ii2 jdB . MILiTANT~ His pow_, r is infinite, mans light .is dim, . And knowledg da.rknefs, not neriv'd from him. Say then~. who can be jufl: ,be.fore hil:!l? No man · Can challenge pqrity that's born of woman. The greater Tqrch of Heaven iri his fight , Shall be afham'd, and lo(e hi~ p4td' light; Much lets ean m~n, that is·but living duft; . And but a fairer worn:1, be pure ,and ju!t .. Whcreat job tht1s!doth heav'ns high judgn.,eiit danJ To be fupported by thy~eaker -hand ? · . Wants he thyhelp? To wh<:nn dofl: thou extend · Thcfe, th::fe thy lavilh lips; and tO what end? No, he's Almighty; and his power doth give " Each thing his being, andby him they live : ' · To him is nothing d,ark, his fovereign Hands . Whirl round the rdl:lef~ Orbs, his power commandt ; The evcn-poi,sd earch1 the water~pot:s Gf heaven He e~1pties .at his pleafure, ·and haeh ~iven Appomted lt{h, to keep ~he waters unaer ; The trembling skieshe !hikes amai,d, with thunder: }'hefe, thefe the Trophees of his pow~r be; Whero is there t'r fuch aGod as he! ' My friend~, thefe cars have ~1eard yout cenfur~s. op mcJ And heav'ns il1arp hand doth weigh f0 hard up~n me) So languifhing in grief; ' that no qefence · ~eemos to remain, to £hleld my innbJencc: Yet while my foull gafp of brearh affords, I'll not difirufl: my Maker, nor your words Dcfetve; which h~aven.'forefend, that .ever I Prove true, but 1'11 p,lead guiltltfs till I die ; While I have breath; my pangs ihall ne'r perfwade m: . To. wander; and re\'olr from him that made me. E'r fuch thoughts fp.ring from thiS confufed btefl-, Let death and tortures,do their worft, their beft. ' . What gai,ns the hypocrite, although the whole. . Worlds weahh he pu"hii~., with the price on's foul ? . , Will
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