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out ascribing glory to their Author, we may divide into two classes—those to whom these wonders of creation, as well as, we fear, God's tender appeals to mercy are totally lost; “ who have eyes and see not," and “ whose God is their belly.” To these we would address the words of Elihu: “ Remember that thou magnify his work, which men behold. Every man may see it, man may behold it afar off.” Job xxxv. 24, 25.

“ The works of the Lord are great, sought out of all them that have pleasure therein. His work is honourable and glorious: and his righteousness endureth for ever. He hath made his wonderful works to be remembered: the Lord is gracious and full of compassion.” Psalm cxi. 4–6.

But with regard to those who study day and night to fill their minds with all knowledge, and become conversant with all the works of creation, without reflecting at all on their great Creator; we may truly say, “An undevout astronomer is mad.' St. Paul says, in his epistle to the Romans, (i. 20—22.) “ For the invisible things of God, from the creation of the world, are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse. Because that when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful, but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened : professing themselves wise, they become fools.”

Thus then we see that it is not sufficient to admire God's works, but we must also “ look to the Maker thereof." Isaiah xxii. 11.

Dr. Waterland observes that' the works of creation are the favourite topic which God is pleased to

insist upon most, whenever he would distinguish his own peculiar majesty and power above and beyond all the gods of the nations, or excite in his people the highest possible idea suitable to his transcendant excellency.'

The following are some of the many passages that occur in the sacred volume. Isaiah xl. 12–16, 26; xliv. 24; xlviii. 13. Job xxviii. 3-7, 18, 19, 31-33; xxvi. 14. Psalm civ. 1-3, 5, 24, 30–32.

Bishop Lowth remarks, that the true subject of praise, he most worthy of God, and the best adapted to impress upon the heart of man a fervent and permanent sense of piety, is drawn from the contemplation of his power in the creation of this boundless universe, his wisdom in arranging and adorning it, his providence in sustaining it, and his mercy in the regulation of the minutest parts, and in ordering and directing the affairs of men.'

We will conclude, in the words of Dr. Derham:· Since the works of creation are all of them so many demonstrations of the infinite wisdom and power of God, they may serve to us as so many arguments exciting to the constant fear of God, and to a steady, hearty obedience to all his laws. And thus we may make these works as serviceable to our spiritual interest, as they all are to our life and temporal interest. For if whenever we see them, we would consider that these are the works of our divine Lord and Master, to whom we are to be accountable for all our thoughts, words, and works, and that in these we may see his infinite power and wisdom; this would check us in sinning, and excite us to serve and please Him who is above all controul, and who hath our whole life and happiness in his power.'


Oh, let the kindred circle, .

Far in our northern land, From heart to heart draw closer

Affection's strengthening band ! To fill my place, long vacant,

Soon may our loved ones learn, For to our pleasant dwelling · I never shall return !

Peace to each heart that troubled

My course of happy years! Peace to each angry spirit

That quenched my life in tears ! Let not the thought of vengeance

Be mingled with regret:
Forgive my wrongs, my mother!

Seek even to forget!
Give to the friend—the stranger,

Whatever once was mine,
Nor keep the smallest token

To wake fresh tears of thine ; Save one-one loved memorial,

With thee I fain would leave; 'Tis one that will not teach thee

Yet more for me to grieve.

'Twas mine, when early childhood

Turned to its sacred page
The gay and thoughtless glances
Of almost infant age:

'Twas mine, through days yet brighter,

The joyous years of youth, When never had affliction

Bowed down mine ear to truth.

'Twas mine, when deep devotion

Hung breathless on each line
Of pardon, peace, and promise,

Till I could call it mine;
Till o'er my soul's awakening,

The gift of heavenly love,
The Spirit of adoption,

Descended from above.

Unmarked, unhelped, unheeded,

In heart, I walked alone; Unknown, the prayers I uttered,

The hopes I held unknown: 'Till, in the hour of trial,

Uprose the mighty train,
With strength and succour laden,

To bear the weight of pain.

Then, oh! I fain would leave thee,

For now mine hours are few, The hidden mine of treasure,

Whence all my strength I drew; Take thou the gift, my mother!

And, 'till thy path is trod, Thy child's last token, cherish, It is the book of God!




No. VII.


I HAVE already touched upon the grand overthrow at Babel, when speaking of the war of the Titans ; but there are some points concerning it, upon which we could not then fully enter, and which I am anxious to lay before my readers.

The learned and ingenious Bryant has laboured indefatigably to prove that the whole legend of the Titans and giants applies solely to this important event; but in this view I cannot agree, for reasons already stated. There are, however, one

or two parts of the story which evidently relate to Babel ; and more especially the piling up of the mountains by the giants. “ Ossa upon Pelion,” does certainly seem to allude to the raising, one upon another, of the eight huge piles of masonry, which Herodotus states to have composed the tower of Babel; a structure whose height varies, in different authors, from four miles to five thousand.

It will be observed that this accumulation of mountains, by the giants, is not prepared as an escape from the fury of a deluge, or as a defence from the burning bolts with which the rebels were SEPTEMBER, 1839.


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