"I told you a
falsehood," said she, "last Monday, in saying that I had dedicated
myself to the Saviour, when I had not." Perhaps she thought at that
time, that she had thus dedicated herself to the Saviour, but
afterwards found that she had deceived herself. In this wretched state
of mind, she continued until half-past ten o'clock that night, when she
came into Mr. Spaulding's house, where I then was, and wished to know
what she must do to be saved. She was told, as she had often been told
before, that she must dedicate herself entirely to her Saviour. She went
away, and returned the same night at about half-past eleven o'clock,
saying, that she had found HIM.
"Friends, is not my case amazing?
What a Saviour I have found."
My dear young friends, are there any of you who have never given your
hearts to Christ? If so, let me entreat you to follow the example of
that dear little girl of whom I have now been speaking. She found it to
be necessary to give her heart to the Saviour, and I hope that she did
give it to him. O that you too might give up your hearts to him. Alas,
if you do not, you must soon go down to eternal burnings where you will
be constrained to cry out, Lost, lost, lost for ever! Be careful, my
dear children, O be careful that this young girl does not rise up
against you in the last day, and condemn you.
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