5 Nor vintage, harvest, flocks, nor herds,
Can fill the heart's desire;
And oft a worm destroys our gourds,
And all our hopes expire.

6 Domestic joys, alas! how rare! Possess'd, and known by few!

And they who know them find they are As frail and transient too.

7 But you, who love the Saviour's voice,
And rest upon his name,
Amidst these changes may rejoice,
For he is still the same.

8 The Lord himself will soon appear, Whom you, unseen, adore;

Then he will wipe off ev'ry tear, you shall weep no more.

And

No. III.

EBENEZER:

A MEMORIAL OF THE UNCHANGEABLE GOODNESS OF GOD, UNDER CHANGING DISPENSATIONS.

No. 1.

Written on February 12, 1775,-the Twenty-fifth Anniversary of our Marriage.

THE LORD GAVE,

1 For what this day recalls to mind,
My praise to God is due;

How

many blessings he design'd

To give, in giving you.

2 When hateful, hating, and forlorn,
In Afric's wilds I stray'd;

His hand secur'd my safe return,
But you the mean was made.

3 How little, then, could be foreseen
My path in future life;

But he prepar'd each following scene,
By making you my wife.

4 The happy day that join'd our hands,
(Sweet prelude to his grace,)

More firm in my remembrance stands,
Than if engrav'd in brass

5 But, ah! my heart, by sin betray'd, (How painful is the thought,) Soon, of the gift, an idol made, The Giver soon forgot!

6 How justly might some sudden turn
Have parted us again;
And left my guilty soul to mourn
In agony and pain!

7 But, though we both, and chiefly 1,
For good have render'd ill,
His mercy hath been always nigh,
His hand preserves us still.

8 With mutual love, and peace, and health, And friends, we have been blest;

And, if not, what the world calls, wealth,
We have enough possess'd.

9 From place to place, from year to year, The Lord has been our guide;

Our sure resource in time of fear,
When all has fail'd beside.

10 Thus, five and twenty years, the sun
Has trod his annual path;

And we apace are posting on
To meet the stroke of death!

11 Sure none a happier life have known,
Than our's, thus far, has been;
But, could we covet, now 'tis gone,
To live it o'er again?

12 Like chequer'd cloth, the warp with love
And comfort has been spread;
But cares and crosses interwove,
Have furnish'd half the thread.

13 Yes! even we, who so much joy,
So much endearment know,

Have found that something will annoy,
And tarnish all below!

14 Yet ev'ry cross a mercy is,
A blessing every thorn,

That tells us, here is not our bliss,
We were for nobler born.

15 That I am her's, and she is mine,
Invites my feeble lays;

But, Saviour, that we both are thine,
Demands my highest praise.

16 With thee, dear Lord, who rulest all,
The wise appointment lies,
To which of us the lot must fall,
To close the other's eyes!

17 Then all our intercourse while here,)
(How happy, and how kind!)
Will like a fleeting dream appear,
Which leaves no trace behind.

18 Prepare us, ev'ry day we live,
For that important hour;

And when, at length, it shall arrive,
Support us by thy pow'r.

19 Who first departs, may thy kind smile
Strengthen, with joy to go;

And the survivor reconcile
To stay awhile below.

20 Then, may it seem of little weight,
Which of us goes before;
Assur'd that we shall shortly meet
To part again no more.

21 Oh! with what wonder, joy, and praise,
Our souls shall then review

The snares, and mercies, of the ways,
We were conducted through!

No. 2.

Written on December 15, 1791, the first Anniversary of her Dismission from this State of Sin and Sorrow.

THE LORD HATH TAKEN AWAY. BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD.

2 CORINTHIANS, i, 3, 4.

Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.

1 LORD! she was thine, and not my own,
Thou hast not done me wrong;

I thank thee for the precious loan
Afforded me so long.