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band of his communion with God, and his unclouded hope of eternal glory, On the next morning his daughter went into his room; and seeing the state he was in, she exclaimed, "O father, you are dying!" He replied, more than once, "O praise the Lord!" To another friend he said, "I am going home;" and in a few hours he expired. J. R. B.

June 10th.-The Rev. Titus Close, of Newcas tle-upon-Tyne, aged thirty-eight. He had been afflicted with the prevailing influenza, which induced in him very severe derangement of the whole digestive functions. The violence of the disease abating, he with difficulty preached twice in Brunswick-Place chapel, on Sunday, May 5th. He suffered much from exhaustion, and his weakness increased. When he recovered a little, so as to be able to leave home, he was advised, for change of air, and the use of the waters, to spend a few weeks at Croft, near Darlington. There he

soon became worse, and showed various symptoms
of organic disease. Being fully resigned to the
will of God, he was kept in perfect peace. His
six young children, and his beloved wife, he faith-
fully and individually commended to the Father
of the fatherless, and trust of the widow. He
frequently encouraged himself with repeating,
"Jesus can make a dying bed

Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on his breast I lean my head,

And breathe my life out sweetly there." Sensible of his obligation to redeemning mercy,' he desired to recover a little, that he might preach two or three times, to declare the love of Jesus And from some flattering appearances of amendment, hope was indulged that perhaps he might. But about seven o'clock in the evening, while perfectly sensible and recollected, he with his latest breath gave glory to God, and then entered into J. H.

rest.

POETRY.

LINES,

WRITTEN IN A SCRAP-BOOK BELONGING TO THE REV. PETER JONES,

OR KAHKEWAQUONABY.

"I saw a new heaven, and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea."

Is there a world, in sacred chart,

Where ocean's wide-stretch'd barrier

wave,

O brother! whom, with sunshine

showers

Of tears and blessings, back we send,

Mocking the fond, the free, the brave, Thy people's pattern, guide, and friend, No more can interpose to part One from another love-link'd heart?

To the temples of thy forest-bowers,Heaven is the world for hearts like ours ! ALEC.

The Indians frequently hold their religious meetings in the midst of their woods, under the shade of intermingling boughs.

GOD KNOWN BY HIS WORKS.

"He is, and he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him." Heb. xi. 6.

Do beings ask, in awful doubt,

If God exists, above, below;

If he rewards the labouring thought

Of him who seeks the truth to know ?

Lift up your eyes: what orbs of light

Are those which shed their glories wide,

Which chase the darkening gloom of night,

And serve the traveller as a guide ? Father of lights supreme, divine,

Those into being thou hast brought, Hast form'd their light, hast made them shine,

Hast raised those brilliant orbs from nought.

Ye morning stars, then, shout for joy,

He ever lives who gave you birth; Your shining powers for him employ, To spread His praises through the earth.

Who form'd the everlasting hills,

And spread the seas beneath their feet? Who caused the rivers and the rills

To flow, and seek their native seat?

Lo! once they were not, now they are; They change, but He no change can know;

His sovereign power they all declare,

His wisdom and His goodness show. Ye shrubs and trees, ye plants and flowers, Your sweets and verdure Him proclaim; His praise you sing with all your powers, And tell the greatness of His name. Ye herds and flocks, ye beasts and birds, Ye living things of every tribe, All life which earth or sea affords,

Did He on you His name inscribe ? Then live to sound His praise abroad, To silence men of doubtful mind; To raise believers up to God,

In whom a full reward they find. Yes, none can seek His face in vain ;

Of praying souls behold the joy: His grace they find, His love obtain,

A heaven which nothing can destroy. Not ease nor pain, not life nor death,

Not days nor years, not ebb nor flood, Not men nor fiends, not hell nor earth, Can move their peace, their peace with God. Bristol.

THOS. EXLEY.

LONDON:-Printed by James Nichols, 2, Warwick Square, Newgate Street.

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FOR AUGUST, 1833.

BIOGRAPHY.

MEMOIR OF THE REV. JOHN STORRY :

BY THE REV. RICHARD TREFFRY.

JOHN STORRY was born at Scorton-upon-Swaile, in the parish of Bolton, in Yorkshire. His father was a Surgeon, and died at Scorton when only thirty-six years of age; and his mother finished her earthly course at Barnard-Castle, at the age of seventy-six. They were both professed members of the Church of England, and were strictly moral in their conduct. After the death of the father, the family removed to Richmond, at which place John attended the Grammar-School for ten successive years. His friends then desired him either to be apprenticed to his father's profession, or else to undergo a more comprehensive course of education preparatory to his going into the Church. But such were the sympathies of his heart, and the acuteness of his feelings, that he could not reconcile his mind to surgical operations; he therefore declined the medical profession; and, for some reason, with which the writer of this article is unacquainted, he rejected the proposal of being educated for the Church. He was then apprenticed to an upholsterer, in York, where he most probably would have continued to the end of his term, had he not accidentally fallen down a ladder and dislocated his thigh; the effects of which he felt as long as he lived. This circumstance, together with that of his growing very fast, so affected his health that his friends entertained serious apprehensions of his falling into a consumption; in consequence of which, he was removed to his uncle's, at Thorpe-Basset, near Malton. This change was extremely beneficial to him: he gradually recovered his health; but being incapable, on account of his lameness, of following the profession designed for him, he, in the year 1800, engaged as tutor to the sons of R. Kirby, Esq., of Mowthorpe, Yorkshire. It so happened, that, during the early period of Mr. Storry's residence in this family, a son of Mr. Kirby, who held a commission as Captain in the army, retired from his charge in Holland to his father's house, to await the issue of a malignant disease with which he had been seized. Mrs. Kirby, being a pious woman, and seeing the extremely dangerous condition of her son, sent for a Mr. Hobson, an old disciple, to converse with and pray for him. This venerable servant of God, who had been previously a tutor in the family, became therefore a daily visitant at the house; but his conversation, and prayers, and habits of deep seriousness, gave great umbrage to Mr. Storry; and the enmity of his mind against God manifested itself by the contemptuous manner in which he treated his servant : frequently was VOL. XII. Third Series. AUGUST, 1833. 2 P

he heard to say, "There is nothing uncomfortable in my situation except the visits of old Hobson, with his canting hypocrisy." Nor was this feeling peculiar to Mr. Storry; it is common to every fallen soul of man: it is the natural result of that complete estrangement from God, and departure from original righteousness, entailed upon our apostate race; hence in the opinion of unregenerate men, holiness is hypocrisy, and sound scriptural godliness, sanctimonious pride. But as that darkness is often the most profound which immediately precedes the dawning of the day, so the salvation of God is frequently the nearest when the mind seems the most unfit for its reception. Never was Saul of Tarsus more completely under the dominion of the strong man armed, than when Jesus arrested him in his persecuting career. And now, while Mr. Storry was pouring contempt on the serious conversation and devout demeanour of Mr. Hobson, he was induced, unawares, and in spite of himself, to consider his own ways, and to commune with his own heart; while the death of the Captain, and the deep distress into which the whole family, on that account, was plunged, tended to awaken in Mr. Storry's mind a feeling of great seriousness and religious awe, to which he had been heretofore unaccustomed. From that time a change commenced in his character he saw the necessity of leading a new life; and he began to practise the duties of religion with strict attention. He read all the religious books which came in his way; he attended the parish church; he reproved sin, and performed works of charity and self-denial; and the benefits of his example and influence were seen and felt throughout a large domestic circle: the children and servants regarded him with reverence; and Mr. and Mrs. Kirby, with the highest esteem and confidence. But though reformed, he was not regenerated: he was ignorant of God's righteousness, and he went about to establish a righteousness of his own. His was the form of godliness without the power. But though he was utterly unacquainted with the first principles of the doctrine of Christ, yet he most willingly listened to and sought instruction in the things of God. At Kirby-Grindalyth, about a mile from his residence, there were a few pious people who regularly held prayer-meetings, and were occasionally privileged with hearing a sermon. The Rev. Mr. Michelson, a zealous Church Minister, paid them frequent visits. Mr. Storry, for several weeks, attended those meetings; and suspecting that he might be called upon at some future time to take an active part in the service, and solicited to engage in prayer among them, and desiring to make preparation for such an event, he sent to York for the most elegant devotional composition that could be procured; and selecting one of the most finished forms of prayer which the book could furnish, he committed it to memory; and the next week he was exceedingly pleased to be called upon to pray in their assembly a feeling of self-adulation came over him, and he said to himself, "They will be astonished at my fine prayer." But he had not uttered many sentences before he was seized with deep convictions for sin; he

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