1 Unclouded beauty to the sight, 6 Her part in those fair realms of bliss, 7 LORD! shall the breathings of my heart Confirm my hope, that, where thou art, 8 Then shall my cheerful spirit sing And rise on faith's expanded wing STEELE. 538 C. M. Abridge 201. David's 186. 1 TORD! I am pain'd, but I resign 2 Dark are the ways of providence, 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, Lest the o'erburden'd heart should break 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears 5 [How shall I glorify my GoD, Damp'd is my vigour while this clod 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand DR. WATTS. 539 C. M. Windsor 247. London 180. For a Time of general Sickness. 1 DEATH, with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms : In awful state he takes the field, 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, 3 With cruel force he scatters round While the grave waits its destin'd prey, (12 Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail ; Eternal life is your reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 What tho' his darts, promiscuous hurl'd, And heaps of putrid carcasses 6 The arrows that shall wound your flesh,' 7 These with a gentle hand he throws, But heavenly strength supports their souls, 8 Joyful they stretch their wings abroad, Unclouded beauty to the sight, 6 Her part in those fair realms of bliss, Nor can they rest below. 7 LORD! shall the breathings of my heart Confirm my hope, that, where thou art, 1. 8 Then shall my cheerful spirit sing STEELE. 538 C. M. Abridge 201. David's 186. Complaint and Hope under great Pain. 1 LORD! I am pain'd, but I resign 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, 2 Dark are the ways of providence, 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, Lest the o'erburden'd heart should break 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears While every groan my Father hears, 5 [How shall I glorify my GoD, 6 Is not some smiling hour at hand DR. WATTS. 539 C. M. Windsor 247. London 180. For a Time of general Sickness. 1 DEATH, with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms: In awful state he takes the field, 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, 3 With cruel force he scatters round C While the grave waits its destin'd prey, 13 Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail; Eternal life is your reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 What tho' his darts, promiscuous hurl'd, Deal fatal plagues around; And heaps of putrid carcasses O'erload the cumber'd ground; 6 The arrows that shall wound your flesh, 7 These with a gentle hand he throws, But heavenly strength supports their souls, 8 Joyful they stretch their wings abroad, To the fair palace of their Gon,, And mansions in the skies. LEECH. 540 (1st P.) S. M. Harborough 142. Stoke 207. Submission under Affliction. 1 DOST thou my profit seek, And chasten as a friend? O GOD! I'll kiss the smarting rod, 2 Dost thou thro' death's dark vale The future good will make amends 3 LORD! I would not repine poleic a If the chastisement comes in love, BEDDONE. 540 (2d P.) 8s. Limefield 94. New Jer. 230. For a Sick Chamber, Written when deprived by Sickness of attending Public Worship.it .. 1 THE fabric of nature is fair, |