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of an old and very great sinner. Manasseh, the son of pious Hezekiah, was early instructed in the truet religion. When he became king he restored idolatry, which was the highest kind of offence. He insulted God to his face by defiling the temple. He formed a league with Satan, and used enchantments and witchcraft, sins punishable with death by the fundamental law of his kingdom. He sacrificed his own children to devils. He was one of the worst of murderers. "He shed innocent blood very much, till he had filled Jerusalem from one end to another." He was obstinate and refractory under reproof. He made the nation follow his wicked practices. He seemed to be mad upon his idols and iniquities. His sin was aggravated by the example and instruction of his good father to the contrary, by his high station, by his malice and wantonness, by his stubbornness and by his long continuance in it. He ascended the throne at twelve years of age, and he lived to the age of sixty-seven. Yet when he was sixty-two years oldthat is, when he had for fifty years together defiled his soul, corrupted his people, and insulted God by enormous crimes-he was brought to repentance, pardoned and saved. "Old or young sinners, great or small sinners, are not to be beaten off from Christ, but encouraged to repentance and faith; for who

knows but the bowels of mercy may yearn at last upon one that hath all along rejected it?" God has vast treasures of rich mercy in store even for old and hardened sinners who will "cease to do evil, and learn to do well."

Even in our own day how many aged persons have been brought to repentance! Every old minister who has been very useful can tell of the wondrous displays of the grace of God to such. Mr. H- was a man of good family. He was well educated, but a proud scorner. He avoided the house, the worship, and the people of God. He was profane and mingled with such. He was often intoxicated with strong drink. Yet at the age of seventy-two God's Spirit arrested him and brought him to cry for mercy. He lived for more than two years after his change, and gave the best evidence he could in that time that he was indeed a new man.

N. Dwent through nearly all the the war of American Independence with honour as a soldier, but not without injury to his morals. He was honest and truthful, but for more than fifty years of his life he seldom visited a church, and he was intemperate. God was not in all his thoughts till he was eightynine years old. Then he began with diligence and prayer to read the Scriptures. He went to the house

of God. He sought private instruction also. After a season of great spiritual distress he was brought to settled peace of mind. I have heard his pastor say that he never saw a more lively Christian. He lived more than eighteen months after this change, and was eminently devout, humble and happy to the last. He learned to sing several hymns. Never shall I forget his appearance and voice as he sang,

“Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,

That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

"That suits me, that suits me exactly!" he often said. My aged friend, do you seek further assurances that there is mercy even for you if you will turn to God? Here they are: "Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price." "Whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely." "Him that cometh unto me I will in no wise cast out." "The bruised reed he will not break, the smoking flax he will not quench." "A broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise." Say not, "It is too late." Call upon God in earnest prayer; ask others to pray for you and with you. Confess your sins to

God. If you have injured men, repair the injury as far as possible. "Seek the Lord, while he may be found." Come to Christ as you are, a poor, lost, helpless, guilty, polluted sinner, and he will save you. "He is able to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by him." But if you refuse another hour, it may be too late. This may be the Any moment you may will you, oh will you be

last call you will ever have. drop into hell. Will you,


Nothing but Leaves.


NOTHING but leaves: the Spirit grieves Over a wasted life

Sins committed while conscience slept; Promises made, but never kept; Hatred, battle, and strifeNothing but leaves.

Nothing but leaves: no garnered sheaves Of life's fair ripened grain;

Words, idle words, for earnest deeds. We sow our seed-lo! tares and weeds: reap with toil and pain Nothing but leaves.


Nothing but leaves: memory weaves
No veil to screen the past;

As we retrace our weary way,

Counting each lost and misspent day,
We find sadly at last,

Nothing but leaves.

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