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Peace by such means so dearly bought, What rebel could have hoped to see?
Peace, by his injured Sovereign wrought, His Sovereign fasten'd to a tree.
Now, Lord, thy feeble worm prepare!For strife with earth and hell begins; Confirm and gird me for the war,
They hate the soul that hates his sins.
Let them in horrid league agree!
They may assault, they may distress; But cannot quench thy love to me, Nor rob me of the Lord my peace.
VI. WISDOM. Prw. viii. 22—31.
Ere God had built the mountains, Or raised the fruitful hills;
That feed the running rills;
When, like a tent to dwell in,
And swathed about the swelling
He wrought by weight and measure,
Myself the Father's pleasure,
Thus wisdom's words discover
Thy glory and thy grace,
Of our unworthy race!
Ere stars were seen above;
And died for us in love.
And couldst thou be delighted With creatures such as we,
And mystery divine!
VII. VANITY OF THE WORLD.
God gives his mercies to be spent;Your hoard will do your soul no good; Gold is a blessing only lent, Repaid by giving others food.
The world's esteem is but a bribe,
To buy their peace you sell your own;
The slave of a vainglorious tribe,
Who hate you while they make you known.
The joy that vain amusements give,
The honey of a crowded hive,
'Tis thus the world rewards the fools
She leads them blindfold by her rules,
God knows the thousands who go down
And with a long despairing groan
O fearful thought! be timely wise;
Delight but in a Saviour's charms. And God shall take you to the skies,
Embraced in everlasting arms.
VIII. O LORD, I WILL PRAISE THEE. Isaiah xii. 1.
I Will praise thee every day
Here, in the fair gospel-field,
Jesus is become at length
Praise ye, then, his glorious name,
Raise again the joyful sound,
IX. THE CONTRITE HEART. Isaiah lvii. 15.
The Lord will happiness divine On contrite hearts bestow;
I hear, but seem to hear in vain,
Insensible as steel;
To find I cannot feel.
I sometimes think myself inclined
To love thee, if I could;
Averse to all that's good.
My best desires are faint and few,
Thy saints are comforted, I know,
I therefore go where others go,
O make this heart rejoice or ache;
Decide this doubt for me;
And heal it if it be.
X. THE FUTURE PEACE AND GLORY OF THE CHURCH. Isaiah ix. 15—20.
Hear what God the Lord hath spoken,