“All the promises of God are in Him, yea; and in Him, amen; unto the glory of God;” then, why doubt them? since God’s own honour, and faithfulness, which are dearer to Him than aught beside, are concerned in their fulfilment.  The christian believer has nothing to do with the difficulties, or seeming delay of the accomplishment; but only with the unfailing word of God.  If you find the promise, take it, hold it fast; and, according to thy faith, it shall be done unto thee.  Mrs. Lyth believed the word of God; and when a promise was applied to her mind, she did not lose sight of it; but patiently waited until it was redeemed.  More than one instance occurs in her journal, in which she refers back to some promise, which she had previously received; and the fulfilment of which, she was expecting.  This was particularly the case with reference to her mother’s experience, who, though not forsaken, passed her latter days in mourning, being pressed down by constant affliction, and the weight of years.  Mrs. Lyth felt acutely on this account; but, the promise given in answer to prayer, "At evening time it shall be light," was held fast, through a period of five years.  The period of its redemption was at hand.

“1831.—­’Let Thy statutes be my delight in the house of my pilgrimage.’  As my journey shortens, may the assurance of a happy reception at the end, increase:  I think it does.  I have a blessed conviction that, through the merits of my Redeemer, I shall see Him without a veil between.  This hope makes my spirit rejoice, when nothing external excites me.  Musing on my way to the city, upon the ‘charity’ that ‘never faileth,’ and its many excellent attributes; I found myself deficient in that, which ‘thinketh no evil.’  Under some circumstances, I am apt to draw hasty conclusions.  O forgive, and help Thy dust to be more guarded.—­A friend calling in, I took up my cross, (for it was one,) to go to the prayer-meeting; the night being dark, the roads dirty, and the place distant:  but I was well repaid.  A goodly number were present, and the Lord was there.—­My husband was at York with the gig.  Mr. H. called to inform us, that in consequence of the wind, and drifted snow, he thought it would be impossible for him to return home.  Concerned for his safety, I sent a man and horse to meet him, and betook myself to prayer; which the Lord condescended to hear, and answer:  for after my husband had forced his way through many snow-drifts, the harness broke, just as the man met him; and he could not have proceeded further without assistance:  so in the time of need there was help.  I could not but regard it as providential, that Mr. H. called; and also that the man arrived at the moment he was required.  My obligations to the Lord increase daily.—­The twenty-fifth anniversary of my wedding day.  THEN, my husband tells me, the bloom of the rose sat on my cheek; NOW, I am shrinking into an old woman, hair grey, teeth gone, bloom faded, and my eyes dim:  but, through the mercy of God,