Saviour. I should like to hear you exclaim with, thankful delight —
"'Oh for a thousand tongues, to sing
My dear Redeemer's praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!
"It is true that our feelings are variable. We have not always the same glorious views of Jesus, the same assurance of our sins having been washed out, and our person accepted, through the blood shed on the cross. But let us endeavour to seek for comfort in Christ, and in His precious promises. Viewing ourselves as vile and sinful, let us look to Jesus as our perfect holiness, and as our complete Deliverer from sin, and death, and hell. Thus shall we find peace, not in feeling ourselves to be good and holy, but in hourly acknowledging our wretchedness and casting our sins upon the Saviour, and receiving out of His fulness grace for grace. Strive, then, to cultivate a spirit of praise, my own darling Georgie; you have no idea how much happiness and cheerfulness it will bring you. God bless you and fill you with all joy and peace in believing. Ever your most tenderly attached and affectionate brother,
"Hedley."
February 28th.
"By the dim light of a very inferior tallow candle, I sit down to say the stove is come! Never was there anything so charming. I have thrown it open to my company for cooking. It came faster than any package has yet travelled —by M. Peto's ship. How very kind of Mr. Wilberforce Baynes to get it sent, and so expeditiously; it was dropped at my very tent-door, without my having to make the smallest effort to get it. And what a delightful store of books
