*' Marion Harvie, a young woman, not twenty years of age, on her way to the place of execution, was interrupted hi her devotions : on which she turned to her fellow-prisoner, Isabel Alison, and said, ' Come, Isabel, let us sing the 23d Psalm j' which accordingly they did, Marion repeating the psalm line by line without book. Being come to the scaffold, after singing the 84th Psalm, and reading the 3d of Malachi, she said, ' I am come here to-day for avowing Christ to be the head of his church, and King in Zion. They say I would murder; but I declare, I am free of all matters of fact ; I could never take the life of a chicken but my heart shrinked. But it is only for my judgment of things that I am brought here. I leave my blood on the council and the Duke of York.' At this the soldiers interrupted, and would not allow her to speak any."— Cloud of Witnesses.
Muckle Kate Not a very ordinary name! But then, Muckle Kate, or Big Kate, or Kate-Mhor, or Kate of Lochcarron was not a very ordinary woman! The actual day of her salvation is difficult to trace to its sunrising, but being such a glorious day as it was, we simply wish to relate something of what shone forth in the redeemed life of that "ill-looking woman without any beauty in the sight of God or man." Muckle Kate was born and lived in Lochcarron in the county of Ross-shire. By the time she had lived her life to its eighty-fifth year she had well-earned the reputation of having committed every known sin against the Law of God with the exception murder. Speaking after the manner of men, if it took "Grace Abounding" to save a hardened sinner like John Bunyan, it was going to take "Grace Much More Abounding" to save Muckle Kate. However, Grace is Sovereign and cannot be thwarted when God sends it on the errand of salvation, and even the method used in bri...
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