died for our sins: he ascended into heaven, and intercedes for us at the right hand of God. 5th. The Holy Ghost is God. The common operations of the Spirit.Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, are one God. The blessings derived from the Gospel of Christ by the grace of the Holy Spirit. 6th. Concerning the duty of man to God -faith, repentance, hope and trust, love, obedience, submission, honour and worship in general, praise and thanksgiving, prayer. 7th. Concerning the duty of men toward one another. Peace and union-justice, in general-charity and forgiveness-candour in judging-truth and uprightness. By this outline, you see that I was guided by the treatise, "The Faith and Duty of a Christian." The heads of these doctrines I could touch but slightly, on account of time, though we were not in a hurry, and the natives behaved remarkably well, and were quiet all the time. After this was gone through, I read the usual service, appointed in the Prayer Book, for baptism. Mr. Wilhelm and Mrs. Meisner, with my wife and Mr. Harrison, were sponsors. The children were called one by one, and, kneeling down before the table, were baptized in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. After all was over, there was a sobbing heard among the girls: on inquiry, it was found that one poor girl was not baptized with the rest, her name having been overlooked in the list. Her tears were soon dried, and she was baptized in the same manner as the others. My good Sir, had you seen this little infant congregation, it would have rejoiced your heart. You would have said, "Oh! this sight is a balm on the wounds which the troubles of this mission have caused me from time to time. My pleading for this nation, from the very first, may at last not prove in vain!" The boys were dressed in new shirts and trowsers; and the girls in new clothes. Their appearance was neat, decent, and clean; and was much admired by the natives. After the conclusion of the service, all dined. The meat of a large bull lasted only for the day. AN ODE ON PEACE. POETRY. "No fierce alarm of bloody war, No rude opposing hostile band, No threat'ning tyrant's conqu'ring car, Shall now invade this happy land. Be hush'd the widow's and the orphan's moans, And the brave warrior's last expiring groans. "Thy flow'ry fields and verdant plains No more are drench'd in human gore, Nor groan thy sons with fiercest painsThy cities wrapt in flames no more; For, see the tyrant's gloomy reign is past, And brighter, lovelier prospects dawn at last. "No thund'ring cannons dreadful roar, No mangled corpses strew the plain, The threat'ning trump is heard no more, For I begin my gentle reign. Britain, on thee I shed my sweetest smile: I come to bless my fairest, fav'rite isle. "Ye nations, raise your million tongues, And reach creation's utmost bound ; Let the loud triumphs of your songs Fly through the universe around : The Lord is King, and reigns with sov'reign sway Strikes through his foes, and makes them all obey." |