236 JOB MlL1TAN·t. Yet is not Heaven unjuft, for their fond cry Their fin bewails nor,.but their mifery. Ceafe then to_. mak€ him guilty of thy crimes,' And wait his plcafure, that•l> not bound to timesi Nor hears vain words. The iorrows thou art in Are fl ight, or nothing, balhnc'd wirh thy fin: · • 1 Thy lips ,accufe the~, and thy foolilh tongue, To right thy felf, harh done eh' Almighty wrong.· !"!old back thine anfwer, lee thy RJwin; frre1m "'Find pailage to furround my fruitful Theam ; r11 raife my thoughts to plead my Makers cafe, And fpeak as flnll befit fo high a place: B-'hold, the A,lntigiuy's meek, as well as tl:ron~, Deftroys the wicked, rights the juft m:ms wrong, Mounts him to honour; ifbychance he fhay, Inftruds, and fbews him where he loft hi$ way : Ifhe remrr., his bleffings fhall encre~e, Crownin~ his ·oys with plenry and fweer peace: If nor, rh entailed fword fhall ne'r depart l!is ftained houfe; but pierce his hardned heart; Ah finful Job !1thefe plagues had never been, HadLl thoLt been gutltlefs f as tn0u hoa{l:s ) of fin ; . But thy pre9ud lips againft their Maker plead, And draw down heaps ofveng~ance on thy qead; Look to rhy felf, feek nor to unclerftand · The fecret caufes of th' Eternals hand; Let wifdom make the belt: of mifery, Know who inflicts ir, ask no n:afon why ; His will's beyond rhy reach, ana his DiYine - I An<ifacred kn"wl cdg, flr furpafferh thine. Ah ! rath ~r pra!fe him in hisworks, that lie (Wide open to the World) before thine eye; _ His meaner AB:(, Gur highefl: thoughts o'r-tops, He pricks cheClou~s, frills down the ra:nby drops; Who comprehencis the lightning, or, the. thunder ? • V/ho fees, whohears rhem, unamai. d Wlth_wonder! I My
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