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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 14, 1869

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 34, No. 12.

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WM. AND MARY BROWN

By WM. BROWN; MARY BROWN

From Bro. and Sr. Brown.

DEAR BRETHREN AND SISTERS: Through the intercessions of our dear Saviour, we are still spared monuments of his mercy; and we feel to render unto God our thanks and praise. The door of sweet mercy is still open, and Christ, our mediator, is calling after precious souls, and gathering them into the fold before it shall be forever too late. Oh! may we heed this call, and see that all of our wrongs are put away, and our names retained in the Lamb’s book of life, that in the day of God’s wrath, we may be found with his redeemed people.
Though young, and without a deep experience in the things of religion, we feel the need of a closer walk with God, and a willingness to lay all upon the altar, knowing that time is short, and the enemy is working with great power. Oh! how much of the love and grace of God do we need in our hearts at the present time, that we may be able to resist all the temptations surrounding us, and remain steadfast in the cause of present truth. We long to have these precious truths stamped more deeply on our minds, that we may live them out more perfectly before those with whom we are called to associate, that our influence may tend to gather with the Lord, rather than to scatter abroad. What a great responsibility rests upon us, as the professed people of God, and what a work we have to accomplish, if ever permitted to dwell in the kingdom.
We wish to put the work off no longer, but now, while it is to-day, make thorough preparation for the future. We feel that we cannot rest satisfied until we have a clear evidence that pardon is written opposite our sins, and we daily have the approbation of our Heavenly Father. Not until then shall we know what it is to enjoy the full depths of a Saviour’s love. We feel that rather than enjoy the riches and transitory pleasures of this poor, sin-cursed earth for a season, we would prefer a humble position with the people of God, that we may at last dwell
“On the banks beyond the stream, Where the fields are ever green, There’s no night; but endless day; There is where the angels stay, “Flowers of fadeless beauty there, Tree of life, with foliage rare, Fruits the most inviting grow, There is where we want to go.”
Your brother and sister, seeking for that land.

WM. AND MARY BROWN

Jeff. Co., N. Y.