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SOVEREIGNTY and GRACE,
HE Lord ! how fearful is his name ! THE
How wide 'is his command ! Nature, with all her moving frame,
Rests on his mighty hand.
And light his awful robe ;
He manages the globe.
Can swell or fink the seas;
Or break them as he please.
In all their shining forms,
And pities inortal worms.
In sweet compassion move ;
And sway us as he will,
We are his favourites still,
No more shall peevish paflion rise,
The tongue no more complain ; 'Tis sovereign love that lends our joys,
And love resumes again.
The L AW and GOSPEL.
CURST be the man, for ever curst,
“ Death and damnation for the first, 6 Without relief and infinite.”
Thus Sinai roars; and round the earth Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings; But, Jesus, thy dear gafping breath, And Calvary, fay gentler things. “Pardon, and grace, and boundless love, “ Streaming along a Saviour's blood, " And life, and joys, and crowns above, “ Dear-purchas’d by a bleeding God.” Hark, how he prays, (the charming found Dwells on his dying lips) “ Forgive !" And every groan, and gaping wound, Cries, “ Father, let the rebels live."
Go, you that reft upon the law,
But I'll retire beneath the cross :
Seeking a divine Calm in a restless World.
“ O Mens, quæ stabili fata Regis vice, &c."
Casimire, Book III. Od. 28.
TERNAL mind, who rul'st the fates
Of dying realms, and rising states,
Afford a smile to thee?
Thou scatterest honours, crowns, and gold :
The bubbles and the oar :
For Mells upon the shore.
And warriors win and lose ;
As power decays or grows.
Earth 's but an atom : Greedy swords
And yet they can't agree :
HAPPY FRAIL TY.
OW meanly dwells th’immortal mind !
“ How vile these bodies are ! " Why was a clod of earth design'd
“ T'enclose a heavenly star? “ Weak cottage where our souls reside!
“ This flesh a tottering wall; “ With frightful breaches gaping wide
“ The building bends to fall. “ All round it storms of trouble blow,
“And waves of sorrow roll; “ Cold waves and winter storms beat through,
“And pain the tenant-soul. “Alas ! how frail our state !" said I:
And thus went mourning on,
A gleam of glory shone.
And breath'd her native air;
Straight Straight she began to change her key,
And joyful in her pains,
In pleasurable strains.
“ Flesh but a tottering wall, “ The breaches chearfully foretel,
“ The house must shortly fall. “ No more, my friends, shall I complain,
“ Though all my heart-strings ake; « Welcome disease, and every pain,
“ That makes the cottage shake. “ Now let the tempest blow all round,
“ Now swell the surges high, " And beat this house of bondage down,
“ To let the stranger fly. * I have a manfion built above
“ By the Eternal Hand; “ And thould the earth's old basis move,
My heavenly house must stand. “ Yes, for 'tis there my Saviour reigns,
“ (I long to see the God) “ And his immortal strength suitains
" The courts that cost him blood." Hark, from on high my Saviour calls :
“ I come, my Lord, my Love :” Devotion breaks the prison-walls,
And speeds my last remove.
L A UN