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Philpot's sanction and introduction, and if he could not oblige his friend the bookseller, without curtailing and blemishing the volume, he had better by far have retained to himself all the advantages of his influence, and suffered John Berridge still to hobble on in his own way without the aid of his crutches.

We are glad to find that this edition is an unaltered reprint from the author's own edition, with the addition only of an index of first lines, and an index of scripture texts. Every one will give the preference of this to the mangled edition above referred to.

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This is a very prettily printed book, and has in it a tolerable supply of very pretty reading: what may be termed, we suppose, light reading; and as that is a kind of commodity in these days considerably in request, it may be presumed that the work will be generally bought, and generally approved.

For our own parts, preferring, as we do, even inelegant writing which has substance in it, to the glare and tinsel which constitute so much the style of the day, we cannot relish. these kind of productions, and doubtless on that account we shall be considered objects of pity by their writers. We candidly make the confession however, and must bear, as we best can, the weight of their contempt. If however, as may happen to be the case, some of our readers may, like us, prefer meat to moonshine, and most hungry persons will, so we would

say then this volume. though served up in a very handsome dish, and decorated with very gaudy ornaments,

contains in it but very little of the bread of life, and but very little of the wine of the kingdom.

The Millenium a Spiritual State not a Personal Reign. By John Jefferson. 12mo. pp. 89. London: J. Snow.

IT is but seldom that we coincide with the doctrinal sentiments, and less frequently still with the practical applications of the school of religionists to which this author belongs. With the proposition, however, which constitutes the title page of this volume we quite agree. We do not believe that our risen Lord will again humble himself, by descending from his exaltation to reign personally upon this blighted earth. He will come again to judgment, the Scriptures plainly declare, but never previously, except by the manifestations of his Holy Spirit. That there will be a period when these holy and benign influences will be more abundantly poured out, so that therein shall be realized the glad and glorious anticipations of the inspired prophets is clear, but a careful examination of the word of God, has quite established our minds in the view taken by this author, that the thousand years mentioned in the Apocalypse, will be a spiritual state and not a personal reign. The subject is highly interesting, and will always be so until the period shall arrive, and thus it be determined: meanwhile let none, whose minds are led to the investigation of it, rest satisfied with human arguments, but go to the word and to the testimony.

The Glorious Restoration to Christ's Church of the Liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free. Letter to Rev. J. A. Wallinger. By Thomas Mulock. 12mo, pp. 8. London, Palmer.

This epistle purports to contain a wonderful discovery, which like many other wonderful discoveries, turns out

when investigated to be no discovery at all. The author tells us that the child of God, when manifestively a partaker of the divine life, becomes free from sin, and that Paul's ejaculation was the utterance only of a temporary experience. He nevertheless allows, page 5, that the believer may be rendered wretched by indwelling sin. If therefore he may be rendered wretched by sin, he is not free from it: if sin is still indwelling sin, he is not out of the reach of it: and thus the temporary experience of Paul, being the experience which lasts just all the way through the wilderness, the believer will still with Paul continue to aspire for that blissful moment, when he shall be satisfied by awaking in the likeness of his sinless Redeemer, and then and not before become emphatically free from sin.

Baptismal Regeneration as Taught in the Liturgy and other Services of the Church of England. By the Rev. Octavius Piers, Vicar of Preston, Dorset. 12mo, pp. 26. London, Palmer.

This tract is in the form of a familiar dialogue between a clergyman and one of his parishioners: its aim is first to establish the fact that the doctrine of baptismal regeneration is

undeniably the doctrine literally held by the Established Church, and then to urge the expediency of its being expunged therefrom. Coinciding as we do with both these, we earnestly recommend the tract for general circulation, and shall much rejoice if it should be a means of bringing about the author's anticipations.

The Trial of the Spirits, or Popery
brought to the Scripture Test. By
H. L. Poppewell. 8vo. pp. 40.
London: Bennett.

THIS pamphlet consists of two sermons, prefaced with epistles admonitory to the Pope of Rome and to Dr. Pusey; and having at the close some notes relative to the errors of the present day.

Substance of a Funeral Sermon for the late beloved wife of Mr, W. Allen, of Stepney, preached by himself. 12mo. pp. 12. London: Palmers.

Ir appears from this sermon, that this second marriage of Mr. Allen's had caused some unpleasantness with his friends, but which the circumstances stated in this sermon had tended to remove. Influenced thereby, and at the request of these friends the author has been induced to give the sermon publicity.

DEATH OF THE REV. WILLIAM GADSBY.

WE stop the press to announce that intelligence has just reached town of the decease of the Rev. WILLIAM GADSBY, on Saturday evening last, the 27th inst. Should any particulars respecting him be forwarded to us, we shall be very happy by inserting them, to testify our high respect and esteem for one, who though we might occasionally differ from him, on some minor points, we always regarded as an eminently useful and much blessed minister of the gospel.-EDS.

POETRY.

LINES

Written by the Rev. W. Huntington, S. S. when he preached at Margaret Street Chapel, and presented by him to Mr. Olliffe's son, from whom they were obtained and forwarded for insertion by the writer's daughter, Mrs. Clarke.

'T was the voice of my Jesus that spake, When kindly he knocked at my door; I slept, but my heart was awake,

Lord, leave me to slumber no more. How kindly he did me entreat―

Come open, my sister, my spouse; But not all this language so sweet, My frozen affections could move. Come open, my dove undefiled,

Why dost thou thy Saviour thus slight? My head it is filled with dew,

My locks with the drops of the night: With stupid ingratitude I

To frame my excuses begun, My coat of profession laid by, How shall I again put it on?

The scandal of Jesus' cross

I thought it my feet would defile,
And loth this world's favour to lose,
Which lately had ceased to revile :
My Saviour was grieved to the soul,
But just as hs turned to depart,
He put in his hand by the hole,

And pushed back the bolt of my heart.

The force of omnipotent love

My heart though so languishing felt,
My bowels began for to move,
My frozen affections to melt:
Though of late so unwilling to stir,
I rose my Beloved to find;

I felt my hands dropping with myrrh,
Which he on the lock left behind.

I opened, but oh he was gone,

I fainted with sorrow and shame,
My cursed lukewarmness I own,
There's none but myself that I blame.
It woundeth me sore to reflect

How tenderly 't was that he spake,
I treated his love with neglect:
O Lord, how my bosom does ache!

I call, but he answers me not;

I mourn, and most justly I may; Me also the watchmen have found, My veil they have taken away:

Young converts, take warning by me
Of spiritual sloth to beware;
And oh, when my Jesus you see,
Remember my case in your prayer.

Methinks whilst my story I tell,

And mention my Jesus' name, My bosom with ecstacy swells,

And kindles my love to a flame : There's something within me foretells That Jesus will see me again; His chariot I hear 's on the road, Return, blessed Jesus, return.

WATCHMAN, WHAT OF THE NIGHT?

THE night is approaching,

'T is foggy and dark;

The morning is coming,
The watchman says Hark;
The sound that is joyful
Proclaims rising day,
And Zion comes forth

In her beauteous array.

The night truly cometh,
A sorrowful night,
But joy in the morning

Breaks forth with the light;
The truth shall be then
In its glory revealed,
And Zion's incurable

Bruise shall be healed.

The night indeed cometh,
And dark are the deeds
Committed in Zion,

Her watchman's heart bleeds; But morning is coming,

Her God will requite

The wrongs she may suffer,
And bring forth her light.

O Zion prepare,

For the night is at hand; See how the thick gloom O'erspreads all the land. Stand fast when thy foes

Shall exert all their power, Thy God shall stand by thee In each trying hour.

Believer, does midnight
Thy soul overspread ?
Are joys all departed,
And comforts all fled?

The morning is co.ning,

Fear not, all is well;

In light and in joy

Thou art destined to dwell.

Brought out of the darkness Of nature by grace, Illumined by Jesus,

Thou shalt see his face; Thine hours of midnight' Will vanish ere long, Thy morning is coming, Prepare a new song.

Thy night of departure

Is chilly and cold,
But oh! what a morning
Will glory unfold;
Whan Jesus' full beauties
For ever shall shine,

And all He possesses
For ever be thine.

Bent upon its own undoing:
And that foolish sheep was I.

When the foolish sheep was flying,
And was still resolved to stray,

What could save the sheep from dying,
Had the lion found his prey.

But the lion and the leopard,
Were not with such terror viewed,
As the good and gracious Shepherd,
Who to save the sheep pursued.

Yet the Shepherd, constant ever,
Came and bore the sheep away;
Happy sheep! but never, never,
From the Shepherd henceforth stray.

T. K.

JERSEY.

THE CHRISTIAN'S CONSOLATIONS IN TIME OF TROUBLE

My home is in heaven,

My rest is above;

My sins are forgiven,
My Father is love.

Since Jesus has shed

His heart's blood for me,

My sins are all dead,
Through Christ I am free.

Come, Spirit of God,
Now help me to sing,
Of the wonderous love
Of Jesus my King.

Oh help me, ye heavens,
His praise to resound;
For in Jesus alone

Doth free grace abound.

Oh help me, ye saints,

Who have tasted his love; For soon shall I join you In singing above. Landport.

S. O.

THE STRAYED SHEEP BROUGHT TO THE FOLD.

WHILE I wandered Jesus sought me :
This was love, 'twas love indeed :
To his fold the Shepherd brought me,
With his sheep to live and feed.

While the Shepherd was pursuing,
Still the foolish sheep would fly,

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Too soon the promise vain I proved,
That sinners make, while sin is loved,
But still to thee this heart ne'er moved,
My Saviour!

To pleasure prone, I thought it hard
From pleasure's path to be debarred;
Nor pleasure sought from thy regard,
My Saviour!

At length despairing to be free,
A willing slave I meant to be:
'T was then thou didst appear for me,
My Saviour!

Thou, whom I had so long withstood,
Thou didst redeem my soul with blood,
And thou hast brought me nigh to God,
My Saviour!

Thro' storms and waves of conflict past,
Thy potent arm has held me fast,
And thou wilt save me to the last,

My Saviour!

And when the voyåge of life is o'er,
I hope to gain the heavenly shore,
And never grieve thy goodness more,
My Saviour!

THE SPIRITUAL MAGAZINE,

AND

ZION'S CASKET.

"For there are Three that bear record in heaven the FATHER, the Word, and the HOLY GHOST: and these Three are One."-1 John v. 7.

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Earnestly contend for the faith which was once delivered unto the saints.-Jude 3. "Holding the mystery of the faith in a pure conscience."-1 Tim. iii, 6.

MARCH, 1844.

THE GOSPEL PULPIT.

ANNIVERSARY SERMON.

Preached at Bethesda Chapel, Hull, Lord'sday Morning, July 2, 1843.

BY REV. GEORGE H. GODDEN.

"Thus saith the Lord, The heaven is my throne, and the earih is my footstool; where the house that ye builded unto me; and where is the place of my rest? For all those things hath mine hand made, and all those things have been, saith the Lord: bnt to this man will I look, even to him that is poor and of a contrite spirit, and trembleth at my word,"-Isa. Lxvi. 1, 2.

HEAR ye, therefore, the word of the Lord, ye that tremble at his word. Your brethren that hated you, that cast you out for my name's sake, said, Let the Lord be glorified; but he shall appear to your joy, and they shall be ashamed. Hence," blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." And hence "the sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise." And I will tell you wherefore, even because the work itself within is altogether the Lord's own: "A new heart will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you; and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I March, 1844.]

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Better therefore, it is, to be of an humble spirit with the lowly, than to divide the spoil with the proud. Mal. iv. 1-3, How plainly our adorable Lord Jesus was pleased to unfold all this in the parable he spake unto certain which trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and despised others. Luke xviii. 10-14.

The almighty Speaker, then, of the words of my text, is none other than the Son of God himself, in his headship character: here represented, by God the Spirit, as unfolding to his church things which must shortly come to pass in gospel days. Wherefore living, as we now are, in new testament times, when the greater part hath been fulfilled by his adorable Majesty; we herein see Jesus,

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