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SARTAIFS MAGAZINE.

Vol. VIII.

PHILADELPHIA, JANUARY, 1851.

No. 1.

SCENES lN THE LlFE OF THE SAVlOUR.

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THE OFFERING OF THE MAO I.

Everything about Jesus Christ is a paradox. In the line of royalty, and yet born poor; cradled in a manger, yet there admired, reverenced, and worshipped by the rich, the wise, and those who trod the courts of kings. Too poor to feed his disciples, to own a home, to ride in triumph for once, to eat with his friends, or even to own a grave,—these were borrowed for him.

Not able to pay a small tax until the very fish brought money at his bidding; put to death with the outcasts of society, a rich man's new tomb was his burial-place.

How far-reaching is Divine Wisdom! Hundreds of years before Christ, a wicked man uttered the prediction that "A star should arise out of Jacob!" And now, far away on the hanks of the Euphrates, where they watched the stars, and measured the heavens, the star arises! Divinely instructed, they hasten towards the tents of Jacob. They cross the long, sandy desert, and come to Jerusalem. At the court of Herod it is announced that strangers, looking like ambassadors, have arrived.

"Let them come before us," says the proud king.

"Sire, the ancient books and traditions have taught us that a great Prince is to be born in! this land; and a new star has arisen, as we were watching in the East, and our dreams

tell us the Prince has come. We have come to worship him. Where is he?" And Herod is troubled. All the city is moved! They talk of nothing but the new star.

The strangers move on towards Bethlehem. At dusk the new star, increased in brightness, appears, coming down almost to the earth! The strangers shout in their own tongue, but stop not till the star hangs over an humble dwelling. A prince? A king? Where is the palace? Where the officers of state? Where the rejoicing nation? But their faith staggers not! They find a Babe, but they believe the vision, and opening their treasures, gold and frankincense, acknowledge him a prince and divine.

O ye, who, not understanding God's ways, think that his plans fill a circle no larger than ours—

Learn that our Father in Heaven is confined to no particular way or method of leading men to his Son. The star, the voice of Balaam, and the troubled tyrant, all lend

their aid.

Learn again that God has friends in places where we should not look for them. Though scattered widely, he sends them his promises, and on his seal is written, "The Lord knoweth who are his."

Learn that men are honoured as they honour the Saviour. These men we never hear of but once, we know only of one deed which they performed; but that deed will be admired, and will redound to their honour, as long as the world shall endure.

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II.

JOHN THE BAPTIST IN THB WILDERNESS. BT MIC AM ASUER, H.D.

.v. , ;'. . mountain side,

Along the quiet Tale;
Sweeter than the fountain's tide,

And louder than the gale,
A Voice, a Voice is heard.
Each leaflet feels the shaking,

The tall pines how their heads;
The rose, the joy partaking,

Far round its fragrance sheds;
Each by the Voice is stirred.

The green palm waves its flowers,

And rocks in echoes speak; The deserts bloom like bowers

Where murmuring waters break,—

A Voice, a Voice is there.
And louder than the thunder

That shakes the listening earth,
Or the mountains rent asunder
By the young earthquake's birth,
Now hear that Voice declare :—

"I see a new Rose spring to birth,
I sec a new Star beam on earth;
I hail a Light that gilds the East,
I feel a joy beyond the feast—

The day of promise breaking-
A lamp before the rising sun,
T speak of glories just begun;
Lore's light will burst on every eye,
*nd from the gray and miety sky
All darkness is forsaking.

"O hail that Fountain, soon to stream!
O hail that Sun, so soon to beam!
O hail that desert just awaking,
O hail! the night o'er hill-tops brenking
While all the darkness turns to graj
O men of Israeli hail your Kin?,
The old should shout, the children sing,
Seel the mountains bend before him.
See! the valleys rife to adore him,

O men of sin, prepare bis way I"

Te deafl ye now glad tidings bear!
Te lame I no more your crutches bear1
Ye blind shall see in his pure lightl
Te palsied onesl now stand upright!
For lo! our God appears.

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