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s If ask'd, what of Jesus I think?
Tho' ftill my best thoughts are but poor,
I :ay, he's my meat and my drink,
My life, and my ftrength, and ny store ;
My Shepherd, my Husband, my Friend,
My Saviour from fin and from thrall;
My hope tron beginning to end,
My portion, my Lord, and my All.
XC. The Foolish Virgins * Chap. XXV. I,
WHEN, descending from the sky,
The Bridegroom shall appear,
And the folemn midnight cry
Shall call profeffors near,
How the found our hearts will damp !
How will shame o'erfpread cach face !
If we only have a lamp,
Without the oil of gracei
2 Foolish virgins then will wake,
And seek for a fupply ;
But in vain the pains they take
To borrow or to buy :
T'ben with those they now despiser
Earnestly they'll with to share ;
But the best among the wise
Will have no oil to spare.
3 Wise are they, and truly blest,
Who then shall ready be !
But despair will seize the rest,
And dreadful mifery :
Once they'll cry, we scorn to doubt,
Tho' in lies our trust we put ;
Now our lamp of hope is out,
The door of mercy shut.
* Book III. Hymn 72.
4. If they then presuine to plead,
“ Lord, open to us now;
We on earth have heard and pray'd,
And with thy faints did bow:"
He will answer from his throne,
“ Tho' you with my people mix'd,
Yet to me you ne'er were known;
Depart, your doom is fix'd." 5 O that none who worship here
May hear that word, Depart!
Lord, impress a godly fear
On each profeffor's heart :
Help us, Lord, to search the camp,
Let us not ourselves beguile ;
Trufting to a dying lamp,
Without a Itock of oil.
XCI. Peter finning and repenting.
Chap. xxvi. 73
: W'HEN Peter boasted, soon he fell,
Yet was by grace restor'd; His cafe should be regarded well
By all who fear the Lord. 2 A voice it has, and helping hand,
Backsliders to recall; And cautions those who think they stand,
Left suddenly they fall.
3 He said, “Whatever others do,
With Jefus I'll abide ;"
Yet loon amidst a murd'rous crew
His fuff'ping Lord deny'd.
4 He who had been fo bold before,
Now trenibled like a leat ;
Not only lyd, but curs'd and swore,
To gain the more belief.
5 While he blasphem'd, he heard the cock,
And Jesus look'd in love ;
At once, as if by lightning struck,
His tongue forbore to move.
6 Deliver'd thus from Satan's soare,
He starts, as from a sleep;
His Saviour's look he could not bear,
But hasted forth to weep.
7 But sure the faithful cock had crow'd
A hundred times in vain,
Had not the Lord that look bestow'd,,
The meaning to explain.
8 As I, like Peter, vows have made,
Y et acted Peter's part ;
So conscience, like the cock, upbraids
My base, ungrateful heart.
9 Lord Jesus, hear a finner's cry,
My broken peace renew;
And grant one pitying look, that I
May weep with Peter too.
MARK. XCII. The legion diffbefed. Chap. v. 18. 19:* 'L Egion was my name by nature,
Satan rag'd within my breast;
Never misery was greater,
Never finner more poffefs'd:
Mischievous to all around me,
To myielf the greatest foe ;
Thus I was, when Jesus found me,
Fill'd with madness, fin, and woe. 2 Yer in this forlorn condition,
When he came to set me free,
1 reply'd to my Physician,
66 What have to I do with thee?"
But he would not be prevented,
Rescu'd me agaioit my will;
Had he staid till I confented,
I had been a captive Itill.
3." Satan, tho' thou faia wouldlt háve it,
Know, this soul is none of thine ;
I have shed my blood to fave it,
Now I challenge it for mine *:
Tho'it long has the resembled,
Henceforth it thall me obey.”
Thus he fpoke, while Satan trembled,
Gnath'd his teeth, and fled away. 4 Thus my trantic foul he healed,
Bid my fins and sorrows cease;
“ Take, said he, my pardon sealed,
I have lav'd thee, go in peace :"
Rather take me, Lord, to heaven,
Now thy love and grace I know;
Since thou bait my lips forgiven,
Why should I remain below!
5 " Love, he said, will fweeren labours,
Thou haft fomething yet to do ;
Go and tell your friends and neighbours
What my love has done for you:
Live to maniteit my glory,
Wait for heav'n a little space ;
Sinners when they hear thy story,
Will repeat and feek my tace.”
XCIII The Ruler's Daughter raised.
Chap. v. 39.-42.
COuld the creatures help or ease us,
Seidom thould we think of prag'r;
Few, it any, come to Jesus,
Till reduc'd to felt-despair:
Long we either flight or doubt him,
But when all the means we try
Prove we cannot do without him,
Then at last to him we cry.
2 Thus the ruler when his daughter
Suffer'd much, tho' Chrift was nigh,
Still deferr'd it, till he thought her
At the very point to die :
Tho'he mourn'd for her condition,
He did not intreat the Lord,
Till he found that no physician
But himselt could help afford.
3 Jesus did not once upbraid him,
That he had no sooner come;
But a gracious answer made him,
And went straitway with him home :
Yet his faith was put to trial
When his servants came, and said,
“ Tho' he gave thee no denial,
'Tis too late, the child is dead." 4 Jesus, to prevent his grieving,
Kindly spoke and eas'd his pain; “ Be not fearful, but believing, Thou shalt fee her live again :" When he found the people weeping, • Cease, be laid, no longer mourn; For she is not dead, but fleeping,”
Then they laughed him to fcorn. 5 O thou meek and lowly Saviour,
How determin'd is thy love!
Not this rude unkind behaviour,
Could thy gracious purpose move :
Soon as he the room had enter'd,
Spoke, and took her by the hand;
Death at once his prey surrender'd,
And the liv'd at his command.