Now what glorious things we see,
In the view of all display'd!
God hath spoken, "Let it be,"

And the world receives our aid!
Light came not to us in vain;
Lo! we send it back again!

As the waters fill the deep,

So must knowledge fill the earth:
Zeal and love then cannot sleep,
Till that day receives its birth,
When, submissive to his throne,
All mankind their Saviour own.
Hail, approaching day of grace!
When our earth with joy shall see
All the glorious things take place,
Pointed out in prophecy:
Then shall peace and truth prevail,
Nor shall love and mercy fail.

Happy they who most abound

In this work of faith and love! While they scatter blessings round, Sweet the path in which they move! He who loves this sacred cause, Feels a joy no other knows.

Thou shalt look upon this page, Through the crystal vale of tears, That dim our eyes in after age; Think it was a mother's hand,

Though her smile no more thou'lt see,

Pointing toward that "better land,"
Gave this sacred gift to thee!
Lightly thou esteem'st it now,

For thy heart is young and wild,
And upon thy girlhood's brow,
Naught but sunny hope hath smiled!
But when disappointments come,
And the world begins to steal
All thy spirits early bloom,

Then its value thou wilt feel!

To thy chamber, still and lone,

Fly, and search this sacred page,
When earth's blandishments are gone,
Every grief it will assuage!
Close thy door against the din

Of worldly folly-worldly fear-
Only let the radiance in

Of each heavenly promise there!

When the bruised spirit bends

'Neath the weight of sorrow's chain, When of all life's summer friends, Not one flatterer shall remain ; Lay this unction to the wound Of thy smitten, bleeding breast,

Here the only balm is found

That can yield the weary rest!

Not alone in hours of wo

"Search the Scriptures," but while joy

Doth life's blissful cup o'erflow,

Be it oft thy sweet employ;

So, remembering in thy youth

Him whose Spirit lights each page,

Thou shalt have abundant proof,
He will not forget thine age!

THE

YOUTH'S MAGAZINE.

MARCH, 1841.

JOPPA.

THIS is one of the most ancient sea-ports in the world; its traditional history stretches far back into the twilight of time. Joppa was a border town of the tribe of Dan, and is situated in a fine plain, on the coast of the Mediterranean, thirty miles south of Cesarea, and forty-five north-west of Jerusalem. It owes all the circumstances of its celebrity, as the principal port of Judea, to its situation with regard to Jerusalem. As a station for vessels, its harbour is one of the worst on the coast. Josephus speaks of it as "not fit for a haven, on account of the impetuous south winds which beat upon it; which, rolling the sands that come from the sea against the shores, do not admit of ships lying in their station: but the merchant ships are generally there forced to ride at their anchors on the sea itself." D'Arvieux, however, is of opinion, that this port was anciently much superior to what it is at present. He observed, in the sea, south of the present port, the vestiges of a wall, which extended to a chain of rocks at some distance from the shore, by which the port was formed, and protected against the violence of the south-west winds. "This port," he remarks," was, no doubt, sufficiently good before it was filled up, although its entrance was exposed to winds from the north. At present it is so shallow, that only insignificant vessels can enter it. There was a quay, faced with hewn stone, fronting the port: it has been