Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1841-04-22
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..What is moro dear to US than country?
which the worthy and faithful patriots Of ELL times
have respected above their parents, their chi'dre
their lives; counting only happy to live it, and
to die FOR 1t The banished man pines for the want
oft: the traveller submits to all the tediousness OF
hs way. and all the sorrows Of i'll journey. in the
only hope Of home; Forgetting all his foreign mlseries'
when he feeeth his own smoke. Where Is our
country but above: Thence thou contest, my
soul; thhef thou ar, going, in short, but weary
pilgrimage. Oh miserable men, if we account our
selves a, home in our pilgrimage il in our journey
we long not for home Dost thou see men so IN
love with their native soil, that even WHEN ia all
seformed with the desoations OF war, and TUNED n-
10 rude heaps, while il is even now banng win
the fire of civil broils they covet yet still to 1--we IN
it, preerng it to all other places Of more peace and
pie insure. And shall, ,hou seeing nothing but peace
and blessedness at home, nothing but trouble abroad,
content myself with faint wish Of thy dIsoinllon'
If heaven were thy jail thou coudst but think OF it
uncomfor,aby Oh what affection can be worthy
Of such home" Bishop Hal.
..Oh blessed estate of the saints! Oh glory not
to he expressed even by those who are glorlfed!
oh incomprehensibe savat ion! What savonr hath
this earth to thee? Who can regard the world that
belieyeth ,hee' Who can think of thee, and not be
rayished with wonder and desire! Who can know
the. and not he swallowed up with admiration at
the mercy of Him who he stowe,h thee' Oh bless
ednsss worthy of Chrst's blood TO purchase thee!-
worthy of the continual songs of saints and angels to
celebrate thee low should magniry thes how
should long for thee how should hate all this
world for thee !
Blu, alas, where is my love where is my long
ing .-where art thou, o my soul' What heaviness
hath overtaken thee how hath the world be-
uitched and possessed thee, that thou art become
so careless of thy home, sense'ess of spiritual
delights, so fond of these yanties? Dost thou
doub; whether there be a heaven /? or whether thou
have God and IA Saviour there: o Tar be
from the this atheisn-far be from thee the least
thought of this desperate mpiety. Wo were ihee,it
thou believeds not but o thou Of little faith, dost
thou believe there is happiness. and happiness for
thee, and desrest in il? Alas, how cold and faint
are thy desires Tell me what goodly eoera'n-
ment hast thou met " ilh here on earth, that was
worthy to Withdraw thee from these heavenly Joys
what pleasure in it ever gave the contentmehl! =
q no, my soul, it is only thy miserable dIows'ness'
nnly thy security. The world, the world hath be-
so,ted thee hath undone thee with careessness-
Alas, filthy delgh, be so cold, what difference Ia
,hers in the form ignorant heather, who doubts OF
another life yea. from epicure, that denies 1t
Art thou christian? or ar. thou none? lfthon be
what tho uproessest, awaywrlh this dull and sen1eless
~ordine.s-away with this earthly uncheerfuness;
shake Off at last this prufane and goddess security,
which hath thus long weighed thee down from
mounting up to thy joys. Look up to thy God and
to thy crown, and say with confidence, Lord,
have waited for Thy salvation.
o Lord that could wait and long for thy SALIVA
ton that could mind the things above ! that
AZ am stranger indeed, so could be also in ai-
fecon. o that mine eyes, like the eyes of thy FIRST
martyr could, by the light Of faith, but glimpse
of heaven o that my heart could be rapt up
thither in desire How should trampe upon these
poor yant les of the earth how willingly should
endure all sorrows, all torments how scornrulIy
should pass by all pleasures how should be in
travail of my dissolution o when shall that blessed
day come, when. all this wretched wordiness re-
moved. shall solaoe myself in my God Behold,
a. the heart panteth for the rivers of waters, so
panteth my soul after thee o God my soul thhst-
eth for God, even for the living God. o when shall
] come and appear before the presence of God -
Bishop Hull.