LYRIC. 0 Now let the. Lord for ever reign, And sway us as he will, Sick, ovin health, in ease or pain, We are his favourites still. 7 No more shall peevish passion rise, The tongoe.no more complain; 'Tis sov'reign love that lends ourjoys, And love resumes again. The Lan, and Gospel. POEIVIS. i `° CURST be the man, for ever curst, That doth one wilfulsin commit ; Death and damnation for the first, Without relief and infinite." 2 Thus Sinai roars; and round the earth. Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings; But Jesus, thy dear gasping breath, And Calvary, say gentler things. h Pardon,and grace,and boundless have, Streaming along a Saviour's blood, And life, and and crownsabove, Dear-purchas'd by a bleeding God. 4 Hark,howheprays,(thecliarminensound Dwells on hisdying lips) " Forgive:' And every groan, and gaping wound, Cries, " Father, let the rebels live." S Go, you that-rest upon the law, And toil, and seek salvation there, Look to the flames that Moses saw, And shrink, pnd- tremble, and despair. 6 But I'll retire beneath the cross, Saviour, at thy dear feet I lie ;. And the keen sword that justice draws, Flaming and red, shall pass me by. Seeking a divine Cabe in a restless World. OMens, que stabili fata regis vice, &c. Casimire Book III. Od. 28. 1 ETERNAL mind, wbo rul'st the fates Of dying realms, and rising states, With one unchang'd decree, While we admire thy vast affairs, Say, can our little trifling cares, Afford a smile to thee. 2 Thou scatterest honours, crowns, and gold; We fly to seize, and fight to hold The bubbles and the oar: So emmets struggle for a grain; So boys their petty wars maintain For shells upon the shore. 3 Here a vain man his sceptre breaks, Thenext a broken sceptre takes, And warriors win and losé; This rolling world will never stand, Plunder'd and snatch'd from hand to hand, . As power decays or grows. 4 Earth's but an atom: Greedy swords Carve it amongst athousand lords, And yet they can't agree Let greedy swords still fight and slay,. I can be poor; but, Lord, I pray To sit and smile with thee. 249 Happy Frailty. .1 " HOW meanly dwells th' immortal mind ! How vile these' bodies are! Why was a clod of earth riesign'd 'r' inclose a heav'nly star. ? 2 Weak cottage where our souls reside! This flesh a tott'ring "wall ; With frightful breachesgapmg wide The building bends to fall. 3 All round it storms of troi:ble blow, And waves of sorrow roll; Cold waves and winter's storms beat through, And pain the tenant soul. 4 "Alas! how frail our state!" said L; And thus went mourning on, Till sudden from the cleavingsky A gleam of glory shone. 5 My soul felt all the glory come, And breath' d ber native air ; Then she remember'd heav'n her home And she a pris'ner here. 6 Straight she began to change ber key, And joyful in her yams, She sung the frailty of her clay In pleasurable strains. 7 " How weak the pris'n is where I dwell! Flesh but a tott'ring wail; The breaches cheerfully £mete], The house must shortly fall. 8 No more, myfriends, shall I complain, Tho' all my heart- strings ache ;' Welcome disease, and every pain, That makes' the cottage shake. 0 Now let the tempest blow all round, Now swell the surges high, And beat this house of bondage down, To let the stranger fly. 10 I have a mansion built above By the eternal hand ; And should the earth's old basis move, My heav'nly house must stand. 11 Yes, for 'tis there my Saviour reigns, (I long to see the God) And his immortal strength sustains, The courts that cost hi:n blood." 12 Hark, from on high my Saviour calls: " I come, my Lord, my love:" Devotion breaks the prison walls, And speeds my last remove. Launching into Eternity. t IT was a brave attempt ! adventurous be, [known sea, Who in the first ship broke the un- And leaving his dear native shores be-, hind, Trusted his life to the licentious wird I see the surging brine: the tempest raves: [waves,' He on a pine plankrides across the Exulting on the edge of thousand gaping graves :
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