MASS. SABBATH SCHOOL SOCIETY,
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"JESUS SAYS SO."
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SARAH G- was one of several children,
living with their parents in a narrow lane
in London. Early in the year 1847, Sa-
rah's father had met with a serious acci-
dent, and was then in the hospital, where
he remained for many weeks a severe suf-
ferer. Sarah and her brothers, deprived
of the usual means of support, and their
mother being in constant attendance on
her husband, were consequently often left
in great necessity. More than once have
these little ones been known to reach the
hour of four or five in the afternoon, before
taking any food ; but amidst all their pri-
vations, no complaint was heard from the
lips of Sarah. It was not known until
after her death, how silently, yet how
powerfully, the Spirit of God was, even at
this time, working in her heart.
There was nothing particularly attrac-
tive in her appearance; quiet and unob-
trusive, she seemed to the outward ob-
server like most other children ; but "the
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Lord seeth not as man seeth." The Great
Shepherd of the sheep had his eye on this
little lamb of the fold, and marked her for
his own. At home she was gentle and
affectionate, obedient to her parents, and
during their absence she watched kindly
over her little brothers.
Her poor family tasted largely of the
cup of sorrow, but poverty and distress,
instead of producing impatience and un-
kindness, seemed to bind each one more
closely to the other. They experienced
the truth of those words: Better is a
dinner of herbs where love is, than a stall
ed ox and hatred therewith," Prov. 15:
17. Better is a dry morsel, and quiet-
ness therewith, than a house full of sacri-
fices with strife," Prov. 17: 1.
The death of her youngest brother ap-
peared to make a strong impression on
Sarah's mind; she said she liked to think
she had a brother in heaven. Soon after
that event, she was admitted into a Sab-
bath school, and it was her delight in the
week to prepare her lessons. Sunday
is such a happy day," she would say ; and
on that morning she would rise earlier
than uaual to get ready for school.
A little circumstance, which occurred
at this time, marked her tenderness of
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conscience. A new bonnet had been
promised to her, but not arriving at the
time she had hoped, her disappointment
was so great that she shed many tears.
This was mentioned to a friend, who
talked to her about it. Sarah made no
remark at the time, but afterwards she
said to her mother, I did not know be-
fore that it was wrong to cry when we
were disappointed; I will try not to do so
again ;" and in the evening her father
overheard her begging God to forgive her
pride and fretting about the bonnet.
Another feature in Sarah's character
may be here noticed: this was her love of
truth. She has never deceived me,"
was her mother's frequent remark. I
cannot remember a single instance of un-
truth, even in play," and perhaps this
truthfulness of spirit enabled her the more
Readily to trust the word of another.
" She promised me," Sarah would say,
and on the promise she would ever rest,
in all the sweet dependence of a child.
Surely this may speak a word to those
professing to be the followers of Him who
keepeth his promise for ever-tWe cove-u
narit-keeping God. How lightly are pro-
mises often made! how carelessly 'and
thoughtlessly broken !
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Sarah was only permitted to attend the
Sabbath school for a few weeks. Her
health and strength failed, and soon she
was confined to her room, then to her bed,
which she scarcely left for several months.
But now the work of God within her be-
came more evident. It was a pleasant
service to sit by the bed of this young
disciple, and read and talk with her of a
Saviour's love. She said but little, ex-
cept in answer to questions, but her bright
and happy countenance showed how wel-
come was the subject. Who that wit-
nessed her simple, child-like faith, would
not acknowledge the fruit of the Spirit's
teaching ? It was the more apparent, as
she had but little help from man, and few
outward advantages, not even being able
to read; but she treasured up in her mind
all she heard, and it was as food to her
soul, the joy and rejoicing of her heart.
At an early period of her illness, a
violent attack of pain and palpitation of
the heart made her think she was dying,
and she told her mother so, adding, But
I am not afraid, I am so happy." What
makes you so happy ?" was asked. "Be-
cause I am going to heaven, and when I
pray to Jesus, my heart seems lifted up."
" But, Sarah, do you think your ains are
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forgiven?" "Yes, mother, I am sure
so." What makes you so sure ?"
" Because Jesus says so."
"Jesus says,"-this was ever the ground
of her confidence, and proved to all around
her the Saviour's oft-repeated lesson,-
" Whosoever shall not receive the king-
dom of God as a little child, shall in no
wise enter therein."
Sarah lingered many weeks after this.
Her mind was full of peace; as she lay
on her sick bed, no shade of fear passed
over her, all was sunshine within. This
one happy thought filled her mind,-
"Jesus loves me, I am going to heaven."
A friend wishing to find out on what
her hopes of happiness rested, and if she
had a real sense of sin, said to her, You
talk much of going to heaven, tell me, do
you deserve to go there" Oh, no,"
was her reply, "I do not deserve it."
"Why not?" In a solemn tone, she
answered, Because I have sinned." It
was remarked, "How then can you go
there! Heaven is such a holy place, no
sin can enter there." With the brightest
smile she quietly replied, "Ah! but Jes*
says he will wash away all mr sia,
make my soul quite white, ath. he w
carry me there,"
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Oh that all would learn of her thus to
take Jesus at his word! What an enemy
to peace is an unbelieving heart!
None spoke ill of this little girl, even
those who knew her least remarked, "she
was a good pleasant child," but her grate-
ful affection beamed strongly towards all
who showed her any kindness, and one
who watched her with interest throughout
her illness, will not soon forget the earn-
est smile of welcome with which she was
always greeted, when too ill to speak.
Thus she told her thanks.
Once, the 163d Psalm was read to her,
with some remarks on David's causes of
thankfulness. It was remarked, You,
too, Sarah, have many things to bless God
for; for what do you thank him most?"
She answered, "Oh, I thank him most for
sending Jesus from heaven to save me."
Many were the words of comfort she
spoke to her poor sorrowing mother,
whose heart at times seemed almost bro-
ken at the prospect of losing her. She
said, You will not cry, when I am in
heaven, dear mother. 1 am only going a
little .wie first, and you will soon fol-
low ;,'~ nd once, on an occasion of deep
family distress, she pointed to the surest
ay for relief, saying, Mother, why do
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you cry so? Does not the Bible say God
cares for the sparrows, and are not you
better than a sparrow ? 0 mother, pray,
do pray, and then you will be so happy."
So calmly, so peacefully, did this young
disciple enter the dark valley, that truly
she might have said,
There's nothing terrible in death
To those who go to heaven."
Resting in her Saviour's love she feared
no evil, his rod and his staff they comfort-
ed her; sin was her only dread. Her only
fear was that of offending her heavenly
Father, and on this point she often did
express much anxiety, saying, Do tell
me if I have done wrong. I do not want
to sin; I am so afraid of making 'God
angry. Sometimes my sins look so black,
and seem to come between me and God."
Then, as if she still felt secure in the ofily
hiding-place for sinners, she ad&ed, "LBut
Jesus says he will take them all away,
and wash me whiter than snow."
She delighted much in some little books
suited to her age and circumstances that
were read to her; one entitled, The
Infant's Prayer," and another, The
White Robes," were her greatest favor-
ites. In allusion to the last of these, she
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often prayed, "0 Lord Jesus, hear a poor
little girl, do give me that beautiful white
dress, without one spot or one stain;" and
once when her mother noticed a little hurt
on her arm occasioned by her putting on a
change of dress, she sweetly said, "Never
mind that, dear mother; my next dress
will not hurt me."
It was very pleasant to see the affection
manifested by her brothers towards their
little sick sister, and she repaid their kind-
ness by anxiously entreating them to care
for their souls. To her father she said,
I want you to promise me one thing-to
meet me in heaven. 0 father do love
Jesus. 1 love him, indeed I do; but I
want you to love him too. There is only
one Jesus, one Saviour; and, father, he
is so holy." Then turning to her mother,
who was standing by her bed, she added,
You do love Jesus, but, 0 mother, pray
do love him more, and more, and more ;"
she spoke with such energy, as if to im-
press her parents with her own feeling, as
almost startled them.
In this state of mind Sarah drew near
the end of her pilgrimage, and it was not
until about three days before her death
that even the shadow of a cloud seemed
to darken her path. Then, for the first
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time, her mind was agitated with doubts
as to her Saviour's love for her, and very
distressing to those around her were her
anxious cries for pardon. Father, for-
give me, for Jesus Christ's sake," was
her constant petition. She was visited by
a minister and by several Christian friends,
who used every effort to give her relief,
but for some time all in vain; she seemed
unable to lay hold on any promise for her
comfort. One of these friends especially
felt a deep interest in the dear child,
though she had not known her until now.
Of her little Sarah asked most earnestly,
" Do you think that Jesus loves me ? "
She was assured that he did. Do you
know he loves me ?" she asked; and
then followed the solemn inquiry, How
do you know it?" After reading and
talking with her for some time, she beg-
ged her friend would pray with her to
make her a little happy?" and afterwards
in her own words, she would again plead
with God, Father, forgive me, for Jesus
Christ's sake, and wash me in his blood,
and make me a good girl, and take me to
heaven." On one occasion she said, I
wish I could be a little happy,-I want
something, I do not know what I want."
She was answered, I think I can tell
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you what you want, it is peace, it is to
feel that God has pardoned all your sins."
" Yes," she replied, "I think that is it."
At another time, when talking of the
joys of heaven, Yes," she said, they
are singing, Glory, glory, glory," re-
ferring to her favorite hymn, beginning,
"Around the throne of God in heaven,
Thousands of children stand."
But, as her friend says, it is not possible
to convey her manner, her sweet tone and
look. She said, I wish I could go to
heaven now, up through this ceiling, now
while I feel a little happy." But, my
dear child, you cannot go to heaven in
this way. You must die first; Jesus died;
we must all die ; it is God's appointed
way for us to get to heaven." "Oh I
do not mind my sufferings, but 1 wish I
was there now."
Once she spoke rather impatiently, I
wish I could die, I wish I could die."
She was reminded, Jesus says, 'If you
love me, keep my commandments;' and
though you cannot obey God's will now
in the same way as if in health, you can
still suffer all he appoints." She quickly
asked, Will Jesus be angry if I am not
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patient I will try, then, and pray to
him to make me patient."
Satan for a short season seemed per-
mitted to make trial of her faith and love,
and she struggled hard against his attacks.
But the dear little one was safe in the
arms of her Good Shepherd, and none
could pluck herout of his hand. Her anx,
ious prayers were heard and answered,
and peace was restored to her soul. Her
brightened countenance required not the
addition of words to assure her friends of
this, and yet they rejoiced to hear her say,
" I am quite happy; I know Jesus loves
me, and I shall soon see him."
On the Sabbath, her last day on earth,
she was very feeble, only able to utter a
single word at'a time, but her heart was
full of thankfulness towards all who had
cared for her, and especially to those who
had sought to comfort her in her last dis-
tress, begging her mother would "always
At night, as her parents were watching
beside her, she suddenly raised herself,
and, throwing her arms alternately round
the neck of each, seemed to take a last
farewell. She was unable to speak, but
to her mother's inquiry, Tell me once
again, my child, are you quite happy?"
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she replied by lifting up her hand, and
pointing to heaven, while the brightest
smile lighted up her countenance. This
was her last act of consciousness. She
lingered a few hours without any apparent
suffering, and then her happy spirit took
its flight, and joined the blissful company,
that, having washed their robes and made
them white in the blood of the Lamb, are
ever before the throne of God, rejoicing
in their Saviour's love.
Sarah died at the age of eleven years,
in August, 1848.
Dear reader, before you close this book,
ask, Am 1 like Sarah G--? Have I
ever prayed to Jesus to wash away all my
sins, and make my soul quite white in his
precious blood?" And then have you
begged him to take you to heaven when
you die, that you may be happy with him
Sfor ever If not, do not wait another
day, but entreat him now to give you his
Holy Spirit to teach you to love him.
Remember, it is this kind Saviour who
calls you, who says, Suffer the little
children to come to me, and forbid them
not;" and who promises to gather the
lambs with his arm, and to carry them in