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Our God a vaster praise will claim,
Where he unfolds his glories most.

Angels, who his great orders bear,
And
ye that guard the flaming throne,
Sweeping your golden harps, appear
Ardent to sound his high renown..

Fair unexhausted fount of day,
Bright trophies to thy Maker rear,
Thy broadest blaze is scarce a ray
Of what his boundless glories are.

Our God, palè empress of the night,,
Exacts his debt of praise from you ;
If faint your beams, yet they can write,
In fainting strokes his honors too.

Ye starry orbs, to whom 'tis giv'n,.
Night's dreary horrors to illume;

Praise him, who hung you in his heav'n, To cheer the silent solemn gloom..

Ye deeps, with all the wieldless race,
Peopling your wombs, his name adore;
Soft waft his praise, when smooth your face,,
But sound it when your billows roar..

Ye dragons of enormous size,
Can you your dreadful thanks forbear??
His fiery vengeance points your eyes,,
Your backs his shining liv'ry wear.

Lightnings, that round th' Eternal play,,
Thunders, that from his arm are hurl'd ;;'
Lectures of dreadful strain convey,
Breaking or blazing on the world..

Let moulded hail, let fleecy snow, Conspire to spread our God's renown ; Snows, you must waft it soft and slow, While hail in tempest bears it down.

Vapours, when you ascend the skies, Glitt'ring in splendors not your own; Let praise on your wet plumes arise, And send it upwards to the throne. Whirlwinds, that with tempestuous rage, Jehovah's dire commands fulfil ;

In this unbounded work engage, And loud and stormy be

your zeal.

Tall craggy rocks with lofty sound,
Publish your Maker's praise abroad;
And each inferior hill around,
In gentler echoes teach their God.

Praise him ye trees, with verdure crown'd, And hung with fruits of various die ;

From the low shrub that creeps the ground, To cedars waving in the sky.

Roar out his praise, ye beasts of prey,
Through all your dens in fiercer strains;
And let the tamer kine essay
His praises, as they graze the plains.

Ye birds of various-painted wing,
To praise attune your warbling throats;
Reptiles and insects aim to sing,
Tho' rude and artless be your notes.

Monarchs possess'd of boundless rule,
Vicegerents of th' Eternal King;

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Besides, there is no other sacrifice.
It's he, the Lord made mention of his name,
And did a Saviour from the womb proclain
A cov'nant to the people he was giv'n;
He is the Lord, that did come down from hea
Hearken to him, if righteousness you choos
There's none that loves him, he will e'er res
And sing, O harren, you that did not bear,
And ory aloud-your Saviour will you hear
Your Maker and your Husband is the same;
The Lord of Hosts, and Jesus is his name.
Sing, joyful sing, and let your trumpet bl
You that are ransom'd from the grave below.
Tell all around you, that you're come, for
And bid them, press them, that they to him
Choose the good part-like Mary be you fe
And, from his words, draw rich and heav
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Shall threescore years & ten of grief and p Make you to murmur, and always complaint Be it not so, if hopes are grounded well, That you with Jesus in the heav'ns shall de The road was crooked; you will sing with Had you gone straighter, you had passed by All troubles, ache and pains will then be d And enemies

nought to fea est food; only good.

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none but the redeem'd such pleasures know.

ll have a city then, not made with hands. throne of God within this city stands. ow and weariness you'll know no more; wickedness can never reach this shore. 'll then regale your souls with heav'nly show'rs;

then will walk in sweet and shady bow'rs; richest roses will your eye behold, finest palaces, o'erlaid with gold. richest king would envy your estate! Solomon himself was not so great.

Vhile you're in life, if God should from you fly,

sue him-follow him-and to him cryI'll find him near.

'Twas you that went

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With the vast empires you controul,
His praise in one loud concert sing.
Youth of the strong and feeble sex,
Just rising on the stage of life;
In this divinest duty mix,
With pleasing and immortal strife.
Ye sages, in your silver hairs,
With praises totter on to death;
And let the babe of tender years,
Stammer his God with weaker breath,
At once let Nature's ample round,
To God one vast thanksgiving raise;
His glories, bursting through all bound,
Fill up immeasurable space!

The CHRISTIAN.-A POEM.

ON God alone, through Jesus, cast your care: Keep nigh to him; 'twill save you 'twill save you from each

snare.

Jesus is strong, and can your burdens bear;
Jesus is good, to ease you of your care.
If you are rich, this man will let you know,
That he is God, from which true riches flow:
If you are poor, this Saviour will you feed ;
He once was poor-He loves his poor, indeed.
If you are sick, and would physician find ;
He knows what's good for body and for mind:

If
you are lame; he makes the lame to walk :
If you are dumb; he makes the dumb to talk.
When friends forsake you, Can you Jesus find;
He'll be your friend, when all the world's unkind:

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