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of time, utterly lost by other men in idleness or sleep, and thereby he was enabled to accomplish a much larger amount of work, profitable to himself, and useful to other men, than otherwise it would have been possible for him to overtake. Moreover, he was enabled, by the diligent searching of the Scriptures, and by close communion with the living God, to keep in a state of active and healthy operation the principles of the divine life in the heart. And the result was, that instead of being utterly immersed, as is the case with many, in carnality and worldliness, his daily work was consecrated into a living sacrifice, his place of business was transformed into a holy temple, and amid the hurry and excitement of everyday life, he exhibited the rare and noble spectacle of one who, while very diligent in business, was also very fervent in spirit, serving the Lord.
Reader, mark and learn the lesson which this teaches. You cannot add to your stature a single cubit, nor can you protract your life one moment beyond the time that is fixed by the ordination of God. But by the habit of early rising, and the diligent use of outward means, you may rise to the measure of the stature of a perfect man in Christ Jesus ; and by redeeming your time from idleness and sloth, you may accomplish as much in the service of Christ, during the brief term that is allotted to you,
as if the shadow on life's sun-dial had been turned back, and God had actually added to the length and number of your days.
Begin the day with God!
He is thy sun and day;
To Him address thy lay.
Sing a new song at morn!
Join the glad woods and hills;
Join the bright flowers and rills.
Sing thy first song to God !
Not to thy fellow-man;
But to the glorious One.
Awake, cold lips, and sing ;
Arise, dull knees, and pray;
Brush slothfulness away.
Take thy first walk with God !
Let Him go forth with thee;
Seek still His company.
Thy first transaction be
With God Himself above;
And all the day be love.'
' Add to godliness brotherly kindness.'—2 PETER I. 7.
FTER he had been for some time settled
in London, he was waited upon by his venerable minister, bringing along with
him a young man who had just came up from Scotland for the prosecution of his worldly calling. He was a son of the Rev. John Russel of Stirling, a man held in the highest esteem, both for the unction of his preaching and for his godly character.
And there cannot be a doubt that Mr. Nichol acted wisely, and with a most faithful regard to his highest interests, by at once introducing this young man to the acquaintance of James Nisbet, and seeking a home for him in the lodgings which he occupied, under the judicious management of a kind-hearted widow of high Christian character, belonging to his own congregation.
As the result of this arrangement, the two young men were of course brought into close and habitual contact with one another, and their intercourse was of a character most favourable to their growth in grace, and to the development of their religious principles. James Nisbet had previously secured two sittings in the church at Swallow Street, that he might have perfect freedom in taking any juvenile associate along with him to enjoy the ministrations which he found to be so profitable to himself. And it is somewhat interesting to notice that the place to which he guided the footsteps of Alexander Russel was neither a theatre, nor a concert room, nor a house of infamy, but the hallowed sanctuary, where the name of God was recorded, and where, under the ministrations of a faithful and warm-hearted pastor, the principles to which his young friend had been trained in the dwelling of his godly parents were most likely, under the blessing of God, to be strengthened and matured.
But their intercourse, however genial, was not of long duration. Naturally of a feeble constitution, the health of Alexander Russel soon gave way amid the late hours and the continuous labour that were required for the discharge of his official duties as a clerk in the East India House. But during the progress of the disease, which speedily terminated in his death, and while far away from the assiduities of the family circle with which he was connected, every
possible attention was paid to him. Neither father, nor sister, nor mother, could have watched over him more tenderly than, did his loving friend, James Nisbet. Every hour he could get away from his own place of business was spent by his side ; and in a long letter which he wrote to his mourning parents, and in which, with great judgment and propriety, he details every little incident which was fitted to alleviate the bitterness of their grief, he closes the interesting narrative with these touching words : 'He was then anxious to get out of bed ; but when I wished him to lie still, he sprang up himself, gave me a most pleasing smile, and warmly clasping me round the neck, he almost instantly resigned his spirit into the hands of his Saviour, and fell asleep without a sigh or a groan.'
Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep!
Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet
Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest,