them. He has therefore embarked in a good cause, who has thus adventured upon the enterprize of preserving for the church at large, that which is primarily intended for and delivered to the church at Camberwell. We cannot but believe it will be accompanied with the goodwill and blessing of the Almighty, and that many who, in our benighted villages and sick chambers, have on Lord's-days sat around an impoverished board, will, when on future sabbaths they are banqueting richly on what is thus provided for them, supplicate of the Lord abundant blessings upon "the Christian Brother" who, as the preface states, has been the chief mover in the work.

Of the contents of the two parts before us, it is superfluous to make an observation. They contain nine Sermons. We have read them with both pleasure and profit, and pray that the gifted author may be long spared in his now double work of feeding the flock of God committed to his charge, and of thus supplying food to those scattered abroad, whose only caterer is the Lord.

We cannot shut our eyes to the fact, that these Sermons, thus published, will afford a help to those likewise for whom they are not intended, and that many a hobbler upon crutches, who delivers unsent the Lord's message in language not his own, will grasp with unclean hands, and make an unholy use of, what is thus supplied. Thus perhaps in many of our village churches, and perhaps cathedral pulpits, may be delivered the truthful sermons of the scorned" Dissenting Teacher." Well, much as we may pity the poor blind guide; lightly as we may estimate the priest who assumes the name for a respectable station or a morsel of bread; we will rejoice that even thus the gospel is preached, and hope that the Author of all truth will thus cause his own truth to be made a blessing, though thus

conveyed through so unsanctified a vessel.

We subjoin the following extract."The doctrine of substitution is the very marrow of the gospel, the foundation of all our hopes; and I insist that there is not a shadow of hope for any ruined sinner before God, without the doctrine of substitution. Let the Arians, the Socinians, and the free-willers of every caste tell us, if they please, of God being merciful; let them tell us of man's power to repent, and urge it upon him; let them bring forth, if they can-but I know they cannot-some instance in which something like repentance has been effected by man's own power. Even if I were to grant all this, what becomes of the demands of law and justice, which, according to their own account have been only imperfectly, although they tell us, sincerely met? What becomes of original sin, and all the guilt appertaining to it? What becomes of our daily transgressions in thought, word, and deed? Miserable wretches, that can rely on such a subterfuge as this, such a refuge of lies! The prophet is right when he says that the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it, and the covering too narrow for him to wrap himself in it. He will find that all is wrong, and if he were possessed with spiritual discernment, he would find out that those very things that he would present as meritorous before God, have the nature of sin in them, and will do more to damn than to save him.

When the poor sinner is brought to this, and able to discover he is ruined and undone, and feels, as the poet says, that "his soul is stained and dyed with sin, and his all nothing worth," nothing will save him but the doctrine of substitution.

When he finds a Lamb slain from the foundation of the world-a Lamb whose blood atones for all Israel-a Lamb whose sufferings and death have cancelled

for ever all the transgressions of the election of grace-all he has got to do then is to find out whether he possesses any trace, or mark, or feature of the family, whether he belongs to the election of grace, and he will discover it with very great ease, if the Lord be his teacher."

The Dying Pillow Made Easy for the Bed of Death. By Rev. Dr. Hawker. 12mo. London: Col

lins.

ONE or two of our readers have written to us expressing surprize that we have not earlier noticed this publication. Two reasons may be assigned. The first is, that it had not been sent to us; and although we are pledged to notice approvingly or otherwise all that may be sent, we are not bound, nor do we mean, to purchase books for review. The cause of its not being sent to us may be gathered from our following obThe second reason of our not earlier noticing it was, that we perceived, immediately it came into our hands, its surreptitious character, and the publisher of the Spiritual Magazine being likewise the publisher of Dr. Hawker's Works, we thought it might be invidious for our pages to make public the first discovery of it.

servations.

As this has now been done boldly and unflinchingly in the pages of a contemporary work, we do not hesitate longer to state, that unquestionably the work is a patchwork made up out of the printed MSS. sent by the venerated author to the old

Gospel Magazine, as published by

Mr. Walter Row; and that this "Dying Pillow" is Dr. Hawker's "Annual Salutations to the Church," disjointed and very clumsily pieced together again by no expert hand. We acquit altogether the late Mr. Row of any participation in such a dishonest transaction, and it is only to be regretted that his papers should have fallen into hands capable of making such a shameful use of them.

As to the Rev. Mr. Shutte, whose name introduces the present volume into public notice, we lament deeply the position in which he is hereby placed. It was a great inducement to a Clergyman who loves, lives, and preaches the truth, to have the honor of opening the door for a posthumous publication of so valuable a servant of God as was the late Dr. Hawker;

and we do not wonder that he should acquiesce in the solicitation of the publisher or the proprietor, whoever that may be. Upon the proprietor, and upon the proprietor alone rests, and will remain, the obloquy of at tempting to palm upon the public a work of such a character; one, that having said thus much upon it we deem it of course unworthy further observation; the Rev. A. Hewlett's detection and not anything said by us, hav ing consigned it to merited oblivion.

Prayer of the Rev. Joseph Irons on Sunday Morning, June 25th. 32mo. pp. 36. London: B. L. Green.

IN taking up this little tract we opened it expecting to peruse some short pithy comprehensive definition of real prayer in its author, its nature and its fruits. We were quite sur prised to find we were reading the prayer before sermon of the author of the foregoing sermons. It awakened a smile, as we thought that the sermons were one penny each, and that the prayer was three-pence. This is indeed gathering up the fragments, that nothing be lost.

Westminster Abbey and Life's Outline; Poems, by Owen Howell. pp. 32. London: Matthews.

THIS prettily printed Poem is one of the Ephemera, which in these literary times fly abroad in the sunshine, and live but to be forgotten: the productions generally of juvenile poetasters, who in after years rejoice that an oblivion has concealed them. Peace to the repose of the departing: far be it from us to disturb its exit.

THE NATURE OF PRAYER.

PRAYER is the breathing of desire,
Ascending from the sacred fire;
Which grace has kindled in the heart,
That mourns for sin with inward smart.

Filled with sin and guilty fears,
With mournful groans and flowing tears;
I would unto thy throne repair,
And there pour out my humble prayer.

God loves to hear the sinner's cry,
Who to his throne by faith draws nigh;
Nor will reject the humble plea
Of," God be merciful to me."

Spirit divine, from day to day,
Descend and teach my soul to pray;
That I by thee may find access,
Through Jesus, at the throne of grace.

Teach me to pray in Jesus' name,
My heart with love to Him enflame;
That I may venture near to God.
Through the rich merits of his blood.

Speak thy salvation to my soul,
Bind up my heart and make me whole;
Shine on my soul with sacred rays,
And turn my prayer to cheerful praise.

THE PARTS OF PRAYER.

Lord, teach us to invoke thy name,
And draw from thee the healing stream;
To call on thee when troubles rise,
A friend most gracious and most wise,

We come, great God, we come to thee,
And prostrate bow the feeble knee;
We would thy fearful name adore,
Would pray and praise for evermore.

O Lord, what sinners we have been,
With shame we would confess our sin;
Do thou our many crimes forgive,
That through thy grace our souls may live.

As sons and daughters of a King,
To thee we our petitions bring;
We bring them to thy gracious throne,
Lord, pour thy richest blessings down.

Thy praises we would oft repeat,
And thank thee for thy mercy's seat;
Would not forget thy wondrous love,
Till called to feast on it above.

Now may we walk in wisdom's ways,
To Jesus dedicate our days;
Serve him below, and then above,
In realms of everlasting love.

THE POWER OF PRAYER.

Israel of old were called to see,
Their leader's rod stretched o'er the sea;
When to the Lord for them he cried,
Their pathway through the deep was dried.

Proud Amalek it once did smite,
While Moses did for Israel fight;
Prayer made the rebel armies yield,
And drove them from the battle field.

Elijah prayed it might not rain,
Jehovah did the clouds restrain;
And when he prayed for showers of rain,
God sent them on the thirsty plain.

Prayer laid for dead upon the ground
The Assyrian hosts which once were found
At war with Hezekiah's Lord,

Who slew them with his dreadful sword.

Prayer brought poor Jonah from the deep,
That he might God's commandment keep;
To haughty Ninevah he must go,
And there proclaim its overthrow.

Three youths were kept amid the flame,
And Daniel in the lion's den,
By him who shews his tender care
By answering his people's prayer.

When Paul and Silas were in jail,
In prayer they told to God their tale;
He heard them at the midnight hour,
And did to them make known his power.

Now may the God who reigns on high,
To whom I raise my feeble cry,
Hear me through Christ his blessed Son,
And pour his richest blessings down.

give :

I stand in waiting, longing attitude :
Oh, testify of Jesus to my soul!
He is Life's mystic Tree, and lavishly,
On either side the river, he supplies
Food for his church in heaven, and food
for those

Heaven-born, still travelling in the wilderness.

Oh, that some promise, spoken specially, Bursting like grapes upon a fevered tongue, Might cheer me now! Let some bright word,

Revealing personal interest in thy love
Revive like apples! Let the precept,
Lord,

As the corrective berry, guide and guard
My footsteps in the way of holiness
Thus all in all be Jesus to my soul;
Fed on thee, by thee, thou art all I want,
And less will not content me.

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I call it then the Lily of the Vale.
Again I ruminate, my plant extends,
Its branches wide and free, and pendant
grapes

My soul refreshing, proves my plant a vine.
The sun is hot, I faint beneath its beams,
My plant allures me to its shade, and drops
Ripe apples, citron-flavoured, to my hand.
Pursued by foes who fain would do me
hurt,

My plant a whispering invitation gives,
And, thus encouraged, running I exclaim:
I will betake me to the palm-tree, yea,
I will embrace its branches; and whene'er
Faith-led I shelter thus beneath my plant,
The sun of persecution cannot harm,
The winds of tribulation vainly blow,
The world and sin and Satan hurt me not,
But I abide in peace. Is not my plant
A Plant of high Renown!

JEHOVAH ROPHI.

REZENEB.

"I am the Lord that healeth,” Exod. xv. 26. JEHOVAH ROPHI, Lord of Life,

Let healing power descend;
E ver from raging sin and strife
Thy church on earth defend.

H eal every broken heart within,
Nor let them fail to prove,
O'er every strong besetting sin
The conquests of thy love,

Vanquish each plague that Satan brings,
Let not thy children faint;
A rise with healing in thy wings
On every feeble saint.

Heavenly Physician! be thou near
To every sin-sick soul;
R epel each foe, dry up each tear,
All maladies control.

I've but a little garden, but I have

One Plant therein: one that I valued

much,

For it revived me when I once was dead. "T is an exotic of celestial name,

And of celestial nature. It was brought
Unasked, unpurchased, and was set therein
By One who drew me to admire at first,
And teaching me its value, still unfolds
New properties, new virtues wonderful.
I sometimes gaze upon its red and white
Commingling, and then call my plant a

rose

Sharon's own flower-a rose without a thorn.

Then pondering its unsullied purity,

Its modest beauty and its mild perfume,

Comfort to every heart;

Prepare each soul thy praise to sing,
Nor do thou e'er depart.

Holy Saviour! Heavenly King!
Let all thy graces shine;
Jehovah Rophi we will sing,
Exulting we are thine.
Walworth.

CHORUS.

J. G.

RAISE your heads, ye gates of pride!
Ope your portals vast and wide!
Lift your lofty heads on high,
Doors of immortality;
And to his eternal home
Let the King of Glory come!

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THE GOSPEL PULPIT.

TWENTY FOUR SERMONS ON THE SIXTEENTH CHAPTER OF THE BOOK OF LEVITICUS,

In which the Work, Services, and Robes which the High Priest performed and wore on the Day of the Yearly Expiation are beheld in the Glass of the Gospel.

BY THE LATE REV. SAMUEL EYLES PIERCE.

SERMON III.

IN what manner Aaron is to be prepared for coming into the holy of holies. He must offer for himself a young bullock for a sin-offering, and a ram for a burnt-offering: and the garments in which he is to perform these services are expressed.

"Thus shall Aaron come into the holy place: with a young bullock for a sin-offering, and a ram for a burnt-offering. He shall put on the holy linen coat; and he shall have the linen breeches upon his flesh, and shall be girded with a linen girdle, and with a linen mitre shall he be attired; these are holy garments; therefore shall he wash his flesh in water, and so put them on."-Lev. xvi. 3, 4. The subject of the Sermon before us, concerning the matters which October, 1848.]

were to be attended unto, respecting the ordinances of divine worship, as they were to be attended to by the high priest, and the whole congregation of the people of Israel, is the substance of what is contained in this chapter, from the present verses to the tenth inclusive. On the great day of the yearly expiation, which was on the tenth day of the seventh month, all these were to be performed the name of which, as it stood in the Jewish calendar, was Tisri, the same with Ethanim: this was the seventh month from Abib, or Nisan, which answers to a part of our March, or April, as Tisri, or Ethanim, does to a part of our September or October. It was in the month Tisri, or Ethanim, the temple of Solomon was dedicated. The best chronologers consider our Lord Jesus Christ was born in this month. The creation of the world is by some of them considered as commencing in this month. As all things at the creation were in their perfection, so the fruits of the earth are in autumn. The learned Abp. Usher conceived the Day of Atonement fell out exactly on the very day Adam fell in Paradise, which he apprehends to be on the first Friday after his creation.

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