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in my heart. I left the house rejoicing in Christ my Saviour. I then drove my horse to the Providence depot. I cannot tell you the joy I felt. I was full of love to God. I thought the hogsheads of molasses were so light that I could take them under my arm, and that I could step the whole length of my truck; I never felt such joy and peace before. Thus God blessed me, and I now rejoice in Him with all
THE GRACE OF GOD CAN SAVE THE DRUNKARD. A man about forty years old was
seen in the inquiry meeting, one morning, soon after the services in the chapel were over, with a mournful countenance, deeply anxious for himself. An invitation was extended to all in the room who would there give their hearts to the Saviour to take a seat on one of the front settees. Several came forward ; but this man, though under powerful convictions, as might be seen from his countenance, hesitated. The brother having charge of the meeting fixed his eye upon him, and urged him to accept of salvation, and to take one step in that direction by coming forward. Still he seemed to lack courage.
Then these words were sung :
“I'll go and tell Him all I've done,
Fall down before His face-
I'll seek a servant's place." All present sympathised deeply with this man. Finally, he arose in his seat and gave vent to his feelings in this wise: “I have been for the last twenty years a drunkard. Time and again I have been picked up in the streets beastly drunk, and carried home to my family. My poor wife and
children have suffered terribly by my conduct. Recently my little daughter got up on my knee, when I was somewhat myself, and looked me in the face and eye, with a tear starting in hers, and said, *O father, why won't you leave off drinking? Do, father; it makes mother feel so bad, and we all suffer so much on your account ! I wish you would, father.'
“ That look and that tear,” said he, “ broke my poor heart, and I cried like a child at my own wretched condition, and the condition of my family -all the result of my own wicked life. I promised then that, by the grace of God, I would reform. I wish you would all pray for me; I need help."
He then came and knelt down with others, and prayer was offered, -effectual prayer, we believe, — and this man, noble by nature, was brought from darkness into life. He soon left the room with a cheerful countenance, resolved to devote his life to Christ. This man was for some time after a constant attendant at the meetings, and frequently spoke. He said there was no place so dear to him as the Old South Chapel. It was there God rolled off the burden of sin from his soul. after, he rose up at a meeting and spoke of the happiness he enjoyed then in his little family. “We pray and sing together," said he, "and harmony, peace, and love, pervade our dwelling."
Do PRAY WITH ME, FATHER.—The following was related at the meeting. A young sailor stood up and said that he was a great sinner against God and against his mother; for he had stolen fifty dollars from her, and had run away from home and been to sea.
“Pray for me,” said he. Prayer was
About a year
I told my
up to God for him. He gave his heart to God before the meeting closed. His countenance was lighted up with joy. “I went into the country to see my brother,” said the man who related the fact. “He was sick on the bed. mother about the young sailor that stood up and said, Pray for me. My brother heard it as he lay on the bed, and it led him to inquire what he must do to be saved. He asked his mother to pray with him, and she did. He asked his sister to pray with him, and she did. He then asked his father to pray with him; but he could not, for he had never prayed for himself. 'Do pray with me, father; do pray with me, father!'-'I cannot, my son.' My brother died very happy, looking up with
. å smile, and saying, 'I have found the Saviour.' His father is in great distress about his soul, the words of his son still sounding in his ears, 'Do pray for me, father; do pray for me, father!'"
A SISTER'S PRAYERS.—His father was a wealthy man, and a devoted Christian. This young man was very wicked, a Sabbath-breaker, gambler, and everything that was bad. He boarded in my family; I think I never knew so wicked a man. He left his father's house, went to sea, was gone some timereturned, then went on the Mississippi River, gambling on board the boats. Then he came back to New York, and went to the Five Points. There his friends found him, took him away—and he was shut up for some months. He was invited to go to a prayer-meeting, and went. His mind was much troubled about his soul's salvation, and he finally gave his heart to the Saviour. He is now a happy man, and says,
“I never should have been saved if it had not been for my sister; for she prayed for me night and day, with one arm on the Saviour of the world, and the other on me.”
PRAYER AND THE CARD-TABLE.-A young man in the State of Maine, having given himself to the Lord, and found peace in believing, was determined, as he said, to stand up for Jesus. He soon went West. Sailing down the Mississippi River in the steamboat, one night as he was about to go to bed, he found a table in front of his berth, and round it were twelve men playing cards, cursing and swearing. " What shall I do?” said he to himself. “I will go to the captain and make a complaint." He went as far as the gangway, and he thought to himself, “I will not go, but will go back and do my duty, and offer up my evening prayer to God." He went back, and knelt down at first to pray to himself: but soon there was a burden resting upon him, and he began to cry aloud to God to have mercy upon those about hiin. How long he prayed he did not know, but when he had done, the men were all gone. He went to bed.
A short time after this, he was walking in one of the streets in Cincinnati, when two men crossed and came up to him, and took him by the hand, and said, “Do you not know us ?”—“No," he said, “I do not.”—“Do you not remember praying when we were playing cards on board the steamboat ?”— “Yes, I do. -“Well, that prayer was the means of our conversion to God.” They afterwards said that five more of that twelve who sat round that table were rejoicing in hope of eternal life through the Lord Jesus Christ. Ob, what power there is in prayer!
A YOUNG CONVERT'S FIRST PRAYER.-A young woman in L. gave her heart to Jesus, and found peace in believing in the Saviour. She went home at night, and found in her room six young ladies. They said to her, “Well, you have become a Christian, have you ?”—She said, “I hope I love the Lord.” · Well, I
suppose you love to pray." This was said with a sneer. She replied, “I hope I love
pray to my Saviour.”—“Will you pray with us?” This was a trying moment with her, for she had never heard her voice in prayer, nor prayed with any one. She thought a moment, and said, “I will pray with
you want me to.” She knelt down and prayed for them. The next day was Christmas day, and she met them again, but under very different circumstances. They were all under deep convictions of sin, and said, “ Will you pray for us ?”—She said, “I will.” All knelt down, and she prayed with all her heart. They cried and prayed for themselves, and soon found peace in believing, and in six weeks from that day, they all united with the Church of God.
Thus God heard her first prayer, and blessed her in the conversion of six of her friends.
WHILE HE WAS PRAYING THE BLESSING CAME.A young man in the city of New York had a father and mother living in this State. His mother was a devoted Christian, but his father was not. He felt great anxiety about the salvation of his father, and began to pray for him, that he might become a Christian. At last he said, I will go and see him. He took the steamboat from New York, and immediately began to pray for him, that he might give his heart to God. He went to his state-room at night,