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is in Jesus,' should be brought into every sernin, as is sufficient, if attended to and improvei, to make men wise unto salvation. I heard a charte delveri x ize ordination of a minister at Manchester neariy in tears ago, in which the venerable aged minister sai y s young brethren :-'Always preach as it seme ce jf.a hearers were never to hear you again; for it is possile that
may often be the case: some stranger may one in that will never have another opportunity.-se me careless person may never be inclined to come again.-deach may take another away. I was much impresi wib the remarks at the time; they have often recurr-i to my mind, and they have had some good etfeet on ms pa je labours. Let a preacher never lose sight of his GREAT MASTER, who always is present and hears him preach, and observes all his inward feelings, molires, and designs. Let him never forget the end of all preaching, Acts xxvi. 18. Let him alwars beliere now,—JEST POTT, that while he is preaching the truth of God, God will
work with him,' and make him useful. This persuasion will have a blessed effect upon the mind of the preacher and on his sermon; and besides, God will 'honour them that' thus •honour him.'
• You have an opportunity of hearing good preachers. Improve your privilege. I would not advise you to make any man your model; for then, you will unawares ape him, in his plan of sermonizing, his language, phraseology, tones of voice, and attitudes. This always creates disgust in sensible hearers. I have known some who have hurt themselves, by imitating some of the best models
. Every man looks best in his own clothes. Dili. gently observe the matter, arrangement, manner, and language of the preachers you hear. Let their excellences and their defects be improved for your own advantage. By others' faults wise men correct their own.' And I may add, improve by whatever you may see or hear, that is worthy of imitation. Only do not ape any
“ Endeavour to improve your own mode of arrangement of a subject, availing yourself of any help you can derive from men or books. Above all, proceed Paterfully: begin, continue, and end in prayer. Ftel spur dependence on the Lord for his help and blessing. If
the Lord work with you, good will be done. That is the end of preaching. Have much of Jesus and his salvation in your sermons. Let every precept and promise, every duty and privilege, and every threatening, be considered in connexion with the Saviour. Constantly “testify of him.'
“ Be deeply concerned always to feel your subject,before you preach,—while preaching,-after preaching. Pray for, and expect a present blessing, and often explicitly preach a present salvation—NOW, JUST NOW. This has a good effect. Distant objects appear small. The same objects when near appear quite different. What is said with regard to space, will hold good with regard to time. A blessing, an invaluable blessing, to be enjoyed sometime,-some distant time, or we know not when,however clearly exhibited, produces little emotion; but bring it near to the mind; encourage the penitent now, this moment, to look for pardon, &c. and he is moved. So the Christian believer should be directed now to look for full salvation. Preach in faith. Expect to be useful, because you are the servant of Christ and preach his truth, independent of any ability or disability in yourself.”
The rheumatic complaint induced by frequently sleeping in damp beds at an early period of his itinerancy, greatly increased while Mr. Entwisle laboured in the Sheffield and Bradford Circuits : so much indeed as to render it almost impossible at times to proceed in his work. He was frequently unable to dress or undress himself, and sometimes to lift either foot from the ground; and his pain was often extreme. And yet seldom could he be prevailed upon to omit an appointment or to accept a supply, if it were possible by any means to reach his place. Several times he proceeded to his appointment, when the affection of the lower extremities was such, that he could only advance at the rate of about a mile in an hour, and that by leaning his whole weight on his walking-stick, and dragging first one foot and then the other along the ground, until he reached his destination : he had then great difficulty in climbing the pulpit stairs; and when this task had been accomplished, he was unable to stand to preach without supporting himself by the desk.
This “thorn in the flesh” was greatly sanctified to
him, and furnished an opportunity for the exercise and edifying exhibition of the Christian graces with which his character was richly adorned: these shone forth with the brightest lustre when his pain was most severe. Never, even by his most intimate friends, was a murmur heard to escape his lips during the years through which he was the subject of this painful affliction. He was sweetly resigned to the will of God. He was more than submissive; he was cheerful : and often sang for joy when in extreme pain. He saw and acknowledged the hand of his Heavenly Father in the dispensation; he knew that his every act was LOVE; and that he designed that through this infirmity “the power of Christ” should more abundantly“ rest upon” him. And it was so. Indeed so manifestly did this gracious result issue from the affliction, that he was accustomed to call it his “old friend.” When a change of weather induced a more than ordinarily severe attack, he would usually remark to his family with a heavenly smile, “My old friend is come;" and painful as the intelligence might be to them, the visitor never appeared unwelcome to him. A few quotations from the journal of this period will best put the reader in possession of his feelings under this affliction.
“Sun. Jan. 22, 1822.-I have suffered much since Friday morning from rheumatic pain. This morning 1 was nearly two hours and a quarter in going to Clayton Heights, in much pain; but was favoured with divine aid in preaching. Being unable to go to dinner, I remained in the vestry, and had an excellent dinner on a little lovefeast-bread. Nearly a dozen pious men and women from some distance had brought their dinners with them; most of them had bread alone; two or three had a little cheese. We sung together, and I and two brethren prayed. God was present. Oh! how I should enjoy such a dinner often. At two o'clock our lovefeast began. It was a time that will long be remembered. After the Lovefeast I walked down to Horton, and preached with great enlargement on 1 Peter i. 10, and then walked home. After the labours of the day and acute pain every moment, I did not feel any fatigue in my spirits, and my soul was happy in my God and Saviour. My rheumatic attacks become more frequent :
sometimes I think I shall be unfitted for regular work in winter. Well, I am the Lord's servant. I am in his hands; and while he pleases to employ me, he will give me strength of body and vigour of mind. Lo! I come to do thy will, O God.
• Thurs. Feb. 7.—Very much distressed with rheumatic pain: with difficulty walked to Wibsey : worse after preaching: above two hours in walking two miles.
“ Frid. 8.- Preached at Horton on Psalm cxxxiü. Very good time. Visited four families. With difficulty crept home, a mile and a half in an hour and three quarters.
“ Sat. Feb. 9.—Never did I find from day to day such pleasure and satisfaction in my work as now; and yet there is a probability that I shall ere long be disabled for the regular work of a circuit. My rheumatic complaint seems to increase upon me: the pain is most acute. Last night I retired to rest exceedingly fatigued, as if I had been on a long journey: my rest was broken; and this morning I feel much indisposed. I am in doubt whether I can supply my places, Low-Moor and Horton, to morrow. I find this a cross; yet I seem called to submit. I desire a respite from pain and lameness for the sake of my work, and for no other reason. This is a 'thorn in the flesh'; and I hear my
Lord say, “My grace is sufficient for thee. My heart says, 'Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
“Bradford, Sunday morning, Feb 10.—I am now all alone in the house, my dear wife and servant being gone to the chapel. I found it necessary to get a supply for Low Moor this morning, hoping to be able to get to Horton at night. It is painful to my mind to omit any part of my work, and it is with great difficulty I can sometimes perform it. On Thursday and Friday evenings, it seemed sometimes as if I could not possibly get home. I found perfect resignation to the divine will: my heart said, 'Lord, I am the clay, thou art the potter.'
Latterly the Lord has favoured me with much of his presence.
My soul has advanced in the divine life: my work in private and in public has been pleasant to me, and I have had some special proofs of usefulness. • I love my Master,' and his work. My resolution is, to
give myself continually unto prayer, and the ministry of the word,' so long as the Lord shall enable me; and when it shall please him to lay me aside, or call me to my final reckoning, O may I be found acceptable in his sight! Now nearly fifty-five, I cannot reckon on many years of life and labour, even if I should attain to seventy years. But certain feelings occasionally in my chest, lead me to think that my labours will not be long protracted. I am in the hands of the Lord. My soul breathes the language of the poet:
• If in this feeble flesh I may
Awhile shew forth thy praise;
And lengthen out my days.
The common Saviour's name,
Quicken my mortal frame.
Which purges every stain;
“Mar. 1.—I have had a broken night. I certainly am declining in my bodily strength: I have many proofs of it in my own feelings. It is all right; I am in the Lord's hands. I seem called to labour in this circuit, and yet the labour is too much for me. My spirits keep me up: the hunger and thirst of large and attentive congregations act as powerful stimulants; and a growing sense of the importance of divine things carries me away. But the pain in my chest and head afterwards, tell me that I am going beyond my strength. What shall I do? - It is better to wear out, than rust out.”
On the 8th of July, Mr. Entwisle visited Haworth, and preached in connexion with Mr. Theobald and Mr. Stoner, at the re-opening of the chapel. He entertained a high respect for the memory of Mr. Grimshaw, and felt a lively interest in visiting the place of his residence. “Here,” he remarks, “good Mr. Grimshaw lived, and laboured, and died. I visited the church, and went into Mr. Grimshaw's pulpit. On the sounding-board over the head is printed, Behold, I bring you glad tidings,' &c. and To live is Christ, and to die is gain.' On the