raised them to a higher pitch of both; they, therefore, who are now glorious comprehensors, cannot but in a generality retain the notice of the sad condition of us poor travellers here below, panting towards our rest together with them; and in common wish for the happy consummation of this our weary pilgrimage, in the fruition of their glory. That they have any perspective whereby they can see down into our particular wants, is that which we find no ground to believe. It is enough that they have an universal apprehension of the estate of Christ's warfaring Church upon the face of the earth (Rev. vi. 10), and, as fellow-members of the same mystical body, long for a perfect glorification of the whole. As for us wretched pilgrims, who are yet left here below to be tried with many difficulties, we cannot forget that better half of us which is now triumphant in glory. O ye blessed saints above, we honour your memories so far as we ought; we do with praise recount your virtues; we magnify your victories; we bless God for your happy exemption from the misery of this world, and for your estate in that blessed immortality; we imitate your holy examples; we long and pray for a happy consociation with you; we dare not raise temples, dedicate altars, direct prayers, to you; we dare not, finally, offer anything to you which you are unwilling to receive, nor put anything upon you which you would disclaim as prejudicial to your Creator and Redeemer. It is abundant comfort to us, that some part of us is in the fruition of that glory where

to we (the other poor labouring part) desire and strive to aspire; that our heads and shoulders are above water, whilst the other limbs are yet wading through the stream."

Therefore, with angels and archangels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify Thy glorious Name; evermore praising Thee, and saying, "Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts, heaven and earth are full of Thy glory. Glory be to Thee, O Lord most High."

C. E. K.

Prayers

TO BE SAID BY SICK PERSONS

Ander the Pressure of great Enfirmity

HOLY JESUS, Thou art a merciful High

Priest, and touched with the sense of our infirmities: Thou knowest the sharpness of my sickness, and the weakness of my person. The clouds are gathered about me, and Thou hast covered me with Thy storm. My understanding hath not such apprehension of things as formerly. Lord! let Thy mercy support me, Thy Spirit guide me, and lead me through the valley of this death safely; that I may pass it patiently, holily, with perfect resignation; and let me rejoice in the Lord, in the hopes of pardon, in the expectation of glory, in the sense of Thy mercies, in the refreshments of Thy Spirit, in a victory over all temptations.

Thou hast promised to be with us in tribulation. Lord! my soul is troubled, and my body is weak,

and my hope is in Thee, and my enemies are busy and mighty; now make good Thy holy promise. Now, O holy Jesus, now let Thy hand of grace be upon me; restrain my ghostly enemies, and give me all sorts of spiritual assistances. Lord, remember Thy servant in the day when Thou bindest up Thy jewels.

O take from me all tediousness of spirit, all impatiency and unquietness: let me possess my soul in patience, resigning soul and body into Thy hands. as into the hands of a faithful Creator, and a blessed Redeemer.

O holy Jesu, Thou didst die for us: by Thy sad, pungent, and intolerable pains, which Thou enduredst for me, have pity on me, and ease my pain, or increase my patience. Lay on me no more than Thou shalt enable me to bear. I have deserved it all, and more, and infinitely more. Lord, I am weak and ignorant, timorous and inconstant, and I fear lest something should happen that may discompose the state of my soul, and that may displease Thee. Do what Thou wilt with me, so Thou dost but preserve me in Thy fear and favour. Thou knowest that it is my great fear, but let Thy Spirit secure, that nothing may be able to separate me from the love of God in Jesus Christ. Then smite me here, that Thou mayest spare me for ever and yet, O Lord, "smite me friendly," for Thou knowest my infirmities. Into Thy hands I commend my spirit, for Thou hast redeemed me, O Lord, Thou God of truth. Come, Holy Spirit,

help me in this conflict. Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly! Amen. BISHOP JEREMY TAYLOK.

En the Beginning of Sickness

O Almighty God, merciful and gracious, who in Thy justice didst send sorrow and tears, sickness and death, into the world as a punishment for man's sins, and hast comprehended all under sin, and this sad covenant of suffering; not to destroy us, but that Thou mightest have mercy upon all, making Thy justice to minister to mercy, short afflictions to an eternal weight of glory. As Thou hast turned my sins into sickness, so turn my sickness to the advantages of holiness and religion, of mercy and pardon; of faith and hope, of grace and glory. Thou hast now called me to the fellowship of sufferings: Lord, by the instrument of religion, let my present condition be so sanctified, that my sufferings may be united to the sufferings of my Lord, that so Thou mayest pity me and assist me. Relieve my sorrow, and support my spirit: direct my thoughts, and sanctify the accidents of my sickness, so that the punishment of my sin may be the school of virtue; in which, since Thou hast now entered me, Lord, make me a holy proficient; that I may behave myself as a son under discipline, humbly and obediently, evenly and penitently, that I may come by this means nearer unto Thee; that if I shall go forth of this sickness by the gate of life and