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The fhines of heaven rush sweetly in

At all the gaping flaws :·

Vifions of endless blifs are feen;
And native air she draws.

O may these walls ftand tottering ftill,
The breaches never clofe,

If I muft here in darkness dwell,
And all this glory lofe!

Or rather let this flesh decay,
The ruins wider grow,

Till glad to see th' enlarged way,
I ftretch'd my pinions through.

THE UNIVERSAL HALLELUJAH.

Pfalm cxlviii. Paraphras'd.

RAISE ye the Lord with joyful tongue,

PRAIS

Ye powers that guard his throne;

Jefus the Man fhall lead the fong,

The God infpire the tune.

Gabriel, and all th' immortal choir
That fill the realms above;
Sing; for he form'd you of his fire,
And feeds you with his love.

Shine to his praife, ye crystal skies,
The floor of his abode,

Or veil your little twinkling eyes
Before a brighter God.

Thou

Thou reftless globe of golden light,
Whose beams create our days,
Join with the filver queen of night,
To own your borrow'd rays.

Blush and refund the honours paid
Το your inferior names:

Tell the blind world, your orbs are fed
By his o'erflowing flames.

Winds, ye fhall bear his name aloud
Through the ethereal blue,

For when his chariot is a cloud,
He makes his wheels of you.

Thunder and hail, and fires and storms,
The troops of his command,
Appear in all your dreadful forms,

And speak his awful hand,

Shout to the Lord, ye furging feas,
In your eternal roar ;

Let wave to wave refound his praise,
And shore reply to shore :

While monsters sporting on the flood,

In fcaly filver fhine,

Speak terribly their Maker-God,

And lafh the foaming brine.

But gentler things shall tune his name

To fofter notes than these,

Young zephyrs breathing o'er the ftream, Or whispering through the trees.

Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines,

To him that bid you grow:
Sweet clusters, bend the fruitful vines
On every thankful bough.

Let the fhrill birds his honour raise,
And climb the morning-sky ;

While groveling beasts attempt his praise
In hoarfer harmony.

Thus while the meaner creatures fing,
Ye mortals, take the found,

Echo the glories of your king,
Through all the nations round.

Th' Eternal Name must fly abroad

From Britain to Japan;

And the whole race fhall bow to God,

That owns the name of man.

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Ye ftand upon a dreadful steep,

And all beneath is hell :

Your weighty guilt will fink you deep,
Where the old ferpent fell.

When iron flumbersbind your flesh,
With ftrange furprize you'll find
Immortal vigour fpring afresh,

And tortures wake the mind!

Then you'll confefs, the frightful names
Of plagues you scorn'd before,
No more fhall look like idle dreams,
Like foolish tales no more.

Then shall ye curse that fatal day,
(With flames upon your tongues)
When you exchang'd your fouls away
For vanity and fongs.

Behold the faints rejoice to die,

For heaven fhines round their heads; And angel-guards, prepar'd to fly, Attend their fainting beds.

Their longing fpirits part, and rise

To their celeftial feat;

Above thefe ruinable skies

They make their laft retreat.

Hence, ye prophane, I hate your ways,
I walk with pious fouls;

There's a wide difference in our race,
And diftant are our goals.

7

The

The LAW given at SINA I.

ARM thee with thunder, heavenly Mufe,

And keep th' expecting world in awe ;

Oft haft thou fung in gentler mood
The melting mercies of thy God;
Now give thy fiercest fires a loose,
And found his dreadful law:
To Ifrael first the words were fpoke,
To Ifrael freed from Egypt's yoke,
Inhuman bondage! The hard galling load
Over-prefs'd their feeble fouls,

Bent their knees to fenfelefs bulls,
And broke their ties to God.

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Now had they pass'd th' Arabian bay,

And march'd between the cleaving fea;

The rifing waves ftood guardians of their wondrous way, But fell with most impetuous force

On the purfuing fwarms,

And bury'd Egypt all in arms,

Blending in watery death the rider and the horfe :

O'er ftruggling Pharaoh roll'd the mighty tide,
And fav'd the labours of a pyramid.

Apis and Ore in vain he cries,

And all his horned Gods befide,

He swallows fate with fwimming eyes,
And curs'd the Hebrews as he dy'd.

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