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tink it too much die for wicked sinner: why should wicked sinner tink it too much to die for so goot and righteous a Saviour?'
'I think and hope I may say to you, William, thy faith hath made thee whole.'
Thus ended my examination for the present. The other friends who were in the house listened with the most affectionate anxiety to all that passed. One of them observed, not without evident emotion,
'I see, Sir, that tho' some men are white, and some are black, true Christianity is all one color. My own heart is gone with this good man every word he has spoken.'
'And so has mine," gently re-echoed from every part of the room.
After some more time in more general conversation on the subject of the Negro's history: I said, 'Let us now praise God, for the rich and unspeakable gift of his grace, and sing the hymn of 'redeeming love,'
Now begin the heavenly theme. g aloud in s name, &c.
which was accordingly done. Whatever was the merit of the natural voices, it was plain there was melody in all their hearts.
The Negro was not much used to our way of singing yet joined with great earnestness and affection, that shewed how truly be felt what was uttered. When the 6th verse was ended,
Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love;
e repeated the worls almost unconscious where he was.
No, noting, noting but redeeming love bring him own to poor William, noting but redeeming love.'
The following verses were added, and sung by way conclusion:
