Notwithstanding the advantages of Christian education and godly parents, the dictates of reason and the remorse of conscience, I lived for many years in total forgetfulness of a death-bed and a judgment-day. But that God, who might so justly have cut me off in the full career of rebellion, at length, (and oh! how feebly can I express my sense of his goodness!) opened my eyes; and that stubborn heart, which neither the terrors of hell could deter nor the wrath of God restrain from recklessly pursuing the path of destruction, He softened and changed by shewing me the love and tenderness I was despising and trampling under foot. I can never forget the intensity of my feelings when first I saw my Saviour on the cross, nor the flood of joy which burst in upon my soul, when I read in his flowing blood full pardon for all that was past.

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