The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1822-09-11
fifteenth Psaim,'' and he read with aremu.
lous and broken word, those beautiful verses


Within thy tabernacle, Lord,
VINO sbsti abide with thee
And IN thy high aud holy hill
Who shall dweiler be
The man who waIketh uprghtly,
And worketh righteousness,
) And ss be tbinke ia in IBIS heart,
80 doth his truth express.
The small congregation sung the noble
hymn Of the Psalmist 10 "Plsinuve mauyrs
worthy of the Dams." The dying man him.
eli, ever and anon, joined 30 the holy musie
and when il tcebiy died away on his quiv.
efiDg lips, he conJnued sill to follow the
tune win the motion OF his wilbcied hand,
aud eyes deyouliy end humbIy lifted up 10
heaven. Nor was the swset voice OF his low
ing grand child uhheard as it the strong fiji
vi deadly passion had dissolved 10 the music,
ne sang wan sweet and ,liye'y voice, thai
10 Pssses by had seemed that OF perfect hap
piness--a "ymn sung In Joy upon It's knees
by g,adsome childhood beiOre u hsw out
mony the giseD hits, to quiet labor or giee
some play. IA that sweetest voice Csgpb.
iiom tue bosom of The Old man, where inc
sinser lay N Election, and blended win nIs
own So irsmuIous, never had felt 80 affect.
ingly b'Oushl before me the beginning and
the end oi nic, the cradle anG lhc grave.
Ere the psalm was over, the door was op
.ned, and a ,ai, fine looking man entered, but
with q lowering snd dark Loun,enancc, seem.
Ing y 10 sorrow, In misery and remorss. Az.
ilaled, coniounded, end awe struck by TIC
melancholy ard dirge like music, he sal down
on chai'--and looked win gnasuy lace
towards bis ia,her's death bed When the
psalm ceased, the Elder said with u sole mn
voice, My son--thou arr come 10 time 20
receive ihy fathers blessing. May the &c.
me mbraD OF what viii happen iG Inis room,
before the morning again shine over the Ha-
-el-g!eD, win thee IRON ibe criot oi Thy ways.
Thou ar, here 10 wtiness tue mercy OF my
God aud thy Saviour, whom thou has. iotgol.
len."
The minister looked, if NOT with a stern,
yet with on upbruldlng coun,ensncc, ON the
young meD who had not recovered his speech,
and seid, William !os ,hiee years pcs,
yoo shadow has not dar kened he door oi the
House VI God. They VINO tear no, The thun-
de-, may tembic at The still small voice.
now - 1he hour tor repentance that your Ia
'he''s spnn may carry up TO Heaven udngs
OF a con,rts soui saved from ,he company Of
SINNERS J"
Inc young man with much effort, advaDc-
"a 10 ,he osd sde, and al last found voice 10
say, "Fathe - am not without me sffec-
lions OF na,u,e--and / hurIIed home SIS soon
as heard ihs, me Minister had been seen
riding towards our house. 1 hope that you
VII! yet recovey--ond ii have ever msde
you onhsppy, ask your forgivsness---io,
t"oush may GOT tbioS as You do en- iDatiers
of religion, 5.ve a human heart. Fame. !
nave been rckInd, but 1 an not cruel. 4
ash yOuf forgiveness"
Come near to nIc, William, kneei dow
by tho bed side, snd let my hand end The
heed oil my beloved son--iot bliodoe.s j.
commg tas, opon rue. 1hou wese my 66s,-
bo'n, and thou ar, my only iivIng son. Az
thy b'otbers and sisters are lying 10 the
chnfch yard, beside her whose ,wset face
thine own, William, once so much resem.
bed. Long wet thou the Joy, the PRIDE #
my soul--aye, too much the pride, toc there
was not IN all the parish such a nan, such
son, as my own William. If lhy heart has
since been changed, God may inspire Ii again
With right thoughts. Could l die for ,hy
sake--coud purchase thy salvation with The
o ou,pourIngs OF ,by fathers blood--bot this
MED him!-l have sofely wept for thee
aye, William, when there was none near me
even as DAVID ~ept Tor Absalom--fot thee,
my 500, my son -
A long deep groan was the only rep'y bat
The whole body of the knceiing man was con-
sused ; and II was easy 20 see his suHering.,
his contti,ion, his remotsc, and his despair.
The Pastor said with sterncr voice, snG
sus,erer eoun,enance than was natural TO hIm,
: Know you whose hand is now lying on your
head Bt what signifies The word
|aiher TO him who has denied Goo, The fathes
of us all :" On! pres, him not so nardy,"
said the weeping wife, coming forward from
= DARK corner ut the room, where she had
tied TO CONCEAL herself in gtief, fear and
shame, !" spare, oh [! spare my hosbsnd--he
has ever bsen kind to me )" and win that
she kneit down beside him, with her long,
sof,, white arms moutnfu'iy AID sffectioostely
aid scIoss his neck. "Go thou, likewise,
my sweet little JAMIE" .sid the Elder, +" 90
sven out OF my bosom, and kueei down be.
'ide thy father aud mother, 50 thst l may
,lcss you all at once, and with one yearning