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The intelli- gent reader will eafily fee^ and 'lis hoped^ his can- dour ivill as eafily pardon, the motives ivhich indu- ced me to adopt a plan fo evidently calculated fof the inji ruction of the mcaneft capacity, 7. That the Father of mercies may render the utility and advantage of this little book as exienfive ai its prrfent circulation ; That it may be a nit an of inJlruBing the ignorant^ reclaiming the vtciousy and of attraCiing the untlnnking and unwary to the love of p iity and virtue, is the finare and ardent ivijh of the Publifaer^ JAMES FORDYCE, Edinburgh, Feb. 10. 1788. CONTENTS o G F THE H Y M N S. Hymifi TJTMNS en the Love, - - 42, 5c, 164 -* -^ Power, - • 22, 94, 152 Bolhuf.^, . . - 75, 94 Goodnefs, 2, B, II, 41, 43, 85-, 13S, 166, 169 Wifdoju, - . - - - to Falthfubiejs, . - - 1 42 And t atiince of Cod. - - 145, 164 C/-/ ihi CndliOnj - - 12, 4©^ .«;6, 159 Redemption, - ' -' - 10, 79 San[lificati(iiiy - - - 1 3 Prefervation, - - ' 36, 70, 9 1, 97, 1 77 Jujlification, - - - 89, 90 ruid Glorifiiation of Man thro' Chr'if. - 63 Ovy Mi? hicartiutio.u, . . _. 86^ 1 4.3 Ii/>, .... 98 Sufferings, - - 67, 1.05, 126, 1^9 Crucifixion,. - 15, 95, lii, 139, 157 R-furreBion, - - 77, 82, 84 JJcenJion, - - I7> 35> l?9 £\\\^ inter cejfan oj Chrifl. 1\, I2l C« Faith^ - _ . 89, 90, 119, 171 Rspenta-nce, - - - 20^ 161 Charity, - - - 135 Humility, - 24, "jS, Sj, 130, 132^ 16 1 happiticfsy - - - 149 yaffil ftion, 4, 7, 44, fo9, 115, 117, 124, 137 h.v.emng^ - 47, 69, 74, 120, 141, 153 Mornin^i , ( 6 ) Morn'tngf m 65, 114, 120, 13T, 175 'Yoi^th, .. . 3, 2.5, SS, 5^' '70 Ca.'>^^, - 34, 73, 148, 165, 178 Sickiufs, - - 72, 7 -"',127 Death, 16, 18, 31, 46, Q5, 100, tOT, 105, 107, 154 JiJdg?neiit, - 3, 32, 62 64, To8, 13.'), 172 Beuvin, . - 14, 51, 59, 81, 129, 163 Hetl^ - .. -- - 2£, 92, 122 Sa'iptureSy - . 48, 125, I47> i^>2 Fubi'ic IVorJh'ipy 5, 21, 27, 38, 40, 61, 68, 88, 102, 118, 134, 155, 160 Pr^jtr, - 29, 39, 112, 128, 144, 150, 156 For Pare?itSf - - - . 54, 57 Children y - - 3, 25, SS, 80, I 7° Miijiers, - - - - 53, 176 Servants J - - - 52, 1 40 Mariners^ -- • 45, 56, 58, 133, 168 Ex'tits and Captive s, - - 113 Univerial Prail'e to God, - I, 30, 1 74 All my fprings are in thee, Pfal. Ixxxvii. 7^ - 9 Salvation, - - - 19 Temptation, - - - 23, 124 A Saint and Sinner's Dialogue, - 2d Sovereign Grace, - - 33 The Omniprefence of God, - 37, 151 For King George, - - 49 The Chriftian's Chara^fler, - - 66' The Attributes of God -■ - 99, 104 The Eternity of God, - - 106 The Golpel Trumpet, - - lio" The Immenfity of God, - - 11 u Tlie bivinity and Humanity of Chriil, - J 23 The Hiding Place, Ila. xxxii. 2. - 1 46 A National FaP, - - - 158 Longing to be \vith Jcfus, - - 167 Truit in God. - - - 173' ' 'N. B. Tbofe in Ita/ics were expreflcd in the Propofab^^- *he relt were uot. CONTENTS OF THE POEM S. Page PIETY and Politenefs, a Dialogue, -- i^a ^ The Creed veriified, - - - 149 A Soliloquy, written in a country churcli-yard, 1 50 The Decalogue in three verfions, - - 153 The Lord's Prayer in fix verfjons, - - 155 An Advice, — Benevolence, - - 160 An EfHmate of human happinefs,— -On Repentance, 161 A Thought on ficknefs, - - 162 On Contentment, — Avarice and Ambition, - 163 On Envy and Detra. An Ode, by the Rev. Mr J. T. — On Death, 225 On Ingratitude, — /^n Epitaph on Mrs * * 227 A poetical infcription on a Nobleman's Pillar, 228 . on his Lady's Pillar, 229 Captain 's excufe for not fighting a duel, 2 ;q An Elegy, written in a Garden, - - ib. Divine Love, — ^n Ode, . . - 231 On Riches, - . - - - 232 For and again ft Life, - - - 235 An Epitaph, — Mutual forbearance recommended, 234 The Power and Goodnefe of God, - 235 On the Creation, - - - 236 An Elegy to the Memory of Mrs Garden of Delgaty, 237 On being alked, what is the greateft bleffing on earth? 2 « VIII. rbe Goodnefs of God. ^^rj^TERNAL fource of love divine, « P i From whom all blefflngs flowj. Angels in heaven fweetly join With faints on earth bclgw : 2 With one confent their cheerful fongs "* Aloft in anthems rife ; Thy praife employs the various tongues Of "earth, and feas, and fkies. 3 While the furrounding crowds proclaim' His praife on ev'ry hand : My foul, canfl thou behold the fame. And ftill inaftive ftand? 4 No! Lord, my feeble mite of praife Shall mingle with the crowd; Tliy matchlefs glory flill to raife, , My voice Ihall found aloud. 5 AfTift me ail ye heav'nly pow'rs, Jehovah's praife to fmg: On wings of faith my fpirit tow'rs To my eternal King. IX. "y^// myfprings are in thee.** — ^Pfal. Ixxxvli. 7, NOW deareft Lord, to praife thy name Let all our pow'rs agree ; Worthy art thou of endlefs fame ; Ourfprings are all in thee. 1 Here, in thy love, will we rejoice. All fov'reign, rich, and free ; Singing (v/e hope, with heart and voice) Ourfprings are all in thie, 3 To C '5 ) 3 To whom, dear Jefus, Oh ! to whom Should needy Tinners tlcc; But to thyfelf. who bid'ft us come? Our fprings are all in ihee, 4 Some tempted, weak, and trembling faint. Before thee now may be : Let not his hopes nor courage faint ; Hiifprings are. all in thee, 5 The poor fupply, the wounded heal. Let fmners, luch as we. Salvation's bleiling tafte and feel j Our fprings are all in thee. 6 When we arrive at Zion's hill. And all thy glory fee ; Our joyful fong" fliall echo ftill. Our fprings are all in thee, X. Redemption through Chrijl, ***\T7HEN unrelenting Juftice cryM \ T For veng'ance on the fallen race, Jefus our great Redeemer died, A bleeding vidim in our place. 2 He in our ilead refign'd his breath, His precious life for us he gave. That from the jaws of endlcfs death. He might us helplefs flnnersy^^'f« 3 The great Jehovah from above, ApprovM thisfpotkfs facrifice : By virtue of redeeming love, .We find acceptance in his eyes. 4 Now C 16 ) 4 Now that tofave our fouls from fin. He has this ^ great falvation* wrought ; Let cnch of us refign to him The hves which he fo dearly bought. XI. The Goodnefs of God. LORD, when I count thy mercies o*er, 4« They flrike me with furprife; Not all the fands that fpread the Ihore To equal numbers rife. 2 My flefh with fear and wonder (lands. The produft of thy (kill ; And hourly blejjings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 Thefe on my heart by night I keepj How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my fleep, , btill fmd my thoughts with thee. XII. T^he Creation. ***T ^1^^> ^^ admire thy mighty fway, j___j Which into being brought our frames. And has made animated clay. To praifc the glory of thy name. 2 When o*er the undidinguifli'd deep, Confufion fpread her lable wings ; "When all were filent and aflcep. Earth's wide expanfc to order fprings» 3 The night and day, the fca and land. His unrefiftcd pow'r disjoin'd ; And with his^ great and mighty hand, . To 6Ach their fuu6lion he affigu'd. 4 -That L ( 17 ) 4 That liquid mafs, the fpacious fea. He planted with the fiany tribe ; And by a fencing hedge, you fee Them wali'd around on ev'ry fide, 5 The featherM flocks of ev'ry kind. Still ranging in the purple &y, - With rapid wings, as i'wift as wind. Thro' their exteqfive empire fly. 6 Look round and view the terrene fran^ (See herds, with all the bleating race) A fplendid table, whereupon A rich profuuon God doth place. XIll. Sancilfication th?-Gugh C/jri/i* BY nature vile, conceiv'd in fm. By pra£lice render'd worfcj Deprav'd in ev'ry pow'r V/ithin, Obnoxious to thy curfe. a I feel the weight and guilt of fin. My fouPs with anguilh torn ; Where (iiall I find a friend to fcrcen A fiuful rebel worm ? 3 M'' thinks 1 hear fonie joyful found, Thefe words with love declare, '* Where tribii.'arion mod abound, IVly grace ihall conquer there." 4 Jefus, my God! to thee 1 fly: Thy blood can cleanfe from fm ; Thy righteoufntl's | can all defy. 'Tis ihcu caiifl: make me clean, t Iviputed and Implanted^ 5 Come;, ( "8 ) 5 Come, holv dove, infpire my foul, A.nd ev*ry fear remove, Let all my pow*rs in praifes roll. And fmg redeeming love. XIV. Heaven, SH- *T TOW blrft is that angelic band, X JL In robes of light who daily (land, Who have at lasft obtained the grace, To fee wnveil'd the *'Prince of peace." 2 Their earthly trials now are o'er, Their pain and grief are felt no more j Join'd to the l^rgions of the fky, From earth and fin they quickly fly. 3 Above the reach of Satan's pow'r, Thefe difembodicd fpirits tozur^ And on their dear Redeemer's bread. From all their toils ihey fafcly reft. XV. The Crucifixion of Chri/i, EEHOr.D the Saviour of mankind, Nail'd to the ihameful tree ; How vafl the love th'at him inchn'd To bleed and die for thee. 2 Hark how he groans^ while nature fliakes, Ard Earth'^ ilrong pillars bend ! The temple's veil in fundcr breaks, The folid marbles rend. 3 'lis done the precious rnnfom's paid, " Receive my foul," he cries ; See vhcre he bows his facred hc-ad! He buws his head, and dies! 4 But ( >9 ) 4 But foon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory fhine ; P Lamb of God was ever pain. Was ever love like thine. XVI. Death. "^*/^UR wafting days are rolling on, \^ So fwiftly gUde away j That unto our eternal home We hallen cv'ry day. 2 This moment, Lord, upon the brink Of deaths we mortals ftand ; And yet, alas ! we fcldom think. His darts fo near at hand. 3 We fondly rove with hecdlefs fteps. In qucft of idle toys ; Until, at once, death intercepts. And baffles all our joys. 4 The gaudY pomp of human pride, Unmafk'd does then appear ; It's wings are cropt on ev'ry fide. When death approaches near. 5 Since death, our bodies with the dufl Appoints them their abode ; So death at laft, we humbly truft, Will join our fouls to God. XVII. T:he Afcenfion of Chri/i, HOSANNA to the prince of light. That cloath'd hirafelt in clay j pnter'd the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away, 2 Death ( 20 ) 2. Death is no more the king of dread. Since our Emmanuel rofc ; He took the tyrant*s fting away, And fpoilM our hellifii foes. 3 See how the conqu*ror mounts aloft, i»nd to his father flies ! With fears of honour in his face. And triumph in his eyes. 4 There our exalted Saviour reigns. And fcatters blcfiings down : Our Jefus fills the middle feat Of the celeftial throne, XVIII. Death, \*TESUS, an int'reft in thy blood, J This is mv chief, iwy only care j My pardon fcal'd, and peace with God, Is dill my undlifembled pray*r. a Approaching death is jurt: at hand. The lamp of life does faft decay j And fliall 1 wafle my ebbing fand, And throw my inch of time away ? 3 Great God ! forbid the foolifli thought. Permit it not to vex my heart : That I whofc life's fo dearlv bought. From Jefus* footfteps (liould depart. Jefus, beneath thy guardian wings, My fainting foul I fafely hid ; And now, tho* death his warrant brings, I'll in thy precious blood confide, XIX. SaU ( 21 ) XIX. Salvation. ALVATION, O the joyful found ! What pleafure to our ears ! A fov 'reign balm for ev*ry wound, > A cordial for our fears. 2 Salvation ! let the echo Hy, The fpacious earth around. While all the armies of the fky, Confpire to raife the found. XX. Repentance* *** TUSTLY incenfed holy Lord, kJ Whofe precepts I have long abhor'd j Before thy throne may fuch as I For pardon, Lord, to thee apply ? 2 Defervedly thy vengeful pow'r. Might fink me down, to rife no more J Confign my guilty foul to hell, There, in perpetual flames to dwell. 3 Before thee fhall I perifh. Lord ? Will Chrift my foul no help afford ? • Yet ftill methinks I hear thee fay, *' Jefus can take thy guilt away." 4 O, gracious God, behold my cry ! Who gav'fl: thine only Son to die j Forgivenefs to my foul impart, And write the pardon on my heart. 5 Then fhall I fpend my wafting days. In founding forth thy endlefs praife j United to the faints. above. I'll fhout with them Redeeming love. " * B XXL Public ( 22 ) XXI. Public Worfiip. IN bounJlefs mercy gracious Lord appear, Darknefs difpcl, tfie humble mourner chear; Vain thoughts remove, melt down (?^^j6 flinty heart, Draw ev*ry foul to choofe the better part, XXII. The Power of God. * *A I' iHE undefigning hand of chance. Could never into order bring, The fyfl:em of this wide expanfe, With every created thing. a In thcfe, O Lord, thy hand and pow*r Unveird are feen by mortal eyes j Surrounding objeds ev'ry hour, Proclaim thy might in earth and fkies. 3 The atoms of this lofty frame, The human and angelic bands ; Forth from the womb of nothing came. Created by thy mighty hands. 4 Confufion into order wrought, Without mifcarriage or dcfed ; And dufl was to exiftence brought. By the Almighty Archited ! XX III. Temptation, GREAT God! who from my early youths Had form'd me by thy facred truth. Still guide me in thy righteous way, Nor let me from thy precepts flray : Q. With dangers Tm encompafs'd round. And walk upon deceitful ground; The world allures, the fenfe invites, And proniifes unlqiown delights : 3 How ( 23 ) 3 How can I pleafure*s tide withdand, Unlefs fupported by thine hand ? Preferve unflainM my innocence, Or clfe in mercy call me hence. XXIV. Humility. **-*lST^ temple ever built by art, i. II Can Jefus Chrifl contain j But in the ijieek and bumble heart He's daily to be feen. a 7'he man whofe unafpiring mind, Submits to Jefus* rod, His pious foul you'll always find A temple for his God. 3 No lawkfs pallions mar his peace, No blafted hopes his joy: His foul is fiU'd with Jefus* grace. His pleafures never cloy. 4 Dear Saviour now this grace impart, Ambitious thoughts difpel : Prepare a chamber in my heart. And there for ever dwell. ' XXV. ToutL THE morning flow'rs difplay their fwcets^ And gay their filken leaves unfold. As carelefs of the noon-day heats, And fearlefs of the ev*ning-cold. 2 Nipt by the wind's unkindly blaft, Parch'd by the fun's direfler ray, The momentary glories wafle. The iliort-liv'd beauties die away. B 2 3 So ( n ) 3 So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty fhews : Fairer than fpring the colours fliine. And fweeter than the virgin rofe. 4 But worn by flowly rolling years, Or broke by ficknefs in a day. The fading glory difappears, Our Jljort'Uv^d beauties die away. XXVI. A Saint and Sinner*s Dialogue,. * *TTOW can a guilty fmner fliun JLJL The death that never dies? He mull: in faith and patience run To Chrift the Sacrifice. s How can my foul's polluted flains (That ilill for vengeance cry) Be waih'd?— * The blood of Chrift doth cleanfe From all iniquity.' 2 Hdw fnall my uninftru^led heart And life be kept from fm? God's word the bcfi of rules impart To keep the confcience clean. 4 But how can Satan's fiery darts Be warded off by me ? Refill him ; and, for all his arts, Unvanquifn'd thou fh?ilt be. c Will God his word to mc fulfil, Of this 1 (land in doubt? Yes — ' They that come to Chrifl,,he will In no ways cafl them out.* XXVil. PiMc ( ^5 ) XXVII. Fublic Worjhip. FATHER behold with gracious eyes The fouls before thy throne; Who now prefent their facrifice, And feek thee in thy Son. 1 On each of us fome gift bellow, Some bl-elFing now impart. The feed of life eternal fow In ev'ry waning heart. 3 The loving pow'rful fpirit fhed, And fpeak our fins forgiv'n, And hafte throughout the lump to fpread The fandifying kav*n. 4 Refrefli us with a ceafelefs fliow'r Of graces from above, Till all receive the perfed pow'r Of everlafting love. XXVIII. Helt. * T^ESPAIR and darknefs fill my hearty And tears run from mine eyes 5 My penfive thoughts ftill call to mind The worm that never dies. 2 To be confign'd to endlefs pain. In flames of fire to dwell; What mortal can endure the thought Of Fiends, and Fire, and HelL 3 There, hope nor mercy never view^"- Thofe tenants of defpair; But to endure redoubled pangs Their wretched fouls prepare*' B 3 4-]il^^ ( ^6 ) 4 A guilty confcience lodg'd within^ A vicious life behind, A fin-avenging God above, Beneath a cruel fiend. 5 To 'fcape this endiefs wrath divine,. Ah! whither can I flee; O Jcfus, fave me or i'ln damn'd To all eternity !, XXIX. Private Prayer. FATHER of Jefus Chrift, niy Lord,, 1 humbly feek thy face; Encourag'd, by the Saviour's word. To alk thy pard'ning grace. 2 Entering into my cJofety I The buiy world exclude; In /tcret pray' r for mercy cry. And groan to be renew'd. 3 Far from the paths of men, to thee I folemnly retire: See thou, who doth in/ecret fee. And grant my heart's defire. 4 Fain would I all thy goodnefs feel,. And know my fins forgiv'n; And do on earth thy perfeS: will. As angels do in heav'n. XXX. Univerfal Praife to God, *^.*T ET all that breathe the vital air^ -■— * Unite with one accord, A fong of praife, with joy, prepare To Chrift our common Lord. 2 Ye ( ^7 ) 2 Ye warbling tenants of the fky,. Confpire to raife the found j, "^ AlTift ye gvdizmgjiocks that lie. In paftures on the grouiid. 3 Ye legions of the deep combine,. Your aid the v^f^ defire; And all ycfons o\ Adam join To fwell the chanring choir. 4 Let heav'n and earth combine with me^ The facrcd theme to raife: Let our united fc'..^;=; agree In great Jehovah's praife. XXXI. The departing Believer* LET ev'ry faint, and ev*ry friend. Rejoice and {w.-y^ with me ; While I on angel's wings afcend, My Saviour's face to fe«e. 2 Adieu, ye paths of death and fin, , I foar to joys above ; Where I fhall ever live with him, . And fing redeeming love. 3 Adieu, my body , for a while ; With me thou canft not go ; But mingle with thy native foil, Till the laft trumpet blow. 4 Now Jefus calls my foul away. My flefli fhall reft in hope: When dawns the everlafting day,. My Lord fhall raife it up. 5 And ( 28 ) 5 And as I mount, I'll louder fing Salvation through the fi-Lies, And make the Harry concave ring. With praiTes as I rife. XXXIT. The RefiirreSllon, * * W 7^^'^ •^^^ ^^^ angel's trump fhall found,. * ^^ And dreadful thunders roar j The feas, and ev'ry grave around. Shall then their dead reflore. 2 Then from the dark and filent bed. Where man has flept for years ; Some rife with joy to meet their head. And fome with grief and fears. 3 The grave proves faithful to her trufl, No more her flain conceals ; And thofe that mingled with the dufl". Shall quit their gloomy cells. 4 The earth fhall vanifli into fmoke. An unextinguifli'd blaze. The mountains melt, the folid rock, Diflblve as hquid feas. 5 Methinks the hour approaches nigh,, The trumpet's found I hear: If heav'n and earth before thee fly, Lord, how (hall I appear? XXXIII. SovWeigti Grace. ALMIGHTY Sovereign of the ikies,- Lo, 1 prefent me at thy throne j Fain would my foul enraptur'd rife. And fing the wonders grace hath done. 2 Yc ( »9 ) 2 Ye humble fouls that love and fear. To Jefus* crofs with boldnefs run. While I with joyful lips declare, The matchlefs wonders grace hath done* 3 Adore, my foul, the matchlefs grace. That taught thee folly's paths to fhun: Let all thy pow*rs awake to praife The wonders fov* reign grace hath done, 4 And when this weak and dying frame Shall in the filent grave He down, Then in a more exalted drain, ril tell the wonders grace hath done, 5 Join*d to the bled angelic throng, That (land adoring round the throne, I'll fing, with an unwearied tongue, The matchlefs wonders grace hath done, XXXIV. Old Age, OW foon the blooming flow'rs decayr? Their beauty quickly fades away : Their crimfon hue, their vernal green, No more with pleafure can be feen. 1 So foon the fleeting moments pafs, That flill exhauft our mortal glafs; From morn to noon, from youth to age,. We quickly fly from off the ftage. 3 In heedlefs fl:cps our youthful days, Are fpent in fm and folly's ways: Expended by the wreck of time, Our fl:rength and vigour foon decline,. 4 Gray * ( 3® ) 4 Gray headed both in fin and years. Old age with all his train appears j Incumbcr'd with a load of pain, Wc fee our former adions vain. 5 And what in youth were pleafing joys, We now edcem as idle toysj Infenfible of ev'ry fmile That does the cares of life beguile; 6 We, crufh'd by ficknefs and diftrefs, Defpair to find our burden lefs, And grope about from year to year. Until at laft we difappear. XXXV. rhe Afcenfm of Chrl/i. BEHOLD him triumph o'er the gravel Who once a vi6"tim (food ; Expos'd to wrath that we might have Salvation through his blood, 2 See him exulting rife on high. No more to weep and mourn j ViOorious fee him juount the {ky. Mo wait his grand return. 3 Celeftial legions now attend. And in his train appear ; While myriads more from heav'n defcend. To hail him through the air. 4 The heav'nly portals open wide, 1' admit the conqu'ring God; When tending feraphs, at his fide, Refound his praifc abroad. ? Ye ( 31 ) 5 Ye faints, exult in lofiy flrains, Your nobleft tribute bring: He lives, and fliall for ever reign, The univerfal King! XXXVI. Pre/ervaiion through Chrijf, WHEN in (he roaring lion's teeth, Depriv'd oF help I lay ; Jefus, thou from the jaws of death Refcu'd th€ lawful prey. 2 My punifliment thou didfl faflain, Qn thee my fins were laid ; That I the bleffing might regain, Accurfed thou wall made. 3 Dear Saviour, how fliall I difcharge The debt 1 owe to thee? Who as my furcty did enlarge^ And bought my liberty^ 4 Thy heart for finners ftill doth move. Thou fufF'ring Son of God: Defcend in mercy from above, And deanfe me by thy blood. 5 Jefus, one bleffing I require, Which thou haft bought for mej Make this my great, my chief defire To live and die in thee! XXXVII. T^he Omniprefence ofGtd. LORD, where lliall guilty fouls retire, Forgotten and unknown? in hell they meet thy vengeful fire. In heav'n thy glorious throne. 2 Should ( 32 ) 2 Should I fupprefs my vital breath To 'fcape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave refign. 3 If wing'd with beams of morning light, 1 fly beyond the weft, Thy hand, which muft fupport my flight, Would foon betray my reft. 4 If o'er my fins I feek to draw The curtains of the night, Thofe flaming eyes which guard thy law Would turn the fhades to light. 5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour. Are both alike to thee : O may 1 ne'er provoke that pow*"r. From which 1 cannot flee! ^ XXXVIII. Public Wm-Jlnp, *^* jESUS, by thy redeeming blood J in our behalf appear ; Thou dying fuft'*ring Son of God, We wait to meet thee here. 2 Infpire our fouls with love divine. Melt down each flinty heart: And by thy grace our wills incline To choofe the better part. 3 The reigning pow'r of vice fubdue. Thy work of»grace begin ; 'lis thou alone that canft renew, And fave our fouls from fm. 4 That .( 33 ) 4 That wc our dear Redeemer love. Let all our adlions fhew, Till glory ends in heav'n above What grace began below. XXXIX. A Prayer for Sinners* JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, Difplay thy faving pow'r, 1 hy mercy let thefe cutcnjls find. And know their gracious hour. 1 Ah ! give them, Lord, a longer fpacc. Nor fuddenly confume; '-• But let the7n take the proffer'd grace And flee the wrath to come. 3 Open their eyes and ears, to fee Thy crofs, to hear thy cries : Sinner, thy S'aviour weeps for thee, For thee he weeps and dies : 4 All the day long he meekly flands. His rebels to receive ; .And fhews his wounds and fpreads his hands, And h\ds you turn and live! XL. Public WorJIjip. *#* TESUS, thy glory we confcfs, J Thy majefty adore, Thy wifdom, truth, and holinefs, Wc worfliip evermore. 2 Jefus, our dear redeeminj^ Lord, Thy praife abroad we fhew^ Be thou by heav'nly hofts ador'd, And all thy fainti below. * C 3 Thy ( 34 ) 3 Thy endlefs unabated love Is ftill to finners free; 'Tis it alone that can remove, And help our mifery. 4 Thy goodnefs and thy truth abound, A vafl: extenfive fea. Wherein our guilt and fin are drown'd To all eternity. 5 Jefus, thou Sun of Righteoufnefs, In beams of mercy ihine; That fo enlighten'd by thy grace. We may be ever thine. XLI. The Goodnefs of God* SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace. My God, my heav nly King! Let age to age thy righteoufnefs, In fongs of glory fing. 2 God reigns on high, but not confines His goodnefs to the fkies ; Thro' the whole earth his goodnefs fliines, And ev'ry want fupplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food : Thy lib'ral hand provides them meat. And fills their mouth with good. 4 How kind are thy compaffions, Lord ! How fl^w thine anger moves 1 But foon he fends his pard'ning word. To cheer the foul he loves. 5 Creatures ( 35 ) 5 Creatures with all their endlefs race Thy pow'r and praife proclahn : But we who tafte thy richer gr^ce, Delight to blels thy name. XLH. The Love of God. REJOICE ye ranfom'd fons of me»^ Difpel your guihy fears ; The love of God (thro' Jefus fliewn) In your bekalr appears. 2 Such was his pity and his love^ For Adam's fallen race. He fent his Son from heav'n above. To fufFer in their place. 3 Jefus to earth did not defcend With a vindidive rod, But to enforce, and recommend. And pave the way to God. 4 And they who love his holy word. And all his laws obey ; His loving kindmfi fhali record, Ihro' everlaliiug day, * 5 Our God isfull of peace and k-oe ; We on his \7ord rely ; And fUll his tender mercies prove When to his arms* we fly. LXLIII. The Goodnefs of God. ET ev'ry tongue thy^^o,A,v/f Ipcak,, Thou fov'reign Lord of al! ! Thy llrength'ning hands uphold the weak, ' And raile the poor that full. C 2 2 When ( 35 ) 2 When forrows bow the fpirit down. Or virtue lies diftreft, Beneath the proud oppreflbr's frown Thou giv'ft the mourner reft. 3 The Lord fupports our infant days. And guides our giddy youth : Holy and juil: are all thy ways. And all thy works are truth. 4 Thou know'fl the pains thy fervants feci: Thou heai'll thy children's cry, And their bed wiflies to fulfil, Thy grace is ever nigh, 5 Thy mercy nevex ihall remove From men of hearts fmcere: Thou fav'll the fouls whofe humble lo Is join'd with holy fear. C My lips fliall dwell upon thy praife, And fpread thy fame abroad : Let all the fons of Adam raife The honours of their God. * XLIV, Jffliclion. THEE, Jefus, full of truth and peace ; Thee, Saviour, we adore 1 Thte, in afflidion^s^^furnace prai'fe And magnify thy pow'r. 2 Thy pow*r, in human weaknefs fiiewn, Shall make us all entire : We now thy guardian prefence own, And walk unburnt in/.'f. 3 TheC; C ^1 ) 3 Thee, Soa of man ! by faith we fe^ And glory in our guide; Surrounded and upheld by thee, The fiery tell abide. 4 The fire our graces fliall refine, ' Till moulded from above. We bear the character divine. The flamp of perfect love. XLV. A Storm at Sea» * * * NOW floating waves and billows roaiv And feas in mountains rife ! O God, thy mercy we implore,. Regard cur feeble cries ! 2 The raging elements declare Our lateft hour is come ; And ev*ry wave bids us prepare For our eternal home. 3 Far from the aid of human pow'iv No pilot here to fave ; ' We're ftill expeding ev'ry hour The feas to prove our grave. 2f Now that our dangers flill increafe^, Ah ! whither can we flee ^ In this the time of our difl:rcfs, O Lord ! but unto thee. 5 Defcend in mercy from above, Compofe the raging tide ; And let thy pow'r and goodnefs prove- Our fafe and only guide. C ^ 6 Gcdl' C 38 ) 6 O God 1 in this dlflrefsful hour. Thy aid we now implore ; Conduft us by thy guardian pow*r, To our intended (hore. XLVI. The S/jortne/s and Uncertainty of Lifi* THEE we adore, eternal name, And humbly own to thee, How feeble is our mortal frame. What dying worms we be I 1 Our wafting lives grow (liorter flill,. As days and months increafe j And ev*ry beating pulfe we tell Leaves but the number lefs. 3 The year rolls round, and fieals away The breath that firfi: it gave : Whatever we do, where'er we be, We're trav'ling to the grave. 4 Dangers ftand thick thro' all the ground',. To pulli us to the tomb ; And fierce difeafes wait around. To hurry mortals home.. 5 Infinite joy or endlefs woe Attend on av'ry breathy And yet, how unconcerned we go- Upon the brink of death ? i Waken, O Lord ! our drowfy fcnfe,. To walk this dang'rous road :. And if our fouls be hurry'd hence, May they be found with God. XLVIL Evening" ( 39 ) XLVII. Evening, *** T ORD let my evening Tacrifice, JLj Afcend before chee to the Ikies 3 The praifes of my tongue : ~^ Ail glory, might, and majefty, And pow'r divine, do unto thee Eternally belong. 2 This day thy mercy (lood prepar*dy My fure defence, and conflant guard, From Satan's hellifh pow'r ; Th* impending ftroke thou didll avert,. Suftain'd my foul in ev'ry part Unto the prefent hour. 3 O that my foul could rightly ferve-. The God who does my life prefcrve, And ftiil from day to day. Upholds me by his mighty po\v*r, "While death ftands waiting at the dooF To fr>atch my breath away. 4 Now that the curtain of ihe night Precludes my eyes from nntral light,. I'll give myfelf to deep ; Aflur'd that thou, in ev'ry hour, Wilt flili, fecure from Satan's pow'r,,, My foul in lafety kf ep. XLVill. Scriptures* 1NSP1RER of ihe antient fcers, Who wrote the facred page ; Preferv'd thro' all fucceeding years,. To our degen'ratc age, "^ Wbils ( 40 ) 2 While in thy word we fearch for thee, (We fearch with trembling awe!) Open our eyes, and let us fee The wonders of thy law. 3 Now let our darknefs comprehend The light that Ihincs fo clear ; Now the revealing Spirit fend. And give us ears to hear, 4 Before us let thy goodncfs pafs, Which here by faith we know; Let us, in Jefus, fee thy face, And die to all below, XL IX. For King George. * ^'T^HOU King of nations, who ordain'ft -*- The povv'rs on earth that be ! By whom our lawful fov'reign reigns, Upheld by none buc thee. 2 We now in faith and humble pray'r,, For him, thy grace implore j Make him the objetl of thy care. Both now and evermore. 3 As loyal fubjects to his pow*r, We own his mild command ;. Defend and guard him ev'ry hour By thine Almighty hand. 4 When his malignant foes invent. Or yet fedition fpread ; O! let thine angels pitch their tent Around his facred head. 5 Fron:] ( 4" ) c From private and from open foes. Him condantly lefcue j And thofe that would his laws oppofe, Lord! inftantly fubdue» L. The Lo've of God* MY God, for all I arn and have. And all I hope to be, Here, and beyond the clofmg grave. The prailb I owe to thee. a But not a thcufand hymns of praiicj From fach a tongue as mine, Nor yet a fong in feraph's la\s. Can fpeak fuch love as thine. 3 Thy love in the Redeemer flievvn,, When given up to die ; The Father's beft beloved Son, For fmners fuch as 1. 4 That love which has the Spirit giv*^u To bring the tidings near ; To put me in the way to heav'n, And fafe condudl me there : 5 And ev*ry comfort of the way 'I hy lib'ral hand be{lo\\s ; Leads me to own from day to day The love from which it flows. 6 Dear God, affiit my lab'ring tongue^ While I attempt thy praife j And fit me to purfue the fong, Thro' everlaiting days. LL Hta'ueTh * * ( 4^ ) IJ. Heaven. %* j^UR forrows and defponding fears, V>/ Are now at laft overcome j The new Jeru/a/em appears, Our everlafling home. 2 From earth and fin we now remove. To our divine abode ; The houfe of angel faints above. The palace of our God. 3 Our mourning days are at an end, ' And all our forrows fled ; We now triumphantly afcend To Chrift our living head. 4 Here dawns an everlafling day. Ne'er clouded by the night ; Here love a,nd mercv ft ill difplay, A permanent delight. 5 Here faithful faints obtain the grace, (Who knew their fins forgiv'n) To fee unveil*d the Prince of Peace, The Maj;;fly of heav*n. LIT. Servants, FORTH in the morning. Lord, I go^ My labour to purfue ; Thee, only thee, refolv'd to know, In all I fpeak or do. 2 The tafl; thy wifdom has afllgnM, I'll chearfully fulfil : In all my zvorks thy prefence find. And do thy bieifed will. 3 Thy ( 43 > 3 Thy bright example I purfue ; To thee in all things rife ; And all I think, or fpeak, or do. Is one great facrifice. 4 Carelefs thro* outward toils I go, From all diftradion free : My hands are but engaged below. My heart is ftill with thee. LIU. Mq/iers. *#*"\/r-^STER fupreme, to thee I cry ^^^ For conftanc pow*r and grace ; Thy bright example ftill to eye. And all thy footfteps trace. 2 Make me a pattern to my houfe. That all beneath my care. May ftudioufly thy precepts chufe. And all thy goodnefs fhare. 3 To thofe that wait upon my call May I with love behave ; And daily think how foon we'll all Be equal in the grave. 4 Teach me to balance well my pow'r With due prudential care. Left I fliould ever chance to grovjf Remifs or too fevere. 5 0*er him who frequent error makes ril keep a watchful eye j But unavoidrible miftakes I'll heedlefsly pafs by. LIV. For ( 44 ) LTV. For Parents, (^OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft! Ji To whom we for our children cry ; The good defir'd and wanted moft, Out of thy richeft grace fupply, 2 Error and ignorance remove, Their blindnefs both of heart and mind: Give them the wifdom from above, Spotlefs, and peaceable, and kind. 3 Learning's redundant part and vain. Be here cut off and cafl afide ; But let them, Lord, the fubflance gain, In ev'ry folid truth abide. 4 Let them acquire and ne*er forego The pious leffons to them giv'n ; The knowledge fit for man to know. To train and bring them up for heav*n, LV, Toidh. FATHER, to thee wc lift our eyes. For thee our hearts prepare j Attend in mercy to our cries. Regard our humble pray'r. 2 Thro* all our heedlefs fteps in youth, Yea ev'ry day and night, Inflrud, by thy unerring truth, Our infant minds aright. 3 Whene'er we carelefsly expofe Ourfclves to Satan's fnare j O God ! in mercy interpofc, Be thou afilRant there. 4 01 ( 45 ) 4 O ! let our confclence always be Impreil with filial awe ; And ope our eyes that we may fee, The wonders of thy law. LVI. Mariners. THY works of glory, mighty Lord ! Thy wonders in the deeps ! The fons of courage fhall record, Who trade in floatingy7j//)j, 2 At thy command the ivinds ariie. And fwell the tow'ring waves ; The men adoniftiM mount the fkies. And fink in yawning graves. 3 Again they climb the vrat'ry hills. And plunge the deeps again ; Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels, And finds his courage vain. 4 Then to the Lord they raife their cries. He hears their loud requcfl:. And orders filence thro* the fkies. And lays \ht floods to reji. 5 'Tis God that brings them fafe to land j Let ftupid mortals knoiv^ Tliat ivaves are under bis command, And all the winds that blow! LVIL Parents, GPvEAT Parent of the human raccy Let us be taught by thee 5 How we may train, in all thy ways. Our rifing progeny. * D 2 Help ( 4^6 ) ■2 Help us their pafiions to fubdue, Whenever we reprove ; And by thy grace their minds renew. With wifdoni from above. 3 Infpire us with parental care, As guardians of their youth. That ftudioufly we may prepare Their minds for virtuous truth. 4 We would induce them to obey ; With gentlenefs proceed ; And never take the roughed way When love will do the deed. * 5 T* accomplifh this important tafk, Let grace to us be giv'n ; With ev*ry bleiTmg that we afk. To train them up for heav'n. LVIII. Thanks after a Stcrm at Sea. THINK, O my foul! devoutly think. How with affrighted eyes, Thou faw'fl the wide extended deep In all its horror rife. 2 Confufion dwelt in ev'ry face. And fear in ev*ry heart; When gulfs on gulfs, and waives on waves, O'crcamc the pilot's art. 3 Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord! Thy mercy fet me free ; Whilft in the confidence of pray*r My foul took hold on thee. ■' 4 Ihc ( 47 ) 4 The dorm was laid, the winds rekir'd. Obedient to thy will j The fea that roar'd at thy command. At thy command was flill. 5 In midft of danger, fears, and death, Thy goodnefs I'll adoie ; And praife thee for thy mercies pad, • And humbly hope for more. 6 My hfe, if thou preferv'it my hfe,- Thy facrifice fhall be ; And death, when death (l^all be my doomj Shall join my foul to thee. L 1 X . LoKg ing for Heaven . *^*( Fulfil the promife of thy word j And make me one \^ith thee: Enrol my name among the bled, That in thy bofom 1 may red To- all eternity, 2 The tree of life I long to tadf, On which thy ranfomM fervants fead, The fruit of love divine. The chrydal dreams beneath thy throne,^ Of which the faints, and they alone, Can drink when they incline. 3 There I fliall foon forget my fears. When once above this vail of tears ; By Jeius' fide fet down: May I by faith this prize enfure. And here with patience dill endure The Crofs to wear the Crown. D 2 LX. The (. 48 ) LX. The Creation. THE fpacious firmament on high, AVith all the blue ajthereal fis-y, And fpangled heav'ns, (a iliining frame) Their great original proclaim. 1 Th* unweary*d fun from day to day Doth his Creator's pow'r difplay j And publiihes to ev'ry land, The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening fliades prevail, The moon takes up the wond'rous tale; And nightly to the lift'ning earth Repeats the ftory of her birth: 4 Whilft all the ftars that round her burn. And all the planets in their turn. Confirm the tidings as they roll, And fpread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What tho* in foLemn filcnce all Move round the dark terreftrial ball? What tho* no real voice nor found Amidfl their radiant orbs be found? 6 In Reafon*s ear they all rejoice. And utter forth a glorious voice. Forever fmging as they ihine, *' The hajid that made us is divine.*' LXI. Public IVorJJnp, *** A LMIGH fY God, ^e now appear Jl\. Before thy throne of grace ; With fervent love and holy fear We fcek thy gracious face. 2 Thy ( 49 ) i2- Thy pard*ning mercy. Lord reveal • To cv'ry waiting heart ; And ev'rv wounded jpirit heal Before that we depart. 3 How often, I^ord, have we appear'd Before thy face in vain ? How many precepts have we heard ? Yet few do we retain. 4 In aU thy glory now appear, 4^nd on our fpirits fhine ; And fill the fouls that here attend With faith and love divine. 5 And thofe that now their fins lament^ Who for their pardon wait ; O! may fuch mourning fouls be fent Rejoicing from thy gate. LXII. Judgment » WHEN rifing from the bed of death, O'erwhclm'd with guilt and fearg 1 fee my Maker face to face, O how fhall 1 appear? ' 2 If yet, while pardon may be founds And mercy may be fought, My heart with inward horror ihrinks And trembles at the thought : 3 When thou, O Lord ! fhalt (land difclosM ' In majefty fevere. And ixl'vci judgment ovl my foul, O how fliali 1 appear? J>3 4 Bi ( 50 ) 4 But thou haft told the troubled rnind^ Who does her fins lament. The timely tribute of her tears. Shall endlefs woe prevent. 5 Then fee the forrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans. To give thofe forrows weight. 6 For never fhall my foul dcfpair Her pardon to procure. Who knows thy only Son has dy'd To make her pardon fure. LXIII. G lor if. cat ion thro* Chri/l. *^*pEHOLD what countlcfs numbers (land -^ In robes of white array'd ; With palms of vi£t'ry in their hand. And crowns upon their head. a Thefe faints to endlefs glory came. From great diftrefs below. And wafh'd their robes in blood divine. And made them white as fnow. 3 They now the throne of God furround. Before Meffiah fall ; In fongs of praife their trumpets found To him that died for all. 4 Triumphing over death and fm, * They find their trials o'er ; And join in an exalted hymn, Their Saviour to adore. LXIV. Judgment* ( S' ) I.XIV. Jiuhment, LO! he comes "opith clouds defcending. Once for favour'd llnners flain, Ihoufand, thoufand faints attending. Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah!. God appears on earth to reign, 2 Ev'ry eye (hall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majcfly ; Thofe that fet at nought and fold him, Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree. Deeply wailing. Shall the true Meffiah fee. 3 The dear tokens of his pafTion Still his dazzling body bears, Caufe of endlefs txultation To his ranfoni'd worfhippers : "With what rapture Gaze we on chofc glorious fears, 4 Yea, amen ! let all adore thee. High on thine eternal throne; Saviour, take the pow'r and glory. Claim the kingdom for thine own, Jah, Jehovah, Everlafling God, come down! LXV. Morning, ***qpKY praife, O God ! Til found abroad, X And flill to fmners (hew; How fov'reign grace, in ev'ry place, Proteus thy faints below, a Mine ( 5» ) 2 Mine eyes furvey the rifing ilvy With pleafure and delight'; And waking find I call to mind The numbers of the night. 3 Thee I adore, who didft reftore My life and pow'rs to me! .Who, when alleep, didfl; fafely keep My foul from danger free, 4 Tho* dangers roll around my foul, Yet flill thy wakeful eyes, And guardian pow*r, make me fecure From all beneath the Ikies. 5 This day proteft, and ftill dired My foul to follow thee ; Until that day, when thou fhalt fay, *' Come hither up to me." LXVI . Tbe Chri/iian^s Character ^ WHO fhall inhabit in thy hill ? O God of holinefs! Whom v/ill the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace? 4 The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands j That trufts his Maker's promifcs, And follows his commands. 3 He fpeaks the meaning of his heart, . Nor ilanders with his tongue j Will fcarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbour wrong. 4 -He ( Si ) 4 He always makes his promife good. Whatever lofs he bears ; ** Nor once revokes what he hath faid. To change the word he fwears.'* 5 His hands difdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor : This man fhall dwell with God on earth. And find his heav'n fecure. LXVII. The Sufferings of Chriji, *;^.* '1 11 THAT mortal can entirely fcan W Thcfufferings of our Head; "Which ev*ry hour he did endure, In guilty fmners head. 2 In Twaddling bands, to foreign lands. From Herod's fword he flies : By Satan tried, and food denyM, He falted forty days. 3 He was defpis'd, and fligmatiz*d, V/here he himfelf was born; Was falfe accus'd, and bafely us'd. With infilence and fcorn. 4 Birds of the air could nefts prepare. And fafe retirement had ; Eut Chrift p^oiTeil no place of reft W^ hereon to lay his head. 5 If forth he threw th* infernal crew, To health the fick reftor'd; In league combin'd, with Satan join'd. They charge our bleifed Lord.. 6 All .( 54 ) 6 All thefe and more, he mildly bore,. To ranfom thee and me ; At laft did die, that he might buy Our pardon on the tree LXVllI. ne C. Pfalm. BEFORE Jehovah's awfal throne, Ye nations bow Vnh Lcred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone j He can create, and he deftroy. ft His fov'rcign pow'r without our aid. Made usof clay, and form'd us men : And when like wand'ring fheep we flray'd, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs. High as the heav'ns our voices raife ; And earth with her ten thoufand tongues. Shall fill thy courts with foundino; praife. ^ 4 Wide as the world is thy command y Vafl as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth mufl ftand, When rolling years Ihall ceafe to move. LXIX. Evening. %* V^ASTING days are rolling on ; V V We are haft'ning to cur home \- Time confumes the day at laft, Nonf regains the one that's paft. We no more this day enjoy ; How we did the fame employ ? God may now at us enquire, Cite us 10 his bar fevere. 2. Now ( 55 ) 2 Now before we clofc our eyesj, Can we in the Lord rejoice ? Do we know that fov'reign grace Guards our fouls in ev*ry place ? Saviour now thefe gifts impart. Write fuch bleilings on our heart : That we ftill at peace may be, With our minds, the world, and thee : 3 When our beds fhall prove our grave. Then our fouls from Satan fave-j W^hcn we from the grave arife, May we meet thee in the ikies : Still to that important hour. Guide us by thy mighty pow-r ; In the darknefs be our light, Guard us thro' the fhades of night. LXX. Prefervation tkro* Cbrjjf, '' j ^O Heav*n I lift my waiting eyes, -*- Where all my hopes are laid ; The Lord, who built the earth and fldes. Is my perpetual aid. .2 Their feet fhall never Aide nor fall. Whom he dcfigns to keep j His ear attends the foftcft call ; His eyes can never fleep. 3 He will fuflain our weakefl powVs With his Almighty arm. And watch our mod unguarded hours Againft furprifing harm. 4 Kcjoice ( 56 ) 4 Rejoice ye faints, and reft fccurc. Your keeper is tlie Lord ; itt' His watchful eyes employ his pow'r For your eternal guard. 5 No fcorching fun, nor fickly moon. Shall have his leave to fmitc ; He fliields our head from burning noon, Or blafting damps by night. 6 He guards our fouls, he keeps our breath, Whe^re thickeft dangers come : Go and return, fecure from death, Till Chrift command us home, LXXl. Inter cejjlon of Chriji. -\*T:) EFORB the throne our Surety (lands, -13 ?Iis wounds are open'd wide ; For us he fpreads his bleeding hands. And (hews his open fide. 2 Our fervice at the throne of grace Would inelTeftual prove, If Jcfus did not intercede. And plead his dying love. 3 Altho* on the expiring tree The ranfom was laid down ; Still Jefus pleads for thee and me. Till we obtain the crown. 4 Thro* Jefus* death wc are redeemed By price, as well as pow*r ; He pleads for us, and ftill applies His merit cv'ry hour. 5 Redemption i S7 ) ' c Redemption by his Spirit's pow*r. Unto a Tinner's giv*n ; v» hen foul and body are renewM, And both made meet for heav'n, LXXII. Sicknefs, ** ^C\ ^°^ ' before thy mercy-feat, V>/ 1 now prefent my cry ; If hou withdraw'ft, or hidft thy face. Ah ! whither can I fly ? 2 ilemember undeferved love ; Thy pity I implore ; In mercy my phyfician prove. My former health reitore. 3 My plaintive fighs, and daily groans, Are founding in thine ears; Thy watchful eye does ftill behold. And numbers all my tears,; 4 Upon a bed of ficknefs laid. Beneath affliction preft ; Still ev'ry day and ev*ry hour, I'm panting after reft. 5 Tliou 'reat Phyfician of my fou!. In ercy now draw nigh j My ijueak difeafed body heal. And fave me, or I die. LXXIII. rhanks after Skknefs. OThou I who, when I did complain, "I' Didft all my griefs remove j O ! Saviour, do not now difdain My humble praife and love. ,E * a Since ( 5S ) 2 Since thou a pitying ear didfl give. And heard nic when I pray'd, ril call upon thee while I live, And never doubt thy aid. 3 Pale death, with all his ghaftly train. My foul cncompas'd round: Anguifli, and fm, and dread, and pain. On ev*ry fide I found 4 To thee, O Lord of life ! I prayM, And did for fuccour flee j O ! fave (in my diftrefs I faid) The foul that trulls in thee. 5 How good thou art ! how large thy grace. How eafy to forgive 1 The helplcfs thou delight'fl to raife j And by thy love 1 live, 6 Then O, my foul 1 be never more With anxious thoughts diflrefl: : God's bount'ous love doth thee reftore To eafe, and joy, and reft, 7 My eyes no longer drown'd with tears. My feet from falling free ; Eedeem'd from death and guilty fears, O Lord! I'll live to thee. LXXIV. Evening, ***lVyT^ God, to thee I lift my eyes, 1.VX Thy goodnefs I admire j That Ij fupported by thy grace. Have ieen this day expire. 2 Thro' C 59 ) 2 Thro' each unguarded fcene of life, ' Thy mercy ftood prepar'd ; Thy mighty pow'r I flill have found My fure and lledfaft guard. 3 Now let me reji my weary head. From death and danger free ! And all my waking thoughts engage Betwixt my foul and thee. 4 My life to thy protecting pow'r, 1*11 chcarfully refign \ With my immortal fpirit too, For both, O Lord ! are thine, 5 Reviving flumbers rp.e ailord. My wafted ftrength renew ; That in the morning 1 may rife i hy glory to puriae. LXXV. The Holinefs of God. SHALL the vile race of fl^fh and blood _. Contend with their Creator, God ? Shall mortal worms prefume to be More holy, wife, or juft, t^^an he ? 2 Behold he puts his truft in tiorje Of all the Spirits round his throne; Their natures, when compar'd with his, Are neither holy; p^^ nor wife. 3 But how much meaner things are they Who fpring from duft, and dwell in clay. Touch'd by the finger of thy wrath, We faint and perifh like the moth. E i 4 Almighty & # ( eo ) 4 Almighty Lord, to thee we bow r Ylovt Jinful we, how holy thou ! No more the fons of earth fliall dare With an eternal God compare. LXXVI. Humility. WITH meeknefs and humility, Array my foul within j This mantle beft becometh me. An heir of death and fin, 2 Are angels meek /* (hall man be proud? May 1 the thought deteft ! © let this vice ne'er be allowed. Within my mind to reft. 3 How vain for mortal man to truft In gold, or finning forms! Who foon mufl mingle with the dufl, A feafl for reptile worms. 4 For all the gifts we here enjoy, Are lent us to improve, Nor can we rightly them ehiploy Unaided from above. 5 For thofe whom heaven favours moft. That an abundance have. Have caufe to thank, but not to boaft. For all that they receive. LXXVII. The Refurreaion of Chri/L %*TT[7HEN I thefacred tomb behold, VV Where my Redeemer lay j I fee fulfill'd what prophets told, And death and hell defv. 2 Our ( 6i ) 2 Our Jefus, now high thron*d aboTe^ Refign'd his vital breath ; But yet the empty grave does prove His conqueft over death. 3 My rifen Saviour I behold, Once numbered with the de?d ; But now upon a throne of gold. My prophet, prieft, and head. 4 Since Chrifl; has vanquilhM death an4 hef. As my Almighty head ; He will not leave my flefti to dwell For ever with the dead. 5 Now in the duft my mortal frame, I chearfully can leave ; *Tis but a while it can remain A tenant of the grave. LXXVm. Old Age. BENEATH a load of cares and years^. Lo ! age begins to bend; The lamp of hfe but weakly flames. When drawing near its end. 1 Now dim all round the profpe*^ fllows To his {hort-fighted eye. While ev'ry former pleafure fades And perifhes away. ;' 3 Wave after wave has beat fo long^ Jufl o*er his hoary head ; That in the furrows of the brow, His foiTows you may read* ( 62 ) 4 The dregs of being now he tafles. And drags the load of life. Oft calling for the grifly King, To end the tedious flrifc. 5 Think, ye that ftoop towards the tomb. This life draws near an end. Soon mufl: you bid this world adieu, Your Gourfe to others bend. LXXIX. Redemption thro* Chrijl. ^ *"|y yTY wafting days fhall found thy praifc, IVX Thou dear redeeming Lord, Thy life for mine, thou didft refign. And me to health reftor'd. 2 The wrath of God, a weighty load 1 Was refting on my head ; But Jefus gave hiraielf lofavey And y^^^rV in my Head. 3 His blood was fhed in finncrs ftead, • j| And fpeaks them now forgiv' n ; Thro* Chrift our head, we now can read Our title clear for heav'n. 4 While here below, we''!! daily fliew, Our love and praife to thee. Who haft by grace, procur'd our peace. And pardon on the tree. 5 When we remove to heav'n above. And in full glory fhine. There we'll adore, for evermore. That matchlefs love of thine. k r LXXX. Toui 7 ( ^3 ) LXXX. Touth. YE thoughtlcfs tribes, whofe glowing cheek, Touth paints with rofy hue ; Think how the rufty hand of time Will wrinkle foon your brow, 2 Now joy beats high in ev*ry pulfe. Health fparkles in your eye. Each morn in queft of new delight ; In fanguine mood you fly. 3 But mind that pleafure*s cup will four^ And fweeteft joys grow flale j Thy ear regardlefs foon will hear Life*s antiquated tale. 4 O ! catch the golden youthful days. While ftretching on the wing j Thefe, when deep furrows plow the cheek. Will richefl cordials bring. 5 While youthful warmth infpires the heart. To him its throne refign. Who with thefe fparkling beams of hope^ Has made thy brow to fhine. 6 By impulfe of fupernal grace, StHl turn thy foul to God, For that magnetic virtue feek. Which points to his abode. LXXX I. Heaven, # # * OUR doubting fears, and flowing tears? For ever now be gone ;^ We thro* the fky afcend on highj To our eternal hme. sBj» &£li ( 64 > 2 By Chrifl: our Lord to life reflor'd. And everlafting blifs ; We now prepare his love to fhare. Of endlefs ^appinefs. 3 Jefus our ^uide, {hall ftill abide. His bleffings to impart ; His love and peace, fhall ftill incrcafe In our believing heart. 4 We now fhall tafle that bleffed feaft". The fruic of love divine ; And daily ftand at God's right hand. And in his prefcnce fhinc. 5 With heart and voice let us rejoice. Our Advocate wc fee: His praife around, with trumpets found, To all eternity. LXXXII. The Refurreaion of Chip> THE Sun of Rightcoufnefs appears, To fet in blood no more: Adore the fcatt'rer of your fearsj Your rifing Sun adore ! 2 The faints, when he refign'd his breath, Unclos*d their ikcping eyes : He breaks again the bands of death. Again the dead arife. 3 Alone the dreadful race he ran. Alone the wine-prefs trode, He dyM and fufFer'd as a man. But rifes as a Cod> 4 In (-65 ) 4 In vain the ftone, the watch, the feal, Forbid an early rife ; To him who breaks the gates of hell, And opens Paradife. LXXXIII. Judgment. %* TEHOVAH fends a herald forth, •^ His fov 'reign will to fpread ; Whofe trumpet founds from fouth to north. And wakes the fleeping dead. 2 Attending fcraphs thro* the Iky Proclaim th' approaching God ; And vainly guilty fmners fly. His fm-avenging rod. 3 The flinty rock its aid denies. The finner's grief to ihare ; While the arch-angel's trumpet cries, " To meet your God prepare." 4 The rifing dead approaching near, Dcfert the empty tomb ; In dread fufpence they wait to bear. Their laft decifivc doom. 5 When earth, and fea, and fun, and moon, Before thy prefence flee j When thou for judgment doll come down, O Lord, remember me ! LXXXIV. The Refurredion ofChrift. CHRIST from the dead is raised, and made The firft fruits of the tomb ; For as by man came death, by man Did Ucfurre<^ion come. 2 For ( 66 ) 2 For as from Adam, all mankind Did guilt and death derive. So, by the righteoufnefs of Chrift, Shall all be made alive. 3 If then ye rifen are with Chrifl, Seek only how to get The things which are above, where Chrift At God's right hand is fet. LXXXV. "The Goodnefs of God. *»*nr^O praife the Lord, with one accord, X Let all our pow'rs agree : In rapture fmg, to God our King, Who form'd both earth and fea. 2 To God on high, who rules the fky. And all the ftarry frame j Let praifes flow from all below, To his Almighty name. 3 He on his wings falvation brings, To evry humble heart ; And life, and peace, with faving grace, He doth to them impart. 4 Thou*lt daily grants whate'er we want. And nought that*s good deny j For none (hall be forgot by thee, ihat on thy ^race reiy. 5 Thy goodnefs^ Lord, is flill ador*d By faints in earth and heav'n ^ May we outfhine, in praiie divine, Whofe debt of fm's forgiv'n. LXXXYI. The ( 6; ) LXXXVI. The Incarnation of Chrtjh ("^OME, thou long cxpeded Jefus ! ,_>( Born to fet thy people free \ i'rom our fears and fins releafe us. Let us find our reft in thee. 2 Ifrael's ftrength and confolation, Hope of all the earth thou artj D^ar defire of ev'ry nation, Joy of ev'ry longing heart. 3 Born thy people to deliver. Born a child and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone j By thine all-fufficient merit, Kaife us to thy glorious throne. LXXXVII. Humiliiy and ContenimaH* %*¥N riches never make thy boaft, X Nor glory in thy might j Nor yet in mortal honours truft, ' That take a rapid flight. 2 The rufty hand of time impairs The warlike ftrength of man ; And they that move in higheft fphercs. Their days. are but a fpan. 5 The riches, gold, and hoarded wealth, AcquirM by fraud and ftrife ; Can never once preferve our health, Nor yet protrad our life. 4 The ( 68 ) 4 The proud, afplring empty fool, How vain is ail his truft, When groaning in afflidlion's fchool. Or blended with the duft. 5 Sec how each objeft round our eyes Does giddy mortals fhew. That lafting comforts feldom rife Froai happinefs below. LXXXVllI. Public Worjhip, JESUS, thou all redeeming Lord! Thy blefling we implore. Open the door to preach thy word. The great effedual door. G Gather the outcafts in, and fave From fin and Satan's pow*r 1 And let them now falvation have. And know their gracious hour. 3 Lover of fouls, thou know'fl to prize What thou half bought fo dear; Come now, and in thy people's eyes, With all thy wounds appear! 4 Appear, as when of old confeft The fuft^'ring Son of God ; And let them fee thee in thy veil But newly dipt in blood. 5 Thy feet were nailM to yonder tree, To trample down their fin ; Thy hands they all ftretchM out may fee. To take thy murderers in. 6 Thy ( 69 ) 6 Thy fide an open fountain is, Where all may freely go. And drink the living flreams of bliG, And walli them white as fnow» 7 Ready thou art the blood t' apply And prove the record true ; And all thy wounds to finners crv, "Ifufferd this for Your LXXXIX. Jujlification by Faithn N fruitlefs toil the fons of men. Their legal fcheraes devife : A Chriltlefs law will dill condemn, ^T'ls faith that juflifies. 2 The law, upon the flighteft fault. Condemns us to our face j ViUiJaith to penitents declare. Their Jelus* pard'ning grace. 3 If Mofes' laws fufficient were. Our fins to juftifyj For whom did Jefus live, and weep, And pray, and bleed, and dief 4 'Tis orA'^ faith in Jefus' blood. That can our guilt remove ; But let this faith be always fuch As works by fervent love. 5 Whci\ faith and /o%>€ together joia. They fpeak our fins forgiv n j Affiled by thefe cords divine. We Icale the walls of heav'n. ( 70 ) XC. Faith in Cbrift. LOVKRS of plea fu re more than God, For you be fiiiTcr'd pain : Swearers, for you he fpilt his blood ; And fliall he bleed in vain ? 2 Mifcrs, his life for you he paid, Your bafcft crime he bore : Drunkards, your fins on him were laid. That you might fm no more. 3 The God of love to earth he came. That you might come to heav'n j Behcve, believe in Jefus* name, And all your hn's forgiv'n ! 4 Believe in him that dy'd for thee j And fore as he hath dy'd. Thy debt is paid, thy {o^^\ is free, And thou art juftify'd. XCI. Trefer-vation thro* Chrift. *-^* f "^VILL not fear, while Chrirt is near, I Tlie pow'rs of death and hell j Thro' him I Ihall fubdue them all. Their mighty force repel. 2 I've always found his povp*r around. My foul on ev'ry ficle, In doubts and fears, he ftill appears My fare and conflant guide. 3 His mighty pow*r, does ev'ry hour buftain my feeble mind ; 'In boundlefs love, I d,iily prove Him merciful and kind, 4 Hi ( 7' ) 4 His endlefs praife, my foul fliall raif« ^ While in this houfe of clay j And when i (land at his right hand- Where fin is done away : 5 Then fliall 1 join with faints divine, His glory to adore. And ever fee the One in three, ; When time fhail be no more. . XCII. HelL TERRIBLE thought ! ihall I alone,. Who may be favM, {hall I Of all, alas! v/hom 1 have known, Thro' fm for ever die ? 2 While all my old companions dear. With whom 1 once did live, Jo}'«ful at God's rigtu hand appear, A blcllingr to receive ? o 3 Shall I, ainidil a ghaitly band, Dragg'd to the judg-mci-.t feat. Far on ihe left witti horror jland, My feariul doovn to meet ?' 4 While they enjoy his heav'nly love. Mult I m ft.rmeiit dwell ? And howl, (v\!ule they fmg hymns above) i^nd blow the flames of hell, 5 Ah, no ! 1 Itiil may turn and live j I'or Hill his wratti delays ; He now vouchfcfes a kind reprieve. And offers mc his gr^ce. F 2 6 1 will ( 72 ) ^ I uill accept his offers now. From cv'ry fin depart ; Perform my oft repeated vow. And render him my heart. 7 1 will improve what 1 receive. The grace thro* Jefus giv*n ; Sure, if with God on canh I live. To live with God in heav'n. XCIII. Death, ***l^ DE ATH \ unnumber'd are thy flaln, K^ Refiftlefs is thy pow'r, Witnefs ye thoufands that lie dead. Or gafping ev'ry hour. '1 Thy wide extended empire goes As far as life is fpread ; And in chy chambers high and low. Mud make their final bed. -?. O cruel unrelenting Death 1 Can none evade thy blow ? Muff all refign their vital breath To thee their lateft foe ? 4 While mufihg o'er this fatal fcene. My foul with honor cries, ^' O Jefus ! fave me from the death, That never, never dies.'* 5 When death my life approaches nigh, And does his vv^arrant bring ; My chiefefl wifli, is that he come Difarmed of his fling. XCIV. The ( 73 ) XCIV. The Power and Holinefs of God, ')LY as thee, O Lord, is none ! Thv holinefs is all thine own j A drop of that unbounded fea Is our*s, a drop deriv'd fronvtheCa 2 And when thy purity we fliare, . Thy only glory wc declare, i\nd humbled into nothing own. Holy and pure is God alone. 3 Sole felf-exifting; God and Lord, By all thy heav'nly hods ador'd, Let all on earth bow down to thee. And own thy peerlcfs Majedy : 4 That pow'r unparallel'd confefs, Eflablifh'd on the rock of peace ; The rock that never fliall remove. The rock of pure Almighty love. X CV. " // is finified:' John xix. 5©» ^ *^*''|^HE fiery conteft now is o'er, M. The law receives its due j If juftice yet can afk for more, My fv'ff'rings I'll renew. 2 E'er Idifmifs my foul and breath, Let hell and wrath declare, . If ought remains for me on earth. Of punifhment to fhare, 3 Beneath the (Iroke of WTath and fin^ , I now for fmners go; Btit M dtfecllve, yet begin And douMe ev'ry blow» F 3 4 I wlE (■ 74 ) 4 r win not yield my dvlncr breathy Nor have my fuit denrM ; Nor enter thro' the gates of death. Till man is jaflify'd. 5 " 'Tis done," 1 know the ranfom's paid. Father to thee I fly ; 1 now with picafure bow my head, Difmifs my foul, and die. XCVI. Creation and Providence* ETERNAL Wifdom, thee we praife. Thee, the creation fings : With thy loud name, rocks, hills, and fcas> And heav'n's high palace rings. 2 Thy hand how wide it fprcads the iky j How glorious to behold ! TingM wifh a blue of heav'nly dye. And ftarr'd with fparkling gold. 3 There thou haft bid the globes of light Their endlcfs circles run : There the pale planet rules the night : The day obeys the fun. 4 If down 1 turn my wand'ring eyeSj On clouds and ftorras below : Thofe under regions of the fkies I'hy numerous glories flicw. 5 The noify winds ftand ready there ITiy wonders to obey : With founding wings they Sweep the air. To make thy chari<5t way. 6 Thers ( 75 ) 6 There like a trumpet, loud mr? Hron^y, Thv ihuiider ihiikes oui co.ill j "While the red li^htnin-jjs w.ivc alcng Tile banners of thy hoft. 7 On the tliin air without a prop. Hang fruitiul fliow'rs around : At thy comaiand they fink and drop. Their fatnefs ©n the ground. 8 Lo ! here thy wond'rous fldil arrays The earth re cheeriu' green! A thoufard herbs toy art difnlays, A thouland flow'rs between. 9 There, the rough mountains of the deep Obev thy Itrong command : Thy breath can raifc the bi'iiows fleep, Or fink theoi to the fand. 10 Thy glories blaze all nature roundg And ftrlke the wond'iing fight, Thro' fkies, and fcas, ar.d lolid ground, Witti terror and delight. 1 1 Infinite (frength and eq'jrl fkill, Shine thro' thy works abroad. Our fouls with Yaft a':. i.zc mem fill '^ And fpeak the builder God. 12 But the mild glories of thy giaee- Our fofter paflioiis move : Pity divine in Jefur* face. We fte, adore, and loye. XGVJI. Frg- ( 76 ) XCVTT. Prefer vat ion ihro' Cbri/l. ***TN ev*ry hour. ) God! thy powV -*- And providence I lee ; While mortal de.th,ui ev'r^ breath, Is warded off by tiiee. 2 I've nil my days, beheld my ways- Suftain'd bv lov'reign grace. My faithful guide^ on ev'ry fide. In ev'ry time and place. 3 TW dangers fly. I'll Hill defy Their pow'r, and rapid tide j. Yea, fm and hell Til both repel, With Jf/us by my fide. 4 'Tis grace alone has ever done Such mighty works for me ; For all my ftr^ngth proves vain at length. Unaided, Lord by thee. 5 I'll flili difdain all earthlv gain. And pomp of human p«ide ; i^nd n..ihmf^ knov on eartfe below. But Jefus cruci^yM. XC:VIII. 'I he I ife of Chriji, * *TTTH1LE our Redeemer here abode, * \^ With flcfti and blood below j His unabated fludy was» To Icffcn human woe. 2 T* avert affliaion's falling (Iroke, Or mitigate diftrefs, He always fcatterM where he went. The feeds of bappinefs, 3 Whoever ( n ) I Whoever did for aid apply, Depreft with grief or fear \ To them in mercy Jefus lent A fyrapathetic car. 4 To numbers that could not dlfcern The noon-day from the night, His flill fuccefstui heahng hand lleftor'd the povv'r of fight. 5 The tongues to filence long innur'd. Enabled v/ere to talk : The halt and lame he alfo cur'd. That both with eafe might walk. 6 The fick and deaf, the witherM limbs, Are heal*d at his cominand, Diflodaed demons, frighted, dread The vengeance of his hand, OGOD, thou bottomlefs abyfs \ Ihee to perfection who can know? O height immeni'e! what words fufficc Thy coundefs attributes to fhew ? 2 Unfathomable depths thou art! O plunge me in thy mercy s fea ; Void of true wifdom is my heart, With love embrace and covtr me! 3 While tijee, all infinite I let By faith, bt^fore my ravifh'd eye ; My weakiufs bends bcntatn the weight, O'erpow'r'd 1 link, 1 faint, 1 die. 4 Eternity C 78 ) 4 Eternity thy fountain was, Which, like thee, no beginning knew ; Thou waft, ere time began his race. Ere glow'd with ftars th' ethereal bluCr 5 Greatnefs unfpeakable is thine, Greatncfs, whofc undiminifhM ray, When (hort liv'd worlds are loft, fhall fhlnc When earth and heav'n are fted away. 6 Unchanjreable, all perfeft Lord, Effential life's unbounded fea ; What lives and moves, lives by thy word. It lives, and moves, and is from thee. 7 Thy parent-hand, thy formlne fkill, Firm fix'd this unlverful chnm. Elf* barren, empty^ darknefj ftill Had held his unmolefted reign : 8 Wnr.re'ef in earth. Or Tea, Or fkf. Or (huns or meets the wind 'ring thought^ Efcapes or ftrikes the fearching eye, By thee was to peri'cdion brought. 9 High is thy pow'r above all height, Whatc'er thy will decrees is done ; Thy wifdora. equal to thy might. Only to thee, O God is known ! 10 Heav'n's glory is thy awful throne, ^ ct ea:iii partakes thy gracious I'way: Vain man ! thy v^'il'dom tolly own. Loft in thy reafon's feeble ray : II What ( 79 ) 1 1 What our dim eye could never fee, Is plain and naked to thy fight. What ihickeft darknefs veils, to thee Shines clearly as the morning-light : 12 In light thou dwcirft; light, that no fhade. No variation ever knew ; And heav'n and hell (land all difplay'd, And open to thy piercing vievr. C. A Soliloquy. *^*T FEEL the healthy fj^rings of life, -*- My youthful mind infpire; And foftly whifper in my ear, '• Fulfil thy heart's defire.** a But unbrib'd confcience ftill declares ; " Uncertain is iliy breath, Ere long thy heiilth, thy (trength, thy youth, Muft allrefign to death." 2 Can 1 my life or foul retain Within this boufe of clay, When death in all his terror comes, '3 o I'natch them both away. 4 Ah, no ! my lingering, foul one day, Shall with reluctance leave This tenement of dufl: — vvhilil it j- Shall moulder in the grave. 5 W^hat madnefs then for me to run, The mortal rr.ce of fin. For which when ten^p'ral death is o'er, Eternal mufl begin ! )J The Body, Gil Leaih, C- So ) CI. Death. « */^ RE AT God, at whofe fuprcmc commands * ijr My beating pulfc began j Unaided by thy mighty hand, How weak is mortal man? % How fwiftly runs the ebbing fand. From life's uncertain glafs, And (till impairs on ev*ry hand. As roiling years increafe. 3 Dangers unknown in ambulh li(5. Where'er i ftand or go j And pain or ficknefs ev*ry day Attend my life below. 4 My foul and body, life and breath, By one unerring dart, Shot from the iron hands of death. Mull foon afundcr part. 5 1 know, I feel, Tm born to die, I view th' approaching hour. When 1 muft fuddenlv comply With death's dcftrutVivc pow r. 6 In diftant worlds for me remains, What I cannot explore. Eternal joy, or endiefs pains. When time fliali be no more. Cn. Public Worjhip. THOU Son of God, whole Haming eyes Our in moil thoughts perceive, Accept the evening facrifice. Which now to thee we give. 1 C 8i ) 2 Is here a foul that knows thee not, Nor feels his want of thee ? A ftranger to the blood that bought His pardon on the tree. 3 Convince hiin now of unbelief. His defp'rate ftate explain : And fill his heart with facred grief And penitential pain. 4 Speak wkh that voice that wakes the dead. And bid the fleeper rife, And bid his guilty confcience dread, The death that never dies. 5 Extort the cry, what muft be done To fave a wretch like me ? How (hall a trembling finner {hun That endlcfs mifery ? 6 I muft for faith inccflant cry, And wreflle, Lord, with thee J 1 muft be boin again, or die To all eternity. cm, " that tbey were Wife,*' kc.Deut. KxVi.ig^ ! HOW ought mortal man to lives For God in all his ways. While God beftows a kind reprieve, To lengthen out his days? 2 His conftant wiih, his daily care. While in this vail of tears. Should be to watch, and ftill prepare Before that death appears. O 3 Yet ( 82 ) 3 "Y*et vain unthinking mortals here/ Conclude that all is well ; And nothing dread nor nothing fear, While dropping into hell. 4 But O ! if man would reafon juft (Of all beneath the fkies) On what can he repofe his truft Wherein falvation lies ? 5 Thy word, O God ! and it alone. Can happinefs fecure ; WTien heav'n and earth are fled and gone. This pleafure will endure. CIV. The Attributes of God, HAIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, One God in perfons three ; Of thee we make our joyful boafl:. Our fongs we make of thee. 1 Thou neither canft be felt nor feen, Thou art a Spirit pure ; Thou from eternity hafl: been, And always Ihalt endure. 3 Prefent ahke in et'ry place. Thy God-head we adore ; Beyond the bounds of time and fpace Thou dweirft for evermore. 4 In ivifdom infinite thou art, Thine eye doth all things fee. And ev'ry thought of ev'ry heart Is fully known to thee". 5 Whate'er ( 83 ) 5 Whate*er thou wilt on earth below^ Thou dq/i in heav'n above : But chiefly we rejoice to know Th' Almighty God of love. 6 Thou lov*Ji whate*er thy hands have made. Thy goodnefs we rehearfe. In fhining charaders difplay'd Throughout our univerfe. CV. Vr.e Suftrings of Chrl'i, * TESUS in our behalf has died Behold fuch boundlefs love ! Which, tho* with pain and anguifli tried. No torment, could remove. 2 O'erwhelming forrows as a flood. Into his foul were pour'd ; Yet firm his rcfolufion ftood, And all the wrath endur'd. 3 "Who can defcribc the ardent love With whigh lie tOL'k the cap I What tongue can tell ri;e pains of hell He felt to drink it 'up ! . 4 Behold th' amazing height of love 1 He prays ard intercedes. For theft' who- did his murd'rers prove His lafl petition pleads. 5 Both men and devils* cruel rage. He paticFitlv fuftciin'd ; And, wiien he trod the bloody ftage, He never once complajn'd. G 2 6 When- C S4 ) 6 When death at laft did him releafc j The cords of life unty'd, <* 'lis finifh'd," cries the Prince of Peace, And bow*d his head, and died. CVI. The Eternity of God. THOU didft, O mighty God, cxift Ere time Ijegan its race. Before the ample elements Fill'd up the voids of fpace. 2 Before the pond'roas earthly globe On fluid air was flay'd : Before the oceans mighty fprings ITieir liquid ftores difplay*d : 3 EreMliro' the gloom of ancient night The ftreaks of light appear'd : Before the high celeftial arch, Or Harry poles were rear'd : 4 Before the loud melodious fphcres Their tuneful round begun : Btfore the fiiining roads of hcav*n Were mcafur'd b/ the fun : 5 Ere men ador'd, or angels knew^ Or prais'd thy wond'rous name : Thy blifs (O ! facred fpring of life) And glory were the fame. 6 And when the pillars of the world With fudden ruin break, And all the valt and goodly frame Suiks in the mighty wreck : 7 For ( 8i ) y For ever permanent and fix'd. From agitation free, Unrhang'd in everlading years Shall thy exigence be. CVII. Death and Eternity, *^* A N awful thought T call to mind»5 . JLJL My laft, my dying breath, "Where (hall my foul a (helter find, Diflodg'd at lafl by death? 2 When anxious to retain her place. With death difputes the ground. Shall Ihe be baniih'd from thy face. Or with the bled be found? 3 Celeftial joys, or hellifh pains. Reward my fteps below; ; There's no alternative remains, , But happinefs or woe. 4 Alarm'd by this, my fpirit (lands Gonvuls'd with grief and fear ^ While I behold my ebbing-fands. And death approaching near. 5 While de-atli fufpends the fatal darfjS Afld I thy grace enjoy ; Kow I may chocfe the better part, Let all my thoiiglits employ. CVIII. Judgment, ^/^E virgin fouls arife, With all the dead awake ! Unto falvation wife, Oil m your "vefiels take: G 3 Upflartb.g;: ( 86 > Upflartin^ at the midnight cry, Behold the heav'nly bridegroom nigh.. 2 He comes, he comes to call 'Ihe nations to his bar, And raife to glory all Who meet for glory are; Made ready for your full reward, Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.. 3 Go meet him in the fky. Your everlafling friend ; Your Head to glorify. With all the faints afcend: Ye pure in heart obtain the grace To fee without a veil his face. 4 Ye that have here receiv'd The unction from above And in his Spirit liv'd, Obedient to his love; Jefus fliall claim you for his bride; . llejoice with all the fanclify'd! 5 The everlafling doors. Shall foon the faints receive. Above yon angel powers In glorious joy to live ; Far from a world of grief and Cm, With God eternally ihut in* 6 Then let us wzh to hear The trumpet's welcome found; To fea our Lord appear. Watching let us be found ; Whea ( S; ) When Jefus doth the heav'ns bow, — lie found — as. Lord, thou find'ft us now!" CIK. Jffliaion, ***\JV^ foul, fliake off thy gloomy fearsj IVl With joy hft up thy voice ; *Tis Chrift alone that wipes thy te^rs. And makes thee to rejoice. 2 No more thy truft nor courage yield When Satan's darts appear j . Jefus is thine Almighty fliield, What then haft thou to fear? 3 Tho' clouds of darknefs veil my mindg Yet thefe perplex in vain j For Jefus* love I daily find, Revives my joys again. 4 My God's reviving grace can cheerj . With light the gloomy cell, And heav'n itfclf, if he's not there. Would foon be turn'd to helL 5 Tis but a few revolving years. When all our forrows ceafc. When God fhall dry up all our tcars^ In everlafting peace. ex. ^he Go/pel Trumpet.' HARK how the, gofpcl trumpets found I Thro' all the earth they echo round ; For Jefus, by redeeming blood. Is bringing fmners back to God, And guides them fafely by his word, To. mdlcfs dayt 2 ' Hail, ( 88 .) 2 Hall, all vi£lorlous conqu'ring Lord I Be thou by all thy works ador*d, Who undertook for finful man, And broyght falvatlon thro' tliy name. That we with thee might ever reign, In endlefs day, 3 Fight on ye conqu'ring fouls, fight on j And v/hen the conqueft ye have won. Then palms of vidl'ry you fliall bear. And in his kingdom have a Ihare, Where crowns of glory ye fhall wear^ To endlefs day, 4 There we fliall in fweet chorus join ; Where faints and angels all combine To fmg of his redeeming love, • When rolling years fliall ceafe to move. And this fhall be our theme above, In endlefs day, CX.I. T^he Crucifixion of Chrifi, *^*T^Y faith ered before your eyes j3 Your Saviour, on the treej Eehold him as a facrifice. To fet his people free. 2 Behold th' eternal Son of God Expos'd to open view. Beneath afHi£lion's cruel rod. By yon abandon'd crew, 3 Reproach and fliame he mildly bore, From earth and heil combin'd : ]^ow was his fpotlefs Spirit tore With griefs of ev'ry kind? 4 TvT'haJ ( «9 ) 4 What an amazing fight is this. Which on the crofs wc fee? Shall Chrift who never did amifs, To death devoted be ? 5 Behold and fee the Saviour's grace: He voluBtarly flies From heav'n above — aflumes our place. And for our fms he dies. 6 No human ranfom could releafe Our fouls from Satan's pow*r j But Jefus did make up our peace, in that important hour. CXIl. A Prayer for the CInirck, JESUS, may thy true members (liine Illuftrious as the fan \ And bright, with borrow'd rays divine, Their glorious circuit run. 2 Beyond the reach of mortals fpread Their light 'where'er they go y And heav'nly influences flied O'er all the world below. 3 As the great Sun of righteoufnefs^ Their healing wings dilpiay. And let their luftre ilili increale, \ Unto the per fed day. 4 And when t1 eir ufeful courfe is run- . \ Enjoy the kingdom giv'n j Bright as the uncrtate.i fun - In the eternal heav'n. CXIII. For ( 90 ) CXIII. For Exiles. *** A ^ ^-^^^^J^ horn my native clime, x\ EicpeWd from friend and foe. In this romantic luild confin'd My fate to undergo. 2 The former bleffings I enjoy'd. While on my native fhore. With which 1 frequently was cloy'd, 1 now can taftc no more. 3 The table whereupon was laid The coftly piles of meat, Tho' then defpisM— rd now be glad Its meaneft crumbs to eat. 4 My old companions in the time Of mirth and liberty, Now that ray wealth and pow'r decline. Have quite abandon'd me. _5 With poignant grief I call to mind . My toliy and excels ; For which I feek, but cannot find The fmallefl happinefs. 6 Defertcd here by ev'ry art, That lefl'ens human woe ; Compundion from my bleeding heart Continually does flow. 7 To whom in this deje^led hour, tor fuccour can I flee ? But unto God, who by his pow*r, Alone can ftrengthen me. CXIV. Morning.. ( 91 ) CXIV. Morning, ON thee each morning, O my God 1 My waking thoughts attend. On whom are founded all my hopes, And all my wifhes end. 2 My foul, in pleafmg wonder loft, Hii boundiefs k)ve furveys ; And fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares Her facrilicc of praifc. 3 He leads me thro* the maze of fleep, He brings me fafe to light ; And with the fame paternal care Conducts my fteps till night. 4 When cv'ning flumbers prefs my eyes, With his prote£tion blcil ; In peace and fafety I commit My weary limbs to reft. 5 My fpirit in his hands fecure. Fears no approaching iM ; For whether waking or afleep, The Lord ife with me ftill. 6 I'll daily- to th' aftonifliM world, His wond'rous acts proclaim ; While all with- me Ihall praifes fmg. With me fliall blefs his name. cxv. Affiiaio?!, OGOD! in mercy hear my pray'r, Regard a fmner's cry *, In this the hour of my dijtrefs, in pity, Lord, draw nigh. 2 Brom * # # ( 9' ) % From thofc that flattered ftill my hopes, I did exped relief; But ftill their bl^fled fchemes did tend To aggravate my grief, 3 I now with fliamc confefs my guilt. Before thy prefence, Lord, That I could never once till now Believe thy faithful word. 4 Begone ye vain delufive dreams, Your counfel 1 repent ; 'Tis only Jefus that can hear. And anfwcr my complaint. CXVI. The Immenfiiy of God, T] Bevond our higheft reach. Thy nature and tliy mighty name, Our mind^ and fpirits teach. 2 The earth and fea^ divided were, by thine Almighty hand; And ^inds ^nd llorrns their wrath prepare. At thy div.iie command. 3 The ponderous earth, the rolling fphercs, Submit to thy decree ; A momenr*s time, a thoufand years. Are both alike to thee. 4 Thy pow'r ro agitation knows, Thy wildoni (till the fame. Thy loving kindnef? always flo^\*s, In a perpetual flream. 5 Before *^*qpHOU dweirft, O God, in radiant i3ame_, ( n ) 5 Before thee earth and hell fubmit As fubjed to thy call, And devils, vanquifh*d at thy feet, Confefs thee all in all. CXVII. The Chri/iian*s Confolation. *^*'TnHRICE happy are the fouls thatmournj JL And weep with godly fear j Their Comforter fliall foon return And dry up ev'ry tear. 2 The Father's dear and only Son, A facrificc was made, That he mi^ht for our guilt atone. By fuff *ring in our flead. 3 Shielded by Chrifl's Almighty arm We Satan's rage endure, And free from his deftrudivc harm Wc reft ourfclves fccure. 4 Ere long we fhall approach the end OJ: life's uncertain race. Where we our cndlefs years fhall fpend In everlafting peace. 5 There love and pleafurc ever fill The foul with lading joy ; There fm nor Satan never will Its happinefs annoy. CXVUI. The Jcceptabk Sacrifice^ W HEREWITH ihall I approach the Lord, And bow before his throne ? Or how procure his kind regard, And for my guilt atone ? H 3 Shall ( 94 ) 2 Sball tliouKdnd rams in flames expire. Will tliefe his favours buy ? Or oil that fliould for holy fire, Ten thoufand dreams fupply. 3 'With trembling hands and bleeding heart, Should I my offspring flay : Should this atone for ill-dcfert, ' And purge my guilt away ? 4 Oh ! no my foul, 'twere fruitlefs all. Such vidtims bleed in vain ; No failings from the field nor ftall Such favours can obtain. 5 To men their rights I muft allow, And proofs oi kindntfs give ; To God with humble revrence bow. And to his glory live. 6 Hands that arc clean, and hearts fincerc, He never will defpife : And chearful duty he'll prefer To coilly facrifice. CXIX. Faith. *„* IN hope of joys to us unknown, i By faith we flruggle here beneath ; 'Till we obtain th' eternal crown, The end of perfevering/rf//;6. 2 By faith we view the heav'nly prize, And bring celeftial plcafures near : 0\xx faith the want of Jlght fupplies, And does our drooping fpirits chear. 3 Our ( 95 ) 3 Our faith fupcrlor to our fcnfc, Difplays as in our naked ligbr. And is the brighteft evidence Of things unfeen by human light. 4 Thro' ev'ry defart here below, ^y faith and hope we urge our way ; Where winds and tempefts hourly blow, 'Till darknefs brings an endkfs day. 5 ^\it faith will focn be loft in fight. When here no n-iore on earth confin'd When once the foul has wing'd its flight, And left this houfe of clay behind. 'S- CXX. Moniing or ILvenin^ H03ANNA, with a chearful found. To God's upholding hand ; Ten thoufand fnares attend us round. And yet fecure we fland,, 2 That was a mod amazing pow'r That rais'd us by a word. And ev'ry day, and every hour. We lean upon the Lord. 3 The ev'ning reds cur Vv'cary head. And angels guard the rooai ; We wake, and we admire the bed That was not made our to-mb. 4 The rifmg morning can't enfare That we (hall end tiie day ; For death ftands ready at the door To take our lives away. H 2 5 Oar ( 9« ) 5 Our breath is forfeited by fin. To God's avenging law; We own thy grace, immortal King, In ev*ry gafp we draw. 6 God is our fun, whofe daily light Our joy and fafcty brings ; Our feeble flefli lies fafe at night Beneath his fhady wings, CXXI. The Inter cejfton of Chrifi\ *•* tESUS our great Redeemer's gone J To plead for us his dying blood j He now appears before the throne. Our daily Advocate with God. 2 "Whene'er our faint petitions rife Before our heav'nly Father's eye ; If Chrift appears our facrifice, Juflice fo?n lays its veng'ance by, 3 Our pray'rs, our praife, and all our wan&S) To God, our Saviour dill prefents, And he the blelhng daily grants. Which our returning want prevents. 4 Ye trembling faints, lift up your voice \ Ye fmners, now petitions bring j Ye righteous in the Lord rejoice, Jefus your Advocate is King. 5 Not all the arts that Satan tries, Can ever faithful faints condemn, For Jefus fpreads his wounds and cries, 1 fuffer'd thefe to ranfom them. CXXH. HcWs I ( 97 ) CXXII. Hell's Torments, N the dark regions of the deep, Whfre devils rage, refervM in chains, Defpairing Tinners howl and weep, Blafpheming God amidil their pains. 2 While wounded confcience will npbraid. And rend each guilty wretched breaft, Defervcd veng'ancc is difplay'd. Nor gives the foul a moment's reft : 3 Their gnawing worm (liall never die,. But gnaw them in tttrn2\ flames j For wrath divine (lands dreadful by. And rights of juftice (tridly claims. 4 The lake with brimilone ever burns. And endlefs clouds of fmoke afcend 5. While Diety incens'd returns Their deeds in torments without end, 5 Ye. fmners, liften and beware; Flee from the fiery wrath to come ; Bow to the Saviour, and prepare To 'fcape this endlefs tearful doom. CXXIH. The Dwinity and HuniiVnty of Chrljh. BEFORE the ftarry frame was rear'd, Eternal was the wcrd\ Before the fun and moon appear'd. As God he was ador'd. 2 Before revolving years began Their annual courfe to run ; Before that light began to dawn. Or yet the darknefs (hunj. H. 3 3 Ers- # * * f gS ) 3 Ere fin commenc'd, or iidam fcfi, Or devils waged war ; ^ Jcfus in glory did excel, The bright and morning ftar. 4 Yet fuch was his unbounded love For Adam's fallen race ; That, lo ! he leaves his throne above To fuffer in their place. 5 *Gainft man incenfed jufticc ftorms^ And aims the fatal blow ; But Chrift, to fave us dying worms, The/troke did undergo. 6 What Jefus fufFer'd in our room. He fufFer*d as a man ; Did angers nature not aflumc, But that of Abraham* CXXIV. Satan*s Temptaihm, BEWARE, my foul, of Satan's train ^ He takes his circuit round. Content at firfl if he can gain, Tho* but an inch of ground. 2 He is thine enemy avow'd. His aim is to devour ; A duty left, a fm allow'd. Is his fuccefsful hour, 3 The place thy follies to him give. Will pain and forrow coft ; Tho* grace from Chrifl thou doft receive. To balance what is loft. 4 The% ( 99 ) 4 Then, O my foal ! thy ground maintain j Courageoufly refift ; If flcdfafl thou thy faith retain, The tempter will dcfift. 5 For Satan flees the Chriftian fliield j Nor €an his fword endure ; They who (land faft, and never yield, Their conqueft is fecure. CXXV. Scriptures, ^^'^^'TniiE /acred pages of thy word, J. O God, how bright they fhinc! Thy precepts conftantly afford Unerring light divine. 2 Thy word diffufes light abroad. In ev*ry humble mind ; Direftion to thy bleft abode. In it we fafely find. 3 When we thy law and go/pel chufcg Our only guides to be ; The more their precepts we perufe. The more we know of thee. 4 Caufe me to love thy holy law^ Make it my chief delight 5 That from its pages 1 may draw, A foul-reviving light. 5 *Tis in the annals of thy bcckp That fure falvation lies ; *Tis thro' its promifes we look For life that ©ever dies. CXXVIt 8orrew3' ,"■•• — ( loo ) . CXIVI. Sorrows arifin^ from ChrifVs Sufetin^h ALdS! and did my Saviour bleed ? And did my Sov'reign die ? Would he devote that facred head, For fuch a worm as 1 ? 2 Thy body flain, fweet Jefus, thjne. And bath*d in its own blood ; "While all expof^'d to wrath divine. The glorious fuff*rer ftood. 3 Was it for crimes that I had done. He groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown! And love beyond degree ! 4 Well might the fun in darkjiefs hide. And (hut his glories in, When God the mighty Maker dy*d. For man the creature's fin. 5 Thus might 1 hide my blufliing face. While his dear crofs appears j Diffolve my heart in thankful nefs. And melt ray eyes to tears. CXXVII. Sicknefs. ^* A MIDST my death deferving fins, Xjl O Lord ! remember me j Afilidive trouble now begins To urge my flight to thee. 2 Let not thy wrath againft me fiorm. For (O Almighty God !) Kow can a weak and mortal worm Subfifl beneath th-y red ? 3 Increafmg * ( 101 ) 3 InaezCmgJckne/s, pain and fear, Confpire to banilh reft ; While from my eyes the flowing tear Are by ray for rows prcft. 4 Thy pity. Lord, I now implore, Affuage my flowing grief j And let it not be long before Thy mercy grant relief. 5 Hear, Jefus, for thy mercy's fake, My weak enfeebled cry ; When fainting duft and afhes fpeak. Thy healing balm apply. 6 Recruit my ftrength, and quickly eafe The forrows that I feel ; Thou only canft in this difeafe, My w^Hed body heal. CXXVIII. J Sinner's Prayer, BENEATH thy highly injurM throne, Permit a wretch to lie : O ! may the gracious heav'ns drink up. My penitential cry. 2 Lord, break that dread entail of woc. Pa ft in thy court above ; To pardon, is the higheft aft Done by the God of love. 3 To wreak juft veng'ance on the heacf^ Is but thy ftrange employ j Nor unregretting can thine arm, Thy own hand-work deftroy. 4 'T would ( 102 4 'Twould counteract thy fcheme of love, To m-ar my guilty frame, Was*t not to tafte che cup of blefs, That heaven rear'd the fame. 5 Thy threats the flagrant rebel chace, *Till on his knees he yield ; But fure, thy royal word proteds Him that gives up the field. CXXIX. Heaven. *** A HOUSEremainsnot made with hands, XJl Referv'd above the fky ; Where Jefus, my Redeemer, (lands, My Advocate on high. 2 *Tis in this thrice delightful place. We reft from grief and fin ; And from the ftreams of endlefs grace, Drink lading pleafures in. 3 'till that important moment come, By faith we trufl his word-; Believing that our prefent home. Is diftant from the Lord. 4 By faith we view th' approaching hour. When pris'ners fuch as we ; On wings of love fliall gladly tow'r. Our Father's houfe to fee. 5 The heav*nly portals opened wide. Shall then receive our foul ; To fit by our Redeemer's fide, While endlefs ages roil, CXXX. Rs^ ( 103 ) CXXX, Refignation and Hum Hit y, ETERNAL Beam ot light divine ! Fountain of uncxhaufted love ! In whom the Father's glories fhine, Thro* earth beneath and heav'n abore. 2 Jefus, the weary wand'rer*s reft. Give me thy eafy yoke to bear ; With ftedfaft: patience arm my breaft. With fpotleis love and lowly fear. 3 Thankful I take the cup from thee, Prepar'd and mingled by thy Ikill, Tho' bitter to the laft it be, Pow'rful the wounded foul to heal. 4 Be thou, O Rock of ages ! nigh. So Ihall each murmuring thought be gone. And grief, and fear, and care, fhall fly As clouds before the mid-day fun. 5 Speak to my warring paflions, *' Peace ;*' Say to my trembling heart, •' Be flill :'* Thy p^w'r my ftrength and forrrefs is, For all things ferve thy fov 'reign will. 6 O death I where is thy fting ? Where now Thy boafled victory, O grave ? Who ihall contend with God ? or who Can hurt, whom God delights to fave ? C X X X I. Morninz. *** ]^/f ^^^ "^^^ behold the rifing fun ; .^ J. What lire his rays convey ! Rejoicing flill his courfe to run, 'Till darkncfs ends the day. 2 With ( 104 ) 2 With plcafurc from my bed I rife. Forget the (hades of night : Exulting, place my ravifhM eyes Upon the beams of light. 3 O thou ! to whofe prote6ling pow*r I owe my vital breath, * Upheld by thee, I live this hour, Amidfl the (hafts of death. 4 O may the pow*r that did proted My (lumbers where I lay 1 In loving-kindnefs (lill diredt My (leps throughout the day. 5 Conduft thro* life's uncertain race My foul from danger free, 'Till I, thro' thy Almighty grace. Shall wing my flight to thee. CXXXII. Humility, TO thee, O God ! I hourly figh. But not for golden (lores j Nor covet 1 the brigheft gems. On the rich eaftern (hores. 2 Nor that deluding empty joy. Men call a mighty name. Nor greatnefs in its gaycft prid«. My reftlefs thoughts enflame. 3 Nor pleafurcs foft enticing charms My fond defires allure : Far greater things than thefc from thcc My wifhes would fccure. 4 Thofc, ( 105 ) 4 Thofe blifsful, thofe tranfportlng fmiles. That brighten heav'n above, The boundlefs riches of thy grace. And treafures of thy love. 5 Thefe arc the mitrhty things I want, O ! make thcfe blcffings minej And I the glories of the world Contentedly refign. CXXXIIL Marinen, ***/'^ ! YE who foreign climes explore, V_^ Affifted by the waves aiid wind. Where ftormy feas and tempefts roar, Your Sov'reign Pilot hourly mind. 2 That God, to whom you make your cry. Demands your greateft thanks and praifei Who has, when feeming death was nigh. Still lengthen'd out your helplcfs days. 3 To him that bade the feas aiiuage. And wall'd her round on ev'ry fide ; Who made the waves forget their rage. And rain'd fecure the foaming tide. 4 To him your grateful homage pay. Who fav'd your near expiring. breath, Whofe voice the winds and feas obey. Who freed you from impending death. 5 0! ye that plow the raging main. The Lord of earth and feas adore : His name nor fabbaths ne'er profane, Whofe pow'r condudls you fafe to fhore. I CXXXIV. Public ( 106 ) CXXXIV. FiMc Worjhip. (^OME, let us ufe the grace divine, Ji And all with one accord, In a perpetual cov'nant join Ourfelves to Chrift the Lord. 2 Give up ourfelves thro* Jefus' pow'r, His name to glorify, And promife in this facred hour tor God to live and die. 3 The cov'nant we this moment make. Be ever kept in mind : We will no more our God forfakc, Nor cad his words behind. 4 We never will throw off his fear, Who hears our folemn vow j And if thou art well pleas'd to hear. Come down and meet us now. CXXXV. Love and Charity. *^**/^ENTLE and peaceful, as a dove, Vjr Let me from ftrife and envy ceafe. Let me ftill imitate the love And meeknefs of the Prince of Peace. a Thro' the whole tenor of my life Let love and mercy daily run, But enmity and jarring ftrife, Teach me with anxious care to ihun. 3 Whatever fyftem I efteem, Or fed or party do approve, My whole religion is a dream, If void of cbarity or hve, 4 Altho ( 107 ) 4 Akho* in fentlment disjoined. And lelier points we differ broaJ, I'll love the man, \vihoe*er I find, That loves, believes, and fears his God ? 5 With this infcription on my heart, I'll love and charity purfue, 'Till ev'ry fed, in ev*ry part, Be all reduc'd to only two.§ CXXXVI, Judgment. THOU Judge of quick and deadj, Before whofc bar fevere. With holy joy or guiky dread^ We all fhall foon appear : Our caution'd fouls prepare. For that tremendous day\, And fill us now with watchful care, And (tir us up to pray. ^ To pray and wait the hour. That awful hour unknown, When rob'd in majefty and pow'r, Thou (halt from heav^'n come down,, Th' immortal Son of man. To judge the human race. With all thy Father's dazzling train; With all thy glorious grace. 3 To damp our earthly joys, T* increale our gracious fears, For ever let th' Archangel's voice Be founding in our ears : §. Via, Children of Gcd, and chiyren of tl^e DevIL 1 2 The ct ( io3 ) The folcmn mid-night cry, '■' Ye dead, the Judge is come, Arife and meet him in the (ky, " And meet your inflant dooml" 4 O may we thus be found Obedient to his word, Attentive to the trumpet's found," And looking for our Lord ! O may we thus enfure A lot among the bled, And watch a moment to fccurc An everlafting reft ! CXXXVII. JJ^i^hn. *#*']l >JY God, to thee for help I fly, JlVX Thy pow'r in my behalf exert j This hour my fainting foul (land by, Reviving flrength to me impart. 2 Surround, uphold, and ftrengthen me, Def :nd me by thy mighty arm, And while my pray'r afcends to thee, Protect me from impending harm. 3 Alarming dangers now appear. Around my foul they hourly fly, O ! fill my mind with godly fear, O! fave me, Jefus, or I die. 4 To me, thy guardian mercy fhew, I'hy fortifying pow'r and grace ; That I, fecure from all below, Beneath thy wings may reft in peace 5 J^^^us, ( 109 ) 5 Jefus, the weary Tinner's friend, My foul afcends to thee in prayV ^ On thee for all things I depend, Secure me from the tempter's fnare,^ CXXXVIII. "The Goodnefs of God. •#*'T^HY heav'nly blefilngs, dearefl Lordj^, * My grateful lips emplc/ ; And conftantly my thoughts afford. A heart reviving joy, 1 Thro*^ all my life's uncertain ftage Thy providence I fee. While from my foe*s Satanic rage. Thy goodnefs fets me free. 3 When want and indigence combina^t, To heighten my diftrefsj That never failing ^r^?*:^ of thine. Does then to me increafe. 4 If ficknefs does my health alTail, And death approaches nigh j Thy Is'ue znd mercy never fail To hear me when I cry. 5 If thro' the bufinefs of the day My weary frame's opprefl:, \ Thy nightly comforts flill fupply My foul with balmy reli. 6 Thus ev'ry where I daily prove Thy v/atchful care of me. Secure within thy arms of love^ From ev'ry danger free* L^, CXXXIS. n^ ( no ) CXXXTX. The Death of Chrijl, &c. HE dies ! the friend of finners dies ! Lo ! balcm's daughters weep around ! A folemn darknefs veils the fkies ! A fudden trembling (hakes the ground. Come faints, and drop a tear of woe, For him who groan'd beneath your load, He fhed a thoutand drops for you, A thoufand drops of richer blood. ;2 Here's love and grief beyond degree. The Lord of glory dies for men j But, lo ! with fudden joy we fee ! Jefus the dead revives again ! The rifing God forfakes the tomb, (The tomb in vain forbids his rife) Cherubic legions guard him home, And Ihout him welcome to the fkies. 3 Break off your tears, ye faints, and tel!, \\o\\' high our great Deliverer reigns j Sing how he fpoil'd the hofts of hell. And led the monfler death in chains. Say, " Live for ever, wond'rous King, " Born to redeem, and ftrong to favc !'* Then afk the tyrant, '* Where's thy fting ?" And Where's thy vift'ry, boafling grave ? CXL. Servants, %**' I "HOU who a fervant didfl: bccoaie, JL To do thy Father's will, Teach me that I, like thee, my tafl?, May conllantly fulfil. 2 Dear r III ) 2 Dear God, who, when thou waft defpis'dj Didft never once repine j teach me ftill to imitate That humble heart of thine. 3 If 1 am faithful unto death. My conqueft is fecure ; 1 fhall attain a crown of life. For ever to endure. 4 In that eternal houfe above. Gold cannot bribe a feat, The poor (it pious) there are on A level with the great. 5 If he the talent well improves, Which he receives from thee, -The mc^ned fervant here on earth. Shall as his mafler be ! CXLI. Evening. THE morn is paft, the noon-tide o'er^ And the declining fun. Obedient to creative pow'r, His fteady courfe has runi 2 Perhaps no more on earth to rife, At leaft to rife on me, The clofe of night may clofe my eyes ' To all eternity. 3 Pvcfleft, my foul, the days and years. The hours of daik account. Trifling purfuits, and fruitlels cares. To what do they amount 1 4 If ( Kf2 ) • 4 If I haveerr*d, inftrucl to mourn^ " To give each fault a tear ; Hopelefs of peat;e, till my return Hath found forgivenefs there. 5 Thy mercies ftill thou doft impart^ With ev'ry added day. Above the reft, O ! give an heart Its tribute dill to pay. 6 O thou ! vvhofe favour more I prize Than all beneath the fky. Say I am thine, it (hall fuffice. And I can fmile and die. CXLII. The Faithfulnefs of God. TH(>' troubles aflail, and dangers affright, 7 ho* friends fliould allfaihand foes all unite,, Yrt one thins; fecurcs us, whatever betide, The promife alTures us, the Lord will provide, 2 Thy call wc obey, like Abram of old, We know not the way, but faith makes us bold, Altho* we are flrangers, we have a fure guide,. And truft: in all dangers, the Lord ivill provide, 3 We all may, like fliips, with tempeRs be to^i^ On perilous deeps, but need not be lofl ; Tho' Satan enrages the wind and the tide, Yet fcripture engages, the Lord will provide. 4 When Satan appears to flop up our path, Gr fill us with fears, we triumph by faith ; tie cannot take from us, altho' he's oft tried. That heart chearing promife,//*'^ Lor d will provide o 5 V7hen ( "3 ) 5 When life finks apace, and death is in view. The word of thy grace Ihall carry us through, Nor fearing nor doubting with Chrift on our lide, Wc hope to die fliouting, the L&rd will provide, CXLIII. The Incarnatio)i of Chriji, *** A MAZING grace to man appears, -^-*- Let faints rejoice and fingj Behold ! for us a virgin bears A Saviour and a King. a Attending angels from on high. Proclaim, with holy mirth, To watching Ihcpherds, where they ly. The tidings of his birth. 3 Dire£led by an orient ftar, ' The fages find their road, 'Till fafely chey conduced were To the incarnate God. 4 What love and wonder now begin To fill our ravifli'd eyes j While we behold our King within The manger where he lies. 5 Jefiis, thou wondrous God and man, How does thy glory ihine t What love or meeknefs ever can Be equal, Lord, to thine ? CXLIV. A Sinner's Wijh. AGAIN, indulgent Lord, I come ; Again to tell my wants prefume ; 1 want to know thee as thou art, I want to find thee in my heart. 2 I want The rolling fun hh God bemoans, Afham'd he hides his face, While burfting thunder loudly groans, Lamenting his difgrace. 4 Sure angels wept in tears of blood. The light its beams deny'd, While only man fupinely flood. For whofe offence he dyM ! CLVIII. A National Faji, SEE, gracious God, before thy throne Thy mourning people bend ! 'Tis on thy fov'rcign grace alone Our humble hopes depend. 2 Tremend'ous judgments from thy hand. Thy dreadful pow'r difplay : Yet mercy fpares this guilty land. And dill we live to pray. 3 What num'rous crimes increafmg rife Thro* this apoitate iile ! What land fo favour' d of the (kies. And yet what land fo vile 1 4 Regardlefs of thy fmile or frown. Their pleafures they require ; And fmk with gay indifference, down To everlaiting fire. 5 O ! turn thou us, Almighty Lord, By thy unbounded grace; Then fhall our hearts receive thy word, And humbly feck thy face. 6 Then, ( IH ) 6 Then, fhould infulting foes invade, We need not yield to fear j Affur'd of never-failing aid, If thou, our God, art near, CLIX. Creation, *** A ^^^^E f^^' amazing pow'r of Godj Jl\. Who bade the hills arife, Extend the praife of him abroad. That fpread the ftarry (kies. 2 He framed at firft the flying clouds,- By his Almighty hand ; The ample fields, and liquid floods. Obey his great command. 3 Ordain'd by his creative pow'r. The fun muft rule the day, While all the planets in their tour, His fov'reign will obey, 4 He form'd the plants and flow*rs below^, Which all the fields array'd : In all the v/mds and ftorms that blow. His wonders are difplay*d. 5 The creatures both in fea and land, ., Are objects of his care. And from his all-fupporting hand. Perpetual bleflings fhare. CLX. Public Worjhip. OCOME let us join, in mufic divine,. The Saviour to laud, 'Tis meet and fit. It is charming, and perfeftly fweet, The Saviour to praife, our Lord and cur Qod, A IS ( "5 ) *Tis a pleafure to fing, of a crucifyM King With courage and flame. The angels that love us, and feraphs above us, Do always the fame. Hark! bark! how they fhout, all heaventhroughout In founding his name. CLXI. Repentance and Hiwiilify, %.*^N boundlefs mercy Lord, forgive J. A fmner fuch as me, O 1 let a vanquifli'd rebel live In favour, Lor^, with thee. 2 Condemn'd, I ftand before thy face. Involved in guilt and fm ; Thou juftly might*fl with-hold thy grace. And leave me dill therein. 3 But yet in wrath, remember. Lord, My penitential cry. And ev'ry promife of thy word Unto my foul apply. 4 Let not my lighings prove in vain, Nor yet my flowing tears ; But wafh my foul from ev'ry fl:ain. And eafe my doubting fears. CLXII. Scriptures, GREAT God, with wonder and with praife, On all thy works I look, But ftill thy wifdom, pow'r, and grace, Shine brighter in thy book. 2 The ( 1^6 ) 2 The ftars that in their courfes roll, Have much in[tru<51ion giv'n ; But fiiil thy word informs my foul. How 1 may climb to heav'n. * 3 The fields provide me food, and fiiow I'he goodnefs of the Lord ; But fruits of life and glory grovr In thy moll bleffed word. 4 Here are my choicePc treafures hid ; And here my comfoi t lies ; Here my defires arc fatisfied. And hence my hopes arife. 5 Make me to love thy precepts more. And take a frelh 'delight By day to read thefe wonders o'er, And meditate by night. CLXIII. Heaven. *** A ^A^^ "^y ^^^^^ 2"d quickly ily, J7\ Thy race of duty run ; See how they live with God on high. Beyond the rifmg fun. 1 No ev'ning fhades, no gloomy nights, Difturb their peaceful refl ; Still tafling ever frefli delights. They live entirely bleft. 3 Within thefe facred courts above, No forrows enter in ; Surrounded by Almighty love, Secure from death and fm. 4 Each ( 127 ) 4 Each tenant there forgets his toil, .v» His former doubts and fears ; Whilft beams of endlefs mercy fmile. To wipe away their tears. 5 Dear Saviour, guide me to that day Which (hall my foul remove Far diftant from this houfe of clay, To worfhip thee above. CLXIV. T'he Love and Patience of Chrifi, *#*T3 EHOLD your dear Redeemer ftands, «D For you he fpreads his bleeding hands;> His rebels to receive : For you his wounds are open*d wide. The language of his dreaming fide Still bids you turn and live. 1 He now is knocking at your heart, The purchas'd bleffing to impart To ev'ry humble mind : Whoever hears, and thus complies. And turns his heart from Satan's ways, ' Shall grace and glory find. 3 This heavenly guefl: in patience waits j Long has he flood without your gates, RepulsM by Satan's pow'r : While Jefus does this vifit pay. No more his proffer'd love deny. But know your gracious hour. 4 If now before his throne ye fall, SubmifTive to your Maker's call^ m And ( .28 ) And to the end endure : If ye increafe in faith and love. Your title to the crown above, And conqueft arc fecurc. CLXV. OldJge, MY God, my everlafting hope, I live upon thy truth: Thy hands have held my childhood up. And ftrengthen*d all my youth. 1 My flefh was fafhion*d by thy pow'r. With all thefc limbs of mine: And from my mother's painful hour, I've been entirely thine, 3 Still has my life new wonders feen. Repeated ev'ry year: Behold ray days that yet remain, I truft them to thy care. 4 Caft me not off when ftrength declines, When hoary hairs arife ; And round me let thy glory fliine. Whene'er thy fervant dies. 5 Then in the hift'ry of my age, When men review my days. They'll read thy love in ev'ry page. In ev'ry line thy praife. GLXVI. T/)e Goodncfs of God, * *\/f"Y God, my Saviour, and my King, Aflift me to prepare The praife which to thy throne I bring. To find acceptance there. m 2 To ( »i9 ) i To thee belongs my grateful fong. For all thy love to me ; Yea, greater praifes than my tongu e Can offer. Lord, to the?. 3 What favours blefsM my infant foul. Before I underftood They came from thee, the cndlefs fource Of never failing good ? 4 Thou didft thro' each revolving year. For all my wants provide. In my diftrefs I found thee near. My guardian and my guide. 5 But when I raife my thoughts on high. To cndlefs life above. How fhould my fpirit magnify Thy undeferved love. " Now fmce thy mercies ever give. Such bleflings unto me, C ! may 1 rather ceafe to live. Than ceafe from loving thcc« CLXVII. Longing to be with Jefus» T LONG my Redeemer to fee, •^ My Jefus above to behold; The Saviour who luifer'd for me. Surrounded by harpers on gold \ My Maflcr in glory to meet. To gaze on his heavenly face ; With rapture to fall at his feet, And Iharc in the triumphs of grace. L 2 Ah! # • ( I30 ) .a Ab! why does thy chariot delay To waft me where fm is no more? Come, Lord, and in mercy convey My foul to that heavenly fhore. Where holy, and perfcc?;, and pure, My glorify'd fpirit ihall fmg j My body for ever endure. And fhout to my crucify'd King. 3 To think on this day of thy love. Which all my diftreifes (hall crown. My forrows for ever remove, And death in its vidory drown ; It makes me refign'd to my grief. While, yet a few moments, I know O'er Jordan, my fpirit's relief, To Jefus's bofom I go. CLXVIII. Manners at Sea. * *TpATHER, thy mercy we implore, * r ^^^ ^i^'^s in fafety keep j Conduft us to our native fliorc, Along this floating deep. 2 Great Ruler of the raging fea, Whofe voice the waves obey ; With thankful hearts we here to thee Our grateful homage pay. 3 Thy pow*r and majefty appear Throughout the foaming brine, Andftill we find when danger's near. That guardian love of thine. The* ( '31 ) 4 Tho' winds enrage the flowing tide, Tho* feas in mountains rife j Yet in thy goodnefs we'll confide, Thou Lord of lea and fkies. CLXIX. The Goodnefs of God, FATHER, how wide thy glory flnnes, How high thy wonders rife, Known thro' the earth by thoufand figns. By thoufands thro' the ikies, 2 Thofe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r. Their motions fpeak thy fkill : And on the wings of ev'ry hour We read thy patience flill. 3 But when we view thy ftrange defigri To fave rebellious worms, Where veng'ance and compaflion join In their divined: forms; 4 Here the whole Deity is known. Nor dares a <;reature guefs Which of the glories brighteft fhone, The juilice or the grace, CLXX. Touth. *** A TTEND to this important truths . JTx. Ye gay, of tender years ; On whom the rofy dawn of youthj In all its bloom appears. 2 *Tis now the fnares of life array Themfelves in borrow'd hue, And flattering pleafures ev'ry day In joyful mood ye view. La 3 Deaf ( 132 ) 3 Deaf to the monitor within. Your palTions ye obey ; And Haves to ev'ry ruling fin. Ye own their baneful fway. 4 But mind that pleafure foon will pal!. The blooming flow'r may blaft, And leaves or autumn too may fall. And die and wither fail. 5 In virtue now your minds improve f For 'tis a certain truth, That early virtues always prove An ornament to youth. 6 To him who rear'd your infant frame. By his paternal care, A grateful tribute for the fame. With thankful hearts prepare. CLXXI. The Language of Faith, ACPI ARGE to keep I have ; A God to glorify ; A never.dying foul to fave. And fit it for the Iky. a To ferve the prefent age, » ^ My calling to fulfil ; O ! may it all my pow'rs engage To do my Mailer's will, 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy fight to live, And O ! thy fervant, Lord, prepare A flrid account to give. 4 Help ( 133 ) 4 Help me t6 watch and pray, And on th>felf rely; AiTur'd. if I my truft betray, I iliall for ever die, CLXXII. Judgmeni. *** A -^ angel. from the rending Iky ±\ On flaming wings appears ; His trumpet's loud niajtfiic cry Is founding in our cars. 2 Nor thofe alone on earth that dwells Are fill'd with awful dread ; For lo! 'tis heard thro' ev'ry cell, And manfion ot the dead. 3 The tenants of the grave arife. And break the bars of night. And view with their new openM eyes^ The long extinguifh'd light. 4 Before the Judge' tribunal feat The alTembled world (land. To take their laft decifive fate From his impartial hand. 5 Who did their faith by virtue prove, Afcend with him to heav'n ; While thofe who fcornM redeeming lovSj Are from his prefence driv'n. CLXXIIL TruJlinGod. WHILE thee 1 feek, protefting pow'rT Be ray vain wifhes flill'd ; And may this confecrated hour With better hopes be fill'd, ^ L 3 c Th^ ( '34 ) 2 Thy love thepow'rs of thought bcflow'd. To thee my thoughts would foar j Thy mercy o'er my hfe has flow'd. That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of Hfe, how clear Thy ruling hand I fee ; Each bleffing to my foul more dear, Becaufe conferr'd by thee, 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days. In ev'ry pain I bear, My heart (liall find delight in praife, Or feek. relief in pray*r. 5 When gladnefs wings my favourM hour. Thy love my thoughts fliall fill, Refign'd, when ilorms of forrows lour, My foul fliall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye without a tear, The louring ftorm fliall fee ; My fledfaft heart fhall kno^v no fear. That heart will reft on thee. CLXXIV. Univerfal Praife to God, ♦#*T ET heav'n, and earth, and feas combinej JLj And tune the facred lyre. To praife eternal pow*r divine. In one united choir. 2 Ye angels, foremofl fons of light. Ye faints, a fhining throng. Ye fun, ye regents of the night, Confpire to ra^fe the fong. 3 Yc ( '35 ) 3 Ye highefl: heav*ns, his dread abode. Ye clouds and winds agree To praife, with holy mirth, the God That formed earth and fea. • ' 4 Ye vallies low, ye flow*ry plains. Ye tow'iing mountains high. Unite to praife, in chcarful (trains. The tiov*reign of the iky. 5 Ye dragons, and ye deeps below. Ye tenants of the ftream. Ye liquid fire, ye featherM fnow. Revere his mighty name. 6 Let old and young, in ev'ry ftage. The facred theme employ. From blooming youth to fading age. With univerfal joy. 7 Let ev*ry foul enraptur'd join. Before his throne appear, T' adore his Majefty divine. With reverential fear. 8 To his benign paternal care. His numerous creatures owe., "Whatever gifts we mortals Ihare Of happinefs below. 9 Whoe'er his favour ftill implores, His mercies ever crown, ^nd from his never-fading ftores. Pour endlefs bleflings down. 10 Th< ( «36 ) 10 The meaneft infcd that his pow'r Has made to creep or fly, His gncious ^roodnefs ev'ry hour Does all its wants fupply. 1 1 While higheft feraphs round his throne, Who on his will attend. Declare, that they on him alone Do conflantly depend. CLXXV. Morning. ONCE more, my foul, the rifing day Salutes thy waking eyes. Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him that rules the fkies. 2 Night unto night his name repeats. The day renews the iciund, Wide as the heav'ns on which he fits. To turn the feafons round. 3 'Tis he fupports my mortal frame ; . My tongue fliall fpeak his praife ; My fins would roufe his wrath to flame, And fl:ill his wrath delays. 4 On a poor worm thy pow'r might tread. And I could ne'er wiihftand ; Thy juitice might have cmfli'd me dead. But mercy held thine hand. 5 A thoufand wretched fouls are fled S'incc the lall fetting fun. And yet thou Icngth'nefl out my thread, And lets my moments run. 6 Dear ( 137 ) 6 Dear God, let all my hours be thine, Whilft: 1 enjoy the light ; Then (hall my fun in fmiles decline. And bring a pleafmg night. CLXXVI. Makers. ***T^^ thee my God, my gracious King, JL I now prefent this facrifice j Myfelf and houfehold here I bring, To find acceptance in thine eyes. a Within my tenc, O God, refide. And teach me by thy heavenly grace y Let thy unerring wifdom guide My life in holinefs and peace. 3 Let me the bright example give. That all my houfehold plain may fee^ How they, to thee, might daily live. And regulate their lives by me. 4 The pious fervant and the jufl, "Within ray houfe I'll ftill retain } And (hall with confidential truft. Him always cherifli and eiteem. 5 The gracelefs, fcoffing, and profane. Or them that fiequent hes do tell. With thofe that take thy name in vain. Beneath my roof Ihall never dwell, 6 Thus, fm and fmners cv'ry where. Shall ftill be banilh'd far from me, 'Till 1 my houfe and heart prepare, As dwellings fit for lodging thee. CLXXVII, Frs' ( 138 ) CLXXVII. Prefervaiion thro* Chrijl, GOD of my life, whofe eracious pow'r, Thro* various deaths my loul hath led. Or mrn'd afidc* the fatal hour ; Or lifted up my linking head ! 2 In all my ways thy hand 1 own, Thy ruling providence 1 lee j Aflift mc {till my courfe to run, And ftill dircft my paths to thee. 3 Oft hath the fca confelt thy po\v*r. And giv'n me back at thy command % It could not. Lord, my life devour, Safe in the hollow of thine hand. 4 Oft from the margin of the grave. Thou, Lord, haft lifted up my head 5 Sudden I found thee near to fave ; The fever own'd thy touch, and fled. 5 Whither, O whither, fliouid I fly. But to my loving Saviour's breaft ? Secure within thine arms to lie. And fafe beneath thy wings to reft ! CLXXVIII. Old Age. *^* A LMJGHTY Ruler of the fl^y* -^ -^ Whom heav*n and earth adore 5 Who ftill regard'ft the humble cry, Thy mercy I implore. 2 Condu£l me thro* my aged 'j cars ^ To my expiring hour ; And when my lateft foe appears, Support me by thy pow'r, 3 I fooa ( 139 ) 3 I foon muft render up my trufl: ; My wafting ftrength impairs : To mingle with its ancient duft, My body now prepares. 4 My pleafures now how quick they fly, Like to my ebbing fand. And loudly cry, *' The time of my Departure is at hand." 5 When death afimder breaks the bands, Which foul and body join, Great God ! into thy gracious hands Receive this foul of mine. 6 O thou! on whofe Almighty pow*r My confidence depends ; Support me in that awful hour. When duji to duji defeends! END OF PART FIRST. PART PART SECOND. P O E M S, MORAL AND DIVINE. PIETY AND POLITENESS, A Dialogue*, *^*rTpHE fun had finini'd his diurnal toil, J And Cynthiafiirdherfilver lamp with oil: Array'd in all the pomp of borro\v'd light, 1 '.er beams difpelPd the horrors of the night : 1 he tinged fky was ftarr*d with beamy gold, /.nd fwains immur'd their herds in cv'ry fold. * The Author's intention in this Dialogue is to unite the Gentleman and the Chrillian, or godlineis and good-man- riers together ; as he frequently obierves, with regret, many who profel's the one are but too indiiierently attached to xV.z other. ^ M As C ut ) As near a long fequeRer'd vale I drew, ^iVo fceming flrangers ftarted to my view ; Who both appear 'd on hoflile meafures bent, And Toon adjufled their polemic tent: And thus began POLITENESS. Thy rufiic manners and unpolifli'd gait, Thy awkward breeding I entirely hate ; From what religious or fe£larian tribe, Didft thou that blunt rufticity imbibe ? I'll ne'er aflbciate with thy fed: 1 fear. If I mud fuch an uncouth vifage wear. PIETY. Of fuch invedives be not fo profufe, Tho' I your wild unmeaning cants difufe : Your chiefefl: aim is how an artful wile May gain you friendfhip by a flatt'ring fmile j "Your whole affedlions and deluded mind. To Fops and Fafliions chiefly are confin'd. POLI PENESS. For what defign was ever man ordain'd, I3ut to live happy and fecure 'a friend ? And fuch companions ftill with him unite, Who's chearful, courtly, affable, polite ; 1 always have, and {hall for evermore, A humdrum clownilh hypocrite abhor. PIETY. - Belu five thought ! 'tis pregnant with mifchiefl I'iatal thy views ! deflrudive thy belief ! ■For man was made to aim a nobler prize ; To live for heav'n, and dwell beyond the Ikies : 10 ( M3 ) To fcorn the trappings of the empty fool. And turn his modilh airs to ridicule. Your courtly manners and attradive fmile, Your humble fervant, and your painted guile. Fall greatly ihoi t to gain the better part, To mend your morals or improve your heart. Unfeigned friend (hip is by you forgot; You deal around your compliments by rote : The peer, the padler, peafant, or the prince^ Alike arc dun'd with your impertinence. POLITENESS. For all your pother 'bout religion's caufe. Its moral maxims and eternrd laws : You mifs the only and elFedual way To gain the young, the thoughtlcfs, and the gay i For all your zeal to make a profylete. You'd make more converts were you more pc-* lite. PIETY, Were you as careful to maintain aright, Your life and conduct in }our Maker'si fight, As you appear m falhion to excel, And rival ev*ry modern beau and belle ; Their fplendid tlatt'ry you v^ould foon deride, And ail fuch gilded tinlel lay iidc. But ah! my friend, with what unwearied toil Do you your neighbours and yourfelf beguile. Remote from each your thoughts and words are placed, Politencfs by Profanencfs is defac'd. M 2 POLITE- ( H4 ) POLITENESS. How could I with your brotherhood engage, At once the fcorn and pity of our age ? Lad night at Madam Modifn feftive board, \Vhat laughter did your cynic whims afford : By ev'ry member you v/ere ftigmatiz'd. And for your conduft mortally dcfpis'd : "With this fuggeflion each of them confide, " That you have lefs humility than pride." You plume yourfelf, 1 fear, to more cxcefs. On your relerve, than foplings on their drefs: Your manner's fo uncourtly and fevere, You wear the touchy afpedl of a bear. Now as l*m not ambitious for difgraoc^ In ev*ry corner where I fet my face, ril (till thofe fmg'lar oddicies of thine. With fludious care in ev'ry place decline. PIETY. When Tve beheld your artificial fmile. Your proffer'd fcrvice, and your friendly flile j Your readinefs to (oothc the mind of woe, . And for your neighbour ev'ry thing forego ; When I beheld, at once, difplay'd in thee, Vivacious humour and urbanity ; A heart to lyendfhip feemingly mclin'd, Improv'd by labour, and by art relin'd j An anxious wilh your ev'ry friend to pleafe. Whether attain'd by labour or by eaie ; Ptanfacking ev*ry corner of your mind, Where yoa the raoll attradive words might find; With ( H5 ) With ftudlous care arranging ev'ry phrafe, And more afraid of evil words than ways ; Acquaint with all the modes of fpacious guile, " Or the cheap friendlhip of a flattering fmile ;'* Your graceful mien, I own, I have admir'd. And wifh'd, at times, I were with it infpir'd. But ah! (hould one, unmindful of his fame. Your Maker's precepts or religion name. No more your gay attractive fmiles appear 5 His ferious drain is hooted v/ith a ftieer : Vivacity then flies — and in its room i Ther^ fits a penfive or a fullea gloom. And when united with the fportive crew. Where each companion's full as bad as youj , Your condud; there appears entirely plain, To man polite^ to God alone profane^ POLITENESS, Such fpurious logic I may fitly call, " A barrel thrown out to amufethe Whale :^^ As failors do, that they may fafely flip That monfler's jaws with their endanger'd fliip. Before your face, your neighbour's faults, I find, You always place, but fcreen your own behind. No charity v/ithin your breaft remains. But party-zeal without a rival reigns. You've iearn'd betimes with a malicious frown, To view each tribe and party but your own. And thofe in whom the flames of hatred burn. With equal rage your compliment returO;. M 3 ' Mod C 1^6 ) Mofl of your prieQs to endlefs woe condemn All ihore who fay not Shibboleth* like themj -And more refent an error in the mind, Than vices of the mofi: fiagicious kind. Of either tribe I'll ne'er a member be, Who with each other never can agree, PrETY. If mortal man had nothing elfe to fear, But human fcorn and refentment here : Did each of us, as the brute creation mufl,. For ever mingle with our ancient dufl : Had he, who at the firfl: our being gave, Ne'er fir'd our hopes v/nh life beyond the grave: Had virtue ne'er been made the only teft, My v.^hich immortal fpirits can be bleil ; Then might we fafely all our views confine, To modes and manners, friends and gen'rous wine. But ah ! to man a greater tafk is giv'n, T* improve the foul, and mou'd it lit for heav'n. Since it is fo. our fwift departing hours Demand th* exertion of our utmoft pow'rs; T* obey our Creator, and our confcience right. Of greater moment than to be polite. POLITENESS. But I could mention feveral friends of mine, Whofe hearts to virtue fecretly incline ; Their Maker's judgments and his precepts fear, Kftecm his worfhip, and his laws revere; AVho blufli, with confcious fhame in your behalf, While fatire dubs you, an untuttor'd calf j *A m'4it2ry watch-word iifeci by the Gileadites. — See Jndgcs, xii. 6. Unknown ( -47 ) Unknown to virtues of the fecial kind, A gener6us foul, or fentiment refin'd. Dctelled always in your neighbour's fight. As neither chearful, friendly, nor polite. When youthful minds hear virtue thusarraign'd. And by your carriage v/antonly difdain'd ; A path reverfc their eager fleps purfue, And early bid religious thoughts adieu. They dread the fcorn of each licentious knave. And fhrink at (lander more than at the grave. They choice delib'rately of either two, Eternal vengeance than be laugh'd at now : Adjudging him, of all, the moft foilorn, "Who for religion daily I'uffers fcorn : Whofe nameistofs'dwithcontemptthro'the town. By cv'ry wit'iing, blackguard, or buffoon. Of various ftigmas you're the fatal caufe, Which vice exulting o'er religion draws : To thefe effects your ru!tic manners tend, And only wound the caufe they fiiould defend. Your rigid maxims men will ftill defpife. While virtue's dreft in fuch pedantic guife I PIETY. Would you adopt the antiquated mode, " To join politenefs with the fear of God *,'* , When you devote as many hours to pray'r As S/rap confumes in drcfiing of your hair. Without reluftance I'll adopt the plan. And blend politenefs with the pious man: But while fo many gracelcfs fops I fee. Like fire and v/ater we will ne'er agree. OCCASIONAL C 148 ) OCCASIONAL KEFLECTIONS. With much regret, the mufe has long beheld Thefe mighty rivals wich refentment Iteei'dj With jealous eye each counteradts the plan Which his opponent (ludioufly began ; Each views his neighbour's conduct witli difdiin. And attributes it to a troubled brain ; With how much frf edom might they both unite. For each opponent's partly in the right j But dufl of prejudice inflames their eyes, What both fliould love, they mutually defpife. Ah! could the mufe infep'rably unite, In mutual league the pious and polite ; While they're difmember'd, mortals never can Behold a pcrfeft well accomplifh'd man. In vain we flrive to emulate the mode. While we're defective in our love to God ; Nor can our fyflemever be divine, ,1'iil candid elegance our thoughts refine. Yet Fops &ffaJhion, full of courtly liile. Explode religion with a liaughty fmile ; While ru/tic virtue think'fi: a fin to join • Accom.plifli'd breeding with the laws divine. Repugnant paths they eagerly purfue, Each has a diff'rent objeft in his view. Averfe to each as much as mortals can j One feareth God. another only man. They 'fend the truth with much perfwafive art,- Yet each of them contends but for a pait. Would Virtue and Polirenefs only join. The lovely union would appear divine. Ah! ( 149 ) Ah ! could the mufe- with fuccefs intcrpofc> In peace unite thefe irritated toes. Were not her feeble council ta'en amifs, Her adiuonition would be plainly thug : — ^ Let ru/iic 'virtue meet with open arms, 'Pohtcnefs drelt in all its finefl charms j ^nd none alTume to imitate the mode Who does not truly fear Almighty God j Nor none of them be fo intently prone, To blame his neighbour's faults, as mend his own s Detefl the noife of fuch polemic thunder, And once united ne'er divide asunder ! The Creed Verjified, '*/^N£ God fupreme 1 firm believe to be^ \^ Who is, and was, from all eternilyj Almighty Creator of unbounded fpace, Father of me, and all the human race : And. in Meiriafc, God's eternal Son, Who was conceived in a virgin's womb, Thio' pow'r fupernal of the Holy Spirit, And by his blood did our reden.ptioii merit ; Who was by Pilate's felf-cordemn'd decree. With cruel hands nail'd to th^ Ihameful tree: For our offences bov/'d his facred head. And dwelt within the chambers of the dead. But trom the grave the third day he arofe. Triumphing over death, and all his foes. And v/hen his miflion here on earth did end. To God the Father did at lafl afcend : Enthron'd on high, he fits at God's right hand. While heav'n and earth are under his conim.and: From ( '50 ) From thence, as Judge, he will at laft come down. When quick and dead Ihall have their final doom. I do believe there is a Holy Ghoft, (A triune God is ftill my hope and boafl::) I'hat faints on earth do in communion live ; That God, thro* Jefus, will our fins forgive : And that our bodies from the dufl (hall rife : And in eternal life that never dies. A SOLILOQUY. Written in a CrAintry Church yard. O TRUCK with religious awe and folemn dread^ O 1 view thefe gloomy manfions of the dead. Around me tombs in mixtdiforder rife, And in mute language teach me to be wife. Time was, thefe alhts liv'd — a time mult be When others thus may Itand — and look, at me y Alarming thought ! no wonder 'tis we dread O'er thefe uncomfortable vaults to tread; Where blended lie the aged and the young. The rich and poor, an undiftinguilh'd tlirong : Death conquers all, and time's fubduing hand Nor tombs nor marble Itatues can withftand. Mark yonder alhes in contufion fprcad ! Compare earth's living tenants v^iih her dead! How Itriking the refemblance, ycc Iiow juft ! Once life and foul informed this mafs of dud ; /round thefe bones, now broken and decay'd, Ihe dreams of life in various channels play'd : Perhaps that IkuU, fo horrible to view. Was feme fair maid's, ye belles, as fair as you ; Thefe ( '5' ) Thefe hollow fockets two bright orbs contain'd. Where the loves fported, and in triumph reign*d ; Here glow'd the lips ; there, white as Parian ftone, The teeth, difpos'd in beauteous order flione. This is life's goal — no farther can we viewj Beyond it, all is wondeiful and new. Oh deign ! fome courteous ghoft, to let us know. What we mud fliortly be — and you are now! Sometimes you warn us of approaching fate; Why hide the knowledge of our prefent ftate? With joy behold us tremblingly explore Th* unknown gulf, that you can fear no more! The grave has eloquence — its lectures teach. In fdence, louder than divines can preach: Hear what it fays — ye fons of folly, hear! It fpeaks to you — O give it then your ear! It bids you lay all vanity afide : O what a ledlure this for human pride ! The clock flrikes twelve — how folemn is the found ! Hark how the ft rokes from hollow vaults rebound; They bid us haften to be wife, and fiiow How rapid in their courfe the minutes flow. See yonder yew — -how high it lifts its head! Around their gloomy fliade ilie branches fpreadj Old and decay 'd it llill remains a grace, ~ And adds more folemn horror to the place. Whofe tomb is this ? it fays, *iis Myras tomb; Pluck*d from the world in beauty's fairefl bloom: Attend ye fair ! ye tlioughtlefs, and ye gay ! For Myra dy'd upon her nuptial day ! The ( '5^ ) The grave, cold bridegroom ! clafp'd her in its arm?. And the worm rioted upon her charms. In yonder tomb the old Avaro lies ; Once he was rich — the world elleem'd him wife; Schemes unaccomplifli'd laboured in his mind. And all his thoughts were to the world confin'd; Death came unlook'd for — from his grafping hand, Down drop'd his bags and mortgages of land. Beneath this fculptur'd pompous marble (tone Lies youthful florio, aged twenty-one ; Croptlike a flow'r, he witherd in his bloom, Tho* flatt'ring life had promis'd years to come ; Ye filken fons ! ye Florios of the age. Who tread in giddy maze, life's flow*ry ftage ! Mark here the end of man, in F/orio fee What you and all the fons of earth fhall be. There, low in duft the vain Hortenfw lies, Whofc fplendour once we view'd with envious eyes ; Titles and arms his pompous marble grace, With a long hifl'ry of his noble race : Still after death his vanity furvives, And on his tomb all of Hortcnfto lives. Around me as I turn my wand'ring eyes, Unnumber'd graves in awful profpecl rife, Whofe ftones fay anly when their owners dy'd. If young, or aged, and to whom alty'd. On others pompous epitaphs are fpread. In mem*ry of the virtues of the dead : O! ( 'Si ) ^'afle of praifc, fince flattMng or fincerc, Thc-judgment-day alone will make appear. Hovs- filent is this little fpot of ground ! How* melancholy looks each objc£l round! Here man diilolv'd in fhatter'd ruin lies, So faft afleep — as if no more to rife ; 'Xis ilrange to think how thefe dead bones can live. Leap into form, and with new heat revive; Or how this trodden earth to life fhall wake, Knovy its old place, its former figure take ! But whence thcfe fears ? when the lafl trumpet founds Thro' heav'n's expanfe, to earth's remotell bounds, The dead fhall quit thefe tenements of clavj And view again the long exiinguifli'd day ; It mud be fo — the fame Almighty pow'r From duft vi^ho form'd us, can from dull rcflorc. Chear'd with this plcr.fmg hope, I fafely truft Jehovah's pow'r to raife me from the dud j On his unfailing promifes rely, And all the horrors of the grave defy. T/je Co?nmandmcrJs. — Fir/l Verfion. NE God fupreme thou only flialt adore, 2 Nor once the aid of idols e'er implore. 3 Unlawful fwcaring condantly refrain : 4 The holy Sabbath never do profane. 5 With filial love thy parents honour ftill; 6 i Anger fupprefs, left thou thy neighbour kill. N 7 h\\ # * ( '54 ) 7 All lewd temptation? carefully decline, 8 Nor in the leaft another's right purloin. 9 In witnefs bearing never fpeak a lie, 10 Nor yet thy neighbour's happinefs envy. Second Vcrjion* ***/~\NE God there is, fupremely great and V^ juR-. Him only (halt thou fear, obey, and trufl:. •2 Nor let another of his glory fiiare, By making unto idols fruitlefs pray'r. •^ Ne'er take thy Maker's gloriaus name in vain? To be polite, thou mud not be profane. 4 V^lth. holy rev'rence fpend the fabbath day, Attend on worfhip, meditate and pray. i; If thou would'fl of his lading bleflings fliare. Thy aged parents conftantly revere. 6 Supprefs thy rage, nor murder ever try, For murder'd blood does ilill for vengeance cry. 7 Shun lewd temptations, and the harlot's train. They are fhort pleafurcs, but a lafting pain. 8 Let juftice fliine thro' all thy anions bright. Nor in the lead invade another's right. () Let unbrib'd confcience thy dictator be, And {Ludioufly from perjuration flee, lo R.efi,