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"And a redundant Harveft rife

"To cloath the teeming Ground.
"Now from your Duft awake,
"And burst into a Song ;

"Then fpurn the Earth, and mount the Skies

"In a triumphant Throng."

6 Thy Zion, LORD, believes

A Promife fo divine,

And looks thro' all her flowing Tears

To fee the Glory shine.

XC. The godly Man's Ark. Ifaiah xxvi. 20.

1 IT is my Father's Voice;

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And O! how fweet the Sound!
It makes my inmoft Pow'rs rejoice,
My trembling Heart rebound.

"Mark, the black Tempeft lours,
"And gathers round the Sky;

"Retire and fhun the fweeping Show'rs
"Of Indignation nigh.

"Come, my dear Children, come,
"And feek your Father's Arms;
"There is Shelter, there
your

your

"'Midst all thefe dire Alarms.

"Enter at his Command;
"Close in your Ark remain ;
"And wait the Signal of his Hand
"To call you forth again.

"The Moments to beguile,

"A chearful Song begin;

Home;

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"Nor let the roaring Thunders spoil
"The Harmony within.

"Ere long the Sky fhall clear,

"The Clouds be chas'd away,

"And Grace fhall fhine in Radiance fair
"Thro' an eternal Day."

XCI. Laying boid on GOD's Strength, that we may be at Peace with him.

Isaiah xxvii. 5.

1 THUS faith JEHOVAH, from his Seat, "Who fhall prefume my Wrath to meet? "What Rebel Men or Angels dare

"To wage with me unequal War?

2 "Close let the Thorns and Briars ftand,
"In thick Array on either Hand;
"Forth fhall my flaming Terrors fly;
"At once they kindle, blaze, and die.
3 "Prefumptuous Sinners, yet be wife,
"Ere this o'erwhelming Ruin rife;
"Your vain tumultuous Efforts cease,
"And feek in fuppliant Crouds for Peace."

4 Great GOD, we blefs the gentle Sound,
And bow fubmiffive to the Ground;
Thy proftrate Foes let Pity raise,
And form a People to thy Praife.

5 His thund'ring Storms are filent now;
Calm are the 'Terrors of his Brow,
Since Jefus makes the Father known,
Our Guardian Shield, our chearing Sun.

XCII. The divine Goodness in moderating Afflictions. Ifaiah xxvii. 8.

GREAT Ruler of all Nature's Frame,

We own thy Pow'r divine :

We hear thy Breath in ev'ry Storm,
For all the Winds are thine.

2 Wide as they sweep their founding Way,
They work thy fov'reign Will;
And, aw'd by thy majestic Voice,
Confufion fhall be still.

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4 Thy Mercy tempers ev'ry Blaft
To them that feek thy Face;
And mingles with the Tempeft's Roar
The Whispers of thy Grace.

5 Thofe gentle Whispers let me hear,
Till all the Tumult cease;
And Gales of Paradife fhall lull
My weary Soul to Peace.

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XCHI. GOD waiting to be gracious. Ifaiah

XXX. 18.

WAIT on the LORD, ye Heirs of Hope,
And let his Word support your Souls:
Well can He bear your Courage up,
And all your Foes and Fears controul.
2 He waits his own well-chofen Hour
Th' intended Mercy to difplay;

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And his paternal Bowels move,
While Wifdom dictates the Delay..
3 With mingled Majefty and Love
At length He rifes from his Throne;
And, while Salvation He commands,
He makes his People's Joy his own.

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Bleft are the humble Souls, that wait
With fweet Submiffion to his Will;
Harmonious all their Paffions move,.
And in the midst of Storms are ftill.

5 Still, till their Father's well-known Voice-
Wakens their Silence into Songs;

Then Earth grows vocal with his Praise,.
And Heav'n the grateful Shout prolongs.

XCIV. The different Views of good and bad Men, in
Times of public Danger. Ifaiah xxxiii. 14—17.

1 SEE, the Deftruction is begun,

And Heaps of Ruin fpread the Ground;
With hafty Strides it marches on,
And scatters Confternation round.

2 Sinners in Zion take th' Alarm,
The Hypocrites aftonifh'd cry,
Who with devouring Flames can dwell?
Who in eternal Burnings lie?

3 God's gracious Voice the Saint revives ;
How fweet the heav'nly Accents found!
"Dwell thou on high, my Child, (he fays):
"Where Rocks fhall guard thee all around.

4.

"There

4 *There fhall my Hand thy Wants fupply, Thy Water and thy Bread are fure; There fhall

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my Vifits make thee glad, "While these alarming Scenes endure. 5 "Then, led in joyous Triumph forth,

Thine Eyes the diftant Land fhall view, "Shall fee thy King in Beauty drest, " And share his royal Honours too.” 6 My Soul the Oracle receives, And feels its Energy to chear; A promis'd Heav'n, a prefent GoD Forbids my Grief, forbids my Fear.

XCV. GOD the Defence of his People from invading Enemies. Ifaiah xxiii. 21—23,

THE glorious LORD! his Ifrael's Hope!

How well He bears their Courage up!
How wide his faving Pow'r extends!
His princely Titles will we fing,
Our Judge, our Law-giver, our King,
He guards his Subjects as his Friends.
2. Around the Mountain where they dwell,
Lo, at his Word, new Waters swell,
To deluge the invading Foe!
Open'd by him that rules the Skies,
Mark the broad Rivers how they rife,

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And with what rapid Strength they flow!

To gain the well-defended Shores

In vain the Galley fpreads its Oars,

And the proud Ship her Sails difplays:
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