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 FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
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 THE LIBRARY OF 
 
 PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 
 
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WAR with the DEVIL: 
 
 OR THE 
 
 Young M A N's (^Qnfli^ -S1936 
 
 with the V; ; 
 
 Powers of Darkness; 
 
 Difplayed in a Poetical Dialogue between 
 YOUTH and CONSCIENCE. 
 
 Wherein is fet forth the Power of Corrup- 
 tion, and the Nature of true Converfion, in all its 
 various progreffive Steps. 
 
 Originally Written 
 
 By the late Rev. Mr* Benjamin Keach. 
 
 Now revifed and greatly improved 
 By Another. Hand. 
 
 Neceiiary to be read in all Chriftian Families. 
 
 Except a Man be bsm again, he cannot fee the Kingdom of 
 God ', John iii. 3. 
 
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THE 
 
 E D I T O R's 
 
 PREFACE. 
 
 Cliriftian Reader, 
 
 *!* H I S Book hath gone through many Editions, fmce its 
 
 firjl Appearance in the World ; and I doubt not but it has 
 been a ehofen Shaft in the Quiver of the Almighty , and often 
 hit the Joints of the Harnefs, and penetrated the Heart of 
 the mojl obdurate Sinner. 
 
 For this Purpofe it was well aimed when fir (I publijhed 
 by the Reverend and Pious Author. But through Length of 
 Time, and the Improvement of Language ftnce then, the 
 Style is now become fomewhat obfelete, and the Poetry lame. 
 And as this may probably be the Caufe why this excellent 
 little Book is grown fo fcarce, and has been fo long out of 
 Print, the Editor deems his revifing the Style, and correcling 
 the Poetry, in order to render it more ufeful in the prefent 
 Age, a fuffcient Apology for attempting its Revival. 
 
 But it may be objected, There are many excellent 
 Things of this Nature now extant, drefs'd in modern 
 Language, which feem to render this fuperfluous. 
 
 To which 1 anfwer, It is true, there arc many excellent 
 Things of modern Date, upon mojl Topicks of Divinity, yet 
 nonefeerns better calculated to do Good than this. I 
 
iv The Edit o r's Preface. 
 
 The Language is plain and familiar, eafy to be under/food, 
 very in/lruclive i and apt to draw the Attention ; it may be 
 read inafmall Space of Time, pur chafed with a trifling Ex- 
 pence, and retained (at leafl the Senfe and Relijh of it) with 
 little Burden of Memory. 
 
 It is likely to alarm the mojl Jlupid and fecure Sinners, 
 with a Senfe of their extreme Danger ; and to convince the 
 fuperficial Profeffor and Formalijl, of the Infufficiency of 
 partial Reformation ; nor is it lefs likely, to fyeak Confolation 
 to, thofe, who have fold all, to pur chafe the Pearl of great 
 Prixe. Here they may look back with Pleafure, and trace 
 the varivus Steps the Spirit of God hath taken, in convincing 
 md converting them to bimfelf; ref cuing them from the fatal 
 Snares and Allurements of the World, the Flejh, and the De~ 
 vili and making them Conquerors, and more than Conquer or \r, 
 through hitn that loved them, and gave himfelffor them. 
 
 Here it may be proper to inform the Reader , that though 
 the old Appendix, formerly annexed to this Book, viz. a long 
 Dialogue between an old Apoflaie and a young Profeffor, is 
 lift out, as far lefs ufeful than the" Body of the Work, 
 yet hi will find all that was truly excellent and valuable in 
 former Editions preferved, improved, and rendered much 
 more intelligible to every Capacity, than before ; and though 
 almojl every Line be altered, yet the original Meaning of the 
 Author is preferved as much as pojible, and the Work render- 
 id more generally injlrumentai, to pramote the Glory of God, 
 and the Good of Mankind : And if it may tend to bring 
 about thefe fcdutary Ends, it will fully fatisfy tht Editor, 
 whoft Heart's Dejire and Prayer is, that it may be accom- 
 panied with a divine B\ejf\ng unto every one, into whofe 
 
 Hands it may come. 
 
 WAR 
 
WAR 
 
 W ITH THE 
 
 DEVIL, M, 
 
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 YO UTH in his Natural State. 
 
 YOUTH. 
 
 THE Nat'rafrfts, with Aptitude, compare 
 My Age to Spring's fweet/Seafon of the Year, 
 When Sol falutes our Eyes, with Rays divine ; 
 Approaching Aries, that celeftial Sign: 
 From whence he warms the Earth, and makes it bring 
 Forth Flow'rs and Fruits, and ev'ry pleafant Thing, 
 The Plants of ev'ry Kind, and op'ning Flow'rs, 
 Adorn the Meadows after trickling Show'rs. 
 The Lambs, forgetful of pafl pinching Pain, 
 Skip now with Pleafure o'er the flow'ry Plain. 
 Behold, thofe Things that feem'd in Winter dead. 
 Spring forth afrefh, and brifkly Ihew their Head ; 
 Having obtain'd a joyful Refurreciion, 
 By Set's bright chearing Beams, and warm Reflexion. 
 B Now* 
 
% The Young Man's carnal Refolution. 
 
 ■Now, in the charming pleafant Month of May, 
 
 -The Meadows wear their Cloathing, rich and gay: 
 
 The Earth adorn'd with Garments, red and green, 
 
 Purple and yellow, glorious to be feen. 
 
 Thz/)/iij}, Cowjlip, Violet, and Rofe 
 
 Glare in our Eyes, and Beauties rich difclofe. 
 
 The chirping Birds, with their melodious Sounds, 
 
 Delight cur Ears, and Pleafure all abounds. 
 
 The IFinter's part ; the Storms, the Snow, the Rain 
 
 •4*^ now forgot, with ev'ry irkfome Pain. 
 
 Nothing but Joy, and fweet Delights appear, 
 
 While lafts this fiow'ry Seafon of the Year. 
 
 And thus it is with me in youthful Prime; 
 
 In Sports and Merriment I'll fpend my Time : 
 
 A* Birds of Pleafure frifk with eafy Wing ; 
 
 So, with my Fellows, I'll rejoice and fing. 
 
 Fll fpend my Days in Pleafure, Mirth, and Joy j„ 
 
 Nothing on Earth fhall e'er my Mind annoy : 
 
 For L'm refolv'd to range the World about, 
 
 And fearch and fuck the Sweetnefs of it out. 
 
 No Stone I'll leave unturn'd, that I may find 
 
 New Scenes of Pleafure for my craving Mind. 
 
 The Preacher's Fancies fhall not fear my Soul; 
 
 Fear fhall be buryM in a fbacious Bowl. 
 
 At Cards and Dice, and fuch brave Games I'll play 
 
 And like a Courtier drefs me fine and gay : 
 
 With fmartBag-wig, lac'dCloaths, gilt Sword and Cas 
 
 Amongft the fparkling Beaus I'll lead the Van. 
 
 With Dainties rich I'll feaft my Appetite ; 
 
 Nor once deny my Heart the leaft Delight. 
 
 I'll drink, and (port among the jov'al Crew, 
 
 Nor fear \vhnt Corrfequen^es may enfue. 
 
Youth detctled by Conference. 
 
 Ml court the Fair ; this Thing I likev/ife love, 
 
 Tho' I defign'dly fhall unconitant prove ; 
 
 For this will tend to gratify my Scnfe, 
 
 And make my Pleafure boundlefs and imrnenfe. 
 
 Whate'cr my Ears would hear, nune Eyes behold,* 
 
 Or Soul defire, fhall never be controul'd : 
 
 If all my Fortune will thofe Things procure, 
 
 I'll fpare no Cert fuch Pleafurcs to enfurc. 
 
 Thus fhall my Life,- with new Delights, be bleft, 
 
 Whilft others are with anxious Thoughts diftreit \ 
 
 Whofe Minds, by ftrange Conceits, are fill'd with Pain, 
 
 Thinking, .by lofing, all thereby to gain. 
 
 Such foolifh Riddles I could never learn ; 
 
 Objects of Senfe are only my Concern. 
 
 Let fuch vain Tools their Minds with Fancies fill) 
 
 My Luft I'll gratify, and have my Will. 
 
 What State of Life can equal this of mine ? 
 
 How far excelling what they call divine ! 
 
 This is the prefent Purpofe of my Soul ; , _ 
 
 Who dares oppofe my Courfe, or me controul ? 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Controul thee, filly Worm ! Yea, that dare fj 
 Since-* thou contemn'ft my juft Authority. 
 Thou tread'ft en me, without the leaft Regard, 
 As if I were not worthy to be heard. - 
 Thou ftriv'ft to ftifle me, and down to Death 
 Wouldft me purfue, yet canft not flop my Breath 5 . 
 For ftill I'll haunt, and put thy Soul to Pain, 
 While thus my Sanation pure th-j-d doft difilaijl* > J 
 
 B z You:^/ 
 
f'& Youth- s Contumacy* 
 
 Youth.. 
 
 What ! Who art thou that dar'ft to be fo bold ? : 
 I; fcorn to be by any Pow'r ccntroul'd. 
 But now, I pray thee, tell,; and let me know,. 
 "Whence comes thyPow'r ; come, thy Commiflicn ihew; 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Be not fo hot, and thou fhaltknow my Name^ 
 See my Commiffion, alfo whence I came. 
 I'm no Ufurper : yet I thee command 
 Thy Courfe to ftop, and make-a prefent Stand. 
 Thy Pleafures quit \ break off thy vicious Courfe*. 
 Or thou (halt feel a Hell of fharp Remorfe. 
 Soon thou {halt fee, and quickly thou (halt hear, 
 Such Things as (hall affright thine Eye and Ear* 
 For all thy Courage, ere I thee fcrfake, 
 I'll bring thee News^. enough to make thee quafce^ 
 
 Yo u T H. 
 
 Whoever thou. art,. I'll make thee by and by^ 
 Confefs thou haft accused me wrongfully: 
 From Murder I am clear^ in Thought and Deed 1 ,, 
 Therefore thy Charge recant; and pray, take heed. 
 But firft of all, pray let me know thy Name; 
 Or hence depart,, and hide- thy Head for Shame.. 
 Thou feem ? ft.a quarrelfome Ufurper bold ; 
 Yet know, by thee I'm not to be controul'd : 
 But ere thou go'ft, thy Name declare to me, . 
 ©r Fm refoly'd to he. ay«ng'd on ,thee. . 
 
 SI on** 
 
Youth- impleaded by Confcienc;\ j£ 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Have I accus'd thee wrongfully ? ah, no ! 
 Til plainly prove my Charge before I go. 
 What>greater Violence canft thou do more 
 Than thou haft done, and threaten'd me before ? 
 Forbear thy Threats ; be ftill, and hold thy Handy 
 And thou my Name (halt quickly underftand. 
 ..Yea, thou fhalt know my Office, Pow'r, and Place 
 Of Refidence; which Things may work out Peace, 
 I am Vicegerent to a mighty King, 
 Whofe fov'reign Sway o'er-ruleth ev'ry Thing. 
 He keeps one Court above, and one below, 
 O'er which I'm Deputy, as thou fhalt know^ 
 To acl and judge, according to my Light ; 
 Impartially I give each Ma:* his Right. 
 Thofe I condemn, who wilful Rebels are, 
 And juftify th' obedient and fincere. 
 I'm chafgid to keep a Watch continually, 
 O'er all Men's Actions, with a careful Eye ; 
 And therefore thee I likewife muft accufe 
 Of manv horrid Crimes, and fad Abufe 
 Of Time and Talents, which to thee were lent 3 
 All which thou haft moft fhamefully mifpent. 
 Nay, Murder, Treafon, and fuch Villainy 
 Againft the Crown and royal Dignity 
 Of that great Prince, from whom thou haft thy breathy 
 Thou haft committed, and incens'd his Wrath. 
 And I, the Deputy of this great King, 
 A Warrant have, thy guilty Soul to bring 
 Before his Bar, that thou may'ft there confefs 
 Thy horrid Crimes., and loathfome Wickednefs. ^ 
 
 ■ B 3 Ab(ac£ ; 
 
9 Conference figUtd #j|N YonthV 
 
 A black Indiftment, I've drawn up in truths 
 
 Againft thyfelf, poor miferable Youth ! 
 
 Thy Pride and Pleafure now I'll fedly mar* 
 
 Whilft thou ftandft trembling at thy Maker's Bar. \ 
 
 Thy fports and Games, and youthful Lufts fhall.be* 1 
 
 No more a fweet and pleafing Scene to thee. 
 
 Thy Crimes forgot will all againft. thee rife v 
 
 And fill thy Soul wkh Terror and Surprize. 
 
 And now, to put thee alfo out of Doubt, 
 
 My Name is Conference,, which thou bear'ft about J c 
 
 I am that fecrct Monitor within, 
 
 Which in thy Breaft beholds and checks thy Sm*. 
 
 Truth is my- Rule ; ,Men's Courfe* I compare 
 
 According as their Minds enlfo-hten'd are : . 
 
 And when they walk contrary to that Light, , 
 
 I then accufe them, in their Maker's Sight : . 
 
 But when: -their Talents they difcreetly ufe, 
 
 I then their frail Infirmities exeufe. 
 
 But thou haft walk'd, without the leaft Controulv., 
 
 Againft God's Law, and finn'd againft thy Soul ; ; 
 
 lio ! thou art try'd, caft^ and condemn'd by me, a 
 
 Involv'd in Guik, black Shame, and Mifery. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Confclence art thou ? why art thou come fo Jate ? ' 
 Thy Admonitions now are out of Date. 
 Thou melancholy Ghoft, away from me;; 
 My Pleafure I'll purfue, in fpite of thee. 
 Far better Guefts, behold, to me are come; 
 Qonfcience, depart ; for thee I have no Room, 
 Shall I be check'd by thee, a filly Thought ? 
 And into Fear by foolifh Fancy brought i 
 
 What! 
 
Youth Jharply reproved by Confcicnce. 
 
 What ! was it thee that my Indictment drew ? 
 Charg'd me with Treafon, and with Murder too ? 
 A Fig for thee, and all that thou canft do ! 
 Forbear againft me thu* to prate and preach ; 
 For FmTefolv'd at length thy Neck to ftfetch. 
 Fll fwear, caroufe, and play with Whores at Will, 
 Until I've ftiffl'd thee, and made thee {till. 
 Fll clip thy Wings^ and let thee fee at length 
 I'm Over-match for thee and all thy Strength $ - 
 And if thou: fpeak'ft, J will not lend an Ear : - 
 But turn my Back upon thee with a Sneer. 
 If thou grow'ft noify, .when; Frazil alone, ; 
 Fll hafte away, and prefently be gpne 
 To thofe brave Boys, who to is the Pot about ; 
 And thus, in Time 7 Fll tire thy Patience out. 
 To Plays and Mafquerades, and Games fublime,,, 
 FJ1 go, . and thus-get rid of thee iiv Time. 
 
 o n s c i e'n c s: 
 
 Ah ! fhibbornv foolifh Youth,- be not fo rafh ; 
 Or thou {halt quickly feel my cutting Lafh, 
 I have a fearful Whip, and bitter Sting ; 
 Soon will they make theeeeafe to boait and fing. 
 1*11 gripe thee fore, and make thee howl and groan 5 , 
 If thou in this mad Courfe of Singo'ft on. 
 As ftubborn Necks as thine I've made to yield ? 
 This malt thou find before I quit? the Field. 
 Go where thou wilt, thy wand'ring Feet Fll find, - 
 And there torment and vex thy guilty Mind. 
 Nor is it in thy Pow'r to make me off, 
 Tho' at me now thou feem'ft to jeer and feoff. 
 
 B> 4. Tho*i 
 
8v Y<rath jharply reprsv'dby Conferences 
 
 Thou count'ft me but ^Thought^ a fidious Dream y 
 
 But Pm oommiflion'd by the King fupreme, 
 
 To curb thy Courfe \ nor will I fear thy Wrath, 
 
 Tho' thou haft threatened me with ling'ring Death. 
 
 Pll check thee daily in thy mad Career ; . 
 
 And this thy fmful Courfe fhall coft thee dear. 
 
 The Fruits of Sin are certain Woe and Pain ; 
 
 Ceafe then from Sin, if thou would ft Peace obtain. 
 
 Since Light from Heav'n is darted into me, 
 
 While Sin remains, Difturbance thou mult fee : 
 
 Therefore let me advife the£ as a Friend ; 
 
 Refrain thy Courfe, and to my Voke attend : 
 
 Submit thyfelf to my Authority,. 
 
 Which Pve received from the great King moft high* 
 
 If thou wouldft Peace and Pleafure here obtain,* 
 
 No mere my Counfel haughtily difdain ; 
 
 But hear my Voice for once, be wife and try 
 
 Th' Experiment ; then, if thou canft deny, 
 
 That my Advice is wholefome, then forbear 
 
 To hearken to my Voice, or yield to Feari* 
 
 If Pleafure is thy Choice, forfake thy Sin ; 
 
 For no true Pleafure can be found therein : 
 
 But if thou wilt incline thine Ear to me,. 
 
 If I do not more Joy afford to thee. 
 
 Than all thy Sins ; then ne'er. believe me more, 
 
 But flight me ftill, as thou haft done before. 
 
 Confider well \ what Comfort is in Sin? 
 
 What ostward Peace, while there- is War within-? 
 
 'Tis all a Cheat to hope for Pleafure here, 
 
 Uniefs thou doft thy finful Courfe forbear : 
 
 Get Peace- within \ but that thou ne'er canft do, 
 
 Until thoubidd'ft thy vaip Delights adieu. 
 
Confcience rtafomng with Youth' aft 
 
 This will, if once obtained, afford more Joy 
 To thy poor Soul, than all thy Gold will buy* 
 
 And now, fince we're alone,- let thee and I 
 More midly talk about Supremacy. 
 
 Will it be beft'to let Corruption reign^ 
 Which nought procures but Sorrow, Shame r and Pain, 
 And Confcience to reject, whole Love to thee, 
 From Bondage,. Sin *md Shame, would fet thee free? 
 Have not thefe rampant Lulls, that rule the Senfe,. 
 Brought many Men to Shame and' Indigence ? 
 What brave Eflates have fome confum'd thereby,. 
 And now are glad in Barns on- Straw to lie ? 
 How many Families have been undone,, 
 By walking in that Way thou haft begun? 
 How many fwagg'ring Sparks have thus been brought 
 To {linking Goals, where they muft pine and rot ?- 
 How many fwing,at Tyburn ev'ry Year, 
 For their negle&ingmy Advice to hear ? 
 Yea, many Thoufands have been quite undone, 
 While they my wholefome Counfels drove to (hun* 
 Some flop my Mouth a Time ; I cannot fpeak, 
 And then they fport and play, and merry make, 
 Thinking I'm dead, and ne'er fhall gripe them more,. 
 But with keen Laihes foon I make them roar. 
 Nay, fome of them I drive into Defpair, 
 When in their; Faces I begin to flare; 
 Nor Peace by Night or Day their Spirits find, 
 I fo perplex and haunt their troubled Mind. 
 What fay'fl thou now, poor Youth ?— Wilt thou fubmit ?• 
 Weigh well the Danger, and the Benefit, 
 Thou feeft the Danger is immenfely great, 
 If Men rebel, and ConfcUnce ill intreat, 
 
 * Nor. 
 
IQ Youth troubled^ Conference purfues hinn 
 
 Ncr is their Profit lefs, who, Heart and Hand, 
 Freely fubrcit themfelves to my Command. 
 Now what fay 'ft thou ? Wilt thou my Voice, obey l 
 Or wilt thou walk in the forbidden Way ? 
 
 Yo u T H, 
 
 Was ever Youth perplex'd and tofs'd as I T 
 Who flourifh'd fair in my Profperity ? 
 ConfcienW) like fome foul Fiend, dogs me about-- 
 Where'er I go, within Doors or without : 
 At Home, abroad, by Night or Day, I find 
 No Reft nor- Quiet for my tortur 'd Mind. 
 Confcience^ what is the Caufe thou mak'ft fuch Strife 
 I can't enjoy the Comforts of my Life. 
 I am fo grip'd and pinch'd within my Breaft, 
 I knew not where to go, nor where to Feft; 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 The Caufe is plain, thou need'ft not afk me why 
 Thou know'ft, my Sanation thou wouldft not obey; 
 Thou haft not walk'd according to thy Light ; 
 But wilful finn'd with all thy Mind 1 and Might. 
 I am God's faithful Witnefs, and muft fpeak 
 Whene'er thou doH his righteous Precepts. break. 
 .This is the Office he hath fixt me in, 
 To warn, exhort, and reprimand thy Sin. 
 I muft reprove, and fharpiy thee accufe, 
 While thus thy Maker's Gifts thou doth abufe. 
 I can't betray my Truft, nor hold my Peace, - 
 Until thou doftthy vicious Courfes ceafe : 
 'Till thou thy dear beloved Lufts forfake, 
 I fhall purfue, and make thy Heart-ftrings ach. 
 
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Youth through Pride will not yield. *i 
 
 Y O U T H. 
 
 Corfeienec, forbear, and keep thy, fa-ge Advice $ 
 I can't conform, thy Joules are too precife. 
 Knock at my Door no more ; I tell thee plain. 
 Thy Admonitions wholly I difdain. 
 Lo, I'm a Man of Fortune, brave and gay, 
 I cannot «xtoop to fuch a low-liv'd Way ; 
 'Tis much below my Birth .and Parentage, 
 And it agrees not with my prefent Age. 
 Therefore forbear, I cannot now regard 
 This grave Advice I have fo often heard. 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Alas ! proud. Flefh, doft think thyfelf too high 
 To yield, and bow to God's Authority 4 
 Whofe Deputy I am, and thence derive 
 Fow'r to fupprefs the ftouteft Man alive? 
 My Pow'r is great, and my Commiflion large $ 
 There's not a Man but I with Folly charge : 
 The King and P enfant arc alike to me, 
 I favour none of high or low Degree : 
 When they tnmlgrefs, I in their Faces fly 
 Without Regard, or Fear of Standers-by. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Forbear thy hoafting ; doft thou not perceive, 
 That fcarce a Man or Woman will .believe 
 One Word thou fav'il, thou'rt grown fo out of Date 3 
 Be filent then, nor more prefume to prate. 
 Thy Credit in the Country is but fmall ; 
 There's few or none can thee abide at all. 
 
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T2 Youth'* Arguments agairijl Conscience* 
 
 The Hujhandman his Landmark can't remove, 
 
 But ftraight thou doft him bitterly reprove ; 
 
 Nor plow a Furrow of his Neighbour's Land, 
 
 But thou command'ft him prefently to ftand ; 
 
 There's not a Man can ftep'the leaft awry, 
 
 33ut out againft him fiercely thou doft<fly $ 
 
 The People ev'ry where thou doft fo tire, 
 
 They've banifh'd thee almoft from ev'ry Shire-.; 
 
 And in the Gity thou artfo abhorr'd, 
 
 There's very few will .now believe thy Word $ 
 
 Por if they did, they cculd not, as they do, 
 
 Their various Paths of Pleafure fo purfue ; 
 
 Their Pride and Luxury, and gaudy Drefs, 
 
 Their Swearing, Cheating, and their Drunkenncfs, 
 
 With many other Vices, would decay, 
 
 If they believ'd the Things that thou doft fay. 
 
 The Whores and Bawds, the^Stcws and Brothels then 
 
 Would.be detefted by all Sorts of Men ; 
 
 The Stage would languifh, and the A£tors mourn, 
 
 •Or change their Trade, and all their Play-books burn. 
 
 'Twould change the Face of Things, and quite deftroy 
 
 The fweet Delights T that People now enjoy ; 
 
 'T would make our fwagg'ring Beaus their Heads hang 
 
 And airy Youth look like a Country Clown ; [down, 
 
 Nay, half Fanatics we fhould quickly be, 
 
 If we believ'd and hearken'd much to thee : 
 
 But this one Thing revives and chears my Heart, 
 
 There's few in Town or Country takes thy Part, 
 
 Only a few, whom w? wild Nicknames give ; 
 
 Abhor'd by all, and judg'd not fit to live. 
 
 'Tis out of Fafhion grown, all Men may fee, _ 
 
 Confcknce, to mind thee in the leaft Degree. 
 
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Youth'* Arguments refuted. \ -v 
 
 He that can't whore and fwcar, without Controul, 
 
 We count a foolifhj weak, and tim'rous Soul : 
 
 Therefore, tho' thou fo defp'rately doft fall 
 
 On me, xyoox Youth \ yet lo ! I hope I fhall 
 
 Get loofe from thee, and then I'll tear the Ground-,. 
 
 And in confummate Pleafure long abound, 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Ah! poor deluded Youth ^ doft thou not know 3 
 That moft Men in the fatal broad Way go ? 
 And what, tho' .they againft me thus rebel, 
 Wilt thou with them plunge headlong into Hell ? 
 For all, who will of me no Warning take, 
 Are haft'nins; down to that tremendous Lake. 
 And what, tho' I'm in no Requeft with them, 
 Don't they likewife the Word of God contemn ? 
 Don't they the Lav/ and Gofpel both defpife, 
 Left thefefhould from their Idols turn their Eyes ? 
 And what, tho' fuch as do my Voice obey, 
 Are in the World defpjs'd, and made a Prey 
 To ev'ry rav'ning Wolf of favage Breed ? 
 Yet doth their inward Peace abundantly exceed-. 
 It far excels whate'er the World can give, 
 For they in true fubftantial Pleafures live. 
 Come then, proud foul, nor longer now contend^ 
 But leave thy Lufts, and to my Sceptre bend ; 
 For I'll not leave thee in this State fecure, 
 But clofe purfue thee to thy dying Hour : 
 And if thou doft not with my Words comply, 
 I'll hang upon thee to Eternity ; 
 And, like a deathlefs Viper, make thee fmart, 
 With endlefs Gnawing at thy tortur'd Heart. 
 
 C Youth: 
 
-iv. Yci.iV; Attempt, ti> fieefrtfrn (inference 
 
 Y OUT H. 
 
 . Consciences forbear ; for Fm refolv' J to fly 
 Where I may hide me from .thy teazirigEye. 
 There I'll enjoy myfelf, exempt from Pain, 
 And thou to find me fhall attempt in vain. 
 
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 NSCIENCE. 
 
 Ah! focliih !TatfZ>, think how can jthis be done ! 
 From Confcience 'tis in vain to try to run : 
 No univerfal Place thou canft defcry^ 
 Will ever hide thee from my piercing Eye. 
 With equal Eafe thro' Dark and Light I fee ; 
 No Cov'ring hides thy fecret Crimes from me : 
 Where'er thou art, Jo! I am always near, v 
 To fear thy guilty Soul with tort'ring Fear. 
 Could Cain or 'Judas from my Prefence fly. 
 Or hide their Crimes from my accafmg Eye ? 
 Did' not I dolfe purfue them to the End,' 
 And make them rue their Madnefs, to offend 
 Iv'Iy glorious Prince, and me his true Viceroy? 
 How i:)x\ did I their fhvtt'ring Blifs deftroy ? 
 then!, deluded Youths I' pray take heed, 
 Be v. . thou would!} be freed 
 
 From Veng'ance hhfa and endlcfs Wrath to come, 
 Wjta fiball call thee hence to hear thv Doom, j 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Wh^t ! citi I neither flee, nor thee fubdue ? x 
 do not then -pu.rfue • 
 ! b j forbear a- while ; 
 Uth and Beauty fpoi! ! 
 
Youth pa 
 
 Flow'r and Spring-tide of my Age, 
 Oh ! pity me, and ceafe thy hit 
 
 'tis yet too green } 
 )leafarrt Days have others feen : 
 enjoy the lame, nor on >wn ; ' 
 
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 u halt borne, i ne, 
 
 Am au not grant roe the SowVy Prime 
 
 Of thofe good Days, which God on me beftows ? 
 Oh ! do not thou my juft Requelt. oppofe. 
 And when I've fpent my Youth in Gallantry, 
 Then Til grow fage, and take Advice of thee. 
 Mean-time, let me my youthful Days employ 
 In what young Men efteem their chiefeft Joy, 
 
 CONSCIE N C E. 
 
 What ! after all thy faucy Infults great, 
 Doft thou begin by Flatt'ry to intreat ? 
 And thmk'ft thou thus o'er Confclence to prevail ? 
 ' Ah, vain Conceit ! this Effort foon will fail, 
 'Tis quite againft my Nature, know in truths 
 To wink at Sin, or thus to pity Youth. 
 From God I no fuch Liberty derive ; 
 Nor will I at the fmaileil Sin cannive. 
 Did God in Wrath, blow me, thy^Candle, out, 
 Then thou in Sin might'it quietly take thy Rout; 
 But woe to thee that ever thou wail born, 
 If from thy Soul the Light fhould thus be torn ! « 
 To grope in Darknefs, wallowing in thy Sin ; 
 Then will thy never-ending Woes begin. 
 But whilft in thee remains that legal Light, 
 aid thy Sins I cannot ceafe to fight. 
 
 C 2 Th 
 
x6 , Youth appeals to Truth, 
 
 They're odious in God's Sight ; nor will he give 
 One Moment's Liberty in Sin to live. 
 Great is thy Danger, if thou doft delay, 
 Or put off thy Repentance for a Day ! 
 Whate'er thy Hand finds thee this Day to do, 
 With all thy Might immediately purfue *. 
 But if thou wilt not me believe, O Youth ! 
 Go fearch God's facred Oracles of Truth, 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Well, Confclence, fince no Peace thou wilt affbrd > 
 I'll then apply to God's Aire written Word. 
 So far I'll with thy Counfel now comply, 
 For I am forejy troubled inwardly. 
 F1I make a Trial ; I'm refolv'd to fee • 
 If Canfcience and the Word of Truth agree. 
 Truth cannot' err, nor lie, tho' Conscience mar * 
 For that mifguided often leads aftray : 
 But if they both declare the felf-fame Thing, 
 *TwilI fome Amazement to my Spirit bring. 
 Now my Requeft, and all I humbly crave, 
 Is fome fnort Time in youthful Lulls to have. 
 Confcience denies me this ; Truth, what fay'ft thou, 
 Oh, pity me, and this fmall Boon allow ! 
 To me, poor Lad, alas ! I am but youngs 
 A tender Flow'r, that is but lately fprung 
 ; From Nature's Soil ; and Confcience Day and Night 
 HarrafTes me with all his Main and Might. 
 Juft as the'Froft the tender Bud deftroys, 
 So doth he ftrive to flop my early Jcys. 
 
 EccU ix. 5.Q0 
 
 Mtift 
 
Trut'iV Sermafl to S 
 
 reform, and all my Lufb ; 
 C) then fbme fitter Seafon let me take ! 
 
 r all Things under Heav'n, io ! there's a Tim:, 
 
 let me then enjoy my youthful Pri 
 When I'm grown older I'll return to God, 
 And fhun the Path my youthful Feet have trod. 
 
 T R U T K. 
 
 Hold, hold, vain Youth ! thou art mifhken now. 
 No Time to live in Sin doth God allow. 
 If I may fpeak, attend, and thou (halt hear ; 
 For I with Confcience alfo Witnefs bear : 
 
 1 am 'his Guide, his Fade, and by my L 
 
 He acts, dictates, and fpeaks the Thing that's right ; • 
 
 Therefore thou art undone, if thou deny 
 
 To hear his Voice, and with his Words comply, 
 
 Art thou too young thy finful Ways to leave ? 
 
 And haft thou not a precious Soul to iave. ? 
 
 Art thou too young to Ieav< 
 
 When old enough for it in Hell to lie ? 
 
 fitter Seafon, Youth, doft think to find ? 
 JTis Satan this fuggefts into thy Mind. 
 A fitter Seafon never can be found, 
 Than when God calls ; and now thou hear'ft the Sound^ 
 " Return to me, return now fpeedily, 
 " Why wilt thou thus reject my Voice and die :y 
 Thofe who rebellious are to his fweet Voice, 
 Shall one Day rue their mad delufive Choice." 
 But, Youths pray once more lend an Ear to me, 
 aft thou art young thy Maker calls to thee., 
 
 f Ezek. xxxiii. n . 
 
 C ^ " keme 
 
i8 Truth** Sertnoxy &e* 
 
 cc Remember thy. Creator in thy Youth */' 
 
 Now, now obey the Voice of facred Truth. 
 
 The firft ripe Fruits of old the Lord requir'd f $ 
 
 And ftill of thee the fame is yet defir'd, 
 
 That thou to him a Sacrifice fhould give 
 
 Gf thy beft Days J, and learn betimes to live 
 
 Unto the Praife of his moft holy Name ; 
 
 And not by Sin his Glory to blafpheme, 
 
 This is, dear Touth y thy happy chufing Time,. 
 
 While thou doft flourifh in thy youthful Prime- 
 
 *f Set thy Affections on the Things above §.," 
 
 And feek an IntVeft in the Saviour's Love. 
 
 Did not Jehovah firft thy Breath beftow, 
 
 And alfo place thee on this Earth below ? 
 
 And many precious Bleffings to thee give, 
 
 That thou to him alone fhouldft fubjedt live ? 
 
 Think how he fent his own beloved Son, 
 
 To die for Crimes, that rebel Worms had doneJ. 
 
 Behold him nailM to an accurfed Tree, 
 
 For Crimes committed by fuch Foes as thee : 
 
 But whilft in wilful Sin thou doft remain. 
 
 Thou ftriv'ft him ftill to crucify again ||. 
 
 Thy crimfon Sins are odious to the Lord, 
 
 Or he had never drawn- his dreadful SwQrd,. 
 
 And (heath'd it in the Bowels of his Sori^ 
 
 To fatisfy for w^hat fuch Crimes had done. 
 
 Nothing appears more hateful in his Sight 
 
 Than thefe bafe Lulls in which thou tak'ft Delight & 
 
 * Eccl. xii. i. t Exod. xxll 29. 
 
 J Eccl. xi. 9. I Col. iii. 2. 
 
 jj. Hcb. vi. 6. 4 2 Pet, ii. 1.0.. 
 
 And 
 
Truth** Sermon^ &c. gjj 
 
 And wik thou not, vain Youth, be yet deterr'd 
 
 From thy vain Ways ? What ! is thy Heart fo hard 
 
 That nothing yet will caufe it to relent, 
 
 And of thy num'rous Follies to repent ? 
 
 Give Ear to Truth, Truth never told a Lie, 
 
 " Flee youthful Lufts *," that dang'rous Vanityv 
 
 And now obey thy Maker's gracious Call 
 
 Tofeek his heav'nfy Kingdom firft of all, 
 
 And all Things needful then fhall added be ; 
 
 Nothing that's good fhall be witheld from the: - 
 
 But if thou doft this golden Time neglect, 
 
 And this his Call and Promifes reject, 
 
 Unmindful of the Things that do pertain 
 
 Unto thy Peace and everlafting Gain, 
 
 Then God provok'd will wait on thee no iiiore^ 
 
 But fhut againft thee Mercy's open Door, 
 
 And leave thee howling at the golden Gate, 
 
 Crying for Entrance when it is too late. 
 
 While Terms of Peace thy Maker doth afford, 
 
 Yield to his Call, left he uniheath his Sword ; 
 
 For if his dreadful Wrath thou doft provoke, 
 
 He'll break thy Bones with an eternal Stroke %>. 
 
 Who can before his Indignation ftand \ 
 
 Or bear the Weight of his uplifted Hand ? 
 
 Let earthy Potfheards with each other jar, 
 
 But who dare with their Maker wage a War § ? 
 
 Wilt thou with Satan, his grand Foe, combine, 
 
 And fay o'er thee Chrifl Jefus fhall not reign ? 
 
 Wilt thou, vile Traytor-like, contrive the Death 
 
 Of that great King from whom thou haft thy Breath ? 
 
 * l Pet. ii. li. t Mat. vii. 7. 
 
 % PfaL ii. 9. § la. xlv. 9. 
 
 C 4 Wik 
 
20 Truths Sermon, Sec. 
 
 Wilt thou call Dirt upon the Holy One, 
 And keep Immdnuel from his rightful Throne ? 
 Over thy Gonfcience 'tis his Right to fway * ; 
 Dar'ft thou eppofe his Reign, and difobey ? 
 Wilt thou refift his dread and fov'reign Pow'r I 
 Or dare to parley with him for an Hotir ? 
 Or gratify the Devil, who thereby 
 Regains frefh Strength, his Throne to fortify 
 In thy proud Heart ; and make his Kingdom ftrong^ 
 By tempting thee to fin whilft thou art young ? 
 But here the Word of God again breaks in : 
 64 As well may /Ethiopians change their Skin; 
 " Or Leopards purge the Spots that Nature gave, 
 u As old Tranfgreffors their vile Cuftpms leave f." 
 Dar'ft thou, frail Worn^ ChriJFs Government oppofiy 
 And with the Devil and Corruption clofc ? 
 A Slave to Satan had ft thou rather be 
 Than take GhriJTs eafy Yoke, and be made free ? 
 Which will afford moft Comfort in the End, 
 The Lord to pleafe, and Satan to offend j 
 Or Satan to obey, and fo thereby 
 Declare thyfelf Jehovah's Enemy? 
 For whofo lives in Sin, it is moft clear,. 
 That open- Enemies to God they are. 
 And wilt thou yield unto the Devil ftill, 
 And greedily#ob?y his curfed Will ? 
 .Doft think, vain Youth, that he will prove thy Friend, 
 When thou haft drud^'d and ferv'd him to the End? 
 Doth Sin (which is the Excrement of Hell) 
 Afford thy Nofe a fweet and flagrant Smell I N 
 
 .Rom. xiii. .5. f Jeivxiii. 230 
 
 
Truths Sermon, &x\ %i 
 
 And is Chrijl Jefus, Source of all Delight, 
 
 Lefs worthy, and lefs lovely in thy Sight ? 
 
 Wilt thou his Beauties, infinitely fair, 
 
 With Sin (the loathfom'ft Thing on Earth) compare? 
 
 And (hall thy Lufts be more efteem'd by thcc 
 
 Than ail the Glories of th' eternal Three ? 
 
 For that which Men do moil eftecm they chufe, 
 
 And Things of lefier Value they refufe. 
 
 But Chrift (it feems) is nothing in thine Eyes, 
 
 Since thus thou dofthis Meftages defpife. 
 
 He calls, he knocks, and ftill thou wilt not hear., 
 
 From his Reproofs thou turn'ft away thine Ear. 
 
 Behold ! he now ftands knocking at thy Door, 
 
 With ev'ry good and precious Thing in Store : 
 
 Gold for the Poor, and Cloathing for the bare. 
 
 Food for the hungry, moft exceeding rare* 
 
 The falutary'ft Med'cines for Mankind, 
 
 Strength to the Lame, and Eye-falve for the Blind : 
 
 A Pardon for the Souls condemn'd to dre, 
 
 And for poor Captives-glorious Liberty. 
 
 All thefe he hath, and freely doth beftow 
 
 (Without Reward) on thofe that to him go : 
 
 Yea, all the richeft Things of Heav'n above 
 
 He hath to give, yet nothing makes thee move 
 
 To ope' the Door - y but ftill he calls and knocks, 
 
 'Till wet with Dew are his moft precious Locks y 
 
 And with the Drops of the long tedious Night 
 
 His Head is wet, while thou his Calls doft flight ; 
 
 And rather hugg'ft thy Lufts and Pleafures ftill, 
 
 Than yield that Chrift with Heav'n thy Soul fhould fiJk 
 
 Tho' he ten thoufand thoufand Worlds excels, 
 
 And makes the happy Soul, wherein he dwells, 
 
 Enjoy 
 
Erfoy 
 
 ?,:V Truth's Sermon, &c/ 
 
 rgoy a little Heaven while here on Earth, 
 Filling ft up with endlefs Joy and Mirth : 
 
 iicK makes grey-headed Winter like the Spring 
 And happy Youths, like heav'nly^ Angels, ling. 
 Such Souls he doth fo highly elevate, 
 All earthly Phantoms they abominate ; 
 And fenfual Pleafures they no more compare, 
 With Chrifi, who is incomparably fair.. 
 Nay, h 13 Reproach, the Scandal of his Crofe 
 They gladly bear, nor fear to fuffer Lofs : 
 Let me ' per f wade thee then to tafte and try 
 How is * ; for then with boundlefs Joy> 
 
 Thou wilt admjre the Beauties of his Face, 
 And rnatchlefs Riches of his glorious Grace ; 
 That e'er thy happy Ears were blefl to hear 
 
 fuch a Saviour, fuch a Saviour dear ! 
 And that he deign'd to fend thee fuch. Advice, 
 To brirg thy wand'ring Soul toParadife, 
 "When he had purchas'd (on th' accurfed Tree, 
 ood) a Pardon dear for thee ; 
 Pwuin to prevent, 
 Stoop'd down hirnfelf, and bore thy Puniflmient* 
 But none can know the Nature of that Peace, 
 And inward joys he gives, which never ceafe, 
 But thofe few happy Souls who tafte the fame, 
 And are become the Followers of the Lamb: 
 No Fen can fetit forth, no Tongue declare, 
 Nor Heart eojj^e the Happi&efs they are 
 Pcfieft of^ji^the Lord of Life enjoy, 
 Uafading j/ieafures that will never cloy* 
 
 • PkUxxxiv. g; : 
 
Truth': fie. 2:3 
 
 :h is the Nature of Man's Heart and Breatt, 
 He always pants for fome fubftantial Rett. 
 Kut in his Search he finds all Vanity ; 
 For nought on Earth his Soul can fatisfy. 
 'Tis not in Honour, that's an empty Dream ; 
 5 Tis not in RkbiSj that is but the fame; 
 'Tis not in carnal Pleafure, airy Mirth ; 
 At lafT he owns it is not here on Earth : 
 For if to Honmr fwiftly he afpires, 
 Still, ftill he finds unfatisfy'd Defires* 
 Kingdoms and Crowns on tott'ring Bafcs Hand, 
 
 Servant foon the Matter may command, 
 Belfua%%ar when upon his Throne of State, 
 
 foon his Knees againir each other beat ! 
 How was he frighted, when, upon the Wall, 
 The ■ rs foon foretold his Fall ! 
 
 His impious Featt, and all his Pomp was vain, ( 
 
 ;id, that i 
 
 -ii are often flll'd V 
 
 ,'ex'd, the how to 2: 
 
 Tall Cedars often fall, when Shrubs abide j - 
 For '1 nd ttrangely turn the 1 
 
 that's in Honour lives but little Space, 
 Dies like a Brute, • f o ends his :. ice. 
 
 Wh'ej '; \ red now, that mighty Man of c 
 And where's the Glory of the Head of Go!c 
 Great Mqj nee, wh Sceag^s I 
 
 .: igheit Place of nthta^. Government 
 
 it i 
 
 But 
 
24 Truths Sertnon, &c. 
 
 But if to Riches thou (houldfi: turn thiire Eyes, 
 
 And think beneath that Stone the Pearl it lie^ 
 
 Here thou wilt find a Difappointment ftill, 
 
 This World's not big enough thy Soul to filj. 
 
 If Store of Gold and Silver thou fhouldft gain, 
 
 Riches increafing will increafe thy Pain. 
 
 'Twixt Cares to get, and daily Fears of Lofs, 
 
 *Twill more and more thy troubled Spirits tofs* 
 
 Riches have Wings, and fvvift away they fly, 
 
 And leave their Owners in Extremity, 
 
 He that had Thoufands by the Year laft Night, 
 
 Is left as poor as *Jcb by Morning Light. 
 
 Then, Youth, forbear on Wealth to fet thy Mind, 
 
 For this of Blifs will leave thee far behind. 
 
 And if to Pleafure thou fhouldft turn thine Eyes, 
 
 Thinking therein to find the mighty Prize, 
 
 This alfo will a Difappointment bring, 
 
 And caufe thee mourn more than it made thee fing ; 
 
 This airy God will but a Moment laft, 
 
 And doleful Sadnefs follow it as faft. 
 
 Thy carnal Mirth, alas ! how foon forgot ? 
 
 Like crackling Thorns beneath a feething Pot. 
 
 And whilft thou ftriv'ft thy fmful Luft to pleafe, 
 
 Thy raging Conference, Youth, who fhall appeafe ? 
 
 If finful Pleafure feem like pleafant Meat, 
 
 The bitter Sauce thou wilt with Horror hate. 
 
 And as for Beauty, fhould it fteal thy Heart, 
 
 Without the Beauty of the inward Part, 
 
 Lo, this will prove a moft deceitful Snare, 
 
 And deep involve thee, ere thou art aware. 
 
 That Beauty, which Man's carnal Heart doth prize, 
 
 Is no more lovely in Jehovah's Eyes, 
 
 • ■ Tho' 
 
Truth*. . 
 
 , and rich Attire, 
 athfome Swine that wallow in the Mire, 
 However I ': defii'd with Sin, 
 
 They're but like painted Sepulchres within -> 
 Naufcous and ugly in thy Maker's Sight, • 
 Before whofe Eyes Darknefs is brought to Light. 
 
 Befidcs, vain Tol'tn, confider, by the Way, 
 How foon this outward Beauty will decay. 
 It Hides and withers like the dying Grafs, 
 Swift as the Shadows o'er the Meadows pafs. 
 The curled Locks, and artful fpotted Face, 
 Will foon be brought to Shame and foul Difgrace. 
 Thofe mincing Ladies, which in Pride excel, 
 Will foon be brought among the Worms to dwell; 
 Death and the Grave will foon their Pride controuj, 
 And thro' their Cheeks the Worms will fweetly rowl. 
 None /hall admire their fparkling Beauty more, 
 Butev'ry Eye the naufeous Sight abhor. 
 " Nor will thine Age, of which thou feem'ft to bead, 
 Avail thee long ; thy Bloom will foon be loft : 
 Tho', like the Spring, thou feem'ft to flourifh gay, 
 Soon will thy flow'ry Seafon fade away. 
 
 Or if on Learning thou fnouldft let thy Mind, 
 And fearch 'till thou the deepeft Science find; 
 Here thou wilt alfo find much Vanity, 
 Thy craving Soul 'twill never fatisfy : 
 For all the human Learning here below, 
 Will never teach thee full thyfelf to know, 
 Much lefs inform thy fluctuating Mind 
 Where thou the Source of Hr.ppinefs mr.y'ft find* 
 No , human Knowledge and Philofophy, 
 Can ne'er unfold the glorious Myftery 
 
 D 
 
2U Truth's Sermon, &c. 
 
 ,Of Godlinefs -, God in the Flefh made knowr^ 
 >And now afcended to his Father's Throne. 
 % What he hath done, and what he's doing now, 
 Is what concerns thy Happinefs to know : 
 Put, Oh ! to know what Joys arife from hence, 
 Is what furpafTes all the Pow'rs of Senfe. 
 
 Dote not on Honour then, nor earthly Treafure^ 
 Beauty, nor Learning, -Youths nor carnal Pleafure. 
 All is but Vanity thaj: lies below, 
 And all Earth's Glory but a gaudy Show. 
 Look then to Heav'n, and feek for higher Joys, 
 Let Swine take Huiks, and Fools thefe earthly Toys. 
 Come thou to Chrift, and of his faered Rill 
 .Of living Water, thou (halt d sink thy Fill, 
 Which when thou taft'ft, 'twill yield thee fuch Delight^ 
 All earthly Joys will vanim out of Sight, 
 Unworthy of thy Notice any more, 
 When once poffeft of Chrilt's eternal Store ; 
 For, lo ! at his Right-Hand are endlefs Joys, 
 Infinitely furpafling earthly Toys. 
 And tho' on Earth his Saints fuch Troubles meet/ 
 One Smile from him makes all their bitter fweet; 
 For in believing there's fuch Comfort plac'd, . 
 When longing Souls the heav'nly Fatnefs tafte. 
 That they efteem whate'er they -meet below, 
 Unworthy of their Notice as they go, 
 From Strength to Strength, till they arrive above 
 At the bleft Fountain of eternal Love. 
 Now if on Earth the Saints fuch Blifs obtain, 
 What fhall they have when they in Glory reign ? 
 
 Youth. 
 
Truth rnecleJ by Youth. v-7 
 
 Y O O T H. 
 
 Hold, hoary Truth! teave off* I cannot 1 
 
 Thy whining Strains ; nor will I lend an Ear 
 To fuch wild Whim*, lancholy Stuff, 
 
 ■ ts not with mine Age ; 1 have enough 
 Of it ly 5 and enough of th< 
 
 Since with my Int'rcft thou doftnot agreed 
 When I appeal'd to thee I was in Pain, 
 Tormented with a melancholy Strain ; 
 But now the Cloud is broke, the Storm is o'er 5 
 And thy Advice I think to all: no more. 
 Long-winded Sermons fuch as thine I hate ; 
 Befides thy Doctrine now is out of Date. 
 I thought to have fome longer Time to live 
 In Merriment, but none I find thou'lt give : 
 Therefore thy Counfel I difdain and fpurn, 
 For mad Fanatic yet I will not turn, 
 Nor afuer fuch diftra&ed People go, 
 For, !o ! an eafier Way to Heav'iv I know. 
 My Lafs, my Glafs, my Sports and Company, 
 
 .: enjoy in all my Bravery ; 
 And I'll hold faft, yea, wantonly fulfil 
 My fiefhly Mind, fay Preachers what they will, 
 Therefore farewell, old Truth, I've done with thee^ 
 Since thou deny'ft my jov'al Liberty. 
 
 Conscience, 
 
 Ah Youth ! ah Tenth ! and is it fo indeed ? 
 Wilt thou no more unto God's Truth give heed ? 
 I now perceive 'twas but to flop my Mouth, 
 That thou diffemblingly appeal'dft to Truth, 
 
 D % Bbt 
 
z2 Conicience mapi Y out life. / 1 
 
 But here, O Youth, thou rnay'ii alHircd.be, 
 
 What thou haft heard has much enliorhten'd me : 
 
 ° - 
 
 And my Commiffion toe, it doth renew, 
 
 As may appear by what will next en Cue. 
 
 Haft \\^m fraai ('.: . . -. A thus uporti 
 
 And io thy qj ler ~:,a:i-a Signer 
 
 Fhou ca^aft not now plead Iterance, O Youth* 
 Thowii heard thy Duty &pjp the Wc:a 
 And this will gnjeypufly augment thy Sin, 
 If thou p&fifteft wilfully therein. 
 
 i ny IxUi-it wvli-be qi deepeit crnnfon Dve, 
 And many Stripes will be yrcear'd thereby : 
 For whofo. knows his _\ lifter's Will, yettyide- 
 From that known Path of Duty turns afide, 
 His ftubborn Back (hall num'rous Stripes receive,. 
 While he who knew not fliall more Favour have. 
 Confider this, O Youth ! if thou refufe 
 The Word of Truth ^ and Conference (till abufe, 
 A fturdy Rebel thou v/ilt prove to be, 
 For unto L'hrift thou wilt not bow the Knee. 
 otf retain thy Sins while thou doft hear 
 righteous God ^j are ?■■ 
 And \.'il: :hes of his Grace P 
 
 Ch ! trepxbiej Soui, at tiiy tremendous Cafe. 
 
 Y o v. t H. 
 
 Ah ! now I lee my pleaiant Days are o'er,.. 
 And youthful Sports I fliall enjoy no more. 
 Qonfcifrice^ I find, will ne'er let me alone ; 
 j$jas, !»QW foon my harpy Days are gone ! 
 Qh ! that I could but fin without Controul,. 
 Said Con/ciense would no more diiturb my Soul; 
 
 C©ul 
 
Youth and Confcience cannot agree', 2$- 
 
 Could I but have a little Refpite giv'n, 
 
 Oh ! that would be to me a little Heav'n. 
 
 But, ah ! my Confcience is grov/n fo fevere, 
 
 His bitter Gripes I cann't much longer bear; : 
 
 For he is' grown fo violent and ftrong, 
 
 I doubt my Fortrefs will not (land it long. 
 
 Such dreadful inward Conflicts now I feel, 
 
 My Courage finks, and I begin to reel. 
 
 But yet I am refolv'd to try once more, 
 
 And ftruggle hard ere I the Fight give o'er ; 
 
 I will not cowardly abfeond the Field, 
 
 Nor at the firft nor fecond Summons yield. 
 
 I'll make once more another ftout AiTay, 
 
 Ere I to Confcience will refign the Day.; 
 
 For how can I my fweet Delights forfake, 
 
 And not the ftouteft Oppofition make i 
 
 Confcience, altho' I finful am, I fee 
 
 There's many thoufend Sinners worfe than me, 
 
 There's none that lives, and from all Sin keeps clear*, * 
 
 This I from Truth did very lately hear. 
 
 And what tho' human Frailties oft beguile. 
 
 My Heart is good and upright all the while, - 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 O mad deluded Wretch ! dar'ft thou commend* 
 Thy rotten Heart, whence daily doth afcend 
 Such Clouds of inbred Lufts, which I behold, 
 Tho' hid from Men, 'twould fhame thee were they tof3 ? 
 That bafe, polluted, vicious Heart of thine. 
 Is far more loathfome than a Stye of Swine : 
 There Vipers breed , there hatch the Cockatrice 3 
 There lies the Spawn of every hateful Vice, 
 
 D 3 'Tis- 
 
3p Youth obliged to go to Truth" again; 
 
 'Tis like a painted Sepulchre within, 
 
 All full of Filth, and putrifying Sin; 
 
 Nay, out of it all Evil doth afcend, 
 
 And wilt thou yet thy filthy Heart commend ? 
 
 And canft thou judge thy State yet good, to be, 
 
 Becaufe thou thmk'il there's many worfe than -thee ? 
 
 Will that avail thee at the Judgment-Day,. 
 
 When all the Wicked (hall be fwept away ? 
 
 And thou amongft the reft, except thou turn, 
 
 Mull: fure with them in Hell for ever burn. 
 
 Without Repentance, Truth declares moft plain, 
 
 All Men rnu'ft perifii in the burning Main f, 
 
 Where endlefs Flames of Brimftone round them rolls,. 
 
 And there ihe deathlefs Worm torments their Souls i. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Well, fay no more j. if it be fo, I muft- 
 Appeal to Truth again, or I fhall burft. 
 My troubl'd Heart will fu rely break, I fee ;., 
 Therefore, O Truth, I muft ad vile v/ith thee.. 
 What is my State, my Nature ? tell me plain :. 
 
 facred Truth, let me this Boon obtain ! 
 
 1 pray, explain this Thing to me more clear ; 
 For Ccnfchnce fcares me with uncommon Fear. 
 Doth he fpeak right, O Truth? or is he wrong ■?" 
 For lo ! I 'rind Convictions in me ftrong. 
 What is my State, I pray declare to me; 
 
 And fet my anxious Soul at Liberty I 
 
 Truth. 
 
 WHat Qonfcience fpeaks, believe me, Youth ^ 'tis right; 
 And thou in vain maintain'!! the fruitlefs Fight * ;.. 
 f Luke xiii. 5. j Rev. xxi.-8." * Job. ix. 4. 
 
Truth confirtm Confidence; 31 
 
 For whilft againfl : >th Witnefs bear, 
 
 'Thy real Danger plainly doth appear. 
 Thofe he con lemns^ by Light rcceiv'd from me,- 
 Still under G tiing Wrath muft be ; 
 
 For God is greater than thy Heart, O Soul, 
 And fees all thy T ems bJack and foul *.. 
 
 If Confclence doth its Tcftimony ; 
 That thou in any finful Courfe doft live, 
 And that thou'rt in an unconverted State ; 
 And if from hence arifeth your -Debate, 
 , Great is thy Danger; canft tho r,y ? 
 
 What wouldft thou do, if thou this Night lhouldfl die f ^ 
 If in this dreadful State thy Life depart, 
 Undone for ev. r, O young Man, tjjjovi art ! 
 As lure as God, the r ; , in lieav'n-, 
 
 Againfl: thy Soul the Sentence will be giv'n. 
 Confciencc from God 'alone his Pov/r derives %-> 
 And whofoe'er againfl: his lMifT.cn ftrives ; 
 Rejecting his kind Motions, 'tie all one, 
 As if on Chrift himfelf they tread up.,n. 
 While Conjcience rules by Laws that are divine, 
 'Tis Treafon him t'oppoie or undermine. 
 \ And once more, plain to {hew thee thv Eflate, 
 Thou being young, and uni 
 
 No Gck!, no Chrift, no I haft thou §; ah ! no y 
 
 This is the Caufe and S .1 thy Woe. 
 
 In God no Int'rcft, You u haft at all ; 
 
 He is departed ever fince the Pall, 
 And is become a dreadful Enemy 
 To all the Workers of Iniquity. 
 
 * 1 John iii. 20. + Prov. xi. 7. 
 
 \ Rorn. \u 15. § Eph. ii. 
 
 D 4 The 
 
J2 Youth brought under legal Convictions, 
 
 The heavy Curfes of his broken Law 
 Hang o'er thy Head \ O Scene of dreadful Awe ! 
 Ready with Vengeance, on thy Soul to fall, 
 And crufh thee down to everlafting Thrall. 
 Yea, all God's holy Attributes are met, 
 And all againft thy guilty Soul are fet, 
 To crufh it with as great a Load of Woe, 
 As Pow'r can make a Creature undergo. 
 He'll fearfully thy Soul in Pieces tear ; 
 And his eternal Veng'anee who can bear ? 
 His Wrath will furely on thy Soul remain, 
 'Till thou by Faith art truly born again f» 
 
 Y o UT H, 
 
 Ah ! Truth, this Doctrine fills- my Mind with Gare ;. 
 It is enough to drive one to Defpair : 
 For, if 'tis Co ; I grant, I am undone : 
 But God is gracious, and hath fent his Son, 
 Full of Compaffion is he, therefore I 
 Hope he'll on me his Mercy magnify 
 
 Truth. 
 
 9 Tis true, the Lord is gracious ; yet will he 
 Not quit the Fearlefs, nor the Guilty free. 
 Gracious he is ; yet is he full of Ire, 
 To wilful Sinners a confuming Fire *. 
 He fent his Son, indeed, for fuch to die. 
 Who do by Faith to him for Refuge fly. 
 But many falfly apprehend the Gafe, 
 And wantonly abufe his rich free Grace % \ 
 
 f Jshn ili. 36, * H§b. xii. 29. \ Jud. v. 4. 
 
 While 
 
jvlahs frejk Pre;,': 
 
 «, ilc, unconverted, they in Guilt renru'n, 
 
 Hope's delufive, and their Faith is vain : 
 ."ore, O Youth^ my wholefome Counfel t 
 , lefl thou an Apj ' 
 
 >o&, 
 . lerftood. 
 % ho& that are 
 
 oula Chrift came to fave *. 
 :e to be ? 
 ao\v ihind .iter 'twixt the Lord and thee ? 
 
 Youth. 
 
 1 1 am a Sinner : Oh ! my Heart now bleeds y 
 
 ii-fick Soul a mighty Saviour needs : 
 Ay Conference tells me I'm undone and lei! ; 
 \nd for my Sins my Soul is forely toft. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 O Youth % no Saviour will afiwage thy Grief, 
 Til! : ling to receive R 
 
 ' no Heal in be,, 
 
 .. Caufe, < ings fuch deadly Smart, 
 
 I leart p 
 
 Y o u T IT. 
 
 il is now alaim'd with Fear ^ 
 -Courfe Til fleer : 
 I mutt feu ' ; I fee, 
 or thi Cory.. 
 
 . i .-. 12. f John v. 40. % Ifa. Hx. 2. 
 
 I£e 
 
^4 Youth' j Troubles, and deceitful Promifes, 
 
 I fee what dreadful Danger I_am in, 
 
 While" I retain^ and hug my darling Sin. 
 
 There's fcarce a Night now partes o'er my Head, 
 
 But I'm afraid to elofc mine Eyes in Bed ; 
 
 Left, ere I wake to fee the Morning Light, 
 
 Mine Eyes be elos'd in everlafting Night ; 
 
 Where's nought but Darkhefs, and the difmal Yell* 
 
 Of fcorched Devils in the Flames of Hell. 
 
 My Conference therefore loudly tells me now, 
 
 I muit bid all my former Lufts adieu : 
 
 My Lies and Fraud, and all unlawful Gain ; 
 
 My Sports and Games, and ev'ry Thing that's vain ; 
 
 Refrain the Plays in which I took Delight, 
 
 And change the Scene, to pray both Day and -Night, 
 
 Confaence has overcome me with his Gripes, 
 
 And Truth comes after with his threaten'd Stripes, 
 
 The Wall's broke down, the old Man runs away, 
 
 And Conference clofe purfues to cut and flay : 
 
 He threatens hard, that he'll no Quarter give, 
 
 And feems before him ev'ry Thing to drive. 
 
 Luft now txrCorners dark is fore'd to fly, 
 
 Where it continues lurking privily^- 
 
 Watching an Opportunity to get, 
 
 Once more on Conference manfully to fet : 
 
 For tho' at prefent it is far eftrang'd, 
 
 It hopes on Conference ftill to be reveng'd ; 
 
 Becaufe he threatens hard with Might and Main, 
 
 And fays Corruption muft and fhall be flain. 
 
 I fide with him, becaufe I would have Peace ; 
 
 But ftill 'tis doubtful when thefe Wars will ceafe. 
 
 Devi 
 
The Devil 9 s diabolical Counfel to Youth. 35 
 
 Devi l. 
 
 I hat Pity 'tis thy Sun fhould let fo foon, 
 Or be o'erclouded thus before 'tis Noon ! 
 In the Horizon it but juft appears, 
 Nor fooner fhines, but it's eclips'd with Tears. 
 Shall Winter come before the Spring is paft, 
 And all its Fruit be fpoil'd with one fad Blaft ? 
 Shall that fweet Flow'r, which feems fo bright and gay 
 So quickly fade, and wither quite away ? 
 What Pity 'tis, that fucb a Youth as thee 
 Should thus be taken in Captivity ? 
 Hear not what Confcience fays ; for I'll maintain, 
 'Tis better far to hug thy Sins again. 
 Thy Confcience, Youth, thou haft too lately founds 
 How he hath fmit thee with a deadly Wound. 
 Confider well,* and be advis'd by me ; 
 M\ Ways are beft, as thou (halt quickly fee: 
 I'll give thee Honour, Wealth, and pleafrmt Things, 
 Such as are prized by Noblemen and Kings. 
 
 not this Make-bate, with an angry Frown, 
 Throw all thv Glory and thy Pleafure down. 
 Let noftrange Thoughts didrefs thy troubl'd Mind ; 
 
 Satisfaction canft thou hope to find, 
 But in fuch Things as are enjoy'd in Time ? 
 'Tis I multraife thee to the Throne fublime. 
 The Hell thou fear'ft may prove an empty Dream j 
 The Heav'n thou hop'ft for, that may be the Lame. 
 3ut if thou won't believe, and be aware, 
 ill niifc up more that will their Witnefs bear 
 To what I fay; therefore, old Man, awake, 
 Rx>uze fpeedily ; thy Life lies at the Stake : 
 
 And 
 
36 The Devil rallying his Force* again. 
 
 And, Miftrefs Heart, ftir up thy manly Will, 
 Is this a Seafon for him to t>e ftill ? 
 If he to Truth and Confcience once give Place, 
 Our Int'reft will, you'll fee, go down apace. 
 'Judgment is almofl gone, I fee him yield ; 
 And Courage too, I fear, will quit the Field. 
 Some Lulls are flam, and in their Blood they lie, 
 And others into Holes are forc'd to fly. 
 As for Ajfeclion^ he retains his own, 
 Tho' Confcience doth upon him flernly frown. 
 Remembrance will unto him treach'rous prove, 
 If. I his. Thoughts from Sermons can remove. 
 I'll make his Mind run after temp'ral Things, 
 And make his Thoughts play on their carnal Strings: 
 Then he'll forget what he did lately hear, 
 And focn renounce his former Thoughts and Fear« - 
 If I- can pleafe his fenfual Appetite, 
 There's no great Fear of any fudden Flight. 
 His Breaft is tender, apt to entertain 
 The Sparks of Luft 5 nor can he well refrain. 
 I'll blow them up, and kindle them anew, 
 And tO'Convictions foon he'll bid adieu. 
 New Objects I'll prefent before his Sight, 
 In which I'm fure he'll greatly take'DeligHt ; 
 I have fuch Hold of him, there's no great Doubt, 
 But I once more friall turn his Mind about. 
 His old Gompanions alfo I'll provoke 
 To give his Door again another Knock. 
 Their ftrong Inticements he can hardly Hand, 
 But foon he'll yield to them both Heart and Hand. ' 
 - 
 
 Youth 
 
Youth tempted hy his old Companions. ?y 
 
 Youth's old Companions. 
 
 How do you do, Sir ? What's the Caufe that we 
 Can ne'er of late enjoy your Company ? 
 It feems to us as if you v/ere grown flrarge, 
 As if in you there were fome fudden Change. 
 
 Youth, 
 
 I have not had an Opportunity : 
 Bcfidcs, on me fome heavy Burdens lie, 
 Which prefs my Spirits with a heavy Load, 
 On which Account I cannot go abroad. 
 
 Companions. 
 
 I warr'nt ye, Sirs, 'tis Sin afflicts his Soul, 
 And he's juft turning a fanatic Fool. 
 Come, come away ; to Age fuch Care belongs ; 
 To Youth brave Mirth, gay Jollity, and Songs. 
 Banifh thefe gloomy Thoughts with Pipe and Pot; 
 Caroufe and fing 'till they are quite forgot. 
 The lovely Strains of Mufic, Harp, and Lute, 
 Where Prays are acted, thefe thy Age will fuit. 
 Come, go with us upon a brave Defign, . - . 
 The w r hich will cheur that drooping Heart of thine. 
 Come, gen'rous Soul, let thy ambitious Eye 
 Such foolifh Dreams, and Fancies vain, defy : 
 Shall thy heroic Spirit thus give Place 
 To filly Dotage, to thy great Difgrace ? 
 
 Youth. 
 
 'Tis true ; for Sin I've felt fuch cutting Smart, 
 As hath almoft afunder rent my Heart : 
 
 E Ani 
 
3 8 Youth** Hypocrify difcovered. 
 
 And if you had the leaft Refpeft for me, 
 You would not laugh at my Calamity : 
 for tho' I am to your Delights inclin'd, 
 They bring a dreadful Burden on my Mind ; 
 So that I muft, if you this Courfe purfue, 
 Bid you and all thefe vain Delights adieu. 
 
 Neighbours Remarks. 
 
 Fain would he yield to them, becaufe he fears 
 They will torment him with their Scoffs and Jeers : 
 But foon his Head begins again to ach, 
 Becaufe his Gonfcience doth on him awake ; 
 And when he fins, it flings him in fuch Sort, 
 As puts a Period to his jovial Sport. 
 The- Thoughts of Death, which Sicknefs doth prefage, 
 Affiidts him (o^ he cannot bear the Rage, 
 And inward Gripes of his enlighten'd Bfeaft ; 
 Therefore he owns at laft, he thinks it beft 
 To yield to Confclence^ whom he long refus'd, 
 And grievoufly with Infolence abus'd. 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Ah ! vain deluded Wretch, canft thou believe 
 That thou thy Confcience canft with Shews deceive ? 
 Thou mak'ft the World thy outward Drck admire, 
 While thou appear'ft in Hypocrite's Attire. 
 Haft thou to Truth Co often lent an Ear, 
 And doft thou yet to Satan thus adhere ? 
 Thou hadft as good have kept thy firft Eftate t 
 As thus deceitfully prevaricate. 
 To Truth appeal, if God give Space and Room, 
 Ere I pronounce on thee thy final Doom. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 t 
 
Truth appealed to by Youth. 3£ 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Alas ! I am a poor afflicted Youth ; 
 Confclence condemns me ; I appeal to Truth* 
 
 Truth. 
 
 If Confclence thee condemn, which fees in Part j 
 Remember, God is greater than thy Heart, 
 And lcnoweth all Things, tho' in Secrefy * 
 Thou in thy Bofom hugg'ft Iniquity. 
 Confider then, before it be too late, 
 The dreadful Danger of thy prefent State. 
 If thou thefe friendly Warnings doft refufe, 
 And thus by Folly thy Convictions lofe, 
 Sad is thy State, and dang'rous is thy Cafe ; 
 For then thou flight'ft thy Maker's boundlefs Grace t* 
 One Thing is needful % ; that, alone, is good ; 
 To have thy Soul wafli'd in the Saviour's Blood j 
 This Thing alone will ftand thee then in Stead, 
 In thine Extremity and greateft Need. 
 Thy Soul is precious, and of greater Worth 
 Than all the Treafures of this fpacious Eartb : 
 For if thou couldft the mighty Fabric gain, 
 And all its Wealth and Pleafures here obtain, 
 And in Exchange thy precious Soul fhouldft lofc, 
 Confider, Man, which Portion thou wouldft chute §, 
 When once thy Soul is loft, thou lofeft ail ; 
 Then down to Hell muft be thy final Fall ; 
 And thou muft know, what I of Hell declare, 
 And hid'ous Howlings of the Damned there. 
 
 • 1 John iii. 20. + Prov. i. 24, 33. 
 
 \ Luke x. 42, \ Matt. xvi. 26. 
 
 E 2 Ah! 
 
4& Truth fearches Youth, £sV. 
 
 Ah ! who witheverlafting Flames can dwell t 
 Ah ! wfco can bear the quenchlefs Fire of Hell * ? 
 put this muft all who in their Sins fhall'die; 
 This is their Portion to Eternity f. 
 Th ? Unclean, the Drunkard, and the noxious Liar, 
 Muft have their. Part in that deep Lake of Fire : 
 With Thieves and Murderers of cv'ry Sort," 
 And Boaftefs proud, who at Religion fpojrt* 
 Idolaters,' Extortioners, and all 
 Who' on the Rock of Avarice fhall fall ; 
 With all the vicious hypocritic -Race, 
 And vile Apoftates, TrampJers on rich Grace : . 
 Let ail iiieh Sinners to my Words give Heed, 
 Their Torments will all human Thought exceed... 
 O then what wilt thou do ? where carrft thou fly, 
 To hide thyfelf. from that 'dread Majefty, 
 Who tries the Reins, and fearches ev,'ry Heart, 
 And Confcience loud declares thou guilty art ? - , 
 Wretch, loft and felf-condemn'dj v/hat eanft -hou do ? 
 Lo ■! Juft'ice at thy Heels doth clofe purfue. 
 As lure as God is true, if thou fhouldft die- 
 In that fad State, to all Eternity 
 Thou muft in Hell's relentlefs Torments lie ; 
 Except Repentance in thy Soul be wrought, 
 With dreadful Vengeance there thou muft be brought. 
 Thy prefent Character doth plain declare } 
 
 Thou art the Man, for whom God did prepare > . 
 
 That dreadful Tophet where the Damned are ; 3 
 
 Which he hath made exceeding large and deep, 
 Such Wretches ir^ that doleful Place to keep Ji 
 
 * If*v xxxiii. 14. f Rev. xxi. 8. % Ifa, xxx. 33. 
 
 Now 
 
Truth fearches Youth, feV. 41 
 
 Now call to Mind what Confcience doth this Day 
 Charge thee withal, ere thou art fwept away ; 
 Left thou from him fhouldft hear no more at all, 
 Till thou into thofe quenchlefs Flames muft fall : 
 What Mercy 'tis, that Confcience ftrives fo long, 
 And his Convictions ftill in thee are ftrong : 
 O f fear, left Sin fhould fear thy Confcience quite, 
 And God in Wrath put out thy Candle-Light, 
 And give thee up unto an Heart of Stone, 
 As he by many hath moft juftly done *. 
 Then canft thou not repent ; 'twill be too late; 
 Such is the Danger of a lapfed State. 
 
 Touthj then no more this needful Work delay; 
 Nor dar- to pui it off* another Day. 
 Thine own Experience muft difcover this, 
 Man's Life a Bubble and a Vapor is. 
 Thy Days on Earth, thou know'ft, can be but few j 
 They fly away like Clouds of Morning Dew. 
 Thine Ag* ante the Spring thou doft compare. 
 And to the Flow Vs that then appear fo fair : 
 From hence, O Y<mtb> an ufeful Leflbn learn, 
 Which may r n I thee of thy great Concern. 
 The Grafs that ftancls fo thick, fo green and gay r% 
 Is foon cut down, and withers into Hay f. 
 So fly thy Days, thy goftten Months, and Year?) 
 Like that rich Luftre v/hich fo fair appears : 
 But on a fudden, lo ! the Sun's bright Ray. 
 Makes them recline their Heads, ana fade away. 
 Like Jonah's Gourd, which ip nag u- k > fa a Nighty 
 And dy'd as foon as it beheld the Li^ht : . 
 
 • Rem. i. 28, 29. f Ifa, xl. 6, 7. 
 
 £ 3 P* 
 
4# Youth pfemifes to amend. 
 
 Or like a fwift-wing'd Ship with wide-fpread Sail, - 
 
 When flie is driven by a mighty Gale : 
 
 Or like a Poft, whofe Hafte the Sun outvies, 
 
 Or Weaver's Shuttle, which the Wind o'erflies *.. 
 
 Now, Youth', beware, and meafure not the Length 
 
 Of thy fhort Life by Vigour, Health, or Strength; 
 
 For thefe will all prove vain fallacious Rules. 
 
 Such as were never learnt in Wifdom's Schools. 
 
 Go to the Church-Yard, where dead Bodies ]ie 5 
 
 There Graves of ev'ry Size thou may'ft defcry ; 
 
 Which <fhew how fhort and frail is human Life, 
 
 How vain and fruitlefs all our Care and Strife. 
 
 Some- think to live till far advanc'd in Age, 
 
 As did their Fathers-ere they left the Stage ; 
 
 But that is fure a moft uncertain Rule, 
 
 Which oft deceives the poor unthinking Fool. 
 
 Thou hear'ft the* Things which thou fhouldft reckorwby^ 
 
 Are of the rwifteft Motion that doth fly ; 
 
 Thy Days are on the Wing, they fly in Hafte : 
 
 Few are thy Sands y they ev'ry Moment wafte. 
 
 OfDuft thou art, to Duft thou muft return ; 
 
 And Judgment thou canft not one Day adjourn, 
 
 If now to Sin thou d oft not learn to die, 
 
 Thy dreadful Ruin, Youth, is very nigh. I 
 
 Confider then, and weigh within thy Mind, ; 
 
 What is thy Purpofe ?- How art thou inclin'd -?• 
 
 You T H. 
 
 Thy Counfel, Truth, Lam refolv'd to take 5 
 And never more will I thy Ways forfake. 
 
 * See Job ix 25, vii. 6« 
 
 I tremble 
 
Youth 7 * Hypccrify dlfcoverect. 43 
 
 I tremble at the Thoughts of Death and Hell ? , 
 My Soul is wounded, and my Ulcers (well. 
 My Pains are great, and daily they increafe ; 
 Therefore I am refolv'd to turn my Face 
 To Jefus Chrift, that I may now obtain 
 Some healing Balfam to remove my Pain. 
 No reft can I, but in my Duty, firiJ, 
 And now to Pray'r my Heart is much incJin'd^ 
 Godwill, I hope, my former Sins forgive, 
 Since I intend more godly now to live. 
 Tin now refolv'd to watch, and take fiicft Cafe* 
 That Satan (hall no more my Soul enfnare. 
 
 Neighbours Objerva'fions, 
 
 The- Youth is now^become a great Frchi{or r 
 Though far from being yet a true Poflfiffor 
 Of Chrift's good Spirit, which if any lack, 
 He will not own, but on them turn his back, 
 Chriil he has got into his Mouth and Head, 
 But is not rifen with him from the Dead ; 
 But in old' Adam ftill does I he remain, 
 Not knowing ought of being born again. 
 When Satan fees, it is in vain to ftrive, 
 The Soul fnto its former Courfe to drive y 
 But that it will grofs Wickednefs forfake^ 
 And alfo will a fair Profeffion make ; 
 He yields thereto, refolving fecretly, 
 To blind the Soul with clofe Hypocrify ; 
 Knowing that fuch a fpJendid fair Difguife, 
 Is no lefs odious in Jehovah's Eyes. 
 New Avenues in Subtilty he finds, 
 To enter in, and cheat deluded Minds. 
 
 E 4 Them 
 
44 Youth flatters himfelfin vain. 
 
 Them he perfuades, the War that's fought within, 
 Has overcome the mighty Powers of Sin. 
 The Youth now thinks his legal Reformation, 
 Is nothing lefs than real Renovation. 
 Here he fits down, and refts himfelf at Eafe, 
 When all is done, his Confcience to appeafe : 
 But now give Place to this religious Youth, 
 And hear a Dialogue 'twixthim and Truth, 
 
 YOUT H. 
 
 Happy am I, and blefled be the Day, 
 When flrft to Truth , and Confcience y . I gave Way. 
 I would not be in my aid State again, 
 If I thereby fomc rhoufands could obtain. 
 From Wrath and Hell my Soul is now fet free, 
 For I doubt not, Converfion's wrought in me, 
 The Word to me has with fuch-Pow'r been brought, 
 A glorious Change within my Soul is wrought. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Afi ! Youth, take Heed, left thou miftaken be } 
 Gonverfion is a Work moft rare to fee y 
 And very few that narrow PafTa: ° tread, 
 While many Thoufands are miftaken led * : 
 They fall far {host, for aU their Strife and Pain* 
 Becaufe they ne'er were truly born again. 
 Come, let me hear the Grounds of thy Defence, 
 Since thou appeai^ftfo fuU of Confidence : 
 I doubt thou ftill art underneath God's Cutfe; 
 Then is thy State as bad, nay truly worfe 
 
 • Matuvii. 13, i$» 
 
 Tk 
 
Truth examines hint further. . 4£ 
 
 Than 'twas when thou didft no Profeflion make, 
 But didit thy Swing in all Profanenefs take. 
 The P bar i fee was a religious Man ; 
 Yet nearer Heav'n was the poor Publican *. 
 Confider then, if fhort of Chrift thou clofc, 
 Thou art undone ! conflgn'd to endlefs Woes. 
 
 Vo u T H. 
 
 What mean'ft thou, Truth ? thou count'fl: my Words 
 But all may fee that I converted am : [a Flam^ 
 
 But if my Grounds thou art refolv'd to weigh, 
 Then pray give Ear to what I have to fay. 
 The fuft fair Proof which I can freely bring, 
 To evidence and prove the real Thing, 
 Is the Convictions I have had of Sin, 
 Which once I hugg'd, and much delighted in. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Alas ! poor Soul, this Proof v/ill never bear ; 
 For moil: Men fee, and own they Sinners are : 
 They are convine'd likewife by inward Light, 
 That Sin is- odious in their Maker's Sight : 
 Yet are they ftill vile Sinners ne'erthelefs, 
 And not one Dram of faving Grace pofTefs. 
 King Pbaraob y Efau^ yea, and judas too f, 
 Were all convicted of their Sin 'tis true ; 
 But that they w r ere converted none believe, 
 For all thefe three the Devil did deceive. 
 And as he them beguil'd, fo may he thee, 
 And deep involve thy Soul in iMifery ; 
 
 * Luke xviii. 14. 
 
 t Exod, x. 16, 17. Heb. xii. 16, 17. ' Matt, xxvii. 5, 4- 
 
 Nay, 
 
4,6 Truth difoovtrs Youths Errtru 
 
 Nay, this he has already I am fare, 
 Unlefs fome better Proof thou canft procure* 
 To prove that thou indeed converted art, 
 And that thou hafl: obtain'd a pure new Heart, 
 Wrought by the Spirit of eternal Love, 
 Who only can the ftony Heart remove. 
 There's many Men under Convictions lie, 
 And long remain, yet unconverted die. 
 Gonfider then what more thou canft produce, 
 lor flight Convi&ions are of little Ufe. 
 
 Youth* 
 
 I do not only fee my Sins, but I 
 Do therefore mourn and grieve continually : 
 And thofe that mourn for Sin they blefled arey 
 Don't Truth itfelf the very fame declare * ? 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Nay, don't miftake, for thou may'ft weep amain* 
 And yet in thee Corruption ftill may reign. 
 Yea, thou may'ft moura for Sin, as many do, 
 For Fear of Shame, and (harp Remorfe, and Woe* 
 Which Sin procures, and leads to in the End, 
 And not becaufe their Maker they offend : 
 Nay, nor becaufe they thus ungratefully 
 The Saviour ftrive afrefh to crucify. 
 'Tis not the Evil that there is in Sin, 
 But the great Danger they dekry therein : 
 This makes them tremble, grieve, lament, and mourn, 
 Left they for it in Hell fhould ever burn. 
 
 * Matt. v. 4, 
 
 Thi» 
 
Truth difcovcn Youths Errors, 47 
 
 This Ground is weak ; for Efau, it appears, 
 Thus mourn'd for Sin, with many bitter Tears * 
 And yet 'tis fure that Efau was profane, 
 And far was he from being born again. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 But I go farther yet ; for I confefs 
 My horrid Crimes, and fhameful WickeJnefi ; 
 Which if I do, as I have often xlone, 
 The Lord is juft ; he is the faithful one, 
 Who will, as he hath faid, pardon outright, 
 And blot my Sins intirely from his Sight f. 
 This being fo, what Reafon canft thou fee, 
 Or whence alledge fuch dubious Thoughts of me ? 
 
 Truth, 
 
 Ah ! this won't do ; 'tis not a certain Ground ; 
 Many confefs their Sins with Hearts unfound. 
 When Pharaoh faw the Judgments of the Hail, 
 His Heart began furprifingly to fail : 
 " I've finn'd (faid he) againft the Lord moft juftj 
 " I and my People both are finful Duft % !" 
 So Saul, and Judas likewife, both of thera 
 Confefs 'd their Sins, yet God did them condemn. 
 Tho* each of thefe, when under Fear, expreft, 
 M Lord, wc have finn'd !" when Confcience them diflteft. 
 Guilt glaring in their Faces, made them quake ; 
 Then they, reluctant, fore'd Confeffions make. 
 But fuch Confeflions may be made in Part, 
 Yet not of w'ry Sin lodg'd in the Heart. 
 
 • Heb. xii. 16, 17. f 1 John i, 9. J Exod. ix. 27, ft. 
 
 Men 
 
4^ '' Truth 'cautions Youth. 
 
 .Men may ecnfefs their Crimes, and own their Guilt, 
 Who yet Sin's horrid Nature never felt: 
 They may acknowledge in Extremity 
 Their glaring Faults, Confcience to pacify. 
 Thus may they do that they may Pardon crave, 
 Yet not deiign thefe dear-lov'd Lufts to leave ** 
 
 Y o u T H. 
 
 But I confefs not only, but forfake, 
 Therefore my State thou furely^doft miftake. 
 Thofe who confefs their Sins, and leave them too s 
 God furely will to fuch his Mercy fhew. 
 Then trouble me no more ; for, lo ! 'tis plain, 
 I for my Part am truly born again. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Ah! Youths take heed, left thou deceiv'd fliouldft be, 
 Men may forfake all grofs Iniquity ; 
 Yet in their Hearts fome Morfel fweet may lie, 
 Which they in Secret hug moft eagerly. 
 Sin they may leave, but not becaufe 'tis Sin, 
 As oftentimes has manifested been. 
 
 If any Sin thou didft forfake aright, 
 All Sin would then be odious in thy Sight. 
 Reafon and Judgment may fome Sins oppofe, 
 And utterly refufe with them to clofe ; 
 Yet may thy Will) and t!hy Affeclions both 
 To leave thofe very Sins be very loth. 
 If Sin be not from thy dffeclions raz'd, 
 Thou wilt be found an Hypocrite debas'd ; 
 
 * Ifa. xxix. 13, &c. 
 
 Fo 
 
 >r 
 
Youth endeavours to evade the Stroke of Truth. Qfj| 
 
 For if thy JFM in Love to Sin be found, 
 
 5 Twill plainly prove thy Heart is yet unfound : 
 
 As Seamen in a Storm throw overboard 
 
 Some heavy Goods, wherewith they're ovcr-ftor'c!, 
 
 Left all their Goods, and Ship, and Lives be loft^ 
 
 They'll let a Part be over Shipboard toiVd : 
 
 So in the Soul, when Storms and Tempefts rife* 
 
 The Devil then may fubtilly advife 
 
 The Soul to throw fome of its Sins away, 
 
 To make a Calm 3 and thus be wins the Day ; 
 
 Telling the Soul, the Danger now is o'er, 
 
 The Work is done, and he is fafe on Shore: 
 
 Therefore, 'tis not enough fome Sins to leave, 
 
 But ev'ry Sin thou muft refolve to heave, 
 
 And caft them overboard, into the Sea 
 
 Of Ch rift's rich Blood, to wafli them all away * : 
 
 For if thou one retain'ft, tho' fecretly, 
 
 'Twill fink thy Soul to all Eternity : 
 
 by Conftraint, thro' Fear, muft this be done; 
 But chearfully thou muft renounce each one : 
 For wholb fliuns the AcT:, yet loves it ftiil, 
 Forbears to a£t it fore againft his Will: 
 But God abhors fuch a polluted Heart, 
 •For he requires Truth in the inward Part f 3 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Thefe Sayings, Truths are very hard to bear, 
 And they would almoft drive me to D: 4 . 
 •Had I not yet another Ground to (hew, 
 Which plainly proves that my ConveiTion's true: 
 
 # Rev.i. 5. f PfcL li'6. 
 
 F 
 

 50 Truth objects againft Youths Marki. 
 
 For, lo ! in me is wrought a glorious Change, 
 
 Moft Men admire it, and account it ftrange, 
 
 That fuch an one, who us'd to feoff and jeer 
 
 At God's dear Saints, whom now I love to hear. 
 
 And am accounted aHb one of them, 
 
 "Who are the faithful Followers of the Lamb, 
 
 That I, who follow'd Vice and Vanity, 
 
 Should on a fudden thus reformed be : 
 
 And alfo utterly myfelf deny 
 
 Of all my former Sweets and Company, 
 
 Truth. 
 
 From outward, Filth inefs a Man may turn 9 
 Yet be unchang'd ; his inward Lufts may burn 
 Within his Heart ; and longing for a Vent y 
 Which, when obtain'd, will fend a loathfome Scent'*. 
 An outward Change in many may be k^n^ 
 And yet their Hearts continue ftil! unclean. 
 The Swine that wallowed in the Mire juil now 
 Is fairly wafh'd, but ftill remains a Sow, 
 And quickly will, to pleafe,her foul Defire, 
 Return again to wallow in the Mire f. 
 Peribns may cleanfe the Outfide of the Cup, 
 'And Dogs may throw their loathfome Vomit up 5 
 And yet their beaftly Nature ftill retain.; 
 For, lo ! anon they lick the fame again, 
 'Tis fo with fonie ProfelTors ; they appear,' 
 In outfide Drefs, as if true Saints they were, 
 And yet their Hearts are carnal and profane ; 
 Which plainly proves they ne'er were born again. 
 
 * Pfal. xxxvi. 2. | f 2 Pet* ii. 22. 
 
 This 
 
Truth overthrows Yo ents. 
 
 Th:s is the Caufc of black Apof. 
 
 mfe they ne'er were chang'd cficc' u.J!y. 
 Such was the boafting Pbarife of old, 
 
 ought his Works were all of Sterling Gold ; 
 
 like the Publico*, who trembling flood,. 
 
 rcious of Gui':. 
 He thought hiatfelf a Man of hcav'nlj Dr fs$ 
 heW, and inward Rottcnucfs *. 
 
 W r/>v Righiccufnrfs doth his exce! y 
 Ik ChriJTi blffl Kmgdem theuemft never died!. 
 'Tis but a partial Change, all feign'd, not true, 
 Unlefs in thee all Things are wholly new. 
 King Herod could reform in many Things 
 While Corfcience piere'd his Heart with bitter Stings. 
 To hear j^/z Baptifl too he now feems glad ; 
 Anon he cuts off that great Prophet's Head f* 
 Yea, fo this feeming Saint was turn'd afide^ 
 That Chrift himfelf he alfo could deride ; 
 And with his Men of War fet him at nought, 
 When Accufation was agamft him fougl: 
 So S'unon-Magus, when he was apprized 
 Of Philip's Preaching, alfo was baptiz'd, 
 And left his Witchcraft and his fore ring Tricks, 
 And with God's People he began to mix > 
 Yet like a painted Sepulchre was he ; 
 An Hypocrite, e'en to the laft Degree §. 
 Another fuch, O Youth ! thou fqrely art, 
 Unlefs thou art renew'd in ev'ry Part; 
 Men in thy Life may no great Blemifh fpy, 
 While in thy Heart much Rotteimefs may Ik, 
 
 * Lukexviii." n. 14. f Mark vi. 20, zg, 
 
 X Luke xxiii, u. f A£ls viii. n, 
 
 F 2 
 
5^ Youth Jlill vainly confident >, 
 
 Yea, outwardly thou may'ft feem very dear % 
 Sp far for thee may Conference Witnefs bear-; 
 But towards God it ne'er will thee commend* 
 While yet thou doft againft his Laws offend ; 
 In Thought,, in Word^ and Deed contimnslly* 
 
 . in thy Face It will witfa : .Fmy fly: 
 For many fecret Sins 'twill thee condemn, 
 Tho 5 none bat God and Gmfcien& know of them. 
 Therefore, O Tov.tk, 'tis Time to look about ; 
 Of thy Converfion thou haft Caule to doubt. 
 Take heed, left Satan fiiouid thy Heart deceive* 
 i\nd thou be f^undat I aft to Sin a .Slave. 
 This is the Cafe of many of Mankinds 
 For .ilkving Grace is .very rare to find ** 
 
 Youth* 
 
 Bat I am sallM of Sod, and I obey 
 The V oice of Truth and Qzmfdence ev'ry Day- 
 And whom God calls, «v ? n Truth- cannot deny. 
 But they are iueh as "he will juftify f, 
 Therefore 'tis clear, and ev'ry one may fee, 
 That Grace alone hath made this Change in me. 
 My Heart is found, my Graces they are pure. 
 My Confidence built <m a Hock moll far^ 
 Which none can overthrow, nor Shale, 'twill tefrg 
 for my Integrity, I hold it faft, 
 
 Tru t/h. 
 
 Thy Confidence, O Youth, is no good Sign ; 
 I'vr fears attend where faving Graces ftiine, 
 
 * Ephef it c. t AftsiL 39. 
 
 I tell: 
 
Youth hard to be X 
 
 I tell thee alfo, many called be, 
 But few are chofen in God's high Decree *, 
 Judn was call'd, and he cbey'd in Part, 
 Yet was he but a Devil in his Heart. 
 
 There is an outward and an inward Call, 
 The latter only can prevent thy Fall : 
 Therefore thou muft produce fome better Groun. 
 Ere thou canft prove that thy Foundation's found. 
 If thou haft not obtain'd a true new Birth, 
 Nothing befide will profit thee on Earth. 
 'Tis rare to find one truly born anew, 
 And harder ftill to prove the Work is true J, 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Well, be it fo ; what Caufe have I to fear, 
 When, lo ! my Evidences are fo clear ? 
 For I believe, and tuft in God thro' Faith, 
 Which whofo doth the inward Witnefs hath .j 
 And' may affure himfelf mod certainly, 
 That Heav'n is his whene'er he's call'd to die, 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Thou may'ft. believe, as many others do, 
 Who yet to Hell are haft'ning downward too. 
 The Faith of Credence thou perhaps may'ft have, 
 Which cannot quicken, purify, nor fave. 
 Some of the Jews believ'd in Chrift you find, 
 Yet to their Lufts their Hearts were ftrong inclin'd 3 
 And out of Satan s Kingdom ne'er were freed;, 
 Nor made Dhciples of the Lord indeed. 
 
 f Matt, xx. 16. f Matt. vu\ 14, ■ 
 
 F 3 W90 
 
54- Truth's Argument to undeceives -. 
 
 Simon the Sorcerer thou know'ft believ'd *j 
 And yet his Soul no favmg Grace receiv'd i 
 But was a Child of Satan ne'erthelefs, 
 And in the woful Gall of Bitternefs f. 
 The Highzvay Hearers^ and the Stoney Ground^ * 
 Receiv'd the Seed with Joy, the Gofpel-found ; 
 And yet their Hearts were ftill but Hearts of Stone i ? 
 Their Faith but temporary, quickly gone Jj 
 v The Devils alfo they believe *tis true, 
 And they confefs'd that Jefus Chrift they knew jj : j 
 Yea, they believe, and alfo tremble too ^1, 
 And that is more than feme Profeffors do : 
 And yet could they the Devils F^ith obtain, 
 'Twould ferve no Turn, but to augment their Pain,,. 
 If on aJDeath~bed Cdnfcience ihou Id awake, 
 With what amazing Horror would they quake! 
 And roar like Devils, when with Grief they 'fpy 
 The dreadful Wrath, and glorious Majefty, 
 Of that great God, whom they, for all their Light, , 
 Have long rebell'd againft with Main and Might. 
 
 Their Faith but ferves to aggravate their Grief, 
 But never will afford the leaft Relief. 
 Tis eafy to believe that .Chrift -hath dy*d, 
 But, ah, how hard to get his blood apply'd ! " > 
 Men may as eafy raife the Dead again, 
 x\s of themfelves true .Caving Faith obtain § : 
 For all their Wit, their Learning and their Skill , 
 Nothing obftrucls it more than Man's own Will $ 
 'Till God's almighty PowY makes that to bend, 
 'Twill not an Ear to Chrift the Saviour lend : 
 
 * A&s viiL ijx t Atls viiL 23. % Matt, xiiL 4, 5, 6. 
 ;j Mark v. 7. Vjaraesii. l 9* § Sph.ii. 5 — — -8- 
 
ne infatuated Youth. ^5 
 
 No Pow'r but that which rais'd him from the Dead, 
 
 Works Faith in Saints, and quickens with their Head. 
 
 A Faith of Credence, verbally believ'd,. 
 
 Is eafy found and readily receiv'd x 
 
 But precious Faith, the Faith of God's E!e&*, 
 
 Wherewith ChrifVs Spoufe is inwardly bedeck'd ; - 
 
 With other Graces, this will ne'er be found, 
 
 But in the honeft Heart by Grace made found, 
 
 This blefled Seed, fow'd in a Garden pure; 
 
 Yields timely Fruit, and endlefs fhall endure. 
 
 Now when this Faith in any one is wrought,. 
 That Soul is truly to Chriit Jefus brought : 
 Then is he only its beloved one, 
 Whom it receives, and whclly refts upon. 
 Now if the Lord this Gift hath given thee, 
 Sin thou abhoi'ft, and all Iniquity : 
 Nor doth one Luft predominate and reign, 
 If thou by Faith art truly born again. 
 Chrift is thy -Prophet, Prieft, and cnly King, 
 And thou to him fuhmit'ft irr ev'ry Thing. 
 He doth in thee hk Sceptre freely fway, 
 And thou artgoyern'd by him Night and Day f, 
 Sin can't prevail, fuch is thy happy Cafe, 
 If thou haft got this rare victorious Grace. 
 It. purges fain, and purifies the Heart, 
 Wholly renewing it in ev'ry Part, 
 Man by its Fruits true Faith can only know J} 
 It works by Love, its Fruits for ever grow. 
 
 Now, T$utb 9 what Faith is thine? what think'ftof it ? 
 Doft thou not fear 'twill prove a Counterfeit ? 
 
 fTit.it l« t Jla* »«*« 22. 1 Jiuri. ii. 20, 21, 22. 
 
 Egfe 
 
5& Tbi Danger of Self --Deception*. 
 
 Examine well thy State, and take good Heed, 
 
 To know if thou art yet in Chrift indeed : 
 
 For as the Body, when the Spirit's gone, 
 
 Is dead ; fo is the Faith of ev'ry one, 
 
 When new Obedience, don't his Faith attend * y 
 
 And all his Confidence with Shame will end, 
 
 YOUT. He 
 
 But I'm obedient too ; and free to join 
 In Fellowship with Saints ; fuch Faith is mine 5 
 That I obey as willing as believe : 
 Therefore the Devil can't my Soul deceive y 
 Yea, I haveclos'd with Chrift ; not only fo, 
 I'm built on him -, none can my Faith o'erthrow* 
 The many Prayers I make both Day and Night, 
 Likewife confirms that my Converfion's right, 
 
 T r u T Ho 
 
 Alas, poor Youth! Men may do more than this > 
 And after all of true Converfion mifs. 
 God's Ordinances many feem t ? obey, 
 And out-fide Members of his Church are they: 
 Of outward Privileges they may Share, 
 As much as thofe who real Converts are : 
 They may difcourfe, and feem to be devout;, 
 So that no Man on Earth can find them out : 
 They with the Flock may walk, lie down and feed 5 
 Year after Year, from outward C n(ure$ freed ; 
 'Till unfufpe&ed they're compell'd to ftand 
 Amongft the Goats at laft on Chrift's left Hand. 
 
 * Jam, il. 26. 
 
 The 
 
Examples of Self-Deception. 
 
 The focliiTi Virgins with the wife repofe, 
 
 And at the Midnight-Cry they all aroib 
 
 To meet theBride-Groem \ but before he came 
 
 They wanted Oil -> they found it to their Shame ; 
 
 The Wife had Oil j but none to give or lend 5 
 
 Nor fell the Foolifh : Now they apprehend 
 
 All their Religion is a bare out-iide, 
 
 That never would the Tell cf Truth abide J. 
 
 So many Preactu rs and Difputers too, 
 Chriit will at laft 110 real Favour (hmi - y 
 Though mighty Works they in his N^me have don?, . 
 He'll then pronounce, " Ye faithlefs on es, begone, 
 " I know you not ; therefore depart from me, 
 <c All ye vile Workers of Iniquity f." 
 Thou fay'ft, thou often feek'ft the Lord by Pray V ; .. 
 That thou rnay'ft do, and yet have Caufe to fear ; 
 For this thcu may'it, though unregenerate, 
 As Efau fought with Tears when 'twas too late : 
 Or Seamm like, when hideous Storms arife ; 
 While Death a:*d Czufcie.ise fill them with Surprize, . 
 Many, when under fore Afflictions, how!, . 
 And grievoufly their wretched States condole j - 
 Fair Promifes, and Refolutions make 
 That they their finful Courfes will forfake: 
 But when the Stead of their Affliction's o'er, 
 They grow as hard, nay harder than before. 
 
 Some pray by Form ; and others pray by Art y 
 And fome to eafe, or heal a broken Heart : 
 Their Hearts are wounded, then they fpeedily 
 A Pray'r Balfam unto the Wound apply. 
 
 I Matt* xxv. 1- 13. f Matt. vii. 22, 23. 
 
5 8 Cautions agalnft Self- Deception*. 
 
 They fin all Day, and then they pray at Night, 
 They fin again, but Pray'r foon fets 'em right. 
 They think 'tis well if many Tears they {{rain, 
 For Tears and Prayers cures all their fharpeft Pain, 
 And thus poor Gmfcimci they at once beguile 
 To Silence, tho' they're Sinners. all the while: 
 But, ah! how they their precious Souls deceive; 
 For greater Condemnation they muft have. ; 
 Their Pray'rs and Tears will never wafh away 
 Their fmful Stains* could they both Night and Day 
 Do nothing elfe ; yet if they reft thereon, 
 'Twill prove a broken Reed to lean upon, ' 
 
 A real Saint can here no Eafe obtain ; 
 Nought but the Blood of Chrift will heal his Pain: 
 Nothing his parching Thixft will fatisfy, 
 But real Grace, his Lufts to mortify. 
 Not fo the Natural-Man, whofe partial Cry 
 Is ftill for Pardon, whilft he fecredy 
 Still hugs his Sins within his Heart raoft dear, 
 Therefore the Lord his Prayers wall never hear : 
 For all their iphndid Duties are abhorr'd, 
 Who ftrive to hide their Secrets from the Lord fv 
 
 Some out of Cuftom many Prayers make. 
 And others only for vain-glory's Sake, 
 Like Phar'ifces they love to pray aloud, 
 And to be feen and heard of Men they're proud : 
 But in the Clcfet they^je feldom found -, 
 Except it be whenStatfaers-by abound %. 
 
 And fome to God will frequently draw ncar ? 
 Not out*of Love, nor out of filial Fear y 
 
 f Lukexii. 2. Ifa. xxix. 14. J Matt. vi. 5. 
 
 Yet 
 
(iudions agahtji Self -Deception. 5^ 
 
 Yet with their Lips and Tongues much Kindnefj fhow, 
 While their falfc Hearts are let on Things below : 
 But this won't do, for God the Heart requires, 
 Which ifrefus'd, he nothing elle defires § : 
 'Tis his own Right, he purchas'd it mod dear, 
 Though Satan keeps his grand PoUeffion there, 
 God at the Door, or in the Porch may it and ; 
 While Satan can the chief eft Rooms command : 
 They'll ope' to him, and keep Jehovah out \ 
 And yet in Pray'r they will appear devout. 
 
 Some often pray and keep a conftant Round, 
 Tho' Soul and Body both aihep be found : 
 But whofo prays, and prays nor. fervently 
 In Faith, in Hope^ and in true Charity ; 
 Their Prayers are ta God Abomination, 
 For he abhors their fpecious Supplication *. 
 'Tis not enough to keep a conftant Round 
 Of fev'ral Duties, with an empty Sound : 
 For Men may read, pray, hear and meditate, 
 And yet continue in a gracelefs State : 
 Many great Truths they may in Words profefs. 
 Who never felt the Power of Godlinefs. 
 The Letter of the Lav/ they may retain, 
 Yet in the Gall of Bitternefs remain. 
 The fpecious Youth that once to Jefus came, 
 Had kept the Law quite free from outward Blam ; 
 And yet fell fhort ; as thou may'ft plainly fee J, 
 For not one Dram of Saving-Grace had he. 
 
 Now what fay 'It thou, O Youth r pray fearch and fee, 
 Leil thou by Satan {till deceiv'd fhould'ft be. 
 
 5 1 Chron. .xxviii. 9. * 16. i. 1.5. \ Mark x. 17. 
 
 Haft 
 
rQo Cautions agmnjl Setf-Deceptifou 
 
 .Haft thou no Delilah thou hug'ft within ? 
 No ftrong Affection to fome bofom Sin ? 
 If ftill thou doft fome fecret Sin retain, 
 This plainly proves thou art not born again f. 
 If 'Confclence and Reftraining-Gface with Fear, 
 Have only ftopt thee -in- thy mad Career ; 
 Xike furious-Dogs confin'd by hamp'ring Chains, 
 Whofe vicious Nature ftill the fame remains: 
 So, if thy finful Nature be not chang'd, 
 Thou art, and muft be ftill, from God eftrang'd, 
 In thy own Righteoufsnefs doft thou not truft ? 
 Speak and declare, or Confclence furely muft. j 
 Doft thou not think that -God's obiig'd to *he : e 5 
 Since thou reformed haft to this Degree ? 
 Are not thy Duties fet up in Chrift's Place ? 
 Examine well if this be not the Cafe. 
 Did ever Sin in its own hue appear; 
 Filling thy Soul with deep Remorfe and Fear ; 
 So that the ilighteft Touch- of that, foul Stain, • 
 Would pierce thy Soul with Horror, Shame and' Pain '? 
 And that becauie 'tis loathfome in God's Sight, 
 * Therefore thou -hat'ft it with thy Mind and Might*? 
 But if it be theTear of Punifhment, 
 Whicli makes thee now thy former Sins refent \ 
 'Tis to be fear'd thou haft fome bafe Defign, 
 Which makes thee with God's holy People join. 
 Is not thy Aim to get a Name thereby ? 
 -Or teafing Confclence ^thus to pacify ? 
 Or elfe to fcreen thee from Reproach and Shame, 
 Which many Sins bring on a Perfon's Name ? 
 
 * Xfa. Iviii.- 2. 
 
 Or 
 
Truth tpptais to Conference. 61 
 
 Or is not all this Shynefs, and Rcrnorfe 
 Againll thy Sins, only to fave thy Purfe ? 
 For wild luxurious Living in this Agc^ 
 Confumes the Stock, and Mis'ries dire preface. 
 
 Is this thy Cafe, O Youth ? I pray be free ; 
 Hide not the Secrets of thy Heart from me. 
 Call now to Mind what thou haft heard of late, 
 And thereby judge of this thy prcfrnt State. 
 
 Youth. 
 I can't fee yet but my Condition's good, 
 I have fuch Faith and Hope in Jems' Blood. 
 Though many Imperfections in me be, 
 Yet God is gracious and will pardon me : 
 For many Failings in the Beft arc found, 
 Therefore I hope my State is fafe and found. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Thy Truft, O Youth, is in the Spider's Web ! 
 Thy Tide of Hope will have a dreadful Ebb*, 
 If thou prove guilty of thofe Things which I 
 Did in thine Ear fo lately fpecify, 
 Thy Spots will not be like the Spots of thofe 
 Which God for Children to himfelf hath chofe. 
 Butfince thou art fo backward to be try'd, 
 It feems thou aim'ft fome fecret Crimes to hide ; 
 Therefore to Confcience I'll again appeal, 
 To hear what he againft thee can reveal : 
 For he's enlighten'd now j he can declare 
 As much as we at prefent need to hear. 
 He'll fpeak the Truth, and righteous Judgment jive, 
 Nor hide if thou in fecret Sin doft live. 
 • Job viii. 14. 
 
 G Ti 
 
62 Confcience difcovers the Youth*/ Hxpocrijy. 
 
 Therefore attend unto his faithful Voice; 
 If he acquit thee., then thou tfiayft rejoice : 
 But if againft thee he mould Witnefs bear, 
 Depend upon it thou haft Caufe to fear. 
 And if thou wilt not hear what he fhall fay, 
 He'll make thee tremble at the Judgment-Day. 
 
 Now, Confciena, in the Name of our great King, 
 I call thee forth thy Evidence to bring 
 Againft this Man; accufe or fet him free 
 According to the Light thou haft from me. 
 Stand up for Chrift thy only fov'reign Lord, 
 And Judgment give according to his Word. 
 Be not deceiv'd by Luft : all Bribes forfake : 
 And judge by Law : Chrift's Honour lies at Stake, 
 Speak loud, fpeak home, iT thou baft not forgot, 
 Is he converted 'yet ? or is he not ? 
 What doft thou fay ?' thy Teftimony give ; 
 Are his Lulls dead ? or do there any live ? 
 Is he new-born, and chang'd inev'ry Part ? 
 Or but in outv/ard Shew, and not in Heart ? 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Hold ! fay no more ; I am at thy Command y 
 And I'll declare how Things at preient ftand. 
 He hath, O Truth, almoft deceived me, 
 By late Appearances of Sanctity : 
 But having now receiv'd of thee more Light, 
 I muft declare he's but an Hypocrite. 
 He is not yet renew'd, nor born again, 
 As I fnall foon with Verity explain. 
 For nrit of fill his Faculty call'd JViiU 
 Is moil perverfe, and very ftubborn (till. 
 
 Th; 
 
Evident Mar fa of Hypocrijy* 63 
 
 [ excite to Duties ev'ryHour, 
 7/7/7, dill n$ with all its PovvV. 
 
 He never prays in fecret pay nor Night, 
 Except I force bim to it with a Fright. 
 The old Man is not (lain, 1 plainly Tee ; 
 has much favour fhown him fecretly : 
 :ho' to Holes I force him oft to run, 
 Yet in the Heart he ftifl maintains his Throne* 
 
 W ftill are let on Sin, 
 And fo indeed they ever yet have been. 
 
 for Sin fprtng all from flavifh Fear, 
 Not for the Evil that is rooted there. 
 
 hen he's abroad anion git religious Men * 
 Precife, and zealous he is always then : 
 Put when among th' Ungodly he appears, 
 He fuits his Language to their carnal Ears, 
 
 Some Sins are left by him which men count grois, 
 Others he keeps, and hugs them very dole. 
 One Luli bears Rule, and ftrong predominates^ 
 And itillon it he dotes, and ruminates 
 ' Fis Shame, or flavifh Fear, makes him t£&mtf}'| 
 Or he would freely act the fame again. 
 If he from outward Blots can keep his Namej 
 That Saints, nor Sinners, can himjufliy blame $ 
 He's fatisfy'd, and very well content ; 
 Tho' to his Peace I never gave content* 
 
 Peace oft he fpeaks to his deluded Soul; 
 Nor will he bear of me the leaft controul. 
 Sometime^ I catch him in a horrid Lie, 
 And (harp reprove hin. for Hypocrify : 
 To ftop my Mouth, he vows he will amend 
 Whate'er's amifs, and me no more bffend, 
 
 G 2 Yea, 
 
64 The dreadful State of an Hypocrite \ 
 
 Yea, Truth, of him I could much more rekte, 
 And fhew how thou haft hit his prefent State ; 
 But lo, he flops my Mouth, nor lets me ipeak ; 
 And blinds mine eyes, left I his Peace fhould break ; 
 For if I fhew'd all his Iniquity, 
 lie would fuftain amazing Jofs thereby. v 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Cbnfciintt, forbear, thou need'ft no more enlarge ; 
 Since all zhtiQ Things thou doft againft him charge 
 He is un 'one : Alas ! his precious Soul 
 Is under Wrath ; who can enough condole 
 His lad Eftate ! for all his outward Drefo 
 Still Is he in the Gall of Bittemefs. 
 
 1$ this the Man that feem'd a Saint precife y 
 And did appear God's Statutes much to prize ? 
 A Saint in Shew, a Devil in his Heart, 
 And muft with fuch for ever have his Part $ 
 IF he continue in this direful State, 
 Then muft he die a wretched Reprobate ! 
 
 The Day is coming ; yea, 'tis very near, 
 When Hypocrites (hall be furprizM with Fear,. 
 And their Abode they muft for ever take 
 Amidft the Flames of Hell's prodigious Lake*. 
 
 But fince thou art not fear'd \ nor I yet gone, 
 Confcience, awake, and I'll with thee fet on, 
 And we'll puifue him ftill ; for who can tell 
 But God may yet his num'rous Sins expel? 
 Should God beftow one Dram of faving Grace, 
 'Twouldhim rcftore ; tho' 'tis a doubtful Cafe, 
 
 * Ha. xxxiii. 14. 
 
 Whethe. 
 
Yet a Remedy proposal 65 
 
 Whether or not he will his Grace afford, 
 To fuch an Hypocrite ; a Wretch abhor'd : 
 For fuch whom Satan doth this Way deceive, 
 'Tis rare to bring them truly to believe. 
 
 He never has aright convicted been 
 Of the deitructive nature of his Sin. 
 His loft Eftate, he never truly faw, 
 Nor what it was to break God's holy Law*. 
 How he's undone thereby he never knew ; 
 Nor what was to his finful* Nature due %. 
 And as for Sin- he ne'er did truely bleed, 
 So he of Chrift hath never feen his Need § : 
 The great Necefllty of his rich Blood 
 To purge his &tains, he never underftood : 
 But on falfe Bottoms he hath built his Tow'rj 
 And is deceived to this very Hour. 
 Conference, I now conjure thee, do not fpare ; 
 But his great Danger fully now declare : 
 That he is all unclean from Top to Toe f ; 
 Make him to underftand and fully know. 
 The Plague is in his Head, and no Place free, 
 But in his Heart it rages dreadfully. 
 Lance him unto the Quick, and make him feel 
 Thy probing Inftruments, and wond'rous fkill. 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 Came, O vain Youth, attend again on me ; 
 t can no longer thus deceived b£. 
 
 * Gal. iii. io, I Rom. viii. 7. 
 
 § Mau. ix. 12, f ifa. i. 6. 
 
 G 3 A frefc 
 
<6 The Hypocrite's Alarm.- 
 
 A frefh Commiilion from the Word of Truth 
 
 I have received, and muft declare, O Youth! 
 
 And this new MefTage, which I bring to thee, 
 
 'Twill furely make thee tremble, faint, or flee: 
 
 For all thy high flown Hopes, and goodly Drefs $ 
 
 Still thou art in the Gall of Bitternefs. 
 
 Thou think'ft on Conference to commit a Rape ; 
 
 And yet God's righteous Vengeance to efcape. 
 
 And dar'ft thou thus, under a new Difguife, 
 
 Try to deceive me with thy Subtilties : 
 
 Ah ! thou art ftill the fame, howe'er of late, 
 
 Thou'ft changed thy Coat, the Eyes of Men to cheat. 
 
 Ungodly Wretch ! doft thou not dread to hear 
 
 My Voice ? who am againft thee to declare 
 
 A fecond Vfzx ; and I muft let thee know 
 
 That God is ftill thy moft enraged Foe. 
 
 His Sword his drawn, his Bow is alfo bent, 
 
 To cut thee oflF, except thou doft repent \ 
 
 For nothing is more odious in his Eye 
 
 Than fair Outfides, and Heart Hypocrify. 
 
 Yo u T H. 
 
 Confcience^ be ftill, though I a Sinner be, 
 There's none knows of it now but only thee. 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 ©eluded Soul ! does none thy Guilt defcry, 
 Save me alone ? Where'* then thy Maker's Eye ! 
 Doft thinlcfrom him, behind a fable Cloud 
 Thy fecret Crimes, and inward Thoughts to fhroud ? 
 Behold the Beams of his ail-piercing Eye 
 Dart through the darkeft Clouds that veil the Sky. 
 
 He 
 
The Hypocrite's Alarm. 67 
 
 lie tries the Reins ; he fearches cv'ry Part ; 
 
 Difplays the deep Recedes of the Heart. 
 
 And can*ft thou be To vain to think that worn 
 
 Beholds thy fecret Sins but me alone ! 
 
 And know'ft thou not that I'm in PovvV to ufc 
 
 Authority, t' acquit thee or accufe * ? 
 
 I mull: impartially the Truth declare, 
 
 When thou art mmmon'd to thy M ker's Bar. 
 
 Should I be ftill, 'twould be a dreadful Day ; 
 
 Unlefs thy fins were wholly purg'd away. 
 
 And whilft I fpeak, and thou refrain'ft to hear 
 
 Nothing but Terror will accofl: thine Ear. 
 
 Til never fide with thee, nor take thy Part f 
 
 While fecret Guilt is harbour'd in thy Heart, 
 
 Nor would I mind thy Flatt'ry or thy Frown, 
 
 Waft thou a Prince of moft fublime Pvenowu, 
 
 That ever did on Earth the Scepter fway ; 
 
 Befoie thy Face, thy fecret Faults I'd lay. 
 
 At fmalleft Sins I never will connive; 
 
 Therefore with me it is in vain to drive : 
 
 For lo, I am a Monitor fevere, 
 
 And whofo won't my Admonitions hear, 
 
 To them I am a conftant Enemy, 
 
 From whom they never can at Diftance fly. 
 
 Thy Thoughts, thy Words,thy Deeds, whate'er they be; 
 
 However fecret they're well known to me. 
 
 Thy luftful A&s conceal'd in fable Night, 
 
 Of which thou art afham'd mould come to Light, 
 
 I plainly fee, nor will I more conceal 
 
 One fecret Sin, but will them all reveal. 
 
 Rom. ii. ij. 
 
 Tt 
 
68 The Hypocrite's Alarm. 
 
 For while thou doft indulge Iniquity, 
 J fhall be ftill thy bitter Enemy. 
 
 When Sicknefs comes ; and Death flares in thy Face, 
 Then will I fill thy Soul with deep Difgrace. 
 The Bill of thy Indictment will be large, 
 For then I'll bring in fuch a dreadful Charge, 
 As fhall produce in thee a woful Look, ■ 
 And wound thy Heart as if 'twere Thunder-flruck. 
 TbyPleafures then I'll into Sadnefs turn, 
 And make thee rue the Day that thou waft born. 
 Nay, to thy fatal Coft thou then fhalt know 
 What 'tis to have thy Confclence be thy Foe. 
 Again give Ear ; for I have more to fay, 
 When Death has done ; lo there's another Day; 
 Another Day of Terror is to come, 
 Ah ! difmal &cene! the dreadful Day of Doom ! 
 And there will I a Witnefs fwift appear, 
 To fill thy Soul, with Horror, Grief, and Fear. 
 And when among the Goats at Chrift's Left-hand ; 
 There I a Terror {hall againft thee {land : 
 Accufifig thee before the Judgment-Seat; 
 Where none fhall pity thy forlorn Eftate. 
 Then fhall 1 fpeak more clear than now lean ; 
 Becaufe I'm clouded by the Fall of Man; 
 And am by Sataa oftentimes beguil'd : 
 And through blind Ignorance with Sin defiPd. 
 Then weak in Judgment I remain awhile, 
 Till Truth breaks in, and purges me from Guile : 
 Then Satan over me no Pow'r can have, 
 Whereby he may the Hearts of Men deceive. 
 But, Youths in that great Day of deep Diftrefs, 
 I'll make thy Lips, with Grief and Shame confefs, 
 
 Thy 
 
/ • - Hy pier ite's Alarm* 69 
 
 Thy iecret Crimes, and clofe Hypocrify, 
 Before thy Judge's all tremendous Eye \ 
 Yea, there thy Secret? all, fhall open'd he, 
 And nothing hid from the great Judge and me. 
 E'en all thy Crimes that were in Darknefs done 
 Shall be difclos'd before the blazing Sun. 
 And I (hall fo confound thee in that Day 
 That for thyfelf one Word thou can'll not fay. 
 And then the dreadful Sentence thou muft hear, 
 More (hocking than athoufand Deaths to bear, 
 " Go, thou accurfed, faith the Judge , retire, 
 11 And take thy Dwelling in eternal Fire ; 
 " Where Hypocrites, and Unbeliever's lie, 
 " With Devil's howling to Eternity." 
 And when thou thus by him condemned art 
 I'll go with thee, and hang upon thy Heart, 
 And like a dcathlefs Worm, or Viper bite, 
 And gnaw thy Soul, thou faithlefs Hypocrite, 
 My inward Stings thou muft for ever feel, 
 /Far worfe than Whips of everlafting Steel, 
 Which will increafe, and aggravate thy woe, 
 In fuch a Sort as Words can never (how. 
 
 Then (halt thou call to mind how thou'ft abus'd 
 Thy Conference ; and his kind Advice refus'd. 
 And how thou labour'ft to put out my Light, 
 When in God's Ways I ftrove to lead thee right. 
 Thy bafe Delays, and Put-offs then lament \ 
 And happy Seafons foolifhly mifpent. 
 And that the Love, which thou to Luft did'ft bear, 
 Should plunge thy Soul in fuch a dreadful Snare. 
 To think thou waft fo near tbe happy Gate, 
 Will grievoufly thy Troubles aggravate. 
 
 T# 
 
 
TO The Hypoc-'iie's Alarm. 
 
 To bid (o fair for Heaven, and yet to mife, 
 What can a greater Trouble be than this ! 
 Nothing can vex the worldly Merchant more 
 Than fcc his STup wreck'd aimed: at the Shore, 
 
 I'll tell thee alfo how thou wilfully 
 Brought'ii on thyfeif this endlefs Mifery : 
 And how I did (o frequently declare 
 What for thofe Sins thou muft for ever bear, 
 And what thy fav'rke Lufts would bring thee t* 
 If thou would'ftnot confent to let them go. 
 Ah ! thou wilt fee thyfeif at laft undone, 
 And all thy Hopes for ever fled and gone. 
 How will thy Mind be then with Terror toil 
 To think what >jol den Seafons thou haft loft I 
 And how thou mxght'ft, had'ftthou not ftiun'd his Grace, 
 Beheld, with Saints, God's reconciled Face ; 
 And entered hisblefs'd Courts, where Angels fuig 
 Celeftial Songs to him their God and King ; 
 And might'ft have join'd the glorious Concert there, 
 Whofe Hands triumphant Palms for ever bear ; 
 And on whofe Heads eternal Crowns fliall be, 
 Reigning with Chrift through all Eternity. 
 Nay, what's all this ! Heaven's Glories far excel 
 What Man can think, much more what Tongue can 
 For Truth declares, Man's Heart can ne'er conceive [tell: 
 The Joys of thofe who do on Chri/i believe*. 
 
 O then what Fools are thofe who flight this Prize, 
 For fhort liv'd Lufts, and fair delufive lies ! 
 But if what's faid of Heav'n won't thee invite, 
 See if Heli's Torments will not thee affright j 
 
 * 8 Cor. ii. 9. 
 
 And 
 
fbi I-Iy!:cri.. : . ■'..*. ;i 
 
 And make thee vield to Truth without D 
 Before thou art by Vengeance foatch'd ■*: 
 For as Man's Heart can't think nor Tongue expi 
 The great Reward which Saints In Heaven pof&fs^ 
 
 So neither can they 'ever fully know * 
 
 The vaft extent of Hell's eternal woe. 
 
 If Man could number all the Stars of Heav'n, 
 
 Or count the Dull, and Leaves by Tempefts dnv'n > 
 
 Or tell the Drops of Water in the Seas ; 
 
 Or Sands upon the Shore \ with equal Eafe 
 
 Might he declare the Greatnefs of that Pain 
 
 Which damned Souls for ever muft fuftain. 
 
 But as thefe Things could never yet be done 
 
 By any Man on Earth ; e'en fo can none 
 
 Exprefs the Weight of God's Almighty Wrath 
 
 Which Souls lie under in eternal Death. 
 
 Lo, there is Darknefs, not one Beam of Light ! 
 And what's more dreadful than eternal Nis;ht ? 
 Yea, there is Death ; and yet the foul ne'er dies f 
 And nought is heard but hid'ous Shrieks and Cries, 
 Their Pains are great, yet can it ne'er be dream'd 
 That from their Mis'rijs they ihall be redeem'd. 
 Their Cries procure no Help, no tender Eye 
 Laments the Greatnefs of their Mifery. 
 There's, all Dtfpair, and not one Beam of Hope ; 
 There's burning Throats, but not one cooling Dror>. 
 They're given up, nor can they e'er repent, 
 Therefore their Miferies God cannot prevent. 
 
 Now all Defpifers of his rich Eree-grace, 
 Muft have their Portion in that dreadful Plage. 
 But all that Men can paint can ne'er declare 
 The woful Anguifk of the Damned there. 
 
 For 
 
7 2 Youth** Heart touched at left. 
 
 For if thefe Pains could be defin'd by Men, 
 They could not be unmeafurable then. 
 Infinite Wrath is to be fatisfy'd, 
 And God's ftrict Juftice muft be rnagnify'd. 
 Did'ft thou but hear the Noife, the hid'ous Cry 
 Of damned Souls that in thefe Torments lie : 
 How would it fear thee to behold that Lake, 
 And caufe each Limb to tremble, fear and quake ! 
 O think on this, before the Time mall come, 
 That God fhall pafs on thee the final Doom. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Youth, what fay'ft now ? ah ! canft thou reft in Pe 
 Until thefe inward Pangs of Confclence ceafe * ? < 
 How canft thou think or dream thy State is good 
 While Confclence fwells and raifes fuch a Flood? 
 He raifes Storms and Tempefts in thy Breaft ; 
 Becaufe of Sin he will not let thee reft. 
 
 Come fearch thy Heart ; Confclence is not mifled ; 
 The very Truth before thee he hath fpread. 
 What wilt thou do at the great Judgment-Day, 
 If thou fhould'ftftill hisCounfeldifobey? 
 Make Peace with him ; for louder are his Cries 
 Than if ten thoufand Witneffes fhould rife 
 Againft thy Soul : Ah ! what a dreadful Thing. 
 Should he againft thee his laft Verdid bring. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Shew Pity, Truth, alas! my Soul will melt; 
 Such Pangs as thefe my Heart-ftrings never felt. 
 
 # Ifa. lvii. zo, 21. 
 
The Danger of /light Healing. 73 
 
 To Doubting Cattle I at laftam brought; 
 
 I fear Converfion ne'er in me was wrought. 
 
 My Heart condemns me: Conjclence wounds me fore; 
 
 O Trutb> remove my Burden I implore ! 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Before thou haft a Plaifter for thy Wound, 
 Thy Ulcers muft be fearch'd, and firft made Sound, 
 If llightly heal'd, to give thee prefent Eafe, 
 The Cure will prove yet worfe than the Difeafe*. 
 Doft know what Time thou didft this Wound receive? 
 'Tis worfe, I fear,than yet thou canft believe. 
 'Tis deep, it ftinks, it putrifies and grows, 
 And to eternal Wrath will thee expofe. 
 The Law's fharp Arrow ; its tremendous Dart 
 Has fore'd its Entrance to thy carnal Heart. 
 Thy State is bad, thou'ft got thy mortal Wound \ 
 No Part within thee, nor without is found f. 
 Could'ft thou now live, and never more tranfgrefs, 
 Yet would the Law condemn thee ne'erthelefs : 
 For could'ft thou hence from actual Sins keep clear, 
 This ne'er would pay thy former long Arrear . 
 Thy former Crimes, which are of Crimfon Dye, 
 Would itill to Heav'n aloud for Vengeance cry. 
 Juftice will never pardon nor reprieve 
 One Soul, till Satisfaction it receive. J. 
 
 Againftthy Soul the dreadful Doom is part, 
 Nor may thy Refpite for a Moment laft. 
 There's nothing now 'twixt thee and endlefs Death, 
 But fome few Moments of uncertain Breath (|. 
 
 *Jer.vi. 14. f Ifa. i. 6. J Matt. v. 26. U P/ xc. 5,6,7. 
 
 H Si* 
 
74 N'o IB ding Place from God. 
 
 Sin is fo vile, and Juflice fo fevcre, 
 That Chrift himfelf it would in no wife fpare, 
 When in the guilty Sinner's Place he flood, 
 Lo, it requir'd its full Demand in Blood *: 
 And fince in Chrift thou haft obtain'd no Part, 
 A wretched, poor, condemned Soul thou art, . 
 
 Youth. 
 
 O curfed Sin ! now I begm to fee 
 How thou haft ruin'd, and deluded me: 
 Truth has made known how thou haft led me wrong, 
 Altho' Convictions in me have been ftrong. 
 O horrid Lufts, and bafe deceitful Devil ! 
 Is this the fruit of all yourpleaiing Evil ? 
 And thou falfe World; ah ! what art thou to me? 
 Alas ! alas ! I'm quite undone by thee. 
 O whither jfhall I flee ! what path untrod 
 Shall I find out to fiiun the wrath of God ! 
 Will none for me fome fecret Cave provide 
 Where from his flaming Vengeance I migkt hide? 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Vain Thought, alas ! where can'ft thou find a Place ' 
 To hide 'thee from thy Maker's angry Face? 
 Could'ft thou arife on Morning Wings, and fly 
 To the remoteil Verge beneath the Sky; 
 How vain the Thought, to 'fcape his mighty Hand, 
 Without whofe Aid thou canft not move or ftand! 
 Or fhould'ft thou think beneath the fable Night, 
 To fcreen thee fafe from his all-piercing Sight : 
 
 * Matt, xxvhv 39, 42, 44. 
 
 Fruitle/s. 
 
Youth's Agonies under Convtclion. 75 
 
 Fruiclefs Attempt! for, lo, he fees as foon 
 Thro i ; h tfidnigtft Shades as in the Blaze of Noon. 
 Or fhould'ft thou dare prefume to flop thy Breath, 
 And fhun his £ye amongft the Shades of Death : 
 Worfe Madnefs flill ! for to his Majefty, 
 Death, Grave, and Hell without a cov'ring lie. 
 Caves, Rocks, nor Seas can hide the from his Ire, 
 For at his Prefcnce thofe fhall all expire *. 
 Then think no more thou canft a Place defcry 
 Tofhroud thee from his bright omnifcient Eye. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 O Truth ! what (hall I do ? how fhall I ftand, 
 To bear the Stroke of God's vindictive Hand I 
 A Man's own Strength his Frailties may outwear, 
 But, O ! a wounded Spirit who can bearf? 
 
 But is there Truth, no Balm, to heal my Wound, 
 InGileaJ} is there no Phyfecian found % ? 
 Will Pray'rs and Tears to me no Help afford ? 
 Nor watching, falling, hearing of the Word i 
 If all thefe Duties will not eafe my Grief, 
 Where fhall I go to feek and find Relief? 
 O whether fhall I flee ! or where explore, 
 A Remedy for Sin, my Gangrene-fore? 
 
 what's the Nature of Iniquity, 
 
 That nought will cleanfe me of this Leprofy ? 
 Rivers of Oil, much Gold and worldly Wealth, 
 
 1 fee avail not to reftore my Health. 
 
 Ah ! I 2m loft ! I fee 'tis plainly fo ! 
 Undone ! undone ! O Truth, where fhall I go ? 
 
 * Pial. exxxix. I — 12. f Prov. xviii. 14. Jer. viii. 22. 
 H 2 Haft 
 
7 6 Youth's Wounds being fearehtd. 
 
 Haft thou no Word of Comfort yet for me? 
 Or mull I perifh to Eternity ? 
 
 Truth. 
 
 And doft thou feel atlaft the cutting Smart 
 Of my fharp Arrows piercing thy hard Heart? 
 Does Hn as Sin upon thy Spirits lie, 
 The Weight of which makes thee lament and cry ? 
 Doft know the Danger of thy dire Difeafe ? 
 And that there's none on Earth that can appeafe 
 The Wrath of God ? Ah ! doft thou fee thy Lofs ? 
 And thine own Righteoufnefs but Dung and Drofs t ? 
 
 Youth. 
 
 I know not what to fay, I'm ftill in Doubt, 
 Left yet fome fecret Sin I've not found out. 
 My Heart is deep and rnoft deceitful too, - 
 A Lis ! alas ! I know not what to do. 
 I grieve for Sin, and yet I am in Dread, 
 That Sin in me is not yet wholly dead. 
 Yet this O Truth, I hope is wrought in me, 
 Sin I abhor, as 'tis Iniquity : - 
 
 Nor would I Chrift offend or grieve again, 
 Were there no Hell to fear, or future Pain, 
 Ah I how I fear left I again fliould fin, 
 Againft the Lord who hath fo gracious been, 
 To fpare my Life ; nor cut me off fo foon, 
 For all the heinous Evils I have done. 
 But ah ! I fee that I in Sin am dead, 
 And my Iniquities gone o'er my Head. 
 
 f Ifa. kiv. 6. Phil. iii. 8, 
 
 O could 
 
He is jealous cfhlmfclf. yj 
 
 O could I now but of a Saviour hear ! 
 For, lo, my Load is more than I can bear, 
 Now my own Rightcoufnefs I prize no more 
 Than ftinking Filth upon a common Shore. 
 All I have done has but enhane'd my Woe; 
 Alas! I'm helplefs, whether fhall I go? 
 
 T r u T H. 
 
 And is it fo, O Youth, in every Deed, 
 That now thy fin-fick Soul begins to bleed? 
 Come then, chear up, glad News to thee I bring; 
 Here's a free Pardon from thy heavenly King* 
 Behold, his Anger's turn'd away from thee; 
 For Chrift hath paid thy Ranfom on the Tree* # 
 Therefore arife, poor Soul, arife and come, 
 For I am-fent t' invite thee welcome Home. 
 Come, for the Spirit will Chriti's Blood apply, 
 And that will cure each hurtful Malady f," 
 
 Youth. 
 
 O Truth, could I thy cheering Words 'believe, 
 How fweetly would it my poor Soul relieve ! 
 But, ah ! on me there's fuch a Burden lies, 
 It bows me down ; I have no Pcw'r to rife. 
 
 Could Laz'rus roufe himfeif, or move, or try 
 Death's Fetters ftrong from his frail Limbs t' unty ? 
 Could he awake? What Pow'r had he to ftrive, 
 When dead and (linking? Could he then revive? 
 No ! though but four Days dead : Then how fhall \ y 
 Who have lain dead in my Iniquity, 
 
 * Job xxxiii. 24. f 1 John i. 7. 
 
 H 3 Ever 
 
7$ Truth brings glad Tidings, , 
 
 Ever fince Adam's Fall (which now appears 
 To be above five Thoufand long, long Years) 
 Rife from the Death of Sin? Ah! God muft take 
 The Work into his Hand, who firft did make, 
 This ftony Heart of mine, muft form anew, 
 Ere any Good will to my Soul accrue. 
 'Tis he alone muft Will and Pow'r command, 
 And Life infufe, ere I can walk or ftand. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 *Tis true, frail Youth \ yet lend an Ear to me, < 
 And wholfome Counfel I'll impart to thee ; 
 And thou fhalt find, as fure as God isLove, # 
 Thy Fears and Fetters .quickly he'll remove; 
 And raife thee up from this deep miry Pit, 
 And on a liable Rock confirm thy Feet*. 
 
 Now my Advice, which firft I recommend, 
 Is^ Take heed Conscience thou no more offend. 
 Grieve him no more, but take abundant Car« 
 To prove thyfelf in ev'ry Thing fincere : 
 For whofo deals deceitfully with God, 
 Muft furely fall beneath his angry Rod. 
 But, lo, their happy Lot, who fear the Lord, 
 In iv'ry Land, and tremble at his Word, 
 Is this, to them he {hews his. fmiling Face, 
 But fills DiJJemblers with their own Difgrace f» 
 And whofo follows on to know the Lord, 
 His faving Health he will in Time afford. 
 
 Next I advife thee, in the fecond Place, 
 With Diligence attend the Means of Grace, 
 
 ? Pfal, xl. 2. \ f Ife- !xvi. 2> 5* 
 
 Nercf 
 
And good Advice to Youth's troubled Soul. Jf 
 
 Never God's blefled Word when preach'd defpife, 
 But all fuch happy Seafons richly prize; 
 for in his Houfe, the Lord is often found, 
 And makes the heavy Heart with Joy abound*. 
 
 My third Advice is this, continually 
 Be much in Pray'r unto the Lord moft high. 
 Pour out thy Soul before him Night and Day J; 
 He'll furely anfwer though he long delay : 
 Yea, tho' thou may'ft with fharp Repulfes meet, 
 Still prod rate lie at great bnmanuefs Feet : 
 His Bowels of Companion foon will move, 
 Nor can he ceafe to manifeft his Love 
 To thy poor Soul \ nor will he let thee lie, 
 Without the Pity of his tender Eye. 
 Yea, he the good Phyfiaan will be found, 
 Who will apply a Plaifter to thy Wound, 
 Which cannot fail to irteke thee fafe and found. 
 Altho' thy Wounds are fuch, when underftqod, 
 Nought will avail thee but his precious Blood : 
 Yet know tho' Priejl and Levite pafs thee by, 
 This good Samaritan, with gracious Eye, 
 Will look on thee, and fill thole Wounds of thine, 
 With richer Cordials far than Oil and Wine\* 
 
 Laftly, for Grace my Sifter earnestly 
 Lift up thy Voice : God will not thee deny, 
 But fend her down to be thy conftant Friend, 
 And kind Afliftant to thy Journey's End ||. 
 Yea, fhe'll advance thee to fublime Renown, 
 And on thy Temples fet the royal Crown* 
 
 * Rom. x. 17. % Thef. v. 17: 
 
 $ Luke x. 31,— —35. || Prov. ii. 6. 
 
 i 
 
 But 
 
So 7 he pozverful Operations of Saving Grace* 
 
 But here beware left thou be put to Shame, 
 For there are two who both aflame the Name: 
 The one a Counterfeit, unchafte, impure * > 
 The other true, unchangeable and furef. 
 The one will dwell where Sin predominates ; 
 The otherev'ry Sin abominates. 
 She makes a thorough Change where e'er me dwells, 
 And from the Heart each {infill Luft expels. 
 Such is th' Effect of real Savin? -Grace* 
 Wherever fnc takes up her dwelling Place, 
 Thy ftubborn Will fhe'll make fubmit by Love, 
 And thy Affe&ions fet on Things above : 
 New mould thy Heart, and each unruly Thought, 
 Shall by her Skill be to Subjection brought. 
 Thy Qldman-Nature wholly fhe'll cafhier, 
 And none of all his fpecious Trurnp'ry fpare. 
 She'll put the Works of Darknefs all to Flight, 
 Yea, all that's oppofite to Truth and Light, 
 She'll make theDevil's Garrifon give Way, 
 And what is left deftroy, burn down, or flay* 
 She'll have no Pity on the Oldmans Age, 
 But pay him off for ail his "Wrath and Rage, 
 His cruel Malice, Pride, and ev'ry Sin, 
 Of which he hath the cruel Author been, 
 In his own Coin, and fend him ftrait away, 
 Nor give him Quarters 'till another Day. 
 
 She'il alfo change thy avaricious Heart, 
 And make thee freely of thy Wealth impart, 
 To feed the Hungry, and to cloath the Bare, 
 .Whereof before thou waft fo loth to fpare J. 
 
 * Lukexii, i, f John i. 17- J Luke xix. 8. 
 
 'Ti« 
 
The Duty and Benefit of Prayer. Si 
 
 'Tis fhc brings clown the haughty furious Mind, 
 And makes it humble, patient, meek> refign'd. 
 'Tis flie that tames th' unruly headftrong Youth, 
 And makes them hearkento the Word of Truth : 
 Quenches their mad ungovern'd luftful Fires, 
 And makes 'em hate their former lew'd Defircs. 
 She mollifies the Heart, gives Conference peace, 
 And makes the loud tempeftuous Billows ceafe *. 
 'Tis (he muft put Chrift's fpotlefs Robes on thee, 
 And from the Yoke of Bondage fet thee free, 
 'Tis fhe muft thee adoin and beautify, 
 And make thee lovely in the Bridegroom's Eye J, 
 'Tis (he that can thy Soul with Love enflame, 
 To Chrift alone, and other Loves difclaim. 
 'Tis She muft tie the blefled Marriage Knot, 
 'TwixtChrift and thee, which ne'er (hall be forgot; 
 Nor can it e'er be broken or unty'd 
 When truly knit, both Parties fatisfy'd : 
 For flie makes Chrift and true Believers one ; 
 Partakers of one Spirit, Flefh and Bone§. 
 
 Thus Chrift's Difciple thou {halt be indeed, 
 Grace will fupply thy Wants in Time of Need. 
 But this, O Youth, thou muft implore by Pray'rl, 
 And that believing God will lend an Ear ; 
 For fince for thee the Prince of Glory dy'd, 
 Of nothing needful {halt thou be deny'd fl. 
 O ! ceafe not then this Favour to implore, 
 But beg of God thy heav'nly Father more 
 Of his rich Grace, to eafe thy Soul of Pain, 
 And fairly prove that thou art born again. 
 
 # 2 Cor. xii. 9. X Pfal. xlv. 13, 14, 15. f EpH. 11. S. 
 § Eph. v, 30. 4 Ezek. xxxvi. 37. || Rom. viii. 32. 
 
 Be 
 
%% Behold he prayeth ! Acls ix; I r» 
 
 Be earned then, and ftrive to hold him faft, 
 And thou like Jacob (halt prevail at 3 aft *- 
 .Tho' at the firijt he feem to (top his Ear y 
 .Yet Faith and Fervency will make him hear % : 
 For this to thee is fure a Time of Love, 
 And thy deep Wounds will his kind Bowels move 
 To eafe thy Pain ; he'll cad a tender Eye, 
 Whilft thou polluted in thy Blood doit lie ; 
 And what is needful freely he will give : 
 Tho' dead he'll breath in I^ife, and bid thee live §. 
 Yea, manifeft his precious Love to thee 
 And clothe thy Soul with his Salvation free. 
 Come make a Trial then; renounce Defpair: 
 Look up to Heav'n, dear Soul, thy Help is there. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Thanks for thy Counfel, Truth 5 I'll now take hee 
 y thy Voice, and flee to Chrift with Speed ; 
 Proftrate I'll fall, and make my heavy Moan, 
 And wreftle humbly at his gracious Throne ; 
 Difplay my Wants, and fpread my mortal Sore 
 Before his Face, and Mercy thus implore. 
 " Moft gracious God, who dwell'ft in peerlefs Ligh 
 " Canft Thou behold, and not abhor the Sight, 
 " A poor polluted Mortal ! loft ! undone ! 
 « Roll'd in his Blood before Thy holy Throne? 
 " Sin is my Burden ! Sin is all my Grief! 
 " And Lord, to Thee I'm come to beg Relief. 
 " Wilt Thou not eafe fo deep a wounded Soul, 
 « Who in his Blood is fore'd to lie and roll ? 
 
 * Gen. xxxii, zg. % Luke xvi. § Ezck. xvi. 6. 
 
Behold he fraytib ! 83 
 
 c< Is there no Balm in Gilead? Lord, I'm fure, , 
 
 44 There's a Phxfuian can eifect my cure. 
 
 44 Where arc Thy Bowels, Lord? Is ^eroy fled ? 
 
 « Remerrfber that rich blood that Jefus fhed ! 
 
 44 If for this PleaThou canft not cafe my Grief, 
 
 44 Then, Lord, I die ! hopelefs without Relief ! 
 
 44 But why didft Thou, dear Jcfus, fuffer ? w T hy, 
 
 44 If not to take my heinous Guilt away ? 
 
 44 No Guile was found in Thee \ no fin-fill Stain, 
 
 44 To caufe Thy Death : for me waft Thou not (lain \ 
 
 44 Didft Thou not Juftice fully fatisiy? 
 
 44 And pay my Debt ? yet muft I Prifoncr lie, 
 
 44 When Reftitutionto the full is made, 
 
 4< And ev'ry Mite for my Remiffion paid ? 
 
 44 Ah ! Lord, to Thee I lift my humble cry, 
 
 44 Knock off thefe Bolts ! fet me at Liberty. 
 
 44 See how Ilanguiih, finking in the Mire ; 
 
 44 Hafte, Lord, in Mercy, e'er my Soul expire! 
 
 4C Why muft I bleed ? did I not bleed before, 
 
 44 In Thy fad Wounds i Can Juftice challenge more ? 
 
 44 My Heart-ftrings fure will break, I pant, I groan, 
 
 44 J tremble, Lord, whilft Thou ftand'ft looking on ! 
 
 44 Doft Thou not hear the Ravens when they cry ? 
 
 44 And canft Thou ftill my humble Suit deny ? 
 
 4; Wilt Thou the Boor of Mercy ne'er unlock ? 
 
 44 Lord, ope' to me, for at Thy Call I knock*, 
 
 44 O Son of David help ! for at Thy Word 
 
 w I humbly truft: Mercy to me afford.' 3 
 
 * Matt. vii. 7. 
 
 Jesus. 
 

 %A Youth's Prayer is heard. 
 
 Jesus. 
 
 What deep Complaint is this accofts mine Ear? 
 What wretched Creature's Groan is this I hear, 
 Who ftill implores my Help, and gives not o'er, 
 Tho' I am filent, but cries out the more ? 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Lord, 'tis a wretched Sinner; loft ! undone ! 
 Seeking Salvation in Thy Name alone. 
 
 Jesus. 
 
 But know'ft thou not that I was only fent, 
 To Jacob's Race, their Ruin to prevent ? 
 Then how dareft thou who art of Gentile Stock, 
 Come boldly thus at Mercy's Door to knock? 
 Depart from me, and think no more to fpeed, 
 Since thou art not of lJraeVs chofen Seed. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Ahl gracious Lord, fome kind Companion fhow! 
 If Thou deny'ft me whither fhall I go ? 
 
 Jesus. 
 
 But is it meet that I mould take and feed 
 luch hungry Dogs with Children's precious Bread ?^ 
 
 Youth. 
 
 'Tis true, O Lord ; I own this Truth withal, 
 Yet may the Dogs lick up the Crumbs that fall 
 From their own Mailer's Board ; then let a Whelp 
 Obtain this Favour : gracious Saviour Help ! 
 
 Jesus, 
 
Youth'i Prayer graciaijly anfwend. ?5 
 
 Jesus. 
 What aileth thee, poor Soul ? What's thy Complaint, 
 Which makes thy contrite Heart begin to faint? 
 
 Youth. 
 Dear Lord, Thou know'ft my Ails : no Place is free, 
 But none of them, O Lord, are hid from Thee* 
 I am a Sinner, loathfome, vile and bafe ; 
 I hate mvfelf, and blufh before Thy Face; 
 A filthy Lump offinful Flefli unclean; 
 A viler Creature fure has never been. 
 Under my dreadful Burden, lo, I faint; 
 Lord, look on me, and eafe my fad Complaint ! 
 
 Jesus. 
 Peace, troubled Soul ; I'll wipe thy briny Tears: 
 Great is thy Faith ! thy Groans have reach'd mine Ears, 
 My Bowels move ; nor can I more refrain 
 To hear thy Cries, and mitigate thy Pain. 
 Thy wounds affect me, and thy bitter Cry 
 Pierces my Heart ; I feel thy Mifery. 
 Now what is thy Requeft ? make known to me : 
 What doft thou lack? w T hat (hall I do for thee ? 
 'Open thy Heart to me, for I am nigh 
 To hear thy Suit, and all thy Wants fupply*. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Lord, not for worldly Wealth, nor carnal Eafe, 
 Nor Honours, which th' ambitious Mind would pleafe: 
 Nor Length of Days do I entreat to have, 
 But fomething better, Lord, I humbly crave. 
 * Matt. xv. 22, z2. 
 
 I TkU 
 
86 Youths humble Requejf^ 
 
 This World's a Bubble ; all a Phantom vain ! 
 There's nothing here that can affuage my Pain. 
 Such is my dreadful State, none elfe can fave, 
 But Thou that call'dft dead Lazarus from the Grave. 
 Knock offthefe^Bolts, and fet Thy Prifoner free, 
 O 1 give Thy Spirit, and Thy Grace to me. 
 My fainting Heart, Lord, comfort and refrefhj 
 Quicken my Soul, but mortify the Flefh. 
 Complete the Work thou haft in me begun ; 
 Tho' I'm unworthy to be call'd thy Son, 
 Yet let me as an hired Servant be, 
 In any Office. that belongs to thee. 
 
 But more efpecially, dear Lord, impart 
 Thy heavenly Grace to purify my Heart. 
 O! take away all my polluted Drefs, 
 And cloath my Soul with Thy own Righteoufneis. 
 There's .nothing, Lord, I fee will do me good, 
 Without a B.alfam of Thy precious Blood: 
 My languid Soul will faint away and die, 
 Unlefs Thy Spirit fpeedily apply 
 This -fov'reign Med'cine to my bleeding Wounds, 
 In which alone Salvation free abounds. 
 For this, dear Lord, long have I made my Moan, 
 With briny Tears before thy gracious Throne. 
 Grant my Requeft, O Lord, and fet me free, 
 For nought befide will eafc, or comfort me. 
 Make manifeft Thy Love to my poor Soul ; 
 O this will cure my Wounds and make me whole ! 
 My gafping Soul Is here diflblv'd in Tears, 
 While pleas'd with Hopes, and yet depre-ft with Fears 
 But, Lord, thefe gloomy Clouds Thou canft difpel, 
 Thy / refence makes a Heav'n, Thine Abfence Hell 
 
 F 
 
All Things are pojfible to them that believe. 87 
 
 For there is nought on Earth, or Heav'n above, 
 
 Which I efteem, or value like Thy Love. 
 
 Then, Lord, fome Token give > ibme Word apply 
 
 To my poor Heart before I droop and die. 
 
 Sehold my trembling Soul in deep Diftrefs, 
 
 Confcious, O Lord, of my unworthincfs ! 
 
 IVhen I review my Sins, and Lufts fo ftrong, 
 
 So numerous, and perfifted in fo long \ 
 
 4ow I have griev'd, and put Thy Soul to Pain ; • 
 
 Thefe doleful Thoughts e'en cut my Heart in Twain. 
 
 Thy Meflengers I've flighted, and refus'd, 
 And my own Conference grievoufly abus'd, 
 Which Thou haft given Commiffion from Thy Hand, 
 Either to clear, or fharply reprimand. 
 To Truth, alas ! how deaf hath been mine Ear ? 
 But, ah ! how ready Satan's Voice to hear I 
 Lord, I have flighted Thee, my Sins t* embrace, 
 And this with Shame confounds my blulhing Face* 
 Ah ! mould'ft Thou yet fave fuch a Wretch as me, 
 And from my Shame and Bondage fet me free, 
 And all Thy juft deferved Wrath remove, 
 T' embrace my Soul into Thine Arms of Love, 
 This will be Grace indeed, fo rich, fo free, ' 
 Beyond Exprcflion ! worthy, Lord, of Thee ! 
 N T ow fpeak, dear Saviour, fpeak, and cafe my Pain 5 
 Dne gracious Smile, O let me but obtain ! 
 
 Jesus. 
 
 Chear up, poor Soul, if thou canftbut believe, 
 And as free Gifts my Benefits receive. 
 Ooft rhink that I am able to impart, 
 ^nd willing too to heal thy broken Heart? 
 
 I 2 Canft 
 
88 Youth's weak Faith enc cur aged; 
 
 Canft thou by Faith my Promifes receive ? 
 All things are poflible, couidft thou believe. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 . Alas, my Faith Is weak, O fend Relief! 
 Lord, I believe ! help Thou niy unbelief 
 Thy chearfng Voice, that lately piere'd mine Ear, 
 /gain repeat, O that will flay my Fear ! 
 If Love as well as Pity Thou wilt {how, 
 'Twill Joy create, and banifh all my Woe. 
 But fhbuld'ft thou, Lord, my Cafe commiferate y 
 And yet thus leave me in a dying State; 
 As o'er Jerusalem Thou did'ft once lament, 
 Yet gave them not a Spirit to repent; 
 I own 'twere juft, fhould'ft Thou, thus deal with me,, 
 And leave me in my Guilt and Mifery. 
 'But flioiild'it Thou pity this my helpkfs Cafe, 
 
 magnify Thy rich forgiving Grace, 
 On fuch a worthlefs finful Worm as me, 
 This would indeed furprizing Mercy be ! 
 Speak now, dear Saviour ! eafe my troubled Brea,ft ! 
 O give my heavy laden Spirits reft ! 
 Help, help, O Lord ! my fainting Soul will die, 
 Unlefs Thou (cnd'A with Speed a kind Reply. 
 
 Jesus. 
 
 Fear not, poor "Soul, my Grace to thee I'll fend: 
 My Love's Eternal, lo, it 'hath no End; 
 And this thou haft already in thy Heart; 
 And all Things needful I'll- to'thee impart. 
 
 Thy 
 
} 
 
 ChriJPs rich and precious Promifes applied. 89 
 
 Thy fcarlet Sin behold I'll wafh away; 
 
 Not one of them at the great Judgment-Day 
 
 Shall rife againfi: thee, or thy Soul difmay. 
 
 Now thou may'ft lift thy joyful Eyes to Heav'n ; 
 
 Thy num'rous Sins, tho' great, are all forgiv'n : 
 
 For, lo, I came to feek and fave the Loft, 4 
 
 And I am able, to the Uttermoft, 
 
 To heal the Wounded, and the Needy fave, 
 
 Ev'n all who can no other Helper have. 
 
 And whofo comes to me, 1*11 in no wife 
 Rejedi their Suit : therefore lift up thine Eyes, 
 Behold, my Hands and Feet, and doubt no more, 
 Fori have wafh'd thee in my purple Gore. 
 Thy Debts are cancelPd with my dying Blood, 
 And I've repair'd the broken Law of God, 
 Enter the Paradife of Love unftain'd, 
 For, lo, thou haft the royal Fort obtain'd. 
 Take up thy Reft in my eternal Love ; 
 Defpife this World, thy Treafure lies above. 
 ' Cheer up thy Heart, I tell thee thou art mine, 
 For with my Blood, I've bought that Soul of thine. 
 With endlefs Joys thy Heart I'll fatisfy, 
 And in my Bofom thou fhak ever lie. 
 Within my circling Arms, lo, thee I take,. 
 Now truft my Word, I'll never thee forfake *. 
 When thro 5 the Fire thou pafleft I'll be by, 
 And thro' the Water thou (halt find me nigh J, 
 Yea, I'll be with thee always to the End, 
 And Death at laft I'll caufe to be thy Friend. 
 
 • Heb. xiii. 5. % Ifa. xliii. 2.. 
 
 I 3 M 
 
90 The believing Sou 1 ravijVd with the Love 'ofChrlJf. 
 
 I'll make that Paffage eafy, and thereby 
 Waft thee to my eternal Joys on high. 
 There thou {halt join the Army of the blefs'd, 
 And (hare with them the everlafting Reft j 
 Where Living Water in a cryftal Flood, 
 Flows out for ever from the Throne of God. 
 And there the Trees of Life, on either Hand, 
 With monthly Fruits in glorious Order {land*. 
 There {halt thou fee, not darkly thro' aGlafs, 
 Thy God and Saviour's Glory Face to Face. 
 Yea, there a King and Prieft thou malt be crown'd, 
 To reign with me upon a Throne renown'df: 
 O'er all thy Foes thou {halt victorious prove, 
 And reft for ever happy in my Love : 
 For thofe I love, I love them to the End; 
 Eternity can ne'er my Fulnefs fpend. 
 
 Yo u T H. 
 
 Amazing Change ! Darknefs is fled and gone, 
 And lo, a glorious Day comes gliding on ! 
 The Son of Righteoufnefs, with healing Ray, 
 In my Horizon now begins his Way. 
 My Soul is ravim'd with the Heav'nly Light ; 
 Loft in fweet Wonder, Love, and pure Delight. 
 My Heart is melted with celeftial Fire, 
 And has obtain'd at laft its own Defire. 
 The Door is open'd ; Chrift is enter'd in, 
 And hath o'ercome, and flain the Man of Sin.* 1 
 My Heart that was fo hard is made ta yield, 
 My heavenly Captain now has won the Field. 
 
 * Rev. xxii. 1,2. f Rorn. v> 17. 
 
 The 
 
His Dijiatn of all earthly Enjoyments. £j 
 
 The War is ended 'twixt my Lord and me \ 
 And Peace is fettled for Eternitv. 
 
 glorious Foretafte of eternal Blifs ! 
 
 What Joy, what Pleafure can compare with this ? 
 Great was my Burden ; but, behold, my Reft 
 Is greater far ! It cannot be expreft ! 
 What Soul can taftcof thefe tranfeendent Joys, 
 And not account Earth's Pleafures empty Toys! 
 Such fweet Effects flow from the blefs'd new Birth, 
 Sadnefs is turn'd to Joy; Heav'n found on Earth. 
 How blind was I ! fenfelefs, bewitch'd, and mad ! 
 
 1 thought in Chrift no Pleafure could be had. 
 Religion was, I thought, an empty Thing, 
 And neither Profit, nor Delight could bring. 
 Strangely I thought Prof. (Tors were ailur'd, 
 When I beheld what Sufferings they endur'd. 
 But now convinced, I fee my mad Miftake, 
 And I could now, thro 5 Grace, for Jefus Sake, 
 Freely w r ith them their fiercefr. Storms go thro', 
 Such a blefl Profpecl lies within my View. 
 
 All Earth's Enjoyments I'd for ever flight, 
 For one fweet Dram of this divine Delight, 
 That I enjoy in my Redeemer's Lcve ; 
 Which makes me long to be with him above. 
 Ah ! that's my Home ! my proper Refting-place ; 
 My higheft Hope to fee him Face to Face. 
 Mean Time, O Lord, while here on Earth I ftay, 
 Give me to know thy Will, and Pow'r t y obey. 
 Help me aloud thy Wonders to declare 
 Amongft thy chofen People every where ; 
 That all may know the Riches of thy Grace, 
 And Sinners flock thy Gofpel to embrace. 
 
 Since 
 
f 2 Truths Admiration of the Triumphant SouL 
 
 Since Thou haftrais'd me from the loweft Pit, 
 
 And on the Rock of Ages fet my Feet; 
 
 Fain would my Voice th' Angelic Hofts out-vie, 
 
 And raife thy Praifes far above the Sky. 
 
 O may my Heart, and Tongue, and Life make known 
 
 The wond'rous Things which Thou tome haft fhown; 
 
 That by thy Grace I daily may afpire, 
 
 Nearer and nearer Thy celeftial Choir ! 
 
 Fain would I with thofe fwift wing'd Legions join, 
 
 To celebrate with them Thy Grace divine : 
 
 But, Lord, let Patience hold out to the End, 
 
 Nor let Corruption prompt me to offend, 
 
 O ! crucify, and kill each finful Thought, 
 
 Let ev'ry Foe be to Submifiion brought : 
 
 And let me fpend the Remnant of my Days, 
 
 Wholly devoted to thy glorious Praife ; 
 
 'Till Life's tempeftuous Sea, Death wafts me o'er, 
 
 And lands me fafe on Canaan's heav'nly Shore, 
 
 O happy Period ! then (hall I enjoy 
 
 My Lord's dear Prefence : Blifs without annoy.. 
 
 T R U T H. 
 
 What blefs'd triumphant Soul is this I hear ; 
 Whofe Voice founds fo melodious in mine Ear*? T 
 With Eagle's Wings he foarethup on high f, 
 And feems to aim his Flight above the Sky. 
 In God's eternal Love he feems to reft, 
 Fill'd with his Grace, and of the Crown pofTeft. 
 Ravifh'd with Love, and full of inward Peace, 
 Chearful he runs, nor faints amidft the Race. 
 
 Sol, Song, iv. 3, f Ifa, xl. 31. 
 
 Yet 
 
Youth' * EjVimcUon of Truth. 93 
 
 Yet in his higheft Raptures can't exprefs 
 His deep Humility and Thankfulnefs. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 • 'Tis I, bleft Truth : the Conquefl now is. won, 
 has prevail^ and I'm the conquer'd One. 
 Grief is turn'd to Joy; and my Tad Night 
 Become the Day of everlafting Light. 
 Gv ?ow'r, O Truths when God with thee 
 
 ipts to gain a g!o;ious Victory ! 
 O'e. .! and ftubborn Rebel Worm ; 
 
 Y. h :an thy mighty Pow'r perform) 
 
 Bleft be the Day that thou waft fent to me, 
 To ope' mine Eyes, ana fet the Prif'ner free. 
 True Love to thee for ever I'll retain, 
 Long as I fhall a Pilgrim here remain : 
 
 keep thee clofe and hide thee in my Heart, 
 Nor for a World with thee my Jewel part. 
 To !ofe my All on Earth, my Heart is free, 
 Rather than part, O precious Truth with thee ! 
 Should Earth and Hell againft my Scul engage, 
 And ftir up all their Fury, Wrath, and Rage ; 
 Lo, I thro' Grace a thoufand Deaths will die, 
 E'er I'll difgrace thy Name, or thee deny. 
 Tho bold Deceivers, in a Multitude, 
 Break in upon my Soul, unlearn'd and rude, 
 To wreft thy Meaning in a thoufand Forms ; 
 Yet prompt by Grace, I'll ftand their fierce!! Storms; 
 For by Experience I can all refute, 
 Who craftily againft thee would difpute. 
 Tho. fome affert, thy Words but Letters are, 
 Empty and dead - 9 poor, light and wcrthlefs Ware: 
 
 But 
 
94 Youth legs now thejtrifie/t Search cf Truth- 
 
 But by the Spirit of my God I fee 
 Treafures irnmenfely rich contain'din thee. 
 
 Ah 1 did thefe Fools but rightly underftand, 
 Thy pow'rful InfPerice in tho, Spirit's Hand ^ 
 And could they tafte thy Sweetnefs, they'd extol 
 Thy Worth above ail Things from Pole to Pole. 
 Thy Light diffus'd in Conference, I receive, 
 Gladly embrace, and fteadfaftly believe. 
 Highly I prize thy Beams j, thofe chearing Rays 
 Sublimeft Wifdom to my Soul conveys. 
 Thou art a glorious Gift God hath beftow'd 
 On Men, to guide them in the heavenly Road; 
 For were it not for thy celeftial Light, 
 Lo, we fhould wander in an endlefs Night ! 
 And thefe our fav'riie Ifles had furely been 
 As dark as others had we never feen 
 The Gofpel Day, which round our Tents hath fhone, 
 Whereby the great Salvation is made known. 
 
 But now, O Truth, once more I ccme to thee, 
 To hear what thou wilt fay concerning me: 
 Give in thy Verdicl: freely, never fpare,* 
 What e'er thou fee'ft amifs in ma declare. 
 Search me and try me with a watchful Eye, 
 For I retain a fecret Jealoufy 
 O'er my own Heart, becaufe I've often feen 
 In former Times, how I deceiv'd have been. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Confcience, to thee I muft once more appeal, 
 Give in thy Judgment : thou cauft beft reveal 
 How Matters ftand betwixt this Youth and theej 
 Doit thou condemn him now, or fet him free ? 
 
 Canft 
 
Confcience being cfked, gl vt E Wehctjbr Youth. 95 
 
 Canft thou defcry no fecret Luft within ? 
 Or doth he now difcard each darling Sin ? 
 Now let thy Verdict perfectly be giv'n, 
 According to thy Light receiv d fr >m Heav'n, 
 
 Conscie >: C E. 
 
 Truth, I am always willing at thy Word, 
 Judgment to give as thou doll Light afford \ 
 And never v/as I willinger than now 
 To giv£ in Evidence of what I know, 
 Concerning this young Man, O facred Truth, 
 Lo, he is now become another Youth 
 Than what he was ; Grace has fubdu'd his Heart, 
 And he is truly chang d in ev'ry Part. 
 Thofe Ghriflian Graces in him fweetly mine, 
 Which plainly prove the Work to be divine. 
 That Faith that works by Love predominates, 
 And now each former fmful Courfe he hates. 
 Thofe very Lufts that fuffer'd no Controul, 
 Are now become the hatred of his Soul. 
 Where Pride long dwelt, humility is plac'd ; 
 Where Rage, behold, his Soul with Meekaefs gracM. 
 Inftead of Falfhood, now he fears a Lie, 
 And moft of all abhors Hypocrify. 
 His Will and his AjfecJiws are fet right, 
 And in the Law of God is his Delight. 
 All ChriiVs Commands he chearfully obeys, 
 Without Referves/Excufes, or Delays. • 
 
 He gricveth moft for Sins that are unfeen 
 By outward Eyes ; his fecret Thoughts within. 
 Yea he is more in Sub fiance than in {how, 
 When Joy runs high, his humble Heart is low. 
 
$6 Truth Jathfied with the Evidence tf/^Confeience, 
 
 All his own Righteoufnefs he now counts Drofs, 
 
 And what he thought his Gain he counts as Lofs. 
 
 He now abhors his former legal Drefs, 
 
 And only mentions Jejus Righteoufnefs. 
 
 Yea, Chrift is now fo precious in his Sight, 
 
 He is his only Theme of fweet Delight : 
 
 And for his Sake he freely takes the Crofs, 
 
 Nor fliuns the Scandal, nor avoids the Lofs ; 
 
 But freely parts with Wealth, Good-name, and Eafe ; 
 
 Nor counts Life dear, his deareft Lord to pleafe. 
 
 Earth's bed Enjoyments now he fees are vain, 
 
 Compar'd with Chrift, he treats them with Difdain, 
 
 Chrift is the only One in his Ellen , 
 
 And all his OfUces -are dear to him. 
 
 He alfo ufes me moft tenderly, 
 
 Becaufe from God is my Authority. 
 
 He takes my Part at all Times, nor difdains 
 
 Whate'er Reproach, or Lofs he thus fuftains. 
 
 Chrift in his Heart has iixt his regal Throne, 
 
 And other Lords he will in no wife own. 
 
 None other will he fufFer, or obey, 
 
 Chrift rnuft alone in him the Sceptre fway. 
 
 He'd fuffer Death before he'd flinch or yield 
 
 To let a Rival take the conquer'd Field, 
 
 Chrift's royal Property in his dear Soul : 
 
 Boldly he ftands, and fuffers no controul. 
 
 In ev'ry Thing he ftriveth to maintain 
 
 Chrift's Honour pure, without a Spot or Stain. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 O happy Youth ! thou'rt bleffed from above; 
 Fill'd with the Grace % and ravifh'd with the Love 
 
 Of 
 
The Neighbour's admire Youth'; gracious Change. 97 
 
 Of thy Eternal Lover, on whofe Breaft 
 
 Thou now lean'ft on, and {halt for ever reft. 
 
 Long fhall thine Honour laft ; thy Flowers ne'er fade: 
 
 Thy Treafure lies where Thieves can ne'er invade*. 
 
 Thy Pleafures are fubftantlal : there's no Sting 
 
 Follows thy Mirth : from thence fhall ever fpring 
 
 Rivers of fweet Delight,, without annoy, 
 
 Nor fhall thy Tide of Biifs e'er ebb, or cloy. 
 
 Eternal Life is thine; thou fhalt not die, 
 
 But conquer Death, and reign eternally \. 
 
 Neighbours. 
 
 Amazing change! no Tongue can e'er exprefe 
 The inward Peace, the Joy and Happinefs 
 This Youth enjoys; while by Faith's Eye he fees *} 
 How all God's Dealing anfwers his Decrees, > 
 
 And how each Attribute at once agrees J. 2) 
 
 Now Truth and Confciettce with the Spirit meet. 
 And harmonize to make his Joy complete. 
 It now appears he's from all Bondage free, 
 And quite deliver'd from Captivity. 
 The Spirit of Adoption to him giv'n 
 Shews he's new-born, and made an Heir of Hsav'n, 
 Joint Heir with Chrift, in his eternal Blifs !] :" 
 O what amazing Happinefs is thi^ ! 
 
 But while thus fill'd with Joy and fweet Delight, 
 Behold the Devil comes with all his Might; 
 Boldly aflaults his Faith, and would deftroy 
 If poflible, his prefent Flood of Joy. 
 
 • Matt. vi. 20. t J ^ **• 2 ^. 
 
 t Pfal. lxxxv. 10. j| Rom. viii. 17. 
 
g8 Youth'/ Combat with the Devil. 
 
 Now, Satan failing in one Enterprize, 
 
 Another Project prefently he tries. 
 
 But when he cann't prevail he then breaks out 
 
 To fpit his hellifli Venom all about, 
 
 Which in fome Meafure may from hence appear, 
 
 In his own Language as 'tis copy'd here. 
 
 Devil. : \ 
 
 But hark, thou cur fed Wretch ! Vengeance is mine? 
 And I'll repay't upon that Soul of thine. 
 My dreadful Fury now fhall fall on thee, 
 If thou return'ft not and fubmit'ft to me. 
 If all my fhining Glory won't invite, 
 Nor all my Pow'rful Agents thee excite 
 To leave that Path, that curfed narrow Way; 
 Then I'll contrive thy Ruin, and repay 
 The Slights, and the Affronts I've had from thee; 
 And thou (halt feel how thou haft injur'd me. 
 Tho' from thy Heart I've been debarr'd of late, 
 And fore'd a little from thee to retreat ; 
 Yet I'll return, and like a Lion ftrong, 
 Tear thy whole Soul to Pieces e'er't be long. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 v 
 
 Father of Lies, doft think I dread thy Frown? 
 
 'Tis paft thy Pow'r or Skill to caft me down. 
 Thy Head is. bruis'd : thou art a conquer d Foe; 
 And chaih'd up faft ; no further can'ft thou go 
 Than thou art fuffer'd by my God and King; 
 Therefore I fear not ; thou haft loft thy Sting. 
 Since Chrift himfelf is On my Side engag'd, 
 I'm not difmay'd, howe'er thou art enrag'd 
 
 Againft 
 
Youth's Combat with the Devil. 99 
 
 Againft my Soul ; for all the Pow'rs of Heav'n 
 If needful, would be for my Safeguard giv'n ; 
 And would protedtme from the Pow'rs of Hell, 
 Howe'er the Billows of that Lake might fwell. 
 Therefore be gone, vile Tempter; hence depart; 
 Go ! like a roaring Lion as thou art, 
 Walking about, and feeking to devour 
 Each precious Soul that falls within thy PowV. 
 But all thy Stratagems abortive prov'd 
 Againft my Lord, and all his dear Belov d ; 
 For all whom his eternal Love hath chofe, 
 His pow'rfui Arms eternally inclofe. 
 And thus by Faith, behold, I firmly ft 2nd, 
 Safely furrounded by my Saviour s HairJ. 
 
 De V I L. 
 
 Ah ! felf-conceited Soul, doft thou believe 
 That God will all thy youthful Crimes forgive ? 
 And that thou fhalt be able ftill to ftand 
 Striclly obedient to his ftern Command ? 
 No I'll convince thee of this Falfity ; 
 The Lord will foon become thine Enemy, 
 Altho* thou think ft he's nowbecome thy Friend, 
 A fmall Temptation will make thee Offend 
 Againft his harfh Commands; then will he fly, 
 And in his Wrath forfake thee utterly : 
 Then will I rent and tear thee as I lift, 
 And thou {halt find noPowr will thee affift. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Thou boafting baffled Foe, thy Threats give o'er, 
 For I am refcu'd from thy Wiles and Pow'r. 
 
 K 2 God 
 
ICO Youths Comhat with the D'evH. 
 
 God hath on ine beftow'd his fpecial Grace, 
 
 And I abhor thy Ways, nor will give Place 
 
 To thee, O Satan ! therefore hence depart, 
 
 For thou a flattering falfe Deceiver art. 
 
 And tho 5 thou ftriveft daily to entice, 
 
 Adu draw me in to be a Slave to Vice, 
 
 As too too .long I've been; yet God hath faid, 
 
 i€ My 'Grace fhall be fufficient for thine Aid.'* 
 
 Therefore I'm fatisfy'd thou ne'er fhaltbe 
 
 Able by ahy Means to conquer me. 
 
 And if thro' Weaknefs I were overcome, 
 
 God would not then pronounce in Wrath my Doom. 
 
 Chrift is my Advocate ; he pleads my Caufe, 
 
 Arid hath rep-air'd his Father's broken Laws. 
 
 Therefore though God chaftife, he'll not remove 
 
 From me his tender,, and eternal Love *• 
 
 Devil. 
 
 Thy Hopes will fail, and foon black Clouds will fcide 
 Thy blazing Sun ; thy Steps will quickly Aide : 
 Thy Morning bright will foon be overcaft, 
 And all thy Joys will but a Moment laft. 
 And what though Truth and Confcience both agree, 
 Soon will th' old Proverb be made good in thee, 
 That the young Saint will an old Devil prove P 
 And bitter Enmity fucceed thy Love -, 
 So that at laft in black Apoftafy 
 Thou wilt a bold ftout-hearted Rebel die. 
 
 Youth. 
 Ah! Satan, fince thou'ft loft thy blefs'd Eftate, 
 Man's Happinefs thou look'ft on with Regret ; 
 
 Therefore 
 • Pfal. lxxxix. 32, 33. 
 
Youth y s Combat with the Devil, Iqj 
 
 Therefore againft my Soul thou fhews thy Spite, 
 But, lo, thy Teeth are broke, thou canft not bite: 
 Becaufe thou haft for ever loft thy Crown, 
 At me thou cafteft forth an envious Frown : 
 And fince thou waft a Morning Star of Light, 
 And now art funk into eternal Night; 
 Therefore thou ftriveft daily to betray, 
 And draw my Feet to thy pernicious Way, 
 But all thy crafty Stratagems are vain, 
 Thy. hellifh Purpofe thou canft ne'er obtain. 
 
 No Pow'r can break that bleffed Unity, 
 Which is conjoin'd betwixt my Lord and me. 
 I'm fix'd in him ; my Standing fure is made ; 
 None can my bright eternal Crown invade. 
 He that hath in my Soul this Work begun, 
 Will never leave it off 'till he has done. 
 There's not a Sheep nor Lamb in all his Fold, 
 But his ftrong Arm eternally {hall hold. 
 And in the greateft Danger they (hall ftand, 
 None can them pluck from his Almighty Hand*, 
 In ev'ry Nation by his Pow'r they're kept, 
 Ti 1 from all Dangers they are clean e-fcapt, 
 And landed fafely on the heav'nly Shore, 
 Where Sin and Sorrow (hall be known no more. 
 
 Thus on the Rock of Ages am I plac'd, 
 And my Foundation ne'er can be eras'd' 
 Tho' Mountains fhould depart and Hills remove, 
 Chrift cannot change his everlafting Love j 
 Or let his endlefs Covenant of Peace 
 Be e'er.remov'd, or his rich Mercy ceafe, 
 
 # John x. 28, 29. 
 
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 IC2 Youths Comlaf with the T>eviL 
 
 And now fince Truth and- Confcience both agree, 
 To prove a faving Change is wrought in me, 
 Th 5 immortal Seed is fown, and not in vain; 
 It cannot fail to bring immortal Grain, 
 Which muft and fhall eternally remain. 
 For whom God calls, he alfo juftifies, 
 And not one of them an Apoftate dies*. 
 
 • The Doctrine of the final Perfeverance of the Saints, be* 
 ing here afferted in the ftrongeft Terms, in anfwer to the 
 hellifh Suggeftion of Satan going before ; which I think 
 could not be fully anfwered, without fuch bold Affertions ga- 
 thered from, the Word of God, which is the Sword of the 
 Spirit; yet left it fhould be abufed by any bold Prefumers, 
 the following Caution is here offered to every fuch Reader, 
 viz. Remember that he who faid, " All that the Father 
 •' giveth jne, fhall come unto me ; and he that cometh unto 
 " me, I will in no wife caft out." And, " If any Man eat 
 " of this Bread, he fhall live for ever." Hath alfo faid, " If 
 *' a man abide not in me, he is caft forth as a Branch, and is 
 *' withered, and Men gather them, and caft them into the 
 " Fire, and they are burned." Again, M If ye keep my 
 " Commandments, ye fhall abide in my Love ; even as I 
 €i have kept my Father's Commandments, and abide in his 
 «« Love." John vi. 37, 51. xv. 6, 10. And by the fame Au- 
 thority fpeaks an infpired Apoftle, «' Let him that thinketh 
 i€ he fiandeth, take heed left he fall." Again, fpeaking con- 
 cerning the breaking off of the Jews," Thou wilt fay then, the 
 11 Branches were broken off, that I might begraffed in. Weil, 
 "«* becaufe of Unbelief they were broken off, and thou ftand- 
 M eft by Faith. Be not high-minded, but fear. For if God 
 *< (pared not the natural Branches,take Heed left he alfo fpare 
 *! not thee. Behold therefore the Goodnefs and Severity of 
 *' God : on them which fell, Severity; but towards thee, 
 '< Goodnefs; if thou continue in his Goodnefs : Otherwife 
 •« thou alfo (halt be cut off; 1 Cor, x. 12. Rom. xi. 19, 20, 
 
 M 21, 22." 
 
 Mern- 
 
Youth** Viflory over the Devil. 1 03 
 
 Members of Chrift's own Body, lo, they are, 
 And Head and Members all one Nature (hare : 
 Therefore as lives the Head, e'en fo fhall I, 
 And reign with him to all Eternity. 
 
 Devil. 
 
 I fee my Words no Place at all can find 
 Within the Circle of thy headftrong Mind : 
 Therefore I'll leave thee with my dreadful Curfe, 
 Which is as bad as Hell ; yea it is worfe. 
 Than all the Plagues of Hell's fi£litious Lake, 
 Which now thou dread'ft ; and let my Agents take 
 Vengeance upon that curfed Soul of thine 
 'Till thou thy hateful Purpofes decline. 
 And tho' at prefent I depart, yet lo, 
 I'll come again within a Day or two, 
 And will thy Soul fogrievoufly torment, 
 That thou of thy Repentance fhalt repent. 
 
 Youth. 
 
 Away, foul Fiend ! Bleft be the glorious Fount 
 That hath preferv'd me in this needful Hour, 
 When fo aflaulted by that cruel Foe, 
 Whofe Grand Defign is my fole Overthrow. 
 Lord in thy Strength I've fought, and made him flee, 
 Therefore all Thanks, Glory and Praife to thee. 
 Now with celeftial Fire my Soul inflame, 
 And teach me, Lord, to magnify thy Name : 
 And if again the Tempter ftiould come near y 
 O let thy Truth in my Behalf appear! 
 Then in thy Srength, tho' young and weak, fhall I 
 O'ercome th 1 Affaults of ev'ry Enemy. 
 
 Speak 
 
104 Truth, Grace, and ConfcienceySr Youth combint, 
 
 Speak now, O Truths wilt thou be on my Side, 
 For in thy Help I mightily confide ? 
 Tho' I am weak, yet if thy mighty Powr, 
 Be on my Side, none can myJSoul devour. 
 
 Truth. 
 
 Yes, I'll aflift thee, Youth * with all my Might, 
 Againft thy Foes, the Sons of Hell and Night. 
 Fll with my pow'rful Sword cut down and flay 
 All thofe curft Fiends that dare befet thy Way *. 
 Depend on me, I'll clearly light thy Path 
 Thro' this frail Life, and thro' the Vale of Death f. 
 
 Gra c e. 
 
 I'll fecond Truth, and all thy Wants fupply, 
 Fear not, nor doubt of my Sufficiency J. 
 I'll be thy Light in Darknefs, Joy in Grief; 
 Yea, and in all thy Troubles bring Relief. 
 Only believe, and on my Aid rely, 
 Thy Foes with Shame (hall all be forc'd to fly. 
 Never did any on my Strength depend, 
 But they obtain'd Salvation in the End. 
 Then truft me, Youth, whene'er thou art diftreft; 
 I'll bring thee fafe to thine eternal Reft. 
 
 Conscience. 
 
 I'll be the third to lend an helping Hand, 
 With Grace and Truth, we'll make a triple Band. 
 A. threefold Cord cannot be quickly broke, 
 As Truth hath for thy folid Comfort fpoke §♦ 
 
 • Eph. vi, 17. fPf. cxix. 105. % z.Cor. xii. 9. § Eccl. iv. 12. 
 
 Then 
 
Conference concludes the definitive Treaty. ra£ 
 
 Then Foes from Earth or Hell thou need 'ft not fear, 
 For I thy faithful Witnefs ftill am near, 
 While thus thou walk'ft in Truth before the Lord, 
 And all thy Ways are order'd by his Word. 
 
 Satan, confounded, fhall be put to flight, 
 And thy pure Candle daily fhine more bright ; 
 Nor can the Fiend e'ermore recover Ground, 
 While thus I teflify thy Heart is found. 
 Then chear up, Youth », and bid adieu to Woe r 
 Nor fear th' AfTaults of thy accufing Foe \ 
 For to thy Mafler thee I'll recommend, 
 And be thy faithful Witnefs to the End. 
 And my beft Cordials I'll to thee impart, 
 When Death's dire Shafts fhall penetrate thy Heart, 
 
 God's Word has been thy Rule in ev'ry Thing, 
 His Glory thy main Aim ; his Love the Spring 
 Of all that Comfort, Joy, and fwect Delight 
 Thou findeft in his FavouF Day and Night: 
 Therefore his Spirit alfo teftifies 
 Thou art an Heir of Blifs above the Skies. 
 Be thankful then, for thou art fafe and blefs'd, 
 Chrift hath enfur'd thine everlafting Reft. 
 
 n* 
 
ro6 HYMN S, and 
 
 , 
 
 The Young Maw having obtained Jffuranct of 
 God's Love, Peace of Confcience, and Joy in the 
 Holy Ghoft - y being delivered from the Power of the 
 Tempter^ now breaks out in the following Hymns of 
 Eraifeand ThankJ giving to God. 
 
 M 
 
 HYMN I, 
 A myflical Song of Thankfgiving to God. 
 
 I. 
 
 Y Soul mounts up with Eagle's Wings, 
 And*, Lord, to thee her God fhe fmgs,. 
 Since thou art reconciled: 
 Mine Enemies are forced to flee, 
 Soon as thy mighty Pow'r they fee, 
 For Fm become thy Child. 
 II. 
 Thou makeft rich by making pooiy 
 By emptying me thou fill'ft my Store,, 
 
 Which none can do befide : 
 By killing, Lord, thou makell whele, 
 By wounding thou haft cur'd my Soul;. 
 Thy Name be magnify'd. 
 
 III. 
 
 Thou makeft blind by giving Sight, 
 And turn'ft the Darknefs into Light, 
 
 By SovVeign Gracexliyine; 
 
 Thou cloath'ft the Soul by making bare, 
 
 Thou giveft Food when none is there, 
 
 And be the Glory thine. 
 
 Thou 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS, 107 
 
 IV. 
 Thou raifeft up by pulling down, 
 By humbling raifeft to a Crown, 
 
 Such are thy wond'rous Ways! 
 Thou mak'ft the bitt'reft Potion fweet $ 
 Thy heavy Crofs makes Joy complete, 
 And thine fhall be the Praife. 
 V. 
 The conquer'd, lo, the Conqueft gains, 
 The feeble Soul the Field obtains, 
 
 By Might and Majefty : 
 And this, Lord, thou haft done for me, 
 All Praife and Glory be to thee, 
 Thy Name I'll magnify. 
 VI. 
 To make Men wife thou mak'ft 'em Fools, 
 By emptying them thou filFft their Souls 
 
 With Graces rich and free ; 
 By making weary thou giv'ft Reft, 
 And what feem'd worft, prov'd for the beft ; 
 All Glory be to thee. 
 VII. 
 Thou art afar, yet always near; 
 Immoveable, yet ev'ry where, 
 
 Eternally the fame : 
 Thy Nature's Light, thy Nature's Love ; 
 Thou dwell'ft below, thou dwell'ft above; 
 All glorious is thy Name. 
 VIII. 
 Thou art a glorious Myftery, 
 In Eflence One, in Perfons Three, 
 
 Eternal and divine : By 
 
soS HYMNS, and ' 
 
 By Saints and Angels high ador'd, 
 
 -Xke only true and righteous Lord, 
 
 All Praife and Glory's thine. 
 
 HYMN II. 
 
 Peace of Confcienoc. 
 
 I. 
 
 CONSCIENCE is now become my Friend, 
 And brings fweet Meflages to me : 
 Therefore I'll to his Words attend, 
 Howe'er I here reproach'd may be. 
 It matters not how Men revile, 
 If God and Confcience on me fmile. 
 II. 
 Now I am blefs'd with inward Peace, 
 My Chains are broke, my Soul's fet free; 
 
 how fliall I adore his Grace, 
 Who from my Bondage ranfom'd me! 
 
 All Thanks to his Almighty Hand, 
 
 Who paid the Law its full Demand. 
 III. 
 Now Confcience brings me precious Food, 
 Sent from the King of Kings on high : 
 My Dainties are fo rich and good, 
 Fully my Soul they fatisfy : 
 
 Their worth can never be declar'd, 
 
 Nor ought on Earth therewith compar'd. 
 IV. 
 When Confcience firft became my Friend, 
 
 1 was o'erwhelm'd with Seas of Grief; 
 
 Then 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 109 
 
 Then did the Lord in Mercy fend 
 By him a Word of fweet Relief. 
 
 Soon did the roaring Billows ceafc, 
 
 And I was bleft with inward Peace, 
 V. 
 Though oft I fuffer'd for his Sake, 
 Yet O how fweet thefe Sufferings are ! 
 For he my friendly Part to take, 
 Speaks inward Peace beyond compare. 
 
 For if the Earth fhould change its Places 
 
 Still I am blefs'd with inward Peace. 
 VI. 
 When Tempefts rife and Billows roar f 
 And others know not where to flee : 
 Trembling they long to fee the Shore, 
 But here's a joyful Calm in me, 
 
 In fecret chambers lockt up faft, 
 
 I lie 'till all the Storms are paft. 
 VII. 
 At Death, and at the Judgment-Day, 
 What would men give for fuch a Fnend ? 
 Then all who Conference difobey, 
 Muft rue their Folly without End: N 
 
 When fuch are fore'd to howl and crjr, 
 
 My Soul fhall joyful mount on high. 
 
 H 
 
 H Y M N III. 
 
 Joy in the Holy Gho/ly Rora. viii. 15,16. 
 I. 
 E's come! the Comforter is come! 
 Arife my Soul and fing: 
 
 L O let 
 
no H Y M 'NS, md 
 
 O let thy Voice no more be dumb* 
 To praife thy God and King ! 
 
 Let Worldlings at my Joys repine, 
 
 And fpread their Lies abroad 
 God's Spirit witnefles with mine, 
 That I am born of God. 
 III. 
 O, this is Heav'n on Earth begun, 
 
 And Glory in the Bud ! 
 I tafte thofe living Streams that run 
 Out of the Throne of God. 
 IV. 
 r:ow far does this my heav'nly Joy 
 
 All earthly Joys exceed ! 
 This is pure Gold without Alloy, 
 From Drofs and Mixture freed. 
 V. 
 Thanks to my loving Saviour's Name, 
 
 That hung upon the Tree; 
 And bore my Hell, my Sin, my Shame, 
 To pvrchafe Heav'n for me. 
 VI. 
 Of this I have a tranfient Tafte, 
 
 But quickly fhall I prove 
 The Sweetnefs of his Marriage Feaft, 
 Amongft: his Hofts above. 
 VII. 
 There mail I feaft and never tire, 
 Nor fhall the Pleafures cloy : 
 There fhall I have my full Defire 
 
 Of everlafting Joy. HYMN. 
 
in SP I R rUA L SONGS. 
 
 HYMN IV. 
 1 ..reap of Grace, and P erf ever ance. Heb. vi. I, 3L 
 
 I. 
 
 REpentance in my Soul is wrought, 
 And Faith is giv'n me to believe 
 t I had fold myfelf for Nought, 
 But Jefusdid my Soul retrieve. 
 II. 
 From Heav'n's high Court his Eye beheld, 
 And down to Hell he ftoop'd for me; 
 Ev'n while againft him I rebell'd, 
 He bore the Curfe to fet me free. 
 III. 
 Him for my Prophet^ he alone, 
 
 I take to teach, and guide my Way; 
 My Prieji, who only can atone; 
 
 My King, whom gladly I obey. 
 IV. 
 Thus am I brought to Jefu's Feet, 
 
 With chearful Heart, and willing Hands : 
 To all his Ordinances fwee$, 
 
 My chearfnl Soul obedient Hands, 
 V. 
 His Baptifm, and his Supper-Fcaft, 
 
 Tho' fomc account but carnal Things ; 
 Yet at thofe Seafons, lo, I tafte 
 
 Subilantial Food, and heav'nly Springs. 
 VI. 
 My deareft Lord I muft obey, 
 
 Though Men reproach me and revile : 
 
 L 2 How 
 
SI2 HYMNS, and 
 
 How can I from his Precepts ftray ? 
 
 Or how my Feet, new waffi'd defile ? 
 VII. 
 Let Men deride for Jefu's Sake, 
 
 Yet by his Grace refolv'dam I 
 To follow him ; hie Crofs to take, 
 
 Yea, and forhimfubmit to die. 
 'VIII. 
 Nor will I ever turn my Back, 
 
 While he infpires me with his Love ; 
 And this I truft I ne'er fhall lack, 
 
 'Tilt he transports me fafe above. 
 IX. 
 For this I have his Promife fure : 
 
 In all my Straits he'll bear me through ; 
 Therefore with Patience I endure, 
 
 I in his Strength can all Things do. 
 X. 
 Let Satan rage, and Men confpire. 
 
 To fruftrate all my Hopes divine ; 
 Their Plots fhall fail j their Strength expire, 
 
 God will fulfil his kind Defign. 
 XI. 
 Though Death muft on my Body feize, 
 
 And Worms devour my mortal Clay: 
 His fov'reign Hand my Flefh (hall raife 
 
 Perfect at the great Judgment Day. 
 X1L 
 When he fhall pafs the final Doom 
 
 Of Wrath, on all his ftubborn Foes: 
 Then fhall I forth triumphant come, 
 
 With all the Children he hath chofe. 
 
 Tkcn 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. n3 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Then all his Saints moft joyfully, 
 
 With tender Bowels he'll embrace : 
 And glorious Crowns of Dignity, 
 
 On ev'ry Head his Hand will place. 
 XIV. 
 There with hisblefs'd redeemed Throng, 
 
 I to his Kingdom fhall afcend ; 
 And there with Joy and cndlefs Song, 
 Ablefs'd Eternity fhall fpend. 
 
 H Y M N V. 
 
 Ihe Sun of Right eoufmfs. From Mai. iv. 2. 
 
 I. 
 
 BEHOLD, the Sun of Ttigrrtcoufnefs 
 Breaks forth with healing Beams on me ! 
 And from my D&rknefs and Diftrefs, 
 Lo, he hath fet the Prisoner free ! 
 
 For I was bound in Death aud Sin, 
 'Till he with quick'ning Rap broke in* 
 II. 
 How I my former Life compar'd 
 To the bright Seafon of the Spring *$ 
 For carnal Mirth I never fpar'd, 
 But freely gave myfelf the Swing. 
 
 Then was I blind ; but now I fee ; 
 No Light nor Life was then in me, 
 
 * See Youth's firft Speech in the Book, 
 
 L 3 M/ 
 
% r4 HYMNS, end 
 
 III. 
 
 My Spring was then a Winter's Sun, 
 
 As in December -dark and cold ; 
 
 His Light from my Horizon gone, 
 
 Nor could I then his Rays behold. 
 
 My Heart was frozen. like a Stone; 
 My Leaves were off, my Sap was gone; 
 IV. 
 
 The Lord is now my Sun. and Shield, 
 
 The Glory of the World is he : 
 
 True Light and Life his Prefence yield, 
 
 And thus hath he enlighten'd me. 
 
 His Beams fuch Radiency difplay, 
 Increasing like the dawning Day. 
 V. 
 
 Gladly we fee the nat'ral Sun, 
 
 Early falute our op'ning Eyes ; 
 
 Damp Vapours his bright Prefence fhun; 
 
 Sweetly he clears the cloudy Skies : 
 
 The Birds their chearful Notes begin, 
 And Day with Joy they ufher in. 
 VI. 
 
 Thus doth the Sun of Righteoufnefs, 
 
 By his divine refulgent Rays, 
 
 Quicken my Soul when in Diftrefs, 
 
 And fills my Heart with Joy and Praife. 
 
 When Clouds appear, and Storms arife, 
 His Prefence clears the dufky Skies. 
 VII. 
 
 Juft as the Flow'rs hang down their Heady 
 
 Lifekfs till Nature them revive -, 
 
 So 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. n 5 
 
 So I in Sin lay cold and dead, 
 
 "Till Chrift's bright Beams made me alire. 
 
 My Heart in Guilt lay bury'd deep, 
 
 'Till Chrift awoke me from my Sleep. 
 VIII. 
 O ! how his Voice my Spirits chear'd, 
 When he (hone in upon my Heart ; 
 Then Light and Life in me appear'd, 
 And I reviv'd in ev'ry Part. 
 
 My feeble Limbs benumb'd grew ftrong, 
 
 And Songs of Praife employ'd my Tongue, 
 IX. 
 Then, O thou Sun of Righteoufnefs ! 
 Never withdraw Thy Rays divine ; 
 But on my quicken'd Soul imprefs 
 The Image of that Soul of Thine : 
 
 Not like the Moon that guides the Night, 
 
 But like the Sun divinely bright. 
 X. 
 For as the radiant Sun excels 
 The feeble Moon and Stars of Light; 
 E'en fo the Soul where Jefus dwells 
 Excels the Sons of Nature's Night : 
 
 Or as the Gofpel doth the Law, 
 
 And Sinai's Flames which Ifrael faw» 
 XI. 
 But nat'ral Men defpife this Light ; 
 And rather chufe a legal Guide ; 
 This glorious Gofpel N un they flight, 
 And all its quick'ning Pow'r deride: 
 
 And all who walk by Wifdom's Rules, 
 
 By them are counted worfe than Fools, 
 
 Pity 
 
n6 HYMN S, ana 
 
 XII. 
 
 Pity thofe wretched Sons of Night, 
 
 Great Source of Light and Life -divine ! 
 
 Arife, and make thy Glories bright, 
 
 Through ev'ry Nation fweetlyihine. 
 Open Men's bHnd deluded Eyes, 
 That they Thy Gofpel Light may prize. 
 
 H Y M N VI. 
 
 The divine Breathings of an Heaven-born Soul, 
 I. 
 
 LE T not the Sun eclipfed be, 
 .Nor Clouds of Darknefs interpofe^ 
 Betwixt Thyfelf, dear Lord, and me, 
 Thou ever blefied Sharon's Rofe. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon me fhine, 
 Since by Election I am Thine ! 
 
 ft: 
 
 Lord let me flill enjoy Thy Light, 
 'Till Grace (hall me with Glory crown, 
 Turn not my Morning into Night, 
 Nor Jet my glorious Sun go down ! 
 O let Thy Face upon me mine, 
 . Since by dear Purchafe I am Thine! 
 111. 
 Let no Corruption Clouds. arife 
 From this dark Lump of carnal Earth, 
 To* veil from me thofe glorious Skies, 
 • Whence I derive my heav'nly Birth. 
 O let Thy Face upon me mine, 
 For by Adoption I am Thine ! 
 
 Lord 
 
SPIRITUAL SO NG.S. 117 
 
 IV. 
 Lord make my Morning Dawn more bright, 
 And haften on the perfect Day : 
 Endue mine Eyes with ftronger Light, 
 To guide me in Thy heav'nly Way. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon me fhine, 
 
 Since God by Gift has made me Thine. 
 V. 
 O glorious Sun of Righteoufnefs, 
 Whole Pow'r made this my Heart of Stone 
 Sufceptive of thy Seal's imprefs, 
 And fit for Thine eternal Throne. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon me fhine, 
 
 Since by fweet Contract I am Thine. 
 VI. 
 The Light of Thy dear Countenance ~? 
 
 Is, Lord, the only Thing I prize: 
 Then let not clauds of Sin or Senfe 
 Eclipfe Thy Glory from mine Eyes. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon me fhine, 
 
 For I by Faith am wholly Thin*. 
 
 VII. ' [ 
 
 Be Thou my Strcngthj my Light, my Guide J 
 In ev'ry Strait for ever nigh : 
 From Thy dear Path ne'er let me Aide, 
 But lead and guide me with Thine Eye. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon me mine, 
 
 For I to Thee myfelf refign. 
 VIII. 
 There's many now who daily cry, 
 ** O who will fhew us any good V' 
 
 Lord, 
 
n8 
 
 HYMNS, and 
 
 Lord in thyfelf all Treafures lie, 
 Though this by few is under flood. 
 Oh let Thy Face upon me mine, 
 For, Lord, by Conqueft I am Thine. 
 IX. 
 Lord, while Thy Prefence I enjoy, 
 And with Thy Saints Commumion have • 
 My Faith {lands firm > Hell cann't annoy 
 The happy Soul Thou deign'fi to fave. 
 G let Thy Face upon me fhine, 
 For I can fay, " Lord, Thou art mine 
 
 P A R T II. 
 
 IN TEE CESSION. 
 L 
 
 DEAR Saviour^ Sun of Righteoufnefs, 
 Not only fhine on rky poor Heart $ 
 But thro' this World's wide Wildcrnefs, 
 Thy healing Influence, impart. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon them fhine, 
 For by Creation all are thine. 
 
 Let Light and Knowledge, Lord abotind, 
 And Thy blefs'd Gofpel far be fpread : 
 And whofo would Thy Truth confound, 
 Let them by it be Converts made. 
 O let Thy Face on Zion fhine, 
 Andblefs that holy Hill of Thine. 
 ' III. 
 Let Thy bright Glory fob re ak forth, 
 And Darknefs fly from ev'ry Land, 
 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. u9 
 
 That all- the Saints throughout the Earth 
 May in Thy Truth rejoicing KanJ. 
 
 O let Thy Face upon them fhine, 
 Who by Election, Lord, are Thine ! 
 IV. 
 Let ev'ry Nation far and near, 
 Thy pure unfpotted Light behold : 
 From ev'ry Error purge them clear ; 
 And Thy rich Gofpel-Grace unfold. 
 O let Thy Face upon them mine, 
 For all the Nations, Lord, are Thine ! 
 V. 
 Let all who bear the Chriitian-Name, 
 Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, receive; 
 Nor let Thine Enemies blafpheme 
 The heav'nly Truths that we believe. 
 O jj£ Thy Face upon them {hine^ 
 Anchonthem fet Thy Seal Divine. 
 VI. 
 Lord carry on thy glorious Work, 
 Victorioufly in ev'ry Land ; 
 Let Tartar^ Pagan^ Jciv^ and Turk^ 
 Submit themfelves to Thy Command, 
 O let Thy Face upon them mine, 
 And gather thefe Out-cafts of Thine I 
 VII. 
 Thy Light and Truth, O Lord, fend forth, 
 Perfpicuoufly thro' ev'ry Land; 
 
 11 from Eaji^ South^ Wejl and North^ 
 Ma^^mbly bow to Thy Command. 
 let Thy Face upon them ihine, 
 'haLall may own Thy Povv'r divine ! 
 
 Set 
 
120 HYMNS, &c. '. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Set up Thy King on Zion's Hill, 
 Upon his Father David's Throne ; 
 Thine Ancient Promifes fulfil, 
 Made to Thine own eternal Son. 
 O let Thy Face for ever fhine 
 Upon his Seed, Thy chofen Line ! 
 IX. 
 Remember Abr'am^ Lord, Thy Friend, 
 And pity Jacob's chofen Race : 
 Open their Eyes ; Thy Spirit fend 
 And let them tafte Thy promis'd Grace. 
 O let Thy Face in Me&cy fhine 
 Upon that ancient Flock of Thine ! 
 X. 
 Give now the Kingdom to Thy Son, 
 O'er all the Globe, his Trophies fpread ; 
 Let Jews and Gentiles all in One, 
 Be brought to him their living Head. 
 O let thy Face upon them fhine, * 
 For Jews and Gentiles all are Thine ! 
 XL 
 Thus all the Praife fhall be to Thee, 
 Great Parent of the Univerfe; 
 Whofe Mercy fets the Pris'ner free, 
 Whofe Light the darkeft Clouds difperfe: 
 
 For Heav'n and Earth fhall both combine, 
 Andfhout, " All Glory, Lord, is Thine. 
 
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