In this Memoir, very much has been preserved of Mr M'Cheyne's own words, as well as
feelings. Still there is a defect quite apparent. All who knew him not only saw in him a
burning and a shining light, but felt also the breathing of the hiddden life of God; and
there is no narrative that can fully express this peculiarity of the living man. Yet
nevertheless, as I have had the prayers of many, and have myself throughout asked the Lord
to guide me with His eye, I believe He will not let this record of His servant go forth
unblessed. Many of his most precious Letters will be found, in whole or in part, in this
volume.
The Portrait is not an exact likeness: it was executed after his death from a very
imperfect sketch by himself; but it will recall his form to all who knew him.
It is now a year since he rested from his labours; and this memoir is a record of some
of those works that follow him.