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By the side of those worthies left on
record, Though weak in themselves were made
strong in the Lord. Then why should the subject engender a
strife, When we give you the name of Lapi
doth's wife? Her name it was Deborah, meaning
bee,” The place of her dwelling, the noted
palm-tree; You have gone to this tree, the boughs
have laid hold, The fruit you have eaten, the new and
the old : In the hive of the church, by Jesus made
free, We cannot mistake his Deborah, the bee. Your heart will respond to the truths we
have spoke, And to others you'll prove how easy
foundWhat honour's conferred upon worms of
the ground !
The praise to ourselves we wish not to
ascribe, The glory is His who lays claim to the
bride. A subject so sweet imparts warmth to
my heart, I feel quite inclined for a song ere we
part; What say you, my friend ? in what túne
is your harp? Shall we strike the note fat ? nay, rather
a sharp ; The theme of salvation demands we
should raise The highest of notes when our Saviour
we praise. Yet though I feel willing to aid in the
song, I see very clearly my chords are not
strong; Perfection below we're taught not to ex
pect, Then surely these trifles must not be a
I'll use my endeavours no discord to
throw, While Baca's dark valley I'm called to
go through. My hope will I cherish, my fears they
I know the sun shines, thou I'm un
der a cloud. With warmest affection to Him I com
mend REBECCA, my sister in Jesus our Friend; Since my name I subjoin, then why do
you smile ?
I feel all I say,
The “SALOPIAN Exile."
Extract from a Letter.
I have entered my sixtieth year, and what shall I say? Why it is by the grace of God I am what I am. I have learned that it is not age that kills sin; for if sin break not out, it is raging within ; contaminating the mind, the understanding: neither can anything, but the mortification of it by the Spirit, effect a change, and that does not abate the unpleasant feelings of the soul under the conflict. Like two armies on neutral ground, whichever gains the victory, the harvest-field suffers, and the husbandman feels disquieted in the meantime. I have no resource but in the boundless grace and perfection of our Lord Jesus, and it is not often that I am favoured by a clear and definite view of Him who is essentially the ALL of his people's comfort. But this brings me to the foundation of all hope—the immutable love of God in Christ; by which I mean that it is his interest in me, and not my frames and feelings, that insure my final safety. For I have seen him, when racked with pain and distressed by poverty, carrying all the designs of his Heavenly Father into effect, so as to insure the glory of all to God, while love and merey were exhibited in all his dispensations towards me. I then saw that all was mercy, all was right. But in health my soul seems tossed, confused with the perplexing nature of his dispensations. "In the multitude of thoughts within me,” says the Psalmist; there seems such confusion within me, that I cannot find my way out; sometimes the " union” seems to await me; sometimes I am led to think, “What have I to do with futurity ?" sometimes I am a little affected with the special providence of God, and believe he careth for me; but in general my grief arises from the want of that grace which neither despises, nor faints under, the rod. I murmur that I murmur, and complain that I complain. Amidst it all, I think I feel a greater growing up into Christ in all things, and a greater love to heaven as a place of freedom from sin ; and, as a sight of Jesus transforms, so I seem to long more to see him, that I may be like him “ who died unto sin once, but now liveth unto God.' “ Without controversy, great is the mystery of godliness," within as well as without.
ANSWER TO CORRESPONDENT.
We have received a kind and judicious letter from a correspondent signing himself“ Amicus,” in allusion to the letter of Publius Lentulus which appeared in May. If that letter tended in any degree to enthral the minds of any of the feeble-minded of the Lord's family, by causing them to indulge the idea of a material substance when approaching the throne-which is a species of idolatry -we heartily regret its appearance in our pages, and pray the Holy Ghost to overlook our shortsightedness, and remove any stumbling-block which we might thereby have thrown in the way of our readers. It is no uncommon trap of Satan to endeavour to delude the minds, especially of young believers, by bringing before them, as they come near to God, ideas of the person of Christ, and so on, and, ere the poor soul is aware, to lead it out into a species of creature-worship and adoration, ultimately involving the soul in a maze of perplexity, from which the power of the Holy Ghost alone can extricate it. The only satisfactory and safe way by which to approach the throne, is, under the gracious influences of the eternal Spirit, to acknowledge a holy, blessed, and incomprehensible Trinity-a Triune Jehovah, whose nature and existence no finite creature can define ; nor does that faith which is of the operation of the Holy Ghost in the heart, ever wish to pry into it. As we have said before, even so we say now, it is the privilege of faith to embrace the simple testimony of Scripture, in reference to the Holy Trinity—“There are Three which bear record in heaven, the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost, and these Three are one.” As the church journeys through the wilderness, she worships and adores this her Triune God; sometimes led out in sweet contemplation upon the Father's everlasting love in choosing the church, and giving it into the hands of Christ to redeem; at other times lost in admiration of the boundless love of her adorable Emmanuel in his great redemption-work; and anon sweetly drawn out in acknowledgment of the office and work of the Holy Ghost in carrying home conviction to the hearts of his elect-guiding, instructing, and leading them on in the chequered pathway of the wilderness. This is how the church acknowledges a Trinity in Unity and a Unity in Trinity, without wishing or attempting to define or satisfy the scepticism of a carnal mind. Here she sees the Lord Jehovah Jesus through a glass darkly, and is privileged, as the Holy Ghost is pleased to give her utterance, to make known her wants unto him; there, in eternal light and glory, the veil shall be taken away, every mystery explained, and faith itself shall be lost in the beatific vision of God and the Lamb.
A FEW THOUGHTS ON HEARING THE THUNDER,
Sunday, January 3rd, 1840. [After the awful intelligence which, during the last month, has reached England, of the de.
struction of the Island of St. Domingo by earthquake and fire, we have thought the following lines-embodying, as they do, so much that is full of consolation to the real
believer-not altogether inappropriate.-Ed.] HARK! hark! what awful noise is that I hear, The angel of the Lord encampeth round Rolling, and then rebounding through our The souls that fear him, and in him are found. sphere?
His voice, the worldling's heart may fill It breaks my slumber, starts me from my bed,
with fear, And with amazement at a sound so dread; Alarmed he hears, and thinks destruction What is't, methinks, that shakes this earthly
near ; ball ?
With dread doth he regard the world to come, Are earth's huge pillars now about to fall ? Sin all his aim, regardless of its doom. All nature seems convulsed, as if it rends, The thought of death disturbs his brightest And in one ruin all the nations sends.
joys, With wonder and astonishment I hear, Conscience will speak, and this his mirth The thunder clap, this period of the year ; annoys; Clap follows clap, still rumbling o'er my If in this state when he resigns his breath, head,
Sudden damnation comes with sudden death. And flash succeeding flash, the vivid light- No hope beyond the grave whereon to rest, nings spread.
Dread of eternity will fill his breast. Thoughts such as these did at the moment But shall a child belov'd shrink back with fill
fear My mind, by sweet repose beclouded still ; Whenever he his Father's voice shall hear? But these ideas gave place to recollection, Speak how he will, by thunder, whisper, And calmly brought my mind to this re- storm, flection:
It is his Father still, who will not harm; Why shonld I fear? rather let me rejoice; The voice of thunder leads the soul his power, That sound majestic is my Maker's voice. His majesty, and glory to adore; Hark!, for the voice of God in nature breaks; The whispers to his heart in accents sweet, Why then alarmed, my soul ? thy Father Fill him with peace and joy at Jesus' feet ; speaks.
Inspire with love, and gratitude, and praise, The Sovereign of the world, the skies, and To Him who guides him, keeps him all his seas,
days. The “God of glory, thundereth" when he One, in himself so helpless, poor, and vile, please.
Is happy, when beneath his Father's smile; One with thy Saviour, safe in Jesus' hand, One of his jewels, lov'd as Jesus' bride, No harm can e'er befal the chosen band. Protected, let whatever here betide. Come death to him, how, when, or by what Safe in his hand, though death should sudden means,
come, The end's the same, 'twill snatch earthly So suddenly he'll reach his bliss, his mansion,
and his home. His soul, from this vain world of sin and His Father's habitation's there—with him woe,
he'll ever be, To that bright land where sorrow none can And join the throng around the throne thro' know.
all eternity. All that to Him are given, with him shall
EBENEZER. dwell, Our God is faithful and immutable;
REFLECTIONS ON THE INCARNATION OF CHRIST.
(Luke, xxvi. 13, 14.) And sound aloud the lovely Saviour's name.
“ Yon eastern star shall lead you to the place (Matt. ii. 9.)
So may the voice of mercy, love, and peace,
And may the Lord, “The Bright and Morning Star,” (Rev. xxii. 16.)
The sun, as though asham'd, withheld its light; (Luke, xxiii. 45.)
With shouts of triumph of the celestial bands, (Psalm xlvii. 5.)
(Psalm xxiv. 7, 8.) Enters th' all-conquering King, th’ Infinity.
Oh may my heart be filled with joy and peace, (Rom. xv. 13.)
, vii. 34.)
Break, break, my heart, at yonder wondrous sight;
While darkness, gross darkness spreads this lower earth, (Isa. lx. 2.)
Then shall I walk the path that leads to bliss, (Psalm cxix, 105.)
THE TIME OF LOVE.
EZEKIEL, XVI. 8. The love of Jehovah to me 0 how great! Made wise to salvation and justified quite, In raising my soul from the lowest estate In Jesus' obedience, the garments of white, 'Twas possible for a poor worm to be in- The robe of fine linen, the saint's holy dress, The depths of pollution and thraldom of sin. How perfect are those who this garment The day he came by was the time of his love, possess. Beheld me cast out, and no pity did move
Though darkness surround, and the Lord The priest or the Levite; oh, no! they pass by: hide his face, The hands of my Jesus my needs did supply.
Yet, bless his dear name, to th' election of He said to me, “Live," when I laid in my grace blood,
His care will not cease, nor his presence “Thy works cannot save thee, 'tis nought but
Again he'll appear, and will manifest love. Shed on Calv'ry's summit can cleanse thee from sin;
My soul, gloomy seasons thou oft has been Look to me and be saved, wash now and be
When Satan has roared and accus'd thee of clean."
sin, The word of the King was accompanied with
And a host from without thy peace have power;
assailed, The day of salvation, th' acceptable hour,
God's love never varied, nor faithfulness Was that when the Lord the bless d Com
fail'd. forter took The things of my Jesus, and peace to me While travelling here with my face Zion. spoke.
ward, Invincible grace! how rich, sov'reign, and Thy visits renew, oftentimes, dearest Lord; free
The love of the great Three-in-One let me Was that which Emmanuel extended to me! sing, When fearing the wrath and just vengeance
Till above in that ocean of love I shall swim. of God, To have pardon revealed through Christ's precious blood.
TO A FRIEND, ON HIS BIRTHDAY.
E. M. L. P.