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gospel, held their half yearly meetting at Maidstone, Nov. 2, 1802, when Mr. Gooding, of Lenham, preached in the afternoon, from Acts viii. 5. and Mr. Kent, of Gravesend, in the evening, from Isaiah liv. 17., the brethren, Mess. Ralph, White, Stanger, senior, Podmore, and Poppywell, engaged in prayer.

It was resolved, That Mr. John Stanger, junior, late student of the Kent seminary, be employed as an itinerant preacher in this district for the next six months, under the direction of a committee of settled pastors.

The next Meeting to be held at Maidstone, on Tuesday April 5, 1803, to meet at eleven in the forenoon. Mr. Rogers, of Eynsford, is appointed to preach in the evening.

IN our number for January last,
Time and Place.

we had the pleasure of informing the public, that the different denominations of Calvinistic dissenters in Manchester, had instituted a monthly lecture. With this they have since connected a monthly meeting for prayer. Both have been very numerously attended. The association of the several ministers and congregations, uniting in these services, has greatly contributed to increase that harmony and affection which before subsisted among them; and they can, from experience, recommend the utility of such a plan in other large towns, and in every place where it is practicable. Encouraged by the happy effects they have witnessed, they intend to pursue the design of their union, hoping to enjoy the presence and blessing of the great Master of assemblies. The subjects of the lectures for the ensuing year, are as follow:


Jan. 5, Mosley Str. The Care of the Soul.
Feb. 2, Lloyd St.
March 2, Canon St.

April 6, Mosley St. May 4, Lloyd St. June 1, St. George's, July 6, St. George's,

Aug. 3, St. George's, Sept. 7, Canon St.

Oct. 5, Mosley St.

Nov. 2, Lloyd St.
Dec. 7, Canon St.

The Unsuccessfulness of the Gospel.
Complete Redemption accom-
plished by Christ.
The Doctrine of the Atonement.
The efficacy of Divine Grace in?

Christ the Believer's Life.

The Character and Privileges of}

The Duty of Searching the Scriptures,
The Duty of taking Heed how

we hear.

The Danger of Delays in Religion.
The Importance of Preparation
1 for Death.
The Duty of Self-Examination,


Rev. Mr. Roby

Bradley Jack








Johnson Bradley


OCT. 17, 1802, was opened at Wrawby, near Brigg, in Lincolnshire, a commodious little chapel, built about twelve years ago for the friends of Mr. Westley; but the proprietors changing their religious views, it was soon after oc

cupied accordingly. It was opened by Mr. Clark, of Brigg, who is also minister of this place, by reading and preaching, afternoon and evening, to full congregations, from Ps. lxxxvii 5. and i Sam. 7. 12.


[The Rest of our Intelligence is unavoidably deferred.]



Gap of my days, to thee anew
The tributary song is due,

For life continued here:

Spar'd, and supply'd, preserv'd by Thee,
Time's annual circle clos'd I see,

I have been spar'd,

And hail the new-born year.
who still am found
A barren comb'rer of the ground,
Deserving stroke sevese;

But Thou hast with my manners borne,
And granted yet a space to mourn

My past unfruitful year.

I have been well supply'd; who find
A body frail, an anxious mind,

A mass of care and fear:
But Thou hast lighten'd ev'ry load,
And ev'ry needful good bestow'd,

And crown'd with love the year.
I have been well preserv'd throughout,
When evils compass'd me about,

And ev'ry foe was near:
Yet amn I safe, for thy great pow'r
Has been my sword, and shield, and tow'r,
And guard, the passing year.

I have been guided on my way,
A silly wand'rer, apt to stray,

And leave my Shepherd dear;
Yet hast thou not thy sheep forsook,
But with thy faithful rod and crook
Hast led me through the year.
I have been piloted along
Through many a shoal and tempest strong,
Where I knew not to steer:
I thought thee slamb'ring on the wave,
But thou wert watchful still, to save

From found'ring all the year.

I have been taught, who us'd to spurn
The means to know, and time to learn
With dull and deafen'd ear :
Yet past thou open'd truths divine,
With patient precepts, line on line,
Another Gospel-year.

I have been comforted, when woe
Would sink my fainting spirits low,

And urge the secret tear:
Thy visitings have brought relief,
Tay promises have sooth'd my grief,
And made a joyful year.

I've been supported when thy frown
With heavy crosses bore me down,

Thy smile my heart would cheer:
Thou gav'st me patience for their length;
And in my weakness perfect strength
Uphold me all the year.

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My dearest Lord, in love appear,
And banish ev'ry guilty fear;
Increase my faith, confirm my hope,
And lift my drooping spirit up.
Should all forsake, my God is kind,
Make me to all thy will resign'd!
Disease, my outward frame decays;
Thy promise can my comforts raise.

My earthly house is breaking down;
O bear me to thy blissful throne,
To view the Lamb who once was slain:
My life, my portion, and my gain!
In Heav'n I shall his praises sing,
And triumph in my glorious King;
His matchless beauties there behold,
And tune his love on harps of gold.

Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard
What God hath for his saints prepar'd;
There Sin and Sorrow never come :
I long for this eternal home!

E. R.


Time was, is past, thou canst not it recall;
Time is, thou hast, employ the portion

Time future is not, and may never be;
Time present is the only ume for Thee.



The Words translated from Madam Guion, by W. Cooper, Esq.


Oh then, with supreme affection,
His paternal will regard!
If it cost us some dejection,
Ev'ry sigh has its reward.

Perfect love has pow'r to soften
Cares that might our peace destroy;
Nay, does more,-transforms them often,
Changing sorrow into joy.

Sov'reign love appoints the measure,

And the number of our pains:
And is pleas'd when we find pleasure
In the trials he ordains..


Sung at Sion Chapel.

ONCE more before thy sacred throne,
Lord! see a youthful race,

In humble supplication come,
To seek thy lovely face.

Thro' love divine we here are brought,
Where truth divinely shines;
Lord, bless the sacred truths we're

And make us thine betimes!
Whilst numbers of our helpless race
Are left to go astray,
May we, as tutor'd by thy grace,
Pursue the narrow way!

Lord, bless these means, we humbly


And grant us grace, to prove
That we thy precepts do obey,
From principles of love.

May we revere thy sacred page,
And as we read it o'er,
Our tender minds do thou engage,
Thy blessing to implore!

Let choicest blessings, Lord, descend
On all the hearts of those,

Who fain the friendless would befriend, And soften others' woes!

Cooper's Guion.

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Ye little flock, whom Heav'n has chosen,
The wonders of its love to know;
In horrid vales, in mountains frozen,

Or where the temp'rate breezes blow;
From all your songs of joy I borrow
Delight, that makes a kindred strain ;
And ever, in your keenest sorrow,
I feel the bitterness of pain.
While in the hallow'd paths ye wander,
Where Deity incarnate trod,

I hear the hell-taught tongue of Slander

Proclaim her wond'rous tales abroad. But, 'midst a blended world's reviling, Ye still your heav'nly course pursue: Error retires; and Anguish, smiling,

Fixes her grateful eye on you.
And shall, my soul, your zeal revering,
In careless indolence remain!
Taught by example so endearing,
O, may
I never gaze in vain!


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