to our pulpits,—too many on the benches, and too many in the pews. The land is like the valley in Ezekiel’s vision, full of bones, and those very dry. There are dead souls in all our parishes, and dead souls in all our streets. There is hardly a family in which all live to God. There is hardly a house in which there is not some one dead. Oh! search and look at home. Prove your own self. See too how sad is the condition of all who have gone through no spiritual change, whose hearts are still the same