11. Therefore beware in any wise, Keep well your Watch alway: Be fure of Oil within your lamp, Let not your light decay. 12. For me, tho' death may my cloak, fnatch My body, into duft; Yet I am fure to have a Soul, When Death hath done his worst. 13. And tho' I leave a little duft, That's fcatter'd all abroad, I fhall receive it fafe again, When God fhall fee it good. 14. For my Preferver, I am fure, Doth live for evermore, And fitteth high upon the heav'ns ; For whom I hunger fore, 15. Ev'n as the Deer, with deadly wounds Efcaped from the spoil, 16. Of whom I hope to have a crown R. S. 2. And tho' it bring rebuke, And make you kiss the Crofs, Yet is it a reward To all that fuffer lofs: And walk the perfect Way, of 1. ce 355. The Lord's-day, Rev. i. THE HE fev'ral Sundays of stands ope, 3. Or elfe give tears to drown them as they grow; In you Redemption measures all my days, And equal to the wound the plaifter lays: You taught the Book of life my name, that fo, Whatever future fins fhould me mif call, With gifts more plentiful than hope. Your first Acquaintance might dif 2. This day my deareft Saviour rose, credit all. 357. Holy Communion. way of Nourishment and ftrength, O Lord, thou creep'ft into my breaft; But they, to meet Sin's force and art, 1. G 358.. Ive me my captive Soul, or 2. Before that fin turn'd flesh to flone, Our innocent duft to Heaven. go, As from one Room t'another. Which 361. Whitfunday. fong, My chief Good! O my chief Good! How shall I measure out thy Blood? tell. Liften, fweet Dove! unto my And spread thy golden wings on me, Hatching my tender heart fo long, Till it get wing, and fly with Thee. 2. Where is that fire, which once defcended On thy Apostles? thou didst then Keep open house, richly attended, Feafting all comers by twelve Men. 3. Lord! tho' we change, thou art the fame, The fame fweet God of love and light; Reftore this Day, for thy great Name, To its ancient mirac'lous Right. 3. But now thou doft thyself immure and clofe 'I 364. Mattins. Can't fo much as ope my eyes, catch My Morning-foul and facrifice : 5. Teach me yet more thy love to know, That this newLight which now I fee, May both the works and Workman show, A Ladder prove to climb to Thee. 1. TE 365. Each me, my GOD and King, In fome one corner of a feeble Heart; | And what I do in any Thing, Where yet both fin and Satan, thy old foes, Do pinch and ftreighten thee in thy fmall part. 4. I fee the World grows old! when as the heat Of thy great Love once spread, it in an Urn Now clofeted, from fin's chill doth retreat, 2. To do it as for Thee! To fcorn the Senfes,' fway, While still to thee I tend : Nothing so small can be, But draws, when acted for thy fake, Till it return with juftice and all 4. If done t'obey thy laws, burn. Ev'n fervile Labours fhine; Hallow'd is toil, if this the cause, The meaneft Work divine. "Y Lord! what have I brought This Day! have I discharg'd the 3. Who did leave his Father's throne, 4. He fo far thy Good did plot, Which this day's Favours did beget? But wild-fire to my troubled Mind. 4. In Darkness, as thy Ebony box, That is theGale,and this the harbour; 6. Can a man have space of breath I. "A 368. ND art thou griev'd, * fweet facred Dove, When I am four, and cross thy love? Griev'd for a worm, which when I tread, I 2. pafs away and leave it dead? But to my God's too; he doth groan. Weep, foolish heart! and weeping 3. Still if I wail not, (still to wail, Nature denies, and flesh would fail) Lord, pardon! for the Son makes good My want of tears with Store of I. Blood. Loft and undone for Aid ! flee, 2. Eter |