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Title: Norwich Cheap Tracts No. 42: I'm Greatly Concerned about your Soul
Author: M. A. C.
Language: English
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GREATLY CONCERNED ABOUT YOUR SOUL***


Transcribed from the c1890’s Jarrold’s edition by David Price, email
ccx074@pglaf.org

                      [Picture: Public domain cover]

                      NORWICH CHEAP TRACTS.  No. 42.

                                * * * * *



                 “I’M GREATLY CONCERNED ABOUT YOUR SOUL.”


                                * * * * *

IN a small village in one of the Welsh counties, there lived an old
Independent minister who was peculiarly blessed in being settled amongst
a people who worked well with him, and did all in their power to lessen
his labours.  They were a prayerful people, and thought no work too
arduous, and no sacrifice too great, which would bring honour and glory
to the Saviour’s name.  Whilst in this state of peaceful prosperity, the
attention of this little flock was aroused by hearing of a new tenant,
who had come to reside at a farm, two or three miles from the little
village.  In due time he was visited, but much to the astonishment and
deep sorrow of the people, they found him to be very sceptical in his
notions; nay, worse, he was all but an infidel.  Great was their distress
when they discovered this; they did all in their power to try and make
him see the truth.  Tracts, bibles, and many other books were sent;
letters, and invitations to attend the chapel, but all of no use, he took
no notice, and at last they almost gave way to despair, for nothing
seemed to move him.

One night, after a public meeting in the little village chapel, Mr. S—,
one of the members, went into the vestry to the minister and said, “Sir,
what must we do for Mr. R— to make him see his danger?

“Nothing more,” replied the minister, “can be done; we have done all we
can do, and now we must leave it in the hands of our Heavenly Father.”
Mr. S— then went home, but felt that he had not done _all_ he could, and
would therefore try again.  He retired to his own room, and paced up and
down the whole night in great agony of mind.  No prayer would escape his
lips, but with his hands convulsively clasped and his head raised to
heaven, he inwardly wrestled with God in prayer for the conversion of his
erring brother.  The following morning he saddled his horse and rode off
to see Mr. R—, who was busy at work in his fields.  He dismounted, and
after the usual salutations, stood for a moment gazing at him without
speaking.  He knew not how to say that which he had on his mind—he felt
quite unnerved, the tears came into his eyes and rolled one after the
other down his cheeks, but no words would come; at last with a desperate
effort he exclaimed—“Sir, I’m greatly concerned about _your soul_.”  Then
as if he were ashamed of shewing his emotion he hastily mounted his horse
and rode off without another word.  Mr. R— stood motionless after seeing
this outburst of feeling, repeating, “Greatly concerned about _my soul_,
greatly concerned about _my_ soul, then surely it is time I began to be
concerned myself.”  He went on with his work, and tried to forget what he
had heard, but the words still kept ringing in his ears, “I’m greatly
concerned about your soul.”  He went home and occupied himself with
books, and did all in his power to drive off what he considered
disagreeable thoughts; but on they came, faster and faster, allowing him
no peace.  All that day and night, that important sentence was uppermost
in his mind, and he lay tossing on his bed exclaiming—“Oh! _why_ am _I_
not concerned about my own soul?”  As soon as morning dawned, he rose,
and having breakfasted, went to the little village and called upon the
minister.  He related what had passed, and then said, “Oh sir, why am _I
not_ concerned about my soul, and yet others are for me?”

_Minister_.  “Because you have never prayed to be made so.”

_Mr. R—_.  “But will He whom _you_ call God, answer the prayers of one
who has never acknowledged Him all his life?”

_Minister_.  “Yes, if you ask in _faith_, and for the sake of _His_ Son
Jesus Christ.  ‘Seek, and ye _shall_ find, knock, and it _shall_ be
opened unto _you_.’”

Mr. R— then left, but returned again in a few days saying that he had
prayed earnestly to God to awaken him to a sense of his danger, and he
was now anxious to devote himself to his Saviour.

_Minister_.  “Do you believe in Christ?”

_Mr. R—_.  “With all my heart.”

_Minister_.  “Are you willing to give up _all_ to Him if He should
require it?”

_Mr. R—_.  “Yes, _all_.”

_Minister_.  “How can you account for this great difference in your
feelings in so abort a time?”

_Mr. R—_.  “After I had left you the other day, I still kept pondering
over those words, ‘I’m greatly concerned about your soul,’ but still did
not feel very anxious myself.  I was more struck with the idea of a
comparative stranger being so deeply anxious about what concerned me so
little.  But I thought of what you had said, and I began to pray.
Suddenly a strange fear came upon me; I felt I was in danger, and needed
some one to rescue me.  I continued almost agonizing in prayer, ‘Lord,
save, or I perish;’ and as I prayed, He who stilled the tempest, also
stilled the tumult within my heart and gave me peace.  I felt Him to be
near unto me, and even as Jacob did, I wrestled for a blessing.  I sought
my bible, and then the whole plan of salvation became clear unto me, and
_now_ I want to begin to serve my Maker with all my power.”

Time passed on, and each day that once sceptical man grew in grace, and
in the knowledge of his Saviour; he became an earnest disciple, and went
about telling to the world around what a dear Saviour _he_ had found.

There we see an instance of how much good we may be the means of doing,
if we will only try.  _Seven_ words were the means of arousing that man.
The most lengthy and eloquent discourse will often fail, but a few words
spoken in love and with earnest prayer for their success, may pierce the
hardest heart.

Unconverted reader!  I’m greatly concerned about _your soul_.  _How_ do
you intend to answer the questions put to you at the last day?  How will
you dare to say, I _knew_ the way, but I _would not_ walk in it?  Do you
ever think of the future? do you remember that there _must be_ an end to
your life, and that you _must_ live again either in happiness or misery?
Oh! stop and think; ere you leap the fatal precipice, pray for mercy! and
remember that you _may_ live without Christ, but _how_ will you _die_
without Him?

Let me tell you again “I’m _greatly_ concerned about _your soul_,” and
earnestly pray that our Heavenly Father will, ere it is too late, make
you concerned about your own soul.

                                                                  M. A. C.

                                * * * * *

                _Price_ 4_d._ _per_ 100.—3_s._ _per_ 1000.
    4_s._ _per thousand_, _post free_, _by Samuel Jarrold_, _Norwich_.





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