“We share each other’s joys,
Each other’s burdens
bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.”
But God has come nearer still unto us as an Association, and has taken one of our little number, dear sister Elizabeth C. Hamilton, who was one of the four mothers who met together to converse and to ask counsel of our pastor on the subject of forming this Association. On the 11th of October, her spirit took its flight from this frail tenement of clay, as we humbly trust to the mansions of the blest. With her bereaved and afflicted companion and infant daughters, we do most sincerely sympathize. May we remember that we have promised to seek the spiritual and eternal interests of her children as we do that of our own! Let us not cease to pray for her children until we shall hear them lisping forth the praises of the dear Redeemer. As we commence a new year, shall we not commence anew to live for God? Ere another year has gone, some one of this our little number may be called from time to eternity; and shall we not prove what prayer can do; what heavenly blessings it will bring down upon our offspring? But perhaps some mother will say, I should esteem it the dearest of all privileges, if I could lay hold in faith on God’s blessed promises, but when I would do so a sense of my own unworthiness shuts my mouth. But which of God’s promises was ever made to the worthy recipient? Are they not all to the unworthy and undeserving? And if “Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon his knees,” shall we not take courage, and claim God’s blessed promises for ours, and often in silence and in solitude bend the knee for those we love most dear?