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cerning the troubles of your father, that they proceeded from a foolish fancy which he had, or from melancholy humours, with which he was overrun; yet now it is for ever in my mind, that they sprang from another cause, to wit, from the light of life which was given him ; by the help of which, as I perceive, he has escaped the snares of death. Thent they all wept again, and cried out, Oh, Wo worth the day!
The next night, Christiana had a dream; and behold, she fuw as it were a broad parchment opened before her, in which was recorded the fum of her ways; her crimes, as she thought, looked very black upon her. She cried out aloud in her sleep, Lord have mercy upon me, a finner jo so that the little children heard her.
After this, she thoughit that she saw two very illfavoured ones ftanding by her bedside, and saying, What shall we do with this woman, for she cries out for mercy waking and sleeping ?? If she be suffered to go on as she begins, we shall lose her as
f It is one thing to cry out for grace to mend them, to make them better, to subdue their finful lasts and passions. This cry may proceed from a spirit of felf-righteousness, from the fear of being damned, and from the natural awakenings of conscience, without any true and spiritual conviction of sin. It is another thing to cry out for pardoning grace and mercy, No doubt, where there is a sense of pardoning grace and mercy, there will be a hatred to fin; but there may be an awful dread of the consequences of fin, without the least hatred to it.
we have lost her husband. Wherefore we must, by fome way or other, seek to take her mind off from the thoughts of what shall be hereafter, else all the world cannot hinder it, but she will become a pilgrim.
Now she awoke in a great sweat; also a trembling was upon her; but after a while she fell asieep again. And then she thought she saw Chriftian her husband in a place of bliss among many immortals, with a harp in his hand, standing and playing upon it before one who sat on a throne, with a rainbow abouť his head. She saw also as if he bowed his head with his face to the paved-work which was under his prince's feet, saying, I heartily thank my Lord and King for bringing me into this place. Then a company of them who stood round about and harped with their harps shouted: but no man living could atell what they said, but Christian and his companions.
Next morning, when she was up, and had prayed to God, and talked with her children for a while, one knocked hard at the door; to whom she spake aloud, saying, If thou comest in God's name, come in. He said, Amen; and opened the door, and faluted her with, Peace be to this house. Which when he had doné, he said, Christiana, knowest thou wherefore I am come? Then she blushed and trembled; also her heart began to wax warm with desires to know from whence he came, and what. his errand was to her. He then 'said unto her, My
name is Secret, I dwell with those who are on high; among whom it is talked of as if thou hadft a desire to go up thither also; there is likewise a report that thou art aware of the evil which thou formerly hadst done to thy husband, in hardening thy heart against his way, and in keeping these babes in their igno
Yet, Christiana, the Merciful One hath senç me to tell thee, That he is a God ready to forgive, and that he taketh delight to multiply the pardon of offences. He also would have thee to know, that he inviteth thee to come into his presence, and to his table, where he will feed thee with the fat of his house, and with the heritage of Jacob thy father, There is Christian, thy late husband, with legions more, his companions, ever beholding that facę which doth minister life to beholders; who will all be glad when they shall hear the sound of thy feet stepping over thy father's threshold.
Christiana, at this, was greatly abashed in herself, and bowed her head to the ground. The visiter proceeded, and said, Christiana, here is also a letter for thee, which I have brought from thy husband's King: she took it and opened it, but it smelt after the manner of the best perfume. It was also written in letters of gold. The contents of the letter was this: That the King would have her do as Christian her husband had done; for that was the way to come to his city, and to dwell in his presence with joy for ever. At this the good woman was quite overcome: she cried out to her visiter, Sir,