And fcaly Monsters, at thy Word,

Rufh thro' the Northern Sea.

PART V

XVI.

Thy Glories blaze all Nature round,

And strike the gazing Sight,

Thro' Skies, and Seas, and folid Ground,
With Terror and Delight.-

XVII.

Infinite Strength, and equal Skill,
Shine thro' the Worlds abroad,
Our Souls with vaft Amazement fill,
And speak the Builder GOD.

XVIII:.

But the fweet Beauties of thy Grace
Our fofter Paffions move;
Pity Divine in JESUS' Face
We fee, adore, and love,

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GOD's Abfolute Dominion.

I.

ORD, when my Thoughtful Soul surveys Fire, Air and Earth, and Stars and Seas, I call them all thy Slaves

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Commiffion'd by my Father's Will,

Poyfons fhall cure, or Balms fhall kill;

Vernal Suns, or Zephyr's Breath,

May burn or blast the Plants to Death

That sharp December faves ;

What can Winds or Planets boast

But a precarious Pow'r?

The Sun is all in Darkness loft,

Froft fhall be Fire, and Fire be Frost,
When he appoints the Hour.

II.

Lo, the Norwegians near the Polar Sky
Chafe their frozen Limbs with fnow,
Their frozen Limbs awake and glow,

The vital Flame touch'd with a strange Supply
Rekindles, for the Gop of Life is nigh;

He bids the vital Flood in wonted Circles flow.
Cold Steel expos'd to Northern Air,

Drinks the Meridian Fury of the Midnight Bear,
And burns th' unwary Stranger there.

III.

Enquire, my Soul, of antient Fame,

Look back two thousand Years, and see
Th' Affyrian Prince transform'd a Brute,
For boasting to be abfolute :

Once to his Court the GoD of Ifrael came.
A KING more abfolute than he.

I fee the Furnace blaze with Rage
Sevenfold I fee amidst the Flame
Three Hebrews of Immortal Name

They move, they walk across the burning Stage
Unhurt, and fearless, while the Tyrant ftood

A Statue; Fear congeal'd his Blood:

Nor did the raging Element dare

Attempt their Garments, or their Hair:
It knew the LORD of Nature there.
Nature, compell'd by a fuperior Cause,
Now breaks her own eternal Laws,
Now feems to break them, and obeys
Her Sov'reign King in different Ways.
Father, how bright thy Glories shine!
How broad thy Kingdom, how divine!
Nature and Miracle, and Fate, and Chance are thine.
IV.

Hence from my Heart, ye Idols, flee,

Ye founding Names of Vanity!

No more my Lips fhall facrifice

To Chance and Nature, Tales and Lies: Creatures without a GoD can yeld me no Supplies.

What is the Sun, or what the Shade,

Or Frofts, or Flames, to kill or fave ?

His Favour is my Life, his Lips pronounce me dead; And as his awful Dictates bid,

Earth is my Mother, or my Grave.

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Condefcending Grace.

In Imitation of the cxivth Pfalm.

1.

HEN the Eternal bows the Skies,
To vifit Earthly Things,

With Scorn divine he turns his Eyes
From Towers of haughty Kings;

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II.

Rides on a Cloud disdainful by

A Sultan, or a Czar,

Laughs at the Worms that rife fo high,

Or frowns 'em from afar;

III.

He bids his awful Chariot roll
Far downward from the Skies,

To vifit every humble Soul,
With Pleasure in his Eyes.

IV.

Why fhould the LORD that reigns above

Difdain fo lofty Kings?

Say, LORD, and why fuch Looks of Love Upon fuch worthless Things?

V.

Mortals, be dumb; what Creature dares

Difpute his awful Will?

Ask no Account of his Affairs,

But tremble, and be ftill.

VI.

Juft like his Nature is his Grace,

All Sovereign, and all Free;

Great GOD, how fearchlefs are thy Ways! How deep thy Judgments be!

The Infinite.

I.

OME Seraph, lend your heavenly Tongue,

Or Harp of Golden String,

That I may raise a lofty Song

To our Eternal King.

II.

Thy Names, how Infinite they be !

Great EVERLASTING ONE!

Boundless thy Might and Majefty,

And unconfin'd thy Throne.

III.

Thy Glories fhine of wondrous Size,
And wondrous large thy Grace;
Immortal Day breaks from thine Eyes,
And Gabriel veils his Face.

IV.

Thine Effence is a vaft Abyss,

Which Angels cannot found,

An Ocean of Infinities

Where all our Thoughts are drown'd.

V.

The Myfteries of Creation lie

Beneath enlighten'd Minds,

Thoughts

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