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4 Up to the pointed Mountains fly,
And gain the Confines of the Sky;
There shall ye meet celeftial Fire,
While Mountains melt before his Ire †.
5 Call on the rending Earth to fave,

And in its Center fearch a Grave;

The Judge fhall well difcern thee there,
And drag thee trembling to his Bar.
6 Deck thee around with Fraud and Lies,
And put on ev'ry fair Disguise;

Soon fhall thy painted Form be known
Amidst ten thousand of his own.

7 Gird thee in Arms his Wrath t' oppose,
And league with Millions of his Foes;
Soon would the Rebel-Band expire,
Like crackling Thorns amidst the Fire.
8 One only Way may yet be found;
Submiffive bow ye to the Ground;
His Cross a Refuge will afford

From all the Terrors of his Sword.

CCCXXXVIII. Humbling ourselves under GOD's mighty Hand. I Peter v. 6.

I BENEATH thy mighty Hand, O God,
Our Souls we proftrate low;
Shine forth with gentle radiant Beams,
That we thy Name may know.

2 Thy Hand this various Frame produc'd,
And still supports it well;

That Hand with Justice and with Ease
Might fmite their Souls to Hell.

3 Confcious of Meannefs and of Guilt,
We in the Duft would lie ;
Stretch forth thy condefcending Arm,
And lift the Humble high.

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5

So in the Temples of thy Grace

We'll fov'reign Mercy own,

And, when we fhine above the Stars,
Extol thy Grace alone.

The more Thou raife fuch finful Duft,
The lower would it fall;

For less than nothing, Lord, are we,

And Thou art All in All.

CCCXXXIX. The fame. For a Faft Day.

OUR Souls with Rev'rence, Lord, bow down,
Struck with the Splendors of thy Throne ;
Humbled, while in thy House we stand,
Beneath thy great tremendous Hand.

2 That Hand which bears the steady Pole,
While Nature's Wheels unwearied roll :
That Hand, which gives each Creature Food,
And fills the World with various Good.

3 That Hand, which pierc'd thy darling Son
To expiate Crimes that we had done :
That Hand, which scatters Grace abroad
To turn thy Foes to Sons of God.

4 But O! with what diftracted Rage
Have we prefum'd that Hand t' engage?

And,

And, while long Patience hath been shewn,
Struggled, to force thy Vengeance down!

5 Here might thy Wrath begin to flame,
And vindicate thine injur'd Name
Till the red Thunders of thy Hand

:

Had dealt Deftruction round our Land.

6 With humble Hearts our GoD we meet :
O raise the Suppliants at thy Feet!
And let that glorious Arm this Day
Embrace the Rebels it might flay.

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CCCXL. GOD's Care a Remedy for ours. 1 Peter v. 7:

HOW gentle GOD's Commands!

How kind his Precepts are!

"Come, caft your Burdens on the Lord,
"And truft his conftant Care."

While Providence fupports,

Let Saints fecurely dwell;

That Hand which bears all Nature up,

Shall guide his Children well.

3

Why should this anxious Load

Prefs down your weary Mind?

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Hafte to your heavenly Father's Throne,

And fweet Refreshment find.

His Goodness ftands approv'd
Down to the prefent Day;
I'll drop my Burden at his Feet,

And bear a Song away.

CCCXLI. Eftablishment in Religion from the GOD of all Grace. 1 Peter v. 10, 11.

I HOW rich thy Favours, GoD of Grace!

How various and divine!

Full as the Ocean they are pour'd,
And bright as Heav'n they shine.

2 He to eternal Glory to calls,

And leads the wond'rous Way
To his own Palace, where He reigns
In uncreated Day.

3 Jefus, the Herald of his Love,
Difplays the radiant Prize,

And fhews the Purchase of his Blood
To our admiring Eyes.

4 He perfects what his Hand begins,
And Stone on Stone he lays;
Till firm and fair the Building rife,
A Temple to his Praife.

5 The Songs of everlasting Years
That Mercy fhall attend,

Which leads, thro' Suff'rings of an Hour,
To Joys, that never end.

CCCXLII. The Circumftances of CHRIST's fecond
Appearing. 2 Peter iii. 11, 12.

1 MY waken'd Soul, extend thy Wings
Beyond the Verge of mortal Things;

See this vain World in Smoke decay,
And Rocks and Mountains melt away.

2 Behold

2 Behold the fiery Deluge roll

Tro' Heav'ns wide Arch, from Pole to Pole:
Pale Sun no more thy Luftre boast;
Tremble and fall, ye starry Hoft.

3 This Wreck of Nature all around,
The Angel's Shout, the Trumpet's Sound
Loud the defcending Judge proclaim,
And echo his tremendous Name.

4 Children of Adam, all appear
With Rev'rence round his awful Bar;
For, as his Lips pronounce, ye go
To endless Blifs, or endless Woe.
5 Lord, to mine Eyes this Scene difplay
Frequent thro' each revolving Day,
And let thy Grace my Soul prepare
To meet its full Redemption there.

CCCXLIII. The Importance of being prepared for CHRIST's fecond Appearing. 2 Peter iii. 14.

1 BEHOLD I come, (the Saviour cries) With winged Speed I come :

66 My Voice fhall call your Souls away

"To their eternal Home.

2 "Awake, ye Sons of Sloth, awake;
"Your vain Amusements cease,
"And ftrive with your united Pow'rs
"That ye be found in Peace.

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"Seize the bleft Hour with ardent Hafte,
"Nor flight this peaceful Word,
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