Olney Hymns

3 So the calm, but faithlefs fea
(Lively emblem, world, of thee):
Tempts the shepherd from the fhore,
Foreign regions to explore. !

4 While no wrinkled wave is feen,
While the fky remains ferene,
Fill'd with hopes, and golden schemes,
Of a form he little dreams.

5 But ere long the tempeft raves,
Then he trembles at the waves;
Wishes then he had been wife,
But too late-he finks and dies.
6 Haplefs thus, are they, vain world,
Soon on rocks of ruin hurl'd,
Who admiring thee, untry'd,
Court thy pleafure, wealth, or pride.
7 Such a fhipwreck had been mine,
Had not Jefus (Name Divine !)
Sav'd me with a mighty hand,
And restor'd my foul to land.
8 Now, with gratitude I raise
Ebenezers to his praise;

Now my rash purfuits are o'er,
I can trust thee, world, no more.

C. The Enchantment diffolved..

ABLinded in youth by Satan's arts,
The world to our unpractis'd hearts
A flatt'ring profpect thows;

Our fancy forms a thousand schemes
Of gay delights, and golden dreams,
And undisturb'd repofe.

2 So in the defert's dreary wafte,
By magic pow'r produc'd in hafte,

(As ancient fables fay)

Castles, and groves, and music sweet,
The fenfes of the trav❜ller meet,
And ftop him in his way.

3 But while he liftens with furprise,
The charm diffolves, the vifion dies,
'Twas but enchanted ground:
Thus if the Lord our spirit touch,
The world, which promis'd us fo much,
A wilderness is found.

4 At first we start, and feel diftrefs'd,
Convinc'd we never can have rest
In fuch a wretched place;
But he whofe mercy breaks the charm,
Reveals his own almighty arm,

And bids us feek his face.

5 Then we begin to live indeed,
When from our fin and bondage freed
By this beloved Friend;
We follow him from day to day,
Affur'd of grace thro' all the way,
And glory at the end.