From tRe Weekly Messenger. ..o. THE TEMPTATEON. -sr MATHEW iv.
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E.. THE TEMFTATEON.-sr. MATHEW iv 'Tis morning-o'er the dark blue sky No mist to shade, no cloud to fly;

 And, brightly geHsm' the crystal deep Seems tn its fairied caves to sleep; In such an age, in such an hour, If thnuRhtlese, be. Thou near eO bless

 And keep me by thy watchful pow'r, O! Tempted in the wilderness! And when. OCT land and deep, there streams A glorious flood of monday beams: Keep me, in forest, cave or dell, ' .' - Or where the angry waters sweIl-- &j . !| In crowded haunts where men allure, 5., Mid foeman's wrath, or friends caress; ,.. In each, in all, preserve me pure, 0! Tempted in the wilderness! And when the evenings welcome shade Shall find me by some fountain laid; Or as she shakes her dewy wreath, Beholds me lowing unto death: q. s:-

 DNthou be near. my soul to keep

 In that sad hour of sore distress;

 And unafifighied ter me sleep, O! Tempted in the wilderness!

 Ipray to Thee. for Thou hast known My spirits suff ring, al; Thine own; And earthly wants, and mishelief, t' . And this worlds glory and it's grief, N

 And other gods, and selfish sway, .s... -. All these Thvaelf did once oppress; ..,..- -.

 Help me all these to put away,

 0! Tempted in the wilderness!