Dear Friends,

"I will mention the lovingkindnesses of the Lord, and the praises of the Lord, according to all that the Lord hath bestowed on us." — Isaiah 63:7

And how can we not do this? Are there no mercies which you have experienced? Even though you may be gloomy now, can you forget that blessed hour when Jesus met you, and said, "Come unto me"? Can you not remember that rapturous moment when He snapped your bonds, dashed your chains to the earth, and said, "I came to break your bonds and set you free"? Or if the love of thine espousals be forgotten, there must surely be some precious milestone along the road of life not quite grown over with moss, on which you can read a happy memorial of His mercy towards ? What, did you never have a sickness similar to that which you are suffering now, and did He not restore you? Have you never been poor before, and did He not supply your wants? Have you never had difficulties and trials before, and did He not deliver you? Arise, go to the river of your experience, and pull up a few bulrushes, and place them into an ark, where your infant- faith may float safely on the stream. Forget not what your God has done for you; open the book of y remembrance, thumb through the pages, and consider the days of old. Can you not remember the hill Mizar (Ps 42:6)? Did the Lord never meet with you at Hermon? Have you never climbed the mountain of the Lord? Have you never been helped in time of need? And yet, I know you have. Go back, then, a little way to the choice mercies of yesterday, and though all may be dark now, light up the lamps of the past, they shall glitter through the darkness, and you shall again trust in the Lord till the day break and the shadows flee away. "Remember, O Lord, thy tender mercies and thy lovingkindnesses, for they have been ever of old."