A Sermon preached to the Ministers and Messengers of several associated Churches, at Horsley, in the county of Gloucester. JOHN IV. 41, 42.-And many more believed because of his own word; and said unto the woman, Now we believe, not because of thy saying; for we have heard him ourselves, and know that this is indeed the Christ, the Saviour A Sermon preached at Broadmead, Bristol, before the Education Society. ACTS XXVI. 24, 25.—And as he thus spake for himself, Festus said with a loud voice, Paul, thou art beside thyself; much learning doth make thee mad. But he said, I am not mad, most noble Festus: but speak forth A Sermon in commemoration of the great Storm of Wind, Nov. 27th, 1703; PSAL. LXXVII. 11.-I will remember the works of the Lord; surely I will A Sermon on the Death of the Rev. Caleb Evans, D. D. -Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, and to-day, and for ever, A Sermon on the Death of the Rev, Samuel Burford. JOHN XI. 16.-Then said Thomas, which is called Didymus, unto his fel- A Sermon at the Ordination of the Rev. Abraham Booth. A Sermon preached at a Monthly Exercise. A Sermon preached before the Corresponding Board in London, of the So- 3 JOHN, ver. 8.—We therefore ought to receive such, that we might be fel- A Sermon on the General Fast, February 21st, 1781. Well thou may'st claim that heart of me, Yes! thou shalt surely have my heart, Early piety, Matt. xii. 20. How soft the words my Saviour speaks! When piety in early minds, Like tender buds, begins to shoot, He guards the plants from threatening winds, And ripens blossoms into fruit. With humble souls he bears a part And judgment unto vict'ry send. Divine Mercies in constant Succession, Lam. iii. 22, 23. How various and how new Are thy compassions, Lord! Each morning shall thy mercies shew,— Thy goodness, like the sun, Now we expect a day Still brighter far than this, Nor shall that radiant day, In evening shadows die away, How various and how new Children dying in their Infancy, in the Arms of Jesus, Matt. xix. 14. THY life I read, my dearest Lord, With transport all divine; word, Methinks I see a thousand charms I take these little lambs, said he, Protection they shall find in me,— Death may the bands of life unloose, Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise, I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, His words the happy parents hear, And shout with joys divine, Dear SAVIOUR! all we have and are Shall be for ever thine. The Last Judgment. HE comes! he comes! to judge the world, Th' affrighted nations hear the sound, The slumb'ring tenants of the ground Amid the shouts of numerous friends, The Judge in solemn pomp descends, His head and hairs are white as snow," A radiant crown adorns his brow, Writ on his thigh his name appears, So he ascends the judgment-seat, Princes and peasants here expect And now in words divinely sweet, With rapture in his face, Aloud his sacred lips repeat The sentence of his grace: Well done, my good and faithful sons, Receive the sceptres, crowns, and thrones, The promised Land. ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, To Canaan's fair and happy land, O the transporting rapt'rous scene Sweet fields, array'd in living green, And rivers of delight! There generous fruits, that never fail, |