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page 183 precious blood fell upon my guilty sould and "arrayed it in fine linen, white and clean." Pastor called to see me before meeting, and I was pleased to learn that he had so modified the usual proceedings of Christmas festivals last evening, as to remove most of the objectionable features to such affairs in the church. May the next be still less conformed to the ways of the world, and be more in accordance with true Christian piety. Saturday, Dec. 28th. - Still another week gone and I have done literally nothing either for my own benefit, or for that of any other; altogether a very unprofitable week. The uncertainty of my affairs has worried me exceedingly, and I have suffered them to come between me and my God too much. My faith has been too weak in consequence and I have not laid hold of the blessed promises of God as I should have done. It is only in the prayer meeting, and when I get alone in my room with my precious Bible, and take my pen to record the thoughts to which it gives me, that I fully realise all the blessings my heavenly Father bestows upon me daily. The Psalm (77th) that I read this morning carries me back to the day in which I was called out of nature's darkness into