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Was there nothing but a manger
Did they thus affront their Lord?
Soft my child; I did not chide thee,
And her arms fhall be thy guard.
Yet to read the shameful story,
How the Jews abus'd their King, How they ferv'd the Lord of glory, Makes me angry while I fing.
See the kinder fhepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky!
Where they fought him, there they found him,
See the lovely babe a-dreffing;
Lovely infant, how he fmil'd!
When he wept, the Mother's bleffing
Sooth'd and hufh'd the holy child.
Lo, he flumbers in his manger,
Where the horned oxen fed;
Peace, my darling, here's no danger,
Here's no ox a-near thy bed.
*Here you may use the words, Brother, Sifter,
Neighhour, Friend, &c.
'Twas to fave thee, child, from dying,
May't thou live to know and fear him,
I could give thee thoufard kiffes,
VERSES on reading Mr. Watts's Poems, facred
to Piety and Devotion
To Mr. Watts, on his Poemis
To Mr. Watts, on reading his Horæ
To Mr. Watts, on his Divine Poems
The Penitent pardoned,
Hymn of Praise for three great Salvations,
Death and Eternity,
Sun, Moon and Stars, praise ye the Lord,
Young Men and Maidens, &c. praise ye the Lord, 92
Flying Fowl, &c, praise ye the Lord,
The Comparison and Complaint,
God fupreme and self-sufficient,
Jefus the only Saviour,
Chrift dying, rifing, and reigning,
The God of Thunder,
The Day of Judgment, in English Sapphic,
The Song of Angels above,
Fire, Air, Earth and Sea, praise ye the Lord,