Senfe far above the reach of mortal verfe IV. Nor is this conført only kept above, But earth, and all the faithful here, are join'd, They, thro' all nations, own thy glorious Name, And, every where, the great Three-one proclaim; Thee, Father of the world, and us, and him, Who must mankind, whom thou did❜st make, redeem, Riddle to baffled knowledge, and philosophy, And all, but the strong wings of faith, that eagle's tow'r V. Bleft JESU! how fhall we enough adore, [ing flight: Or thy unbounded love, or thy unbounded pow'r? Thou art the Prince of heav'n, thou art the Almighty's heir, Thou art th' eternal Offspring of th' eternal Sire: Hail Thou, the world's Redeemer; whom to free From bonds of death, and endless mifery, Thou thought'ft it no disdain to be Inhabitant of low mortality : Th' Almighty thought it no difdain To dwell in the pure virgin's fpotlefs womb, There did the boundless Godhead, and whole heav'n find Thy Thy felf the off'ring, altar, prieft, and God: To purchase and redeem our mortgag'd heav'n and happiness : Thither, when thy great work on earth had end, And hell, with all its powers, captive led, Thou didst again triumphantly afcend: There doft thou now, by thy great Father fit on high, With equal glory, equal majefty, . Joint-ruler of the everlasting monarchy. VI. Again, from thence, thou shalt with greater triumph come, When the last trumpet founds the genʼral doom: And lo! thou com'ft, and lo! the direful found does make Thro' death's wide realm mortality awake: And lo! they all appear And all receive th' unalterable sentence there. Stop, stop thy flaming wrath, too fierce to be withstood, Free denizens of heaven, of the immortal state. VII. Guide us, O Saviour! guide thy church below,, Safe, Safe, under thee, we shall to the wish'd heav'n move, Conftant, as time does thy fix'd laws obey, With these, we sleep, and rest invite : And thus we spend our breath, and thus we spend our days. And never cease to fing, and never cease to praise. VIII. While thus each breast, and mouth, and Within our hearts let no ufurping luft be found, To break thy laws, or break our peace, Conftant as our own hope and trust on thee: Never, O Lord, desert our cause : With rushing ruins all about us hurl'd, And face wide-gaping hell, and all its flighted pow'rs defy. PA PARAPHRASE on Micah vi. 6, 7.. By a young Lady. I. Herewith fhall I approach this awful Lord? What facrifice Will not fo great a Deity defpife? Tell me you lofty fpirits that fall down, O tell me how, Or wherewithal fhall I before my own and Maker bow? Will Carmel's verdant top afford No equal offering? Ten thousand rams: a bounteous prefent 'tis, your dread When all the flocks upon a thousand spacious hills are Will streams of fragrant oil his wrath controul? Or the more precious flood Of my dear firft-born's blood, [his. Compound for all my debts, and make a full atonement for my foul? II. If not, great God, what then doft thou require ? My youth, with all its blooming heat, My mufe, and ev'ry raptur'd thought to thee I dedicate. 'Tis fit the product of that facred fire Shou'd to its own celestial orb retire, And all my darling vanities My fav'rite vice and all, Among the reft promifcuously fhall fall. No more the fond beloved fin I'll spare, Than the great patriarch wou'd have done his heir. Is a fincere, entire, and early facrifice. The The CORONET. By Mr. Marvell. 7HEN for the thorns, with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, WHEN My Saviour's head have crown'd, I feek with garlands to redress that wrong; About the flow'rs difguis'd does fold, Tho' fet with skill, and chosen out with care. PARAPHRASE on Cant. vii. 11. By a young Lady. Co I. OME, thou moft charming object of my love, Let's to the peaceful shades and springs remove, II. What are the trifles that I leave behind? I've more than all the valu'd world in thee, Where |