'Tis an immortal honour this, 'tis | 2. Obey thy Parents, and thy Ruler's true; laws; Despair not ftill, this may be faid of Never rebel, but fuffer in God's You; Ev'n thee, my foul, in the tremend-3. ous Day Cause. Be meek and patient, humble, sober, chaste : When the load Trump fhall raise our In these good Ways be constant to scatter'd clay. the laft. 2. God never fure empty'd all pleasures here, Referving nothing for his Lovers there : To tafte the best things first he ne'er defign'd, Yea juft to tafte, then leave them here behind. Whatever then we think of future Blifs, There's more in't furely, than we think there is. Me -523: Father, here I love to come, God of grace, who haft re- Safely home to dwell with thee, ftor'd Thine Image unto me, Which by my Sins was quite defac'd; What shall I render thee? 2. Thine Image and Infcription, Lord, Upon my Heart I bear : ́ Thine own I render unto thee, O God, my God moft dear. 3. O! was I born first from beneath, And then born from above? Am I a child of Man and God? O rich and endless Love! 4. When I had broke the Tables, Lord, New Tables thou didst hew, And with thy Finger didit engravé Thy Laws on them anew. Bove the reach of Mifery. Here I love to come and fee, Jeju, what you did for me, When you bled upon the Tree. Here I love to be a guest At the great tremendous Feaft, Here I love to come and fue What I humbly hope from you, Pardon, Grace, and Glory too. 2. I'll trust my great Phyfician's fkill, What he prefcribes can ne'er be ill: For each Disease he knows what's fit, He's wife and good, and I fubmit. No longer will I grieve or pine: Thy Pleasure 'tis; it fhall be mine." 3. Thy Med'cine puts me to great fmart, You that have fafted, you that pray'd,Thou wound'ft me in the tender'st Great treasures too to Heav'n con Part, But 'tis with a design to cure; With what was neareft to my Heart, 5 me. He left true Bliss and joy above, But ftill wish I had still to give. |