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0, my friends, rush not headlong to this place of torment! It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the Living God.

Yet is this mighty power the sinner's hope. What voice is that, and how seasonable and sweet the words it utters, which says, "O Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself; but in me is thy help!" This same God Almighty is the sinner's helper. "Let him take hold of my strength, that he may make peace with me, and he shall make peace with me." This is the way to turn God's power to good account. That God is omnipotent is the very truth the desponding sinner needs, to raise him at once above all discouragements. O take hold of his everlasting strength. Even Paul could say no more than, "I can do all things, through Christ Jesus that strengtheneth me." Weak and insufficient as you are, there is no room for discouragement so long as your help is in God.

To him be glory, and dominion, and power, and thanksgiving forever. Amen!




PSALM XXVI. 8. Lord, I have loved the habitation of thy house, and the place where thine honor dwelleth.

THERE is a moral sublimity in a Sabbath at sea. The landsman conjectures it, paints it; while the devout seaman feels it; there are aspirations here felt, felt nowhere else.

Yet what is it that gives such sublimity to a Sabbath at sea? It is not the mart of business which we here enter. Nor are they the portals of science and literature. Nor is it the splendid and lofty cathedral; -no, nor yet the more simple and humble sanctuary, where far-distant friends "worship, and bow down, and kneel before the Lord, their Maker."

"Great objects consecrate all that is around them." This vast ocean, this emblem of infinity, itself gives sublimity to the scene. Infinite greatness and infinite littleness here meet. God, the Eternal, here condescends and bows to meet man, his creature, just as the vast heavens bow and meet the waters in the distant horizon. Great and solemn associations are sublime, and ought to inspire great and solemn thoughts.

We worship him who is the God of all the earth, and of them that are afar off How shall we the sea. upon worship him? "God is a Spirit, and they that worship

him, must worship him in spirit and in truth." May creatures of yesterday, and sinners as we are, hope to worship him acceptably?

It is no splendid and no costly sacrifice that he requires of us. "He giveth grace to the humble." "The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise." No matter where, nor by whom, such worship is offered; no matter with what grateful, cheered, and gladsome thoughts it may be inmingled; through that great atoning, interceding Saviour, it goes up perfumed with incense, before the throne of God. The High and Lofty One who inhabiteth eternity, deigns to look upon us. He who loveth the gates of Zion, does not turn away from the tents of Jacob; and though it be on the placid, or billowy ocean, "where two, or three, are met together in his name, there is he in the midst of them."

"Far from home, and far from land," as we are, which of our bosoms does not respond to the sentiment of the devout Psalmist, when he says, "I have loved the habitation of thy house, and the place where thine honor dwelleth!"

Save the "works of necessity and mercy," the Sabbath at sea, like the Sabbath on shore, is, by divine appointment, a day of rest. The Great Lord of heaven and earth, of land and ocean, has given to the inhabitants of the globe on which we dwell, one day's respite out of seven from the ordinary occupations of human life. The Sabbath was benevolently designed to bring this stated relief from anxiety and toil. To a seaman, whose body and mind are in such a state of perpetual excitement to this little laborious, working community -such a rest is like the soft slumbers of midnight when,

in defiance of the noisy tempest, it covers with its gentle folds an agitated and trembling mind, and a body overpowered with toil. The Sabbath is the seaman's friend. Who can doubt, that one motive which influenced its Author to institute it, was compassion to the weary and weather-beaten mariner? Never does the bright sun dawn more beautifully, than when he sheds his rays upon a Sabbath at sea.

No, it is not in the sanctuary of our fathers that we meet to-day; but it is to worship our fathers' God. When the Patriarch Jacob was fleeing from the face of Esau, and was on his way to Padan-aram, he tarried all night at a place where the God of his fathers, Abraham and Isaac, condescended to commune with him as his creature and child. And he said, "Surely the Lord is in this place, and I knew it not. How dreadful is this place! This is none other but the house of God, and the gate of heaven." He that was with Jacob in the desert is with us on the sea. Verily, "it is good to be here." It is good to see his power and glory as they overlay this world of waters, to hear his voice as it whispers in the gentle wind, or speaks from the dashing billows. It is good to mark his presence, as "the overflowing of the water passes by, and the deep utters his voice, and lifts up his hands on high."

Heathen deities are honored in their places of worship. Near their temples are the groves sacred to their foul idolatries, and consecrated to their images of gold, silver, brass, stone, and wood. This idol worship extended itself to the great sanctuary of the sea, and seamen worshipped gods which their own hands had made. We are not Pagans, but Christians, and worship 2

the only living and true God. Why should not we pay our homage to Him, as well as they their insensible homage to their more insensate idols? It is a privilege in which he has made us to differ from them, that we know him, and Jesus Christ, whom he has sent; and well may we feel it a privilege to express our adoring and grateful thoughts of him, acknowledge his claims, make confession of our sins, implore his mercy, and utter the memory and the praise of his great goodness. It were truly a beautiful sight to see a ship's company thus devoutly honoring the God of heaven. It is an affecting thought to think of, and dwell upon,-that the Great God, before whom angels bow and devils tremble; the King eternal, immortal, and invisible, condescends to accept this homage from creatures who have so offended him, and who flock here around his footstool! There is a holy and heavenly delight in such a privilege as this. There are new and happy emotions within us in the enjoyment of such seasons, and there are outflowings of those emotions towards God and man.

The moral and spiritual influence of the Sabbath at sea is such, that every thoughtful mind will value it. It assembles those who are remote from better opportunities, to listen to the instructions of God's word; instructions that are alike suited to the wise and the unwise, to the prince and the sailor-boy. Many a ship that sails the ocean has been the chosen theatre of marvellous displays of his grace. The hearts of seamen are in his hands, as well as the hearts of landsmen. It is written in his word, that "the multitudes of the sea shall be converted unto him." Here, as well as elsewhere, he makes men wise to salvation. He opens the eyes of the blind, and makes them see; he opens the

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