POETRY. AN HYMN, Composed on the Sca-Shore, during a Gale of Wind, Along the trackless margin of the sea, Far o'er th' accustom'd limits of the main, The boiling waves affright the watchful eye; The shelving sands oppose a slight barrier; But Ocean hears thy voice, and passes by! What power but thine, Almighty! thus could guide The wint'ry tempests, furious as they blow? What hand but thine arrest the hurrying tide, And teach the restless waters where to flow? What skill, Eternal Architect, but thine Could fix the boundary of the headlong surge; Or trace th unseen, irremeable line, That checks destruction on the dang'rous verge? A victim to th' o'erwhelming waves would fall; EDWARD, W. ON THE LATE AMIABLE AND PIOUS MRS. H. SHE gives her infant life, and yields her own! She saw the glories of her Saviour throne, 'Twas Jesus' bands that drew her hence away, To leave her babes, her friends, and kindred dear! To meet again the darkness of this sphere! In fond rememb'rance of her dying Lord! I stretch my boundless wishes from this ground, SERENA. Now the cold tomb my thoughts survey, By thee, my Lord, for ever blest; Ne'er did a tomb before receive So holy, so divine a guest! o'er the Remember our victorious Lord, How he has triumph'd grave! I'll sing his glorious victory, Now he ascends his native skies, There for my guilt he shews his side, And pleads his precious blood for me! Lord, in thy interceding pow'r, ON DEUT. XXXII. 2. OMNISCIENT God, whose jealous eye, Abhorring all iniquity, Searches the whole creation through, And ev'ry creature's thoughts can view! What well thou knowest, Lord, I own, Whither, ah! whither had I gone, By sad experience had I found But thou didst sov'reign power display Now then I would be thine alone, Teach me, O Lord, with jealous care, Printed by G. AuLD, Greville Street, London SUPPLEMENT TO THE EVANGELICAL MAGAZINE FOR THE YEAR 1806. MEMOIR OF THE LATE REV. THOMAS SAUNDERS. THE subject of this memoir was descended from an ancient and respectable family in Warwickshire. From a genealogical account, which is still preserved, it appears that Laurence Saunders, a faithful minister of Jesus Christ, who held the living of All-hallows, Bread Street, at the beginning of bloody Queen Mary's reign, was a branch of this family. At that dreadful period, this good man, with many others, became the object of persecution; and, after an imprisonment of fifteen months, was brought to the stake, and there witnessed a good profession*. A short account of this man of God, extracted from the Book of Martyrs, may not be unacceptable. Mr. Laurence Saunders was of a respectable parentage. He was educated at Eton College, and afterwards at King's College, Cambridge. He began to preach in the beginning of King Edward's reign, and was so acceptable, that he was appointed to read a divinity lecture in the College of Fothringa. This college being dissolved, he removed to Lichfield; after which, he resided, for a time, at Church Langton; from whence he was orderly called to the church in Bread Street. On Saturday, October 14, as he was riding to London, he was overtaken on the road by Sir John Mordaunt, a counsellor to Queen Mary, who entered into conversation with him, and found that he was determined, notwithstanding the proclamation against the protestant ministers, to preach the next day at his church. preached, unmolested, from 2 Cor. ii.; but, in the afternoon, he was In the morning of that day he seized by the officers of the Bishop of London, before whom he was carried, and charged with treason and heresy. Mr. Saunders was committed to prison, where he continued fifteen months; after which, he underwent several examinations, in which he defended the truths of the gospel against his adversaries with great ability. He was, at length, however, excommunicated, and delivered to the secular power. Shortly after, he was conveyed, by the Queen's guard, to the city of Coventry, where he was to be burned. man, who used to serve him with shoes, came to him, and said, "O When he arrived there, a poor my good master, God strengthen and comfort you!" To whom he replied, Good shoemaker, pray for me, for I am the unfittest man for this high office that ever was appointed to it; but my gracious God and dear Father is able to make me strong enough.' That night he spent in 4 E XIV. |