'm wholly Christ's!

THE summer and autumn of 1826 passed away; many had seen Isabella, and many had listened to the words which fell as the dew of heaven from her lips, for which they must answer at the judgment seat of Christ. I my. self feel, that to have seen so much in her, and to have heard so much from her, of the glory and love of the Lord, imposes a responsibility from which time cannot set me free; but which, in so far as it has led me to lay this record before you, this faithful record, I am desirous to bless God.

The stormy weather of the winter season prevented me from visiting her frequently, but I was thus able perhaps, progress in when I did see her, more easily to mark her

the life of God.

During the intervals of personal communion, I had, either from her sister or directly from herself, intelligence of her health and feelings. To show you how this intelligence was often conveyed, I insert the following note from Mary: