christian friend who visited him, "Well, I thought I had been putting into the harbour; but I find I must put out to sea again.” Should it be thus with us, may the Lord Jesus give us grace to return with renewed vigour, and, like that eminent servant of Christ, fight the good fight of faith, and patiently wait all the days of our appointed time until our change come. The journey of our pilgrimage appears longer than it really is, on account of the small progress we make in the divine life. The snares and entanglements that surround us on every side in this present life, and other heavy burdens, often retard our walk and impede our advancement in the way to the kingdom, causing us to say in the plaintive language of St. Paul, "We that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened," for "when we would do good, evil is present with us." Let us then perseveringly pray with David for reviving grace, crying, O Lord, "turn away mine eyes from beholding vanity; and quicken thou me in thy ways." I will run the way of thy commandments, when thou shalt enlarge my heart. And with the church, "draw me, we will run after thee." We need every moment the quickening influence of the Spirit of Christ to enable us to put in practice the pressing exhortations of his word, that we may make straight paths for our feet, lest we should fall, and thereby destroy our peace of mind and hinder our usefulness, become a stumbling-block to the lame, causing them to turn out of the right way, and give occasion to the enemies of the Lord to speak reproachfully, and, through our folly, to blaspheme the holy name by which we are called. "Gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and hope to the end." Laying aside every weight, and the sin which doth easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us: looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith. While Mr. Heap goes on thus to preach, and thus to write, exemplifying in his life the reality of his profession, we shall continue to cherish esteem and affection for him, as a ministering workman whose labours the Lord will own. A Looking Glass for Wesleyans, &c. &c.; or, The Class Leader Confounded by his Scholar; 12mo. pp. 20. Uppingham: Daniell. Oakham: Scotney. London: Palmer. THE scholar in this dialogue seems to be one who, after having long occupied a place beneath the rigorous schoolmaster Moses, hath been privileged with an admittance into the school of Christ, where service is perfect freedom, and under the teachings of whose Spirit the babe is able to put to silence those who are wise in their own conceit; the Class Leader evidences himself plainly indeed to be one, who being asked to an entertainment, enters boastingly, and marches up to the highest seat, only, alas! to be bidden by the master of the feast to go down lower, and to give place to those whose worthiness is in himself. We should take an extract from this neatly printed tract, but most of our readers can afford threepence, and they will not regret devoting it to the purchase of this dialogue. RELIGIOUS INTELLIGENCE. DIED on Sabbath day, January 12, the Rev. JOHN REES, the laborious and respected Minister of Crown Street Chapel, Soho. He was interred on Wednesday the 22nd Instant, under the pulpit in the Chapel. The Rev. Mr. WAKE, of Brixton, read the 15th chapter of 1 Cor. The Rev. Mr. SHARP, of Woolwich, prayed; and the Rev. Mr. HEAP, of Bury Street, delivered the funeral oration. The Rev. Mr. MANNERING concluded. The funeral sermon was preached on the following Sabbath morning, by the Rev. Mr. STODHART, of Pell Street, from Genesis 1. 24, 25, and 26. The chapel was extremely crowded on both occasions. We hope to be favoured with some particulars of this valuable servant of Christ. The funeral oration will be, most probably, inserted in our next month's Number. LINES POETRY. On the Decease of the Rev. JOHN REES, late Minister of Crown Street Chapel, Soho. "When ye are come to the brink of the water of Jordan, ye shall stand still in Jordau." Joshua iii. 8. Of late how many soldiers of the cross Call'd to repose in yon pavilion'd sky. I knew and loved him-who had long A standard bearer of the Lord he served of Peace High and conspicuous, and announced Who felt the stirrings of desire within, wave The vilest sinner plunging rose all pure. He was th' inheritor of a brighter throne, Who, reckless of the promise of a God, To th' expanded full-blown flower of heav'n. The time will come, when they, your mightiest, Remorseful will esteem, less than the dust Which stains the balance, all the wealth and state And palaces and acres earth suppliedHigh as ye rate them now-to their high state And wealth unsearchable, who, wiser, build On a to-morrow's joy their present hopes. The pale-brow'd monarch, messen- At last drew nigh, and rudely interfered Onward borne resistless and full gladly, Border wave where Death hath pitch'd From its marge his faith-invigor'd eye stepp'd to plunge; His foot is on the surface of the stream; Say, doth the chill strike fiercely, or doth now Repentant nature fondly cling to life That he withdraws it: No, no, no; his cheek Wears warm impatience, chastened His hour is not. In attitude and heart main. I was not bless'd here to behold him, but That up to death the Lord is near to And will he not across the current speed. While lingering thus, one said, In tone regretful to th' expiring_saint, "Thou 'rt going home."-" Home!" he exclaimed, "oh, yes, To heaven! to be with Christ! Sweet home indeed! But Christ is all its sweetness! Hea ven were drear Without my Lord!"-They asked "If raised to health, Say, would you point to any other hope Or preach another gospei?" Hear him speak! "I have none and I know no other hope. The gospel which I preach'd I had from God, Man never taught me; and if raised again I'd preach the same, but with more love, more zeal, More warm, intense devotion,-Christ is all!" "You'll soon," one whisper'd, "reach your high reward." "My high reward," he said, "I'll tell you where I'll take it, to my Jesu's feet, and shout Worthy the Lamb! To him alone the praise, The glory, only there ascribe th' ho sanna." "I depart," he said, "all confident That God, who hath supplied my ev'ry want, Will keep my wife and children: to my God, My covenant God in Christ, I them commit, I have no fear! When dies my latest breath I shall be praising! There is one, my child, Whose birth and life are bitter, all her cup Was drawn at Marah's fountain; when With a glad burst, when from the treasury Michael brought forth the palm-branch, harp and crown, With which Immanuel deck'd him, covering him With his own robe of whiteness, pointing him Toa fair mansion by his own right hand, And cheering him with these delightful words, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant, now Approach and share my joy." Unknown, unnoticed, 'mid the great, the tall, Of the assembled multitude, I dropp'd A warm tear to his mem'ry, and when long They number'd up his graces, giving all Their glory to his Lord, I sent a pray'r That I might imitate and be as bless'd. Even now, In the arena of my memory, Conflicting feelings strive. I grieve and yet Rejoice unfeignedly. One I loved hath gone, But whither gone? When I would paint the place My hand is heavy and my thought is dull; Eye hath not seen, ear heard, nor hath it e'er Been given the imagination to conceive The bliss immeasurable laid up in heav'n For those a Saviour calls. Jesus hear Thewarm petition of my youthful breast; Be thou my God, my guide, among the paths, The devious paths which intersect my road Shew the strait portal and the narrow THE Spiritual Magazine ; OR, SAINTS' TREASURY. 1 John v. 7. There are Three that bear record in heaven; the FATHER, the WORD, and the HOLY GHOST: and these Three are One." "Earnestly contend for the faith which was once delivered unto the saints." Jude 3. MARCH, 1833. CHRIST THE KING OF GLORY, AND THE POOR SINNER'S EVERLASTING FRIEND. PSALM XXIV. 7, 10: "Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of Glory shall come "Who is the King of Glory? The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory." in. THIS sweet love song of Zion's God and King opens by shewing Christ's kingdom of nature, comprehending the whole world and all the inhabitants, verse 1, 2; his kingdom of grace, the nature of it in the hearts of his elect redeemed, heaven-born, heaven-taught subjects; with their charter to an abundant entrance into his kingdom of everlasting glory above; as the ark entered in solemn pomp and grandeur Solomon's temple, so here God calls the heavens to open and receive Jesus, our glorious and Almighty King, in his ascension, and for us to receive him into our hearts, and render him the obedience of faith. "Who is this King of glory?" The co-equal Son of God the Father in truth and love; his promised, prepared, sent, Messiah, Jehovah incarnate: Isaiah ix. 6, and lxiii. 1, with Psalm xlv. 3, 5, 6; the Lord (of life and glory) strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle; therefore, lift up your heads, O ye celestial gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King, (Redeemer with all his ransomed to eternal bliss even,) the King of glory at the head of them, shall come in. Is the important question asked again, "Who is this King of glory?" "The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory. Heb. i. 8. What! do angels elect, sinners redeemed, the church of God, VOL. IX.-No. 107.] K with all the shining inhabitants of the regions of light, holiness, joy, rest, and peace, (Song v. 9, Matt. xxi. 9, 10,) and even all the dark abodes of eternal despair, (Rev. vi. 16, Deut. xxxii. 43,) as also our most blessed, gracious covenant Alehim, see such unspeakable, dazzling, eternal weight of glory, love, beauty, and majesty, in our sweet and everlastingly glorious Christ and precious day's-man, as to urge the question again, and again? Wonder, O, heavens; and be astonished, ye inhabitants of the earth; and O my soul, be humble, be thankful, be joyful, admire, adore, wonder, bless, and praise the free, rich, sovereign, amazing grace of King Jesus, that hath made thee to differ from those now in Tophet, (Isaiah xxx. 33, Psalm ix. 17,) as also from those who call themselves by his lovely name, (Isaiah iv. 1,) yet feed upon their own supposed wisdom and goodness, and cover them with a covering, but not of God's Spirit, having a name to live while they are dead in soul, dead in sin, and consequently dead under God's righteous law. Again, O my soul, and all ye that through grace are taught to know, love, and serve the ever-lovely King Immanuel, adore, honour, worship, and praise this King of glory, that he hath loved us, made us unlike those unnumbered millions who can see no glory, grandeur, beauty, complex delights, form, or comeliness, in His Divine Majesty (Isaiah liii. 11,) that they should desire him, being blinded, hardened, and deceived by Satan, the god of this world, kept in enmity, as all the sons of Adam by nature are, against his holy, harmless person; but, through grace, we know that he is the appointed, anointed, blissful, everlasting centre of all divine and human beauty, wisdom, power, excellency, peace, holiness, and glory (Eph. i. 10). O, ye children of Zion, look to your King Jesus, seek to him for grace to obey, and trust his holy word of command and promise, for to you doth this King of glory speak, as never man spake, (Isaiah lii. 11, 12,) saying, "Depart ye, depart ye, go ye out from thence, touch no unclean thing; go ye out of the midst of her; be ye clean that bear the vessels of the Lord." "For ye shall not go out with haste, nor go by flight: for the Lord will go before you; and the God of Israel will be your rere-ward." Again, O my soul, and all ye loyal subjects of good King Jesus, join in heart, lip, and life, the royal psalmist, to bless, praise, and glorify Zion's incarnate King, (Psalm lxvi. 8, 9,) singing, "O bless our God, ye people, and make the voice of his praise to be heard: Which holdeth our soul in life, and suffereth not our feet (of obedience, confidence, faith, hope, love, and filial fear) to be moved" from himself, the rock of salvation, to the sand-banks, traps, snares, or gins of Pelagius, Arminius, Arius, Socinus, Fuller, the papacy, or any such daubers with untempered mortar, (Ezekiel xiii. 10 to 16, with 2 Cor. xi. 13, 15,) who will, with all their adherents, be found wanting (Dan. v. 27); yea, lighter than vanity |