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Show Letters from Northern Men. ducinrt bloodshed and revolution, and all its horrors ; and it would be 0 trampling upon the rights of your fellow-citi7.cns, as you did. I t is n work of time. God in his own time will bring it about; fcnr not. I sincerely trust your life mny be spared. If not, trust in the loving powr1· of God Almighty, and He will sustain you and give yon a St'at among the righteous martyrs wl10 l1nvc gone before you. Your family, no doubt, will be well tnkcn cnrc of, and mny the Lord in His Infinite Mercy be with you in life or death, is my most earnest prayer. Yon nrc g<>nerally believed to be an honest and up1·ight man, but a very deluded one on the subject of Slavel'y; and it being a delusion of judgment and not of principles, I pray you may have mercy extended to you and your associates. Yours truly, A LovEn OF J usTICE. "N ceds no reply," is the comment written on this l etter by John Brown himself. FROM :MARCUS SPRING. 'l'o J onN llnowN. EAOLESWOOD, Nov. 28, 1859. My Dear and V cncrated Sir : Ever since my clear wife and son's visit of sympathy to you, and your excellent wife's short sojourn with us, I have felt a strong de ire to write to you some words of cllCcring nnd strengthening sympathy. llut I could ~ay not'hing, <>f fhis kind, that is not better said in the two hymns I here send you, which have been blessings to me, and many others, in times of trial. \Vith the most earnest wi ·h and prayer that God may be ·with you to the last, and that in surrendering yonr life as nn offering in behalf of the oppressed, you may nl. o be enabled to feel, towards all who have misunderstood you, "Father forgive tl1cm, for they know not what they do," nnd "incline the hearts of this people to do Justly, lovtl mercy, and walk lmmbly before God," ns the o·nly course of true srafety, and solid national prosperity and PEACE, I remain, sincerely your friend, MARcus SrmNo. UounAO'E AND IIorF.. Awake, our souls ; away our fears; Let every trembling thought be gone; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put n cheerful coUI·agc on. True 'tis n strait and thorny road, And mortal Rpirits tire and faint ; :Put they forget the mighty God, '\Vho fceqs the strgngth of cycry saint; Letters frotn N orth ern Men. ThI e mighty God, whose bo un dl css power s ever new and ever youn,. And firm endures, while counot,lnos 'l'h · . ""' years Clr cvcrlastmg circle run. From Thee, the ovcrflowin,. sp .· . ~f b ling, ... y Ro ul ~;hall drink a fresh I 'V~lilc such as trw;t their nntiv:u~t~~ i th Shall melt awn'· and d . g , J 1 oop and die. Swift as an can-lc euts the air 'vc:ll mount aloft to thine ~bode ; On wm~s of l~vc our souls hall fly, Nor tire nmtdst the heavenly r oad. "N EAll.En, MY Gon To T , r H EE. N carer, m.y God ' t o 1'1l ee, nearer to Th ' E'cn though it be n cross tha t raiscth m:~. Stlll all my song shall be, . 11 Nearer, m God ' y ' to 1 hcc, - nearer to Thee., Though like the wanderer, the sun d Darkne b gone own, . ss c over me, my I·cst a stone . Yet m my dreams I'd be , 1 ' Nearer , my G o d , t o l'hc e,-nearer to Thee." AThlle re1 let the way n ppcar stop s 1fnto liPaven . t lat tllou scnclcst me in mer cy gi von . , Angels to beckon me ' 11 Nearer my a d T , o , to hcc,- nearer to Thee." Then with my wakinrt th h . Out of . o oug ts bnght with thy praise my stony gncfs llcthcl I'll raise . , So by my WOEs to be · 11 N carer m - G d ' Y 0 ' to Thee,-nearer to Thee." Or, if on J'oyful · 1 · S wmg, c cavmg the sky sruun' m11o on d ' I an stars forgot, upward I fly 1 n my song shall be ' ~·N , carer my God t 1'1 ' ' 0 lee,-nearer to Thee." s. F. ADAMS. 41 1 |