Page:Memorials of Capt. Hedley Vicars, Ninety-seventh Regiment by Marsh, Catherine, 1818-1912.djvu/196

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THE DAY-STAR RISES.

they were chiefly indebted for them, and doubt not you will have the prayers of many grateful hearts offered up for you. I shall write to dearest Mary and Georgie by the next mail, to thank them for their share in the gifts. All my company are now, thanks to your kindness, well supplied with everything requisite to keep out the cold, and as the long boots for the troops have at last been issued, we are in want of nothing. How nice! the work of the villagers for the Terling soldiers. Many thanks for the books you sent me. We were much in want of sermons for our Sunday tent services. I have already read several pages of Mr. Walker's memoir, and like it exceedingly. Oh! that I had like him more of the 'mind that was, in Christ Jesus.' That the motive of my every action were love to Jesus, and a desire to promote His glory and hasten His kingdom! I want to forget self and ever to bear in mmd that I have been bought with a price, that I should glorify God in my body and spirit, which are His. I want to have more zeal and energy in the Redeemer's cause, and greater love for the souls he died to save; and whilst thus laboring in the vineyard of the Lord, I want to have a stronger and more realizing faith in the blood of the Cross; 'to be clothed with humility,' that I may never rest upon anything I can do, but ever as a lost and miserable sinner, look to Jesus alone for salvation. May He be 'formed in us' the only 'hope of glory.' May he continually dwell in our hearts, and 'fill us with joy and peace in believing.'

"I have seen my old friend Cay, of the Coldstream Guards, several times, and have enjoyed a delightful Christian converse with him. I gave him several of dearest ——'s cards of prayer, and when I went on Sunday to the Guards' Hospital, I observed one fastened to each bed. It made me glad to see weary and dying eyes resting on the words, 'O God, wash me from all my sins in my Saviour's blood and I