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“I have been very jealous for thy cause, i TRANSLATION OF ELIJAH. Lord God of Hosts ! for men make void thy |

2 Kings ii. 11, 12. laws; Thy people have thrown down thine altars,

EDMESTON. slain

By Judah’s vales and Olive-glades, Thy prophets,-1, and I alone, remain;

Where Eastern fruits entwine; My life with reckless vengeance they pursue;

| Her bowers of rose and palm-tree shades And what can I against a nation do?”

Her fields of corn and wine;
Elijah and ELISHA pass'd,

And well they knew, it was the last, “ My day of vengeance is at hand; the 1

The last dear hour to friendship given, year

Before the fire-car and the blast, Of my redeemed quickly draweth near:

Should bear the prophet up to heaven. Go thou,--anoint two kings,-and, in thy |

place, A prophet to stand up before my face; | How fondly then Elisha hung Then he who 'scapes the Syrian's sword ! On all his aged master spoke! shall fall

How dear each word, that from his tongue, By his, whom to Samaria's throne I call; Like dying farewell broke! And he who 'scapes from Jebu in that day, Friendship’s a sun, that ever seems Him shall the judgments of Elisha slay Brightest, in its departing beams, Yet hath a remnant been reserved by me, And never to the fall we feel Seven thousand souls, who never bow'd the ! The depth, and warmth, and force of love, knee

Till death comes in, the gem to steal, To Baal's image, nor have kiss'd bis shrine:

And thuse so dear have pass'd above; These are my jewels, and they shall be | Then we discover by the smart . mine,

How they entwined around the heart? When to the world my righteousness is shown,

They went along, and o'er their head, And root and branch, idolatry o'erthrown."

High in the fields of air;

Appeared a beauteous cloud of red, “So be it, God of truth, yet why delay ? |

And fast against the breeze it fled, With thee a thousand years are as a day;

It seemed a SERAPH fair ; Ob! crown thy people's hopes, dispel their

| One of those Spirits who assume,

The lurid flame in all its forms, fears, And be to-day with thee a thousand years ; |

| To guard, to panish, to consume,

To wield the lightning-sword of storms. Cat short the evil, bring the blessed time; Avenge thine own elect, from clime to clime;

To earth it came Let not an idol in thy path be spared,

That beanteous flame, All share the fate which Baal long bath The friends who dearly lov'd it parted, shared!

Its mantle round Nor yet seven thousand only worship Thee,

The prophet woond, Make every tongue confess, bow every Then back to its own heaven it darted; knee;

And oh! ELISHA's wilder'd eyes, Now o'er the promis'd kingdoms reign thy Followed his master to the skies, Son;

As we to-day One Lord through all the earth,-his name

Perceive the ray be one!

Of glory, when a Christian dies ! Hast thon not spoken ?-Shall it not be Sweet parting this--but not for us done!

To pass to those bright regions thus;

NAAMAN'S PRIDE AND FOLLY, &c.

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e must go through the cold dark stream, , There might we, in this gospel-day, at- Ah!-if FAITH's celestial beam Wash all our leprosy away, Sbine over, all will then be bright, Cleanse from our spirits every stain, And we scarce need wish for the car of | And more than child-like whiteness gain.

light,
fair will the waters seem!

But faith is low, and pride is high,
We view that fount with doubting eye,
And choose with proud and angry tone
Abanas,-Pharpars of our own.

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For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breath'd in the face of the foe as he pass'd;
And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still.

And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,
Bat thro' it there rolld not the breath of his pride;
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.

And there lay the rider distorted and pale,
With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail;
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,
The lances aplifted, the trumpet anblown.

And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,
And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ;
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,
Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord.

VISION OF ELIPHAZ. | Thy safeguard, in danger that threatens tiy
Job iv. 15, 21.

path,

| Thy joy, in the valley and shadow of death, BYRON. A SPIRIT pass'd before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveil'dDeep sleep came down on every eye save

BARTON. mineAnd there it stood-all formless--but divine : But how shall HE the GREAT SUPREME! Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; | Of human knowledge be the theme? And as my damp hair stiffen'd, thus it Or man become acquainted spake:

With Him-the HOLY, JUST, and TRUE,

Ancient of Days-yet ever new, “ Is man more just than God? Is man more | Whose image unto mortal view pure

Can by no words be painted ?
Than he who deems even seraphs insecure ? |
Creatures of clay-vain dwellers in the dust? | Presumption fain would search Him ont;
The moth survives you, and are ye more just? | But finds that still increasing doubt
Things of a day! you wither ere the night, | More darkly has enshrined Him:
Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted Meanwhile the simple, meek in heart,
light!”

Acting an humbler, happier part,
With child-like, and unconscious art,

FEEL AFTER HJM, and FIND HI!

ACQUAINT THYSELF WITH GOD.

Job xxii. 21.
KNOX.

THE MESSIAH EXALTED.
ACQUAINT thee ( mortal! acquaint thee

Psalm ii. with God;

R. GRANT. And joy, like the sunshine, shall beam on thy road;

WHEREFORE do the heathen wage And peace, like the dew-drop, shall fall on War against tbe King of kings, thy head;

Whence the people's madd’ning rage And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. í Fraught with vain imaginings ?

Acquaint thee O mortal! acquaint thee with | Haughty chiefs and rulers proud,
God;

Forth in banded fury rün, And he shall be with thee when fears are Braving, with defiance loud, abroad :

· God, and his anointed Son !

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WIPPEN.

Our harps, that when with joy we sung,
On two bold hills Jerusalem is seen, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear,
Of size unequal, face to face opposed ; With silent strings neglected hung,
A wide and pleasant valley lies between, On willow trees that wither'd there.
Dividing bill from hill; three sides the
coast

Meanwbile our foes, who all conspired
Lies craggy, difficult, and high, disposed To triumph in our slavish wrongs,
In steep acclivities, the fourth is cast Music and mirth of us required,
In gentlest undulations, and enclosed “ Come, sing as one of Zion's songs."

By walls of height insuperable and vast,
That seem to scale the sky, and brave the How shall we tune vur voice to sing,
Arctic blast.

Or touch our harps with skilful bands?

Shall hymns of joy to God our King Cisterns for rain, canals and living foun- Be sung by slaves in foreign lands?

tains Make glad the thirsting city ; but around, O Salem! our once happy seat! Barren and bare, and herbless are the When I of thee forgetful prove, mountains,

Let then my trembling hand forget And scarce a solitary flower is found The speaking strings with art to move. To blossom near; no sylvans sun-embrowned

If I to mention thee forbear, Shut out the sultry noon ; no valley shines Eternal silence seal my tongue; With lapse of lakes, nor falling waters Or if I sing one cheerful air, sound;

Till tby deliv'rance is my song.

THE CONQUEROR FROM EDOM AND BOZRAH.

Isaiah Ixiii. 1-5.

H. ROGERS.
Oh, who is it comes from the field of the slain,
Arrayed in his garb of the dark crimson stain 3
Who is it that passes thus wrathfully by,
With his raiment so deeply empurpled in dye?

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