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CCXXV. Death and Eternity. i. A /IY thoughts, that often mount the 1V1 skies,
Go, search the world beneath;
2. The tyrant, how he triumphs here!
His trophies spread around!
3. These skulls, what ghastly sigures now!
How loathsome to the eyes!
4. But where the souls, those deathless things,
That lest this dying clay? My thoughts, now stretch out all your And trace Eternity. [wings,
5. O that unsathomable sea!
Those deeps without a shore!
6. Thus must we leave the banks of lise,
And try this doubtful sea;
n. There we shall swim in heav'nly blifs,
[8. Some hearty friend shall drop his tear
9. Thus shall our mould'ring members teach, ^v What now onr senses lear;i;
For dust and ashes loudest preach
§ CCXXVI. The Day of Judgment.
i. A/f Y waken'd soul, extend thy wings,
2. Behold the siery deluge roll
Through heav'n's wide arch from pole to Pale fun, no more thy lustre boast, [pole I Tremble and fall ye starry host!
3. This wreck of nature all around,
The angel's shout, the trumpet's sound
4. Lord, to my eyes this scene difplay,
.|- CCXXVII. Submission under AffiiBims.
2. The dear delights we here enjoy,
And sondly call our own,
3. 'Tis God that lifts our comsorts high•
Or sinks them in the grave;
4. Peace, all our angry passions then,
Let each rebellious sigh
Be filent at His fov'reign will,
j CCXXVIII, A Song os Praise to God srom Great-Britain.
NATURE with all her pow'rs shall
U- Begin to make bis glories known,
[3- All mortal things of meaner frame,
U- To him be facred all we have,
5 Yet mighty God, our seeble frame
-CCXXIX. A happy ResurreSim.
NO, I'll repine at death no "more:
2. Let worms devour my wasting flesh,
3. Break, facred morning, thro' the skies.
Cut short thehours,dear Lo Rd,and come,
[4. Our $eary spirits faint to see.
[5. Haste then upon the wings of love,
CCXXX. Vain Prosperity.
1. ^TO. I shall envy them no more, xNI Who grow prophanely great Tho' they increase their golden store,
Ard rile to wond'rous height.
2. They taste of all the joys that grow
Upon this earthly clod:
g. Shake off" the thoughts of dying too,
4. Yes, you must bow your stately head,
Away your spirit sties;
t. Go now, and boast of all your stores,
CCXXXI. Heaven invifible and holy.
I. ^^TOR eye has seen, noF ear has heard,
a-But the good Spirit of the Lord
3. Pure are the joys above the Sky,
And all the region peace;
4. Those holy gates sor ever bar
Pollution, sin, and shame;
5. He keeps the Father's book of lise,
There all their names are sound; The hypocrite in vain shall strive To tread the heavnly ground.
CCXXXII. Charity anuUncharitableness.
i. 1^1 OT different sood, or disPrent dress, JL^I Compose the kingdoms of our Lo Rd; But peace, and joy, and righteousness, Faith and obedience to his word.
2. When weaker Christians we despife,
For God the gracious and the wise
3. Let pride and wrath be banish'd hence,
f CCXXXHI. Jpaiont and Death undef FraviJence.
I: ^7 OT from the dust affliction grows,
2. As sparks break out from burning coals,
And still are upwards borne;
3. Yet with my God 1 leave my cause,
And trust flis promis'd grace;
^. Not all'the pains that e'er I bore
ICCXXXIV.' Felicity Above. .
i. '^1 O, 'tis in vain to seek sor bliss; JL'I For blifs can ne'er be sound, 'Till we arrive where Jesus is,
And tread on heav nly ground. ,
2. There's nothing round these painted Jkiesy
Or round this dusty clod;
3. 'Tis heav'n on earth to taste His love,
To seel His quick'ning grace; And all the heav'n I hope above
Is but to see His face.
CCXXXV. Sinai and Sion.
i \T^T' t0 tne terrors of the Load,
j. Behold th' innumerable host
4 Behold the blest assembly there.
J. The faints on earth, and all the dead
6. In fuch society as this,
My weary soul would rest;
CCXXXVI. Christ unseen and beloved.
#. ^~JOT with our mortal eyes
.t- On earth we want the sight
3. And when we taste Thy love,
Our joys divinely grow,
Unspeakable, like-thole above,
And heav'n begins below.
* CCXXXVII. Redeeming Love- 7s.
i. ^.TOW begin the heav'nly theme,
2. Ye, who see the Father's grace
3. Mourning souls, dry up your tears,
. See your guilt and curse remove,
4. Ye, alas! who long have been
5. Welcome all by sin oppress'd,
6. He fubdu'd th' insernal pow'rs,
.. Mighty in redeeming love.
7. Hither then your Music bring,
X CCXXXVIII. Lave end Hatred.
I. ^"JOW by the bowels of my God,
3r. Clamour, and wrath, and war, be gone; Envy and spite for ever cease; Let bitter words no more be known Amongst the faints the'fons of peace. 1 3. The spirit, like a peacesul dove,
Flies from the realms of noife and strife;
4. Tender and kind be all our thoughts,
t CCXXXlX. Motet to Youth.
1. ^C*TOW in the heat of youthful blood, x\! Remember your C* E A T Or, Gon; Behold, the months come hast'ni'ng on, When you shall fay, " My joys are gone!"
2. Behold, the aged finner goes,
3. The dust returns to dust again,
4. Eternal King, I sear Thy name,
§ CCXL Rising to Go J. 1. TV "TOW let our fouls on wings fublime
JL%[ Rise from the vanities of time;
Draw back the parting veil, and see.
The glories of eternity ! \ 2 Born by a new celestial birth, , Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at tranfitory toys,
So near to heav'n's eternal joys?
3. Shall ought beguile us on the road. When we are walking back to God? For stranger; into lise we come,
And dying is but going home!
4. Welcome sweet hour of full difcharge,
5. To dwell with God, to seel His love,
Is the young dawn of heav'n below.
CCXLI. Old Simeon's Song.
1. "rvlOW let tly servant die in peace, X/N From this vain world difmist; I've'seen thy great salvation, Lord,
And hasten to my rest.
2. Thy long expected grace, difclos'd
Befote the people's view, Hath prov'd thy love was constant still, And promifes were true. 3 This is the fun, whose chearing ray Thro' Gentile darkness spreads: Pours glory round thy chosen race, And blessings on their heads.