"I, even I will not Remember thy sins."
Precious assurance, bearing on its face the character of divine love. Man, when transgressed against, sometimes forgives but seldom forgets. Nor is this unknown to the offender, and a consciousness of it creates uneasiness and restraint while in companionship with the offended. But in this cheering promise, there is assurance of free, unlimited intercourse with one against whom we have trespassed all our days. By one generous and magnanimous stroke, is to be wiped out of remembrance the accumulated misgivings and wrongs of a life period: "I, even I am he that blotteth out thy transgressions for mine own sake, and will not remember thy sins." How well is this for man—for his future composure and enjoyment. How could he continue in the sunshine of God's holy presence, with a knowledge of his dark deeds committed on earth still in the divine remembrance? Rather, like our first parents, he would be found shrinking into some secret corner, enveloped only in the mantle of shame. But thanks to our heavenly Father, it is not so to be. Redeemed, purified in his Saviour's blood, the remotest stain of his original crimson entirely cleansed, the ransomed sinner will enter his Maker's presence with this holy promise assuring him; and overjoyed at his happy condition, he will continue ages on ages to roam fearlessly and freely the boundless dominion of that kind Parent whose countenance will be one continual smile.—Am. Messenger.