O lead me to that happy path,
Where I my God may meet;
Though hosts of foes begird it round,
Though briers wound my feet.

Cheer'd with thy converse, I can trace
The desert with delight:

Through all the gloom, one smile of thine
Can dissipate the night.

Nor shall I, through eternal days,
A restless pilgrim roam;

Thy hand, that now directs my course,
Shall soon convey me home.

I ask not Enoch's rapturous flight
To realms of heavenly day;
Nor seek Elijah's fiery steeds
To bear this flesh away.

Joyful my spirit will consent

To drop its mortal load;

And hail the sharpest pangs of death,
That break its way to God.

JOY AND PROSPERITY FROM THE PRESENCE AND BLESSING OF GOD.

BY DR. DODDRIDGE.

SHINE on our souls, eternal God,
With rays of beauty shine:
O let thy favour crown our days,
And all their round be thine.

Did we not raise our hands to thee,
Our hearts might toil in vain;
Small joy success itself could give,
If thou thy love restrain.

With thee let every week begin,

With thee each day be spent ;
For thee each fleeting hour improved,
Since each by thee is lent.

Thus cheer us through this desert road,
Till all our labours cease;

And Heaven refresh our weary souls
With everlasting peace.

* Salute or welcome.

THE GLORIFIED MARTYRS.

"The noble army of martyrs praise thee."
THEY whose bones on many a steep,
Where the Alpine torrents sweep,
Whiten 'neath a distant sky,
Where may rest no kindred eye,
These, in songs of praise unceasing,
Hymn Thee on thy eternal throne;
These, in raptures still increasing,
Magnify the great Three-One.

They who, in the fiery flame,
Witness'd of the bleeding Lamb;
Bore the rack, the scourge, the wheel,
Shrank not from the pointed steel;
These have 'scaped from earth's enslaving;
In a brighter clime they rest;
Palms their spotless hands are waving:
Blest are they! for ever blest!

They who wander'd sad and lone,
By the world despised, unknown;
Exiled from their childhood's home,
Destined far o'er earth to roam;
These have clasp'd the ties once riven,
Where nor time nor change can sever;
Humbly claim'd their blood-bought heaven;
Triumph'd o'er the world for ever.

They who in the desert rude
Pined in hopeless solitude;

They who 'neath the ocean wave
Found a lonely, nameless grave;
They whom torture, toil, or danger,

Taught not to abjure their God;

They, for Heaven was their avenger,

They have vanquish'd through His blood.

Noble is the band, and strong;

Theme of ev'n angelic song:

Lofty are the lays that rise;

Hallow'd, thrilling symphonies!

Thousand, thousand mingled voices

Swell the everlasting strains;

Heaven in all its courts rejoices,

Glory fills its radiant plains.

Kingston, Jamaica, 1841.

Roche, Printer, 25, Hoxton-square, London.

ADELINE.

JERUSALEM is situated between thirty and forty miles eastward of the sea-coast. From the point opposite to Jerusalem, the coast inclines so much to the eastward, that the Syrian Tripoli, about two hundred miles to the northward, on the coast line, is nearly due north of Jerusalem. Tripoli is in 34° 30' north latitude, and 35° 45′ east longitude, and lies south-east of the eastern end of Cyprus. We give these particulars, to enable the young geographer to find more readily the place of the celebrated "cedars of Lebanon."

Lebanon is a mountain-range, running in a northerly direction parallel with the coast from a point a little to the northward of Tyre, the distance varying from twenty to thirty miles. Parallel with this range, and at a similar distance, is a second, called Anti-Lebanon, from its position. Across this, to the east is the plain on which stands the city of Damascus. From Tripoli to Damascus the distance, in a direct line, is about eighty miles, rather to the southward of south-east. On the route from Tripoli to Damascus, the traveller nearly passes the cedar-grove of Lebanon, distant about thirty or forty miles from the former place. As he is crossing the upper range of the mountains, in order to reach the valley lying between Lebanon and Anti-Lebanon, (and in which stand, still on the VOL. VI. Second Series. R