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THIRTY-FOURTH PSALM. My soul for ever shall repeat the praise

Of him who bears Jehovah's sacred name, And in the darkest nights and brightest days,

Alike with joy my Saviour's praise proclaim.

In Him my soul shall glory, and my voice

Shall sing of him and his unchanging love; The humble saint shall hear it and rejoice,

And join in praise to Him who reigns above.

O come, with me exalt the Saviour's grace,

With me his truth, his mercy magnify: Through him I seek my Heavenly Father's face,

Through him receive his blessing from on high.

The poor in spirit who Jehovah fear

Cry to the Lord, nor do they cry unheard : The Angel of the Covenant is near,

To save the soul that trembles at his word.

Come-taste the sweetness of the living bread,

The poorest saint in Christ is richly blest; Trust in Jehovah, make the Lord your dread,

Nor other fear shall agitate your breast.

The lion perishes for lack of prey,

And men as savage, faint, and fall, and die; But those who seek the Lord shall find their way,

Encompassed round with mercy from on high.

O ye who early choose the path of life,

Leave every evil course and fear the Lord; Seek righteousness and peace-avoid all strife,

And peace from God shall be your sure reward.

On those who fear the Lord his eye looks down

And rests in love-his ear attends their prayer; But from the terrors of his awful frown

The wicked fly to darkness and despair.

The prayers of saints before the throne of God,

Accepted rise-He bids their sorrows cease, Chooses the lowly heart as his abode,

And o'er the contrite sheds the balm of peace.

When Christ the righteous bore our heavy woes,

Bruis'd but not broken was his sacred frame; And as our head from death victorious rose,

His members also shall arise the same.

Messiah's foes shall all be overthrown,

But all his servants Jesus will redeem : For never will the Lord forsake his own,

Nor fail the soul that puts its trust in him.


LEADER of thy faithful few,

Faithful but as kept by thee,
As iny journey I pursue,

Let mine eyes thy glory see
Beaming on me from above,
God of truth and God of love.

O how dark the human mind,

Till thy Spirit shines within,
Cold, contracted, and contin'd,

Full of idols, self, and sin,
Till the Light of Life is shed
Through the chambers of the dead.
Then the gloom is changed to gladness,

Then the soul reflects thy rays,
Then the oil of joy for sadness,

Gives its fragrance forth in praise.
Be that rich anointing mine,
Lordthat praise be ever thine.


FATHER-I commend my spirit

To thy love in Jesus' name,
Love that his atoning merit

Gives me confidence to claim.
O how sweet, how pure the pleasure,

Flowing from that love to me,
O how great, how rich a treasure,

Saviour, I possess in thee.
From this world and its confusions,

Here I turn and find my rest,
From its cares and its delusions,

Turn to thee and I am blest.
Though this scene is ever changing,

Since thy mercy changes not,

O'er its depth my spirit ranging,

Glories in her happy lot.

Holy Ghost-by thee anvinted,

May I do my Father's will,
Walk the path by God appointed,

Jesus' pleasure still fulfil-
Till the welcome signal given,

Calls me to the world unknown,
Where my soul shall find its heaven,

In God's love and that alone.





Father Clement : a Roman Catholic Story. By the Au

thor of Decision, &c.—W. Oliphant, Edinburgh, 1823. -Price 4s. 6d.

It is with much satisfaction we name this interesting little work, to which it is impossible to find an objection. The object of it is to expose the insufficiency of the Popish faith, to afford comfort in life or confidence in death; and to do this, the author, instead of painting it with all the exaggerations and misconceptions with which it is so usual to represent what we mean to decry, has very judiciously drawn it in its fairest form, in the character of a sincere, devoted Christian, with every quality of heart and mind to recommend what he so conscientiously professed; and yet has contrived to leave on the mind the most thrilling horror for the errors from which he suffered. We think the interview between Dormer and Ernest in the eleventh chapter is inimitable. We should only spoil the interest by making an extractthe work will probably be perused by most of our readers, and we think with interest by all above the age of childhood.

First Steps to Botany, intended as a popular illustration of the Science, &c.—By J. L. Drummond, M. D.

- Longman and Co. Conversations on Botany. Fourth Edition.-Longman and Co.

We are always well-pleased when we meet with a book sufficiently light and simple to give amusement to young people, and yet free from the puerility that betrays its having been written for theni, ond by that means very generally renders it useless to their improvement. The first named work before us is very clear; and full of useful and pleasing information, put together in a manner the most likely to take attention. We strongly recommend it to all young learners of botany. The second work, Conversations on Botany, is intended, we believe, for much younger children, and will be found useful where the other may be thought above their capacity.

Procrastination, or the Vicar's Daughter. A Tale.

Burton and Smith, 1824.--Price 5s. We have already given our opinion upon the too frequent reading of religious story books, or, as they might be termed, juvenile novels. We can only therefore remark of the tale before us, that it is natural, and free from the exaggerations so frequent and so objectionable in fictitious tales.




MAY, 1824.


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HISTORY OF EGYPT, FROM 1491 To 588 B.C. · We have already related all that we know authentically of Egyptian history, up to the time when, by divine interference, the people of Israel were released from injurious slavery, under some monarch named to us in Scripture by the common appellation of Pharaoh; and we have said that historians are not agreed as to the distinguishing name given to this monarch in profane history. We recommence, therefore, as we finished, in total darkness.

Some prince, with his principal nobility and the flower of his army, had perished in the Red Sea, in the year, as nearly as can be calculated, B.C. 1491. What suc. ceeded this catastrophe, we know not with any certainty. Some king of Egyyt, called in Scripture Shishack, took and plundered Jerusalem in the time of Rehoboam, B.C. 971. Many historians think this king to have been Sesostris, others assert the contrary. It is by all agreed that such a prince as Sesostris did sometime reign, and distinguished himself by extensive conquests and deeds of wonder. We decline to repeat all the marvellous doings ascribed to this prince. They had some foundation, no doubt, but the truths can never now be distinguished from the falsehoods. It is asserted of him, that


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