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have broken His holy law. We have transgressed His precepts. We have not done His will. There is not a commandment in all the ten which does not condemn us. If we have not broken it in deed we have in word; if we have not broken it in word, we have in thought and imagination—and that continually. Tried by the standard of the fifth chapter of St. Matthew, there is not one of us that would be acquitted. And as it is appointed unto men once to die, so after this comes the judgment. We must either be forgiven, or perish everlastingly.
When I walk through the crowded streets of London, I see hundreds and thousands of whom I know nothing beyond their outward appearance. But one thing I know for a certainty, as I look upon them, they are all sinners. There is not a soul among them all but is guilty before God. There breathes not the man or woman in that crowd but must die forgiven, or else rise again to be condemned for ever at the last day.
When I look through the length and breadth of Great Britain, I must make the same report. From the Land's End to the North Foreland, -- from the Isle of Wight to Caithness,- from the Queen on the throne to the pauper in the workhouse,—we are all sinners.
When I turn to the map of the world, I must say the same thing. It matters not what quarter I examine, I find men's hearts are everywhere the same, and every. where wicked. Sin is the family disease of all the chil. dren of Adam. Never has there been a corner of the earth discovered, where sin and the devil do not reign. Wide as the differences are between the nations of the earth, they have been found to have one great mark in common, Europe and Asia, Africa and America, Ice. land and India, Paris and Pekin,-all alike have the mark of sin.
To know your need of forgiveness is the first thing
in true religion. Sin is a burden, and must be taken off. Sin is a defilement, and must be cleansed away. Sin is a mighty debt, and must be paid. Sin is a mountain standing between us and heaven, and must be removed. Happy is that mother's child amongst us that feels all this! The first step towards heaven is to see clearly that we deserve hell. There are but two alternatives before us,-we must either be forgiven, or be miserable for ever.
See too how little many persons know of the design of Christianity, though they live in a Christian land. They have yet to learn that the leading mark of Christianity, is the remedy it provides for sin. This is the glory and excellence of the gospel. It meets a man as he really is. It takes him as it finds him. It goes down to the level to which sin has brought him, and offers to raise him up. It tells him of a remedy equal to his disease,-a great remedy for a great disease,-a great forgiveness for great sinners.
Reader, I ask you to consider these things well, if you have not considered them before. It is a matter of life and death. Try, I beseech you, to become acquainted with your own heart. Sit down and think quietly what you are in the sight of God. Bring together the thoughts, and words, and actions of any day in your life, and measure them by the measure of God's word. Judge your. self honestly, that you may not be condemned at the last day. Oh, that you might find out what you really are ! Oh, that you might learn to pray Job's prayer,
“ Make me to know my transgression and my sin ” (Job xiii. 23). Oh, that you might see this great truth, that until you are forgiven, your Christianity has done nothing for you at all.
“The blood of Jesus Christ, his Son, cleanseth us from all sin.”—1 John i. 7.
the people to believe in Jesus." I said “Yes,” and on this, with angry threats he ordered us to be gone, and pursued us to the gates of the village. Encouraged no doubt by this, one of the fiery youths of the place collected a few of his companions, and overtook us at the side of a pond, into which they seriously threatened to push us. However, in this they stopped short, and contented themselves with pushing us about, and taking away some part of our dress. As we slowly moved on, one man struck A-kee rather heavily on the back of the head with a carrying pole, so as to cause bleeding ; his cap had been previously taken away. And when again we got to a distance of a few hundred yards, we were overtaken by a party who rifled our pockets of what pleased them. After this we returned home, thankful that in their blind rage they had not been allowed to barm us in any serious way, and rejoicing that we had been counted worthy to suffer even the least indignity for the name of Jesus.
But what you will think the most wonderful part of the whole remains to be told. We had been at home little more than an hour, when a message was brought from one of the merchant Hongs, at Ching-Linn, to say that the principal things (as they thought the whole) that had been taken from us were in their hands, and would be returned to any one we should send for them. Accord. ingly on Thursday, our landlord here kindly went with a list of all that we had lost, and with very trifling exceptions all the things were found and restored to us. In my own case I had nothing lost and nothing injured; and we hear that the showily dressed young man, who was the chief instigator of the attack, was the person called on to go round and find out the missing things.. Among the things taken and again restored, is the knife which my dear mother sent to me in place of one which I lost by robbery in 1856, at Nan-Yong, seven miles from ChingLinn, on the way to Swatow.
Rev. W. C. Burns.
THE BEST TEACHERS.
The best teachers, after all, are those who teach by their actions, for they speak more forcibly than words.
Preaching Tour-Old Sevarum. IN going through a cross road we fell into the Chingle. put way and went to the famous bill here. On approaching it we found all quiet. After singing near the Cutcherry Street, both of us preached on the miracles of Christ and his desire to seek and save the lost. All the people bore an air of enmity to us and to what we said. One receiving our calendar tore it in our presence. This is evidently a place visited by our brethren.
Nungumbakum. This is the first village we visited beyond the river. Refreshed by the bracing air, and the walk over the sandy bed, on entering the village we found a group of beggars, some going to Conchi, others to Theroopathy, the sacred places of pilgrimage. We were moved in our spirits when we saw them. Aftor asking A. to sing, I preached to them about God as the friend of sinners. In going to the main street we found a teniple of considerable height, and asked a man in our way the name of it. He said it was Umbalanathen. When we explained the meaning of it he seemed to be wretched. On my preaching here on Christ raising Lazarus, this same man was in the company.
A woman in the middle gave a good deal of disturbance here by speaking contemptuously of our preaching, and disturbed our audience. "The man came again and demanded thakeed, or the government order for preaching here, and called the Thaliar tu insist on it. We demanded in return his thakeed for our not preaching here. He threatened us, used foul and filthy words, in fact did every bad thing. But going to another road we had an interesting discussion on vital points of religion with a respectable Hindu and a Tamil teacher. The gospel which was the savour of death unto death to the first audience, was the savour of life unto life unto the second