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that they may prevail; they endure to the end, and are faved.

The other, on the right, represents one who is indifferent about falvation, who indulges in fin and folly, and who even ridicules others who are ftriving to serve God. He endeavours to drown his confcience by drinking larger draughts of sin, and by plunging deeper into crime; till, carried onward by the ruling powers of evil, he approaches the horrible gulf, into which he falls, and is loft for ever.

Dead fish may frequently be seen floating down with the tide. The live fifh alone ftem the torrent, and fwim against the ftream. So those dead in trefpaffes and in fins, follow the course of this world; they are borne unrefiftingly down the fatal stream. But those who are alive fpiritually, those whom God hath quickened, oppofe the torrent, make headway against it, and, by divine affiftance, work out their own falvation, full, and for ever.

The patriarch Noah had, in his day, to fwim against the stream. The floodgates of fin were opened; the turgid waters rolled down with fearful violence; truth and juftice were well nigh swept from the face of the earth. Manfully did he refift the defcending torrent. Like a rock, he remained immoveable, and opposed the overflowings of ungodliness. He was preserved.

God himself bore teftimony to his righteoufnefs. He was crowned with Divine approbation, and permitted to fee the Bow of Promife.


the fame time, the multitude, neglecting to ftem the tide, were borne away by the waves thereof "down to the gulf of black despair."

When wildly on rolls fin's broad tide,

To caverns of despair,

May I be found on virtue's fide,
And meet it without fear.


"Let not the water-flood overflow me, neither let the deep fwallow me up."-Ps. lxix. 15. "He fent from above, he took me, he drew me out of many waters."-Ps. xviii. 16.


The pleasures of a fummer's day prevail,
And tempt the youth to hoift the flowing fail :
The river, placid, rolls its waves along,
He glides exulting, like the notes of fong;
But foon a cloud, dark, brooding, mounts on high,
A tempeft threatens, foon it fills the sky,
He ftrikes his fail, and plies the lab'ring oar,
If haply he may reach the wifhed-for fhore:
Now booming thunders fhake the folid ground,
And angry lightnings fitful flame around :
The rains, defcending, now begin to lave,
The winds come dancing o'er the rippling wave,
The ftream ftill bears him from the diftant fhore,
Appalled he hears the cataract's dreadful roar,-
To stay on board is death-he leaps. The wave
Still bears him onward to the yawning grave.

Juft as he reaches the terrific brink,
O'er which, if plunged, he must for ever sink,
The king from his fair palace haftens down-
A king who wears far more than regal crown-
He faw his plight, nor feared the thunders' roar,
He threw the ROPE AND DREW him fafe on shore.


A YOUNG man, tempted by the delightful ftillnefs of a fummer's day, launches his little boat, and spreads his fail. The light winds fpring up, and bear him fome diftance from the land; but he regards it not. The fcenery is lovely; the banks of the river are clad in the beautiful robes of the season: all confpire to make him enjoy his fail. But his pleasure is fhort-lived; a ftorm arifes he ftrikes fail, and attempts to make the fhore by rowing, but he cannot fucceed. The eddying winds keep him in the middle of the ftream; he drifts down to the place where there is a tremendous cataract; he hears the dreadful roaring thereof; his heart finks within him. What shall he do? To stay in the boat is death; he cannot swim if he leaps out, yet he thinks it is the best course. He jumps overboard; ftill he continues to drift toward the awful gulf. juft as he is going over, one comes to the rescue. The king, who had been watching him from his palace on the hill, haftens through the pelting ftorm down to the river-fide, and throwing him a rope, draws him fafe to land.


This emblem fets forth the glorious doctrine of Salvation by Faith. The drowning man represents the finner in his fins. The fearful

tempeft, the anguifh of his foul, occafioned by the terrors of God's violated Law. The forfaken boat, his felf-righteousness. The King who flies to his help, the Lord Jefus Chrift. Laying hold of the rope, Faith. His arrival on fhore, Salvation. And as the individual rescued would most affuredly afcribe the merit of his deliverance to the prince upon the bank, and by no means to himself for feizing the rope, fo every finner faved by Faith will, defpifing felf, give the glory of his falvation to Chrift. As the rope connected the man dying in the waters with the man living on the land, fo Faith unites the finner to Chrift. The power or ability to believe is the gift of God, but man is responsible for the use of the power. He must lay hold of the rope. God does not

repent for man, neither does He believe for him, yet man has nothing whereof to glory. By grace he is faved through Faith, and that not of himself. God worketh in him both to will and

to do.

"With pitying eyes the Prince of Peace
Beheld our helpless grief;

He saw, and oh, amazing love!

He ran to our relief.

"Down from the fhining feats above,
With joyful hafte he fled,
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

"Oh, for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting filence break,

And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.

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