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PSALM LXXI. PARAPHRASED.
ON Tbee, Oh God! my hope relies:
To Thee my vows ascend :
When hostile storms impend.
Hast been my guard and guide ;
So oft in danger tried.
The rock of my defence!
And mock their vain pretence; “Away,” they cry," and trust no more,
“ For help from power divine ! “ The triumph of thy youth is o'er:
Thy hope in God resign! " Lo! He abhors thy riper age,
“ Which guilt and follies stain ;
Thy vows he shall disdain;"
And death's dark terrors spread !
Thy glories to display:
In my declining day!
'Till I thy power have shewn To all that breathe the vital air,
And ages yet unknown!
Restore me to the light;
To cheer my fainting sight;
To thrones of greatness raise:
My song shall hymo thy praise !
Ob, Thou! Oh, Israel's Holy One!
How shall my lips rejoice,
Join with the tuneful voice:
And her best powers employ;
Restor'd to endless joy!
The following Poems are from Herbert's Temple, noticed in our
A tithe purloined cankers the whole estate.
'Tis angels' music; therefore come not late;
When once thy foot enters the Church, be bare,
Kneeling ne'er spoiled silk stocking: quit thy state,
Resort to sermons, but to prayers most :
Praying's the end of preaching. O be drest :
A joy for it worth worlds
Let vain or busy thoughts have there no part:
Bring not thy plough, thy plots, thy pleasures thither.
All worldly thoughts are but thieves met together
The Sundays of man's life
Threaded together on Time's string,
Of the eternal glorious King.
More plentiful than hope.
My God, my God, why dost thou part from me,”
Recit. Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing his praise
With him may’st rise.
With all thy art.
Wbo bore the same.
Pleasant and long :
And make up our defects with his sweet art,
I got me flowers to strew thy way,
I got me boughs off many a tree;
And brought'st thy sweets along with thee.
Purge all my sins done heretofore,
Teach me, my God and King,
In all things Thee to see ;
To do it as to Thee,
Not rudely, as a beast,
To run into an action;
And give it its perfection.
That tarneth all to gold;
Cannot for less be told.
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ligion of the day,” in which Mr. A WRITER in the British Review, Richardson began his labours,(A.D. No. XXXVI. under the ostensible 1769.) This system was pronounced pretence of noticing " a brief me. by Archbishop Secker not "suffimoir of the late Rev. W. Richard ciently evangelical,” and the Archson, Sub-chanter of York Cathedral," bishop was followed in 1790 by has thought fit to dilate in no mea. Bishop Horsley, who, while he adsured terms, on the moral preaching mitted the improvement which had of the Clergy of the Established taken place, still spoke of “ the dry Church, No man is ignorant, that strain of moral preaching, too much the term moral preaching is now in use, and of the erroneous màxims used as a term of reproach, as a on which the practice stands," and designation of offence imputed to a which were not then“ sufficiently large body of the English Clergy: exploded.” It is not meant to dis , but the precise nature of the offence pute the judgment of Archbishop has not been ascertained, nor is it Secker, or of Bishop Horsley, whose likely to be defined in the pages of opinions are recited as authority by the British Review. Mention in the British Reviewer. But there is deed is made of “a cold and life, no presumption in counteracting the less system of ethics, little better assertions of an anonymous rethan the heathen instruction which viewer, or in asking, without any it superseded, and not always as reference to the preachers of a higher interesting as the ancient philosophy and a better class, whether they,