^. %■ t ^ ii^ifc- I B RARY OF THL UN IVLRSITY or ILLINOIS m)e JBvtam, t* , , ., ^' THAT HAD A GREAT DEAL OF TRUTH IN IT; A FEW HINTS TO CHURCH-GOERS. By E. M. Eioentg^stxtfj Ei^ousantf. »Sjv««*^itfM<3» LONDON: JOHN HUGHES, 12, AVE MARIA LANE. M.DCCC.LI. ^f^t ISream. As I sat on a grassy bank, dear reader, one fine sum- mer evening, beneath a spreading oak, surrounded with sweet rural sights and sounds, I began to meditate on many things which the scene brought to my mind. The pastures clothed with verdure ; the browsing sheep and cattle ; the copse on the hill-side ; the neat farms ; the labouring poor occupied in their various work ; the cheerful, pleasant, English - looking village with its street of cottages, some of which were also dotted about the neighbouring fields, and most of them with a well- filled garden ; and above and in the midst of all, as if to remind every one of Him whose house it especially was, the church, with its old grey-looking tower, en- gaged my notice, and led me to many thoughts both pleasant and profitable. Now while I was thus musing, lulled by the soft air and the sound of a brook that ran at a little distance, I fell asleep ; and in my sleep I thus dreamed. I seemed to be standing within a little space of that old parish church, while from its grey tower the bells were sending forth their Sunday chimes, clear and loud; for it was the Lord's day, and a fine sunny morning, inviting every creature, from man to the smallest fly, to come forth into its warmth and brightness. I heard the lark carol on high, the thrush and blackbird warble in the hedge, the bees hum amid the blossoms ; while the flowers, yet moist with the dews of night, filled the air with fragrance. There was a stillness and calm around, such as marks the Sabbath morn in our own dear land, (and long, O good and gracious Father of mercies, may it mark it !), arising from the absence of the usual THE DREAM. weeR-day sounds of labour and industry. As I tl.u^ stood, and there came over my soul a mingled solemnity and joy in the Lord, there seemed to speak, or rather to breathe forth in soft and most sweet notes, a kind of voice (yet not like any speech or language) from every flower, shrub, and tree, from every field, copse, and gar- den, rom each winged insect and all cattle, from creep- ing things and flying fowl, from the sun in the blue sky arching over me, and the dew-drops on the grass of the earth spread around me ; and it said, Praise the Lord; Jor the Lord is good: oh, sijig praises unto His Name ; Jor it is lovely. Nor could I forbear joining in this chorus of all nature to her Maker and Lord, fo? Tv^ '?' ''^^""^ "*"^^ ^'^'^^^^ up ^^ith love and praise • and thus 1 sung in my dream : — The heavens, Lord ! Thy power proclaim. And the earth echoes back Thy Name ; len thousand voices speak Thv might, And day to day, and night to liight, Utter Thy praise, Thou, Lord, above — Ihy praise, Thy glory, and Thy love. All things I see, or hear, or feel, ■Thy wisdom, goodness, power reveal : The glorious orb that shines on high,' The clouds that float across the sky The lowliest flower that cheers the dells, I he ripphng wave, the stream that swells. The breeze that o'er the garden plavs, Ihe farthest planet's glimmering ravs. The dew upon the distant hill. The vapours that the valley fill. The grove's untutor'd harm'ony,— All speak, and loudly speak, of Thee. And we, creation's princes, we, The children of the Deity ; The favoured race, whose thoughts can soar Heaven's brightest, highest, concave o'er • And hold above created things ' Communion with the King of Kings,— Shall we not praise and worship Thee Thou infinite Divinity ? * 4 THE DREAM. Thank Thee for what we know, and own Thou hidest what is best unknowTi ? Sliall we not swell the harmony Wliich all creation tunes to Thee ? Yea ; our whole heart, and soul, and voice. Shall in this general praise rejoice, And join the ever-during hymn With cherubim and seraphim, And all to whom a tongue is given, To worship Thee, the Lord of Heaven, And now the church-chimes died away, and a single bell gave warning that the worship of God would soon commence within those ancient walls. And I saw that the congregatio-n were coming together; and as they passed through the little wicket -gate and along the smooth gravelled walk of the churchyard, I knew most of them as my neighbours and fellow - parishioners. There came Joseph Smith, the old pensioner, hobbling along with the help of two sticks; and Ralph West, with his white hairs, and bent down with age and many years of hard labour, leaning on one staff; and two or three very old women creeping feebly and slowly onward. These had realised the Psalmist's words (Psalm xc. J 0) : The days of man are threescore years and ten ; and though men he so strong that they come to fourscore years^ yet is their strength then hut labour and sorrow. And there came, walking two and two, the school-chil- dren, clean and tidy in their Sunday clothes, and look- ing healthy and happy, but, I feared, most of them with little thought beyond the present hour or day. Then I remembered, that childhood and youth are vanity (Eccles. xi. 10); and that prayer of David (Psalm XXV. 7), Oh, remember not the sins of my youth ; and that advice of the wise preacher (Eccles. xii. 1), Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shall say, I have no pleasure in them. There came many of various ages between these, and of all ranks : the squire of the parish, with his lady and THE DREAM. O daughters, and their servants ; three or four farmers, his tenants ; the two village shopkeepers, with their families ; Edward Rose also, the blacksmith; Walter Main, the carpenter; and several of the labourers. But I saw not many of their wives : and I tliought that some could not leave their young families, and I hoped it was so ; while others had chosen, perhaps, to lie so late in bed on the Sunday morning, that they had still their household work to do ; and I feared it was thus with some. Nor could I see Frank Holmes, the keeper of the beer-shop; though I knew he was not only a very stirring man about his worldly business, but lived hard by the churchyard. But I observed Dame Burgess, whose cottage was a full mile from the church, and she was sickly, and had a good big family about her; which brought to my mind the old saying, " Where there's a will, there's a way ;" and I saw how very true it was as respects going to church. Now as I thus stood in my dream, there came up to me one whom I could not recollect to have seen before. He was a very grave and reverend-looking person ; yet withal so peaceful and calm, and with such a devout joy in his countenance, that I felt a mingling of awe and delight, of fear and love, as I looked on him. And it came into my mind that perhaps he was an angel (for you know, dear reader, that we have strange thoughts in dreams), and I had learnt from holy Scripture that angels are attendants (1 Cor. xi. 10) on the worship- ping assemblies of Christians. Then he asked me, " Knowest thou wherefore this people are coming toge- ther ?" "Sir," said I, "to worship God in His house are they meeting, and to find that promise of Jesus, their Lord and Master, fulfilled to tliem (Matt, xviii. 20), Where two or three are gathered together i?i My Name^ there am I in the midst of them." Then he said, " Is it not also written in the word of the Lord (James iv. 8), Draw nigh to God, and He will draw fiigh to you?" And I answered, "Of a truth, sir, it rs : and surely these persons will find it so." Then said he, 6 THE DREAM. " Every word of God is true, and will be fulfilled in Christ Jesus to them that believe and obey ; but is it not also written of some (Isaiah xxix. 13), This people draw near to Me with their mouth, and with their lips do honour Me, but have removed their heart far from Me .?" Then I replied, " Sir, God forbid that this should be the case of any whom we see coming together." Then he said, " God is a Spirit^ and they that worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth (John iv. 24-). But I am now come to shew thee some of the wrong- doings and carelessness of this people regarding the house of God and His worship, for thine own instruction, and that thou mayest admonish others, that all may henceforth come together for the better and not for the worse." Then I began to be much concerned, and to fear. And he said to me : " What I shall shew thee are not, indeed, the most flagrant and sinful of the abominations which are committed by man against the sanctuary of God, but yet are things very evil and ruinous to souls." Now I saw in my dream, dear reader, that he led me a little aside up a small garden to the door of a neat cottage, wherein sat a middle-aged man, and he was reading, not his Bible or Prayer-book, or a sermon, but a newspaper. And, as he read, he sometimes laughed aloud, and sometimes looked very full of cares, as one that \vas much taken up with what he read. Then I heard one, who I thought was his wife, say to him, " John, do pray put aside the news, for you have done nothing but read it all this morning; and make haste and get ready for church, for there is but a little time ere the prayers begin." With that, I saw that he shortly arose, and, throwing by the newspaper, took up his hat, and hurried out of the house. But he neither went up into his chamber, that he might pray in secret to God for a blessing on what he was going about ; nor so much as stopped to recollect himself and get rid of his wandering worldly thoughts ere he went into his Lord's presence ; nor did he look serious, as one about to ask for thin: w r^' '.^.^i -m ^ t^- X ^ m. -m ^... ^^ # ^T'^^^^'^i" .'^^ l«5^t ih,%» &*t'