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And taught my soul the grosser sins to hate,
And in transgression's ways to take no rest. Shall I this feeble knowledge then despise ! Or praise my God, and all his goodness prize ? O praise the Lord, my soul, for this and all
His mercies manifest in riper years : When farther favor'd with His gracious call,
To know, to feel, and to lament with tears Thy fallen state-His voice to Jesus led Thy feeble steps, and banish'd fear and dread. How many streams unite to swell the sea
Of mercy, boundless as the God of Love ! His Word..-His Ministers—His Spirit-He
To sinners freely gives, that they may prove His gracious promise, ever to receive All who to Jesus come, that they may live. Therefore, my children, by the written Word,
Try every inward and external call; Prove men and doctrines, whether they accord :
By this criterion, let them stand or fall. Be it through life, your resolution fix’d, To search the soul-converting,sacred text. Next to his Word, his Ministers revere ;
His ordinances constantly attend :
, That Satan's fiery darts you may repel :
Be sure, temptations will beset your road,
If ye sincerely strive to 'scape from hell. Yet, still proceed-on Jesu's grace depend His promise, pow'r, and love, will keep you to
A M E N.
On reading the Rev.Mr. James Brown's Pam
phlet, on the RESTITUTION OF ALL THINGS. HAIL kindred spirit, so alike to mine ! Methinks we shall eternally entwine : Or, if we part to spread the glorious flame, Wide as creation's bounds ; yet, there, the same Shall bind us as irrevocably one, One in the Saviour, the Eternal Son. Oh, were our Missionaries* all agreed, Like thee to sow the heav'nly gospel seed; The wiser Braminst in the Indian land, Could not from reason right, their words with
stand, But with the Greenlanders, I would all obey, Own the sweet sound, & chant the heav'nly lay. High as the heav'ns, and deep as hell they'd cry, Wide as time past, and broad as to time come ;
* Mr. Browy was late a Missionary from the Society for propagating the Gospel in foreign parts, and Chaplain of the Britishi Garrison at Savannah, Georgia.
† Eternal damnation has been a doctrine preventing their accession to the faith. They believe just the contrary ; viz. the Universal Restoration.
# All the Greenlanders are now added to Christianity.
For all in these, the Saviour deigned to die !
T. MR. WINCHESTER, On hearing his Introductory Lecture on the Pro
phecies. HAPPY the man commission'd from above, To teach the world JEHOVAH's boundless love ; His universal kingdom to proclaim, And spread abroad the Saviour's matchless fame. Hear it, ye mortals ! with unbounded joy, And let this grand event your noblest pow'rs employ
Enlarge my pow'rs, my God, to comprehend,
nal rest. Lord, thou hast said Surely, I quickly come.' Amen, so come, Lord Jesus, take us home,
A FAVORITE HYMN.
COMPOSED BY MR. THORLEY.
O FOR a sweet inspiring ray
To animate our feeble strains,
The blissful realms where Jesus reigns.
Adoring saints and angels fall; And with delightful worship own,
His smiles their bliss, their heaven, their all. Immortal glories crown his head,
While sounding Hallelujah's rise, And love, and joy, and triumph spread,
Through all the regions of the skies. He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs
To boundless rapture while they gaze; 'Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues
Resound his everlasting praise.
The UNIVERSAL CONCERT.
PRAISE to the Lord who arch'd the sky,
Is the sweet sound that wakes my tongue ; Praise to the Lord who dwells on high, Shall finish the delightful song.
Bright heav'ns above, your Builder's name Resound though ev'ry shining coast;