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$41. On the Eternity of the Supreme Being. Smart.

Hail, wondrous Being, who in pow'r su-
Exists from everlasting whose great name
in the hunan heart, and ev'ry atom
The Air, the Earth, or azure Main contains,
In undecypherd characters is wrote—
Incomprehensible 1 O what can words,
The weak interpreters of mortal thoughts,
Q: whatcan thoughts(tho' wild of wing they rove
Thro' the vast concave of th’ aethereal round)?
lf to the Heav'n of Heav'ns they wing their way
Adventorous, like the birds of night they're lost,
And delug'd in the flood of dazzling day. —
May then the youthful, uninspired Bard
Presume to hymn th' Eternal may he soar
Where Seraph and where Cherubim on hi
Resound th’ unceasing plaudits, and with them
In the grand chorus mix his feeble voice?
He may—if thou, who from the withess babe
Qrdainest honor, glory, strength, and praise,
Uplift th' unpinion'd Muse, and deign'st to assist,
Great Poet of the Universe! his song.
Before this earthly Planet wound her course
Round Light's perennial fountain; before Light
Herself 'gan shine, and at th' inspiring word
Shot to existence in a blaze of day;
Before “the Morning-Stars together sang,”
And hail'd Thee architect of countless worlds;
Thou art — All-glorious, All-beneficent,
All Wisdom and Omnipotence Thou art.
But is the aera of Creation fix’d
At when these worlds began? Couldaught retard
Goodness, that knows no bounds, from blessing
Or keep th’ immense Artificer in sloth
Avaunt the dust-directed crawling thought,
That Puissance immeasurably vast,
And Bounty inconceivable, could rest
Content, exhausted with one week of action:
No—in th' exertion of thy righteous pow'r,
Ten thousand times more active than the Sun,
Thou reign'd, and with a mighty hand compos'd
Systems innumerable, natchless all,
All stampt with thine uncounterfeited seal.
But yet (if still to more stupendous heights
The Museunblam'd her aching sense may strain)
Perhaps wrapt up in contemplation deep,
The best of Beings on the noblest theme
Might ruminate at leisure, scope iminense!
Th’Eternal Pow'r and Godhead to explore,
And with itself th’ Omniscient Mind replete.
This were enough to fill the boundless All,
This were a Sabbath worthy the Supreme :
Perhaps enthron'd amidst a choicer few
of spirits inferior, he might greatly plan
two prime Pillars of the Universe,
Creation and Redemption—and awhile
ause—with the gränd presentinents of glory,
Perhaps—but all's conjecture here below,
All ignorance, and self-plum'd vanity—
9Thou, whose ways to wonder at 's distrust,

Whom to describe's presumption (all we can,
And all we may), be glorified, be prais'd. [rish,
A day shall come when all this earth shall pe-
Nor leave behind ev'n Chaos; it shall cone,
When all the armies of the elements
Shall war against themselves, and mutual rage,
To make Perdition triumph; it shall come,
When the capacious atmosphere above
Shall in sulphureous thunders groan, and die,
And vanish into void; the earth beneath
Shall sever to the centre, and devour
Th’ enormous blaze of the destructive flames.
Ye rocks that mock the ravings of the floods,
And proudly frown upon th' impatient deep,
Where is yourgrandeur now? Yesoaining waves,
That all along th' immense Atlantic roar,
In vain ye swell; with a few drops suffice
To quench the inextinguishable fire?
Ye mountains, on whose cloud-crown'd tops the
Are lessen'd into shrubs, magnific piles,
That prop the painted chamber of the heavens,
And fix the earth continual; Athos, where?
Where, Tenerif, 's thy stateliness to-day ?
What, Ætna, are thy flames to these? No more
Than the poor glow-worm to the golden sun.
Nor .. the verdant valleys then remain
Safe in their meek submission; they the debt
Qf nature and of justice too must pay.
Yet I must weep for you, ye rival fair,
Arno and Andalusia; but for thee
More largely, and with filial tears must weep,
O Albion 'O my country! Thou must join,
In vain dissever'd from the rest, must join
The terrors of th’ inevitable ruin.
Northou, illustrious monarch of the day;
Nor thou, fair queen of night; nor you, ye stars,
Tho' million leagues and million still reinote,
Shall yet survive that day; ye must submit,
Sharers, not bright spectators of the scene.
But tho' the Earth shall to the centre perish,
Nor leave behind ev'n Chaos ; tho' the air
With all the elements must pass away,
Vain as an idiot's dream ; tho' the huge rocks,
That brandish the tall cedars on their tops,
With humbler vales must to perdition yield;
Tho' the gilt sun, and silver tressed-moon,
With all her bright retinue, must be lost :
Yet thou, Great Father of the world, surviv'st
Eternal, as thou wert. Yet still survives
The soul of man inmortal, perfect now,
And candidate for unexpiring joys.
He comes! he comes! the awful trump I hear;
The flaming sword's intolerable blaze
I see . He cones' th' Archangel from above.
“Arise, ye tenants of the silent grave,
Awake incorruptible, and arise :
From east to west, stom the Antarctic pole
To regions Hyperborean, all ye sons, -
Ye sons of Adam, and ye heirs of heaven—
Arise, ye tenants of the silent grave,
“ Awake incorruptible, and arise.”
'Tis then, nor sooner, that the restless mind
Shall find itself at home; and like the ark,
Fix'd on the mountain top, shall look aloft

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O'er the vague passage of precarious life;
And winds and waves, and rocks and tempests,
Enjoy the everlasting calm of Heaven : [post,
'Tis then, nor sooner, that the deathless soul
Shall justly know its nature and its rise: , .
"Tis then the humantongue, new-tun'd, shallgive
Praises more worthy the Eternal ear.
Yet what wecan, wequght;-and there fore Thou,
Purge Thou my heart, Omnipotent and good!
Purge Thoumy heart with hyssop, lest, like Cain,
I offer fruitless sacrifice, and with gifts
Offend, and not propitiate the Ador'd.
Tho' Gratitude were blest with all the powers
Her bursting heart could long for; tho' the swift,
The fiery wing'd Imagination soar'd
Beyond Ambition's wish—yet all were vain
To speak him as he is, who is ineffable.
Yet still let Reason thro' the eye of Faith
View him withfearful love; let ounce,
And Adoration on her bended knee,
With heav'n-directed hands, confess his reign,
And let the angelic, archangelic band,
With all the hosts of Heaven, cherubic forms,
And forms seraphic, with their silver trump
And golden lyres attend:—“For thon art holy,
“ For thou art one, th' Eternal. who alone
“ Exertsall goodness, and transcends all praise!"

§ 42. On the Immensity of the Supreme Being.

ONce more Idare to rouse the soundingstring,
The Poet of ny God—Awake, my glory,
Awake, my lute and harp-myself *ake.
Soon as the stately night-exploding bird
In lively lay sings welcome to the dawn.
List ye! how Naturewith ten thousandtongues
gins the grand thanksgiving, Hail, all hail,
Ye tenants of the forest and the field !
My fellow subjects of th' Eternal King,
I gladly join your matins, and with you
Confess his presence, and report his praise.
O Thou, who or the lambkin, or the dove,
When offer'd by the lowly, meek and poor,
IPrefer'st to o whole hecatomb, accept
"This mc,\n so. nor from thy treasure-house
Of glory immense the Orphan's mite exclude
What tho' the Almighty's regal throne be rais'd
High o'er yon azure Heaven's exalted dome,
§y mortaleye unkenn'd—where East nor West,
Nor South nor blustering North has breath to
Albeit Hethere with angelsandwith saints [biow;
Hold conference, and to his radiant host
Ev’n face to face stands visibly confest;
Yet know, that nor in presence or in power
Shines he less perfect here; 'tis man's dim eye
That makes th' obscurity. He is the same;
Alike in all his universe the same.
Whether the mind along the spangled sky
Measures her pathless walk, studious to view
The works of vaster fabric, where the planets
Weave their harmonious rounds, their march di-
Still faithful, still inconstant,to the sun; [recting
Or where the comet, thro’ space infinite

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Darts, like a javelin, to his distant goal; [vens
Or where in Heaven above, the Heaven of Hea-
Burn brighter suns, and lier planets roll
With satellites more glorious—Thou art there.
Or whether on the ocean's boisterous back
Thou ride triumphant, and withoutstretch'd arm
Curb the wild winds and discipline the billows,
The suppliant sailor finds Thee there, his chief,
His only help-When Thon rebuk's the storm,
It ceases—and the vessel gently glides
Along the glossy level of the calm.
O ! could I search the bosom of the sea,
Downthegreat depth descending, there thy works
Would also speak thy residence! and there
Would I, thy servant, like the still profound,
Astonish'd into silence muse thy praise!
Behold! behold ' th' unplanted garden round
Of vegetable coral, sea-flowers gay, [ton,
And shrubs of amber from the pearl pav'd bot-
Rise richly varied, where the finny race
n blithe security their gambols play:
While high upon their heads Leviathan,
The terror and the glory of the main,
His pastime takes with transport, proud to see
The ocean's vast dominion all his own.
Hence thro' the genial bowels of the earth
Easy may fancy pass; till at thy mines,
Gani or Raolconda, she arrive,
And from the adamant's imperial blaze
Form weak ideas of her Maker's glory.
Next to Pegu or Ceylon let me rove,
Where the rich ruby (deem'd by sages old
Of sov’reign virtue) sparkles ev'n like Sirius,
And blushes into flames. Thence will I go
To undermine the treasure-fertile womb
Of the huge Pyrenean, to detect
The agate and the deep-intrenched gem
Of kindred jasper—Nature in them both
Delights to play the minic on herself;
And in their veius she oft pourtrays the forms
Of leaning hills, of trees crect, and streams
Now steafing softly on, now thundering down
In desperate cascade, with flowers and test,
And o the living landskip of the vale :
In vain thy pencil, Claudio or Poussin.
Or thine, immortal Guido, would essay
Such skill to immitate—it is the han
Of God himself—for God himselfisthere.[vance
Hence with th' ascending springs let ine ad-
Thro' beds of magnets, minerals, and spar,
Up to the mountain's summit, there t' indulge
Th'ambition of the comprehensive eye,
That dares to call th' horizon all her own.
Behold the forest, and th' expansive verdure
Of yonder level lawn, whose smooth-shorn so:
No object interrupts, unless the oak
His lordly head uprears, and branching arms
Extends–Behold in regal solitude,
And pastoral magnificence, he stands
So simple, and so great, the under-wood
Of meaner rank an awful distance keep.
Yet Thou art there, y' God himself is there,
Ev’n on the bush (tho' not as when to Mioses

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Nathless conspicuous in the linnet's throat Is his unbounded goodness—Thee her Maker, Thee her Preserver chants she in her song; While all the emulative vocal tribe The grateful lesson learn—no other voice Is heard, no other sound—for, in attention Buried, ev'n babbling Echo holds her peace. Now from the plains, wheretheunboundedproGives liberty her utmost scope to range, [spect Turn we to yon inclosures, where appears Chequer'd variety in all her forms, Which the vague mind attract, and still suspend With sweet perplexity. What are yon towers, The work of laboring men and clumsy art, Seen with the ringdove's nest : On that tallbeech Her pensile house the feather'd artist builds— The rocking winds molest her not; for see With such due poise the wond’rous fabric's hung. That, like the compass in the bark, it keeps True to itself and stedfast ev'n in storms. Thou idiot, that asserts there is no God, View, and be dumb for ever— Go bid Vitruvius or Palladio build The bee his mansion, or the ant her cave— Go call Correggio, or let Titian come [cherry To paint the hawthorn's bloom, or teach the To blush with just vermillion— Hence away— Hence, ye profane! for God himself is here. Vain were th' attempt, and impious, to trace Thro' all his works th' Artificer Divine— And tho’ nor shining sun, nor twinkling star, Bodeck'd the crimson curtains of the sky; Tho' neither vegetable, beast, nor bird Were extant on the surface of this ball, Nor lurking gem beneath; tho' the great sea Slept in profound stagnation, and the air Had left no thunder to pronounce its Maker; Yet man at home, within himself. Inight find The 1)eity immense, and in that frame, So fearfully, so wonderfully made, See and adore his providence and power— I see, and I adore – O God inost bounteous! 0 infinite of goodness and of glory, [Thee: The knee that thou hast shap'd shall bend to The tongue which thon hast tun'd shall chant thy praise; And thine own image, the immortal soul, Shall consecrate herself to Thee for ever.

$43. On the Omniscience of the Supreme Being. Smart.

Arise, divine Urania, with new strains To hymn thy God! and thou, immortal Fame, Arise and blow thy everlasting trump 2 All glory to the Omniscient, and praise, And power and domination in the height ! And thou, cherubic Gratitude, whose voice To pious cars sounds silverly so sweet, . Come with thy precious incense, bring thy gists, And with thy choicest stores the altar crown Thou too, my heart, whom He, and He alone Who all things knows, can know, with love reRegenerate, and pure, pour all thyself [plete,

A living sacrifice before his throne ! And may th' eternal, high, mysterious tree, That in the centre of the arched heavens [branch Bears the rich fruit of knowledge, with some Stoop to my humble reach, and bless my toil | When in mily mother's womb conceal’d I lay, A senseless embryo, then my soul thou knew st; Knew'st all her future workings, every thought, And every faint idea yet unform'd. When up the imperce Stible ascent Of growing years, led . thy hand, I rose, Perception's gradual light, that ever dawns Insensibly to-day, thou didst vouchsafe, And taught me by that reason thou inspir'dst, That what of knowledge in my mind was low, Imperfect, incorrect, —in Thee is wondrous, Uncircumscrib'd, finsearchably profound, And estimable solely by itself. [brutes, What is that secret pow'r that guides the Which Ignorance calls instinct! "Tissrom Thee; It is the operation of thine hands, Immediate, instantaneous; 'tis thy wisdom That glorious shines transparent thro' thy works. Who taught the pye, or who forewarn'd the jay, To shun the deadly nightshade: Tho' the cherry Boasts not a glossier hue, nor does the plum Lure with more seeming sweets the amorous eye, Yet will not the sagacious birds, decoyed By fair appearance, touch the noxious fruit. They know to taste is fatal; whence, alarm'd, Swift on the winnowing winds they work their way, Go to, proud reasoner, philosophic man, Hast thou such prudence, thousuch knowledge? Full many a race has fall'n into thesnare [–No. Of meretricious looks, of pleasing surface; And oft in desart isles the famish'd pilgrim, By forms of fruit, and luscious taste, beguil'd, Like his forefather Adan, eats and dies. For why? his wisdom on the leaden feet Of slow Experience, dully tedious, creeps, And comes, like vengeance, after long delay. The venerable sage, that nightly trims The learned lamp, t' investigate the powers Of plants medicinal, the earth, the air, And the dark regions of the fossil world, . Grows old in following what be ne'er shall find ; Studious in vain till haply at the last He spies a mist, then shapes it into mountains, And baseless fabrics from conjecture builds. While the domestic animal, that guards At midnight hours his threshold, is oppress'd By sudden sickness, at his inaster's feet Begs not that aid his services might claim, But is his own physician, knows the case, And from th’ cometic herbage works his cure. Hark! from afar the feather'd matron * screaus, And all her brood alarins ! The docile crew Accept the signal one and all, expert, In th’ art of Nature and unlearn'd deceit: Along the sod, in counterfeited death, Mute, motionless they lie ; full well appriz'd That the rapacious adversary's near “The Hen Turkey. D But But who inform'd her of th' approaching danger? Who taught the cautious mother, that the hawk Was hatch'd her foe,and liv'd by her destruction : Her own prophetic soul is active in her, And more than human providence her guard. When Philomela, ere the cold doulain Of crippled Winter 'gins t advance, prepares Her annual flight, and in some poplar shade Takes her melodious leave, who then 's her pilot : Who points her passage thro' the pathless void "To .. from us remote, to us unknown : Her science is the science of her God. Not the magnetic index to the North Eer ascertains her course, nor buoy, nor beacon: She, Heaven-taught voyager, that sails in air, Courts nor coy West nor Fast, but instant knows What Newton or not sought, or sought in vain". Illustrious name ! irretrapable proof Of man's vast genius, and the soaring soul! Yet what wert thou to Ilim, who knew his works Before creation form'd then, long before He measur'd in the hollow of his hand Th’ exulting ocean, and the highest heavens He comprehended with a span, and weigh'd The nighty mountains in his golden scales; Who shore supreme, who was himself the light, Fre yet Refraction learn'd her skill to paint, And bend athwart the clouds her beauteous bow. When Knowledge at her father's dread coinmand Resign'd to Israel's king her golden key, O ! to have join'd the frequent auditors In wonder and delight, that whiloun heard Great Solomon descanting on the brutes. O ! how sublimely glorious to appl To God's own honor, and good-will to man, That wisdom he alone of men possess'd In plenitude so rich, and scope so rare. . How did he rouse the pumper'd silken sons Of bloated Ease, by placing to their view The snge industrious Ant, the wisest insect, And best occonounist of all the field ! Tho' she presurnes not by the solar orb To measure times and seasons, nor consults Chaldean calculations, for a guide ; Yet, conscious that December's on the march, Pointing with icy hand to Want and Woe, She waits his dire approach, and undismay’d Receives him as a welcome guest, prepard Against the churlish Winter's joi. For when as yet the favorable Sun Gives to the genial earth th' enlivening ray, Not the poor suffering slave, that hourly toils To rive the groaning earth for ill-sought gold, Endures such trouble, such fatigue, as she While all her subterraneous avenues, [ineet And storm-proof cells, with managinent snost And unexampled housewifery she forms: Then to the field she hies, and on her back, 13urdeh immenst she bears the cunbrous corn. Then many a weary step, and many a strain, §. many a grievous groan subdu'd, at length P the huge hill she hardly heaves it home,

* The Longitude.

Nor rests she here her providence, but nip-
With subtle tooth the grain, lest from her gar
In mischievous fertility it steal,
And back to day-light vegetate its way.
Go to the Ant, thou sluggard, learn to live,
And by her wary ways reform, thine own.
But if thy deaden'd sense, and listless thought
More charing cvidence demand ; behold,
Where yon pollucid populous hive presents
A yet uncopied model to the world !
"I'liere ...] in the reflecting glass
\lay read himself a fool. The clienist there
May with astonishment invidious view
His tosis outdone by each plebeian bee,
Who, at the royal mandate, on the wing,
From various herbs, and from discordant flowers,
A perfect harmony of sweets compounds.
Avaunt, Conceit Ambition, take thy flight
Back to the Prince of vanity and air :
O ! 'tis a thought of energy most piercing; [force
Form'd to make pride grow humble ; form'd to
Its weight on the reluctant mind, and give her
A true but irksome image of herself.
Woeful vicissitude when man, fallen man,
Who first from Heaven.from gracious God himself
Learn'd knowledge of the brutes, must know, by
brutes -
Instructed and reproach'd, the scale of being;
By slow degrees from lowly steps ascend,
;And trace Omniscience upwards to its spring :
Yet murnur not, but praise—for tho' we stand
Of many a godlike privilege amerc'd
By Adam's dire transgression; tho' no more
Is Paradise our home, but o'er the portal
Hangs in terrific pomp the burning blade;
Still with ten thousand beauties bloom the earth,
With pleasures populous,andwith riches crown'd.
Still is there scope for wonder and for love
lov'n to their last exertion—showers of blessing:
Far inore than human virtue can deserve,
Or hope expect, or gratitude return.
Then, O ye people, O ye sons of men,
Whatever be the color of your lives,
Whatever portion of itself his wisdom
Shall deign to allow, still patiently abide,
And praise him more and more; norcease to chant
“All glory to th’ Omniscient, and praise,
“And pow'r, and domination in the height!
“And thou, cherubic Gratitude, whose voice
“To pious cars sounds silverly so sweet,
!Conse with thy precious incense,bringthy gifs,
“And with thy .. stores the altar crown."

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Grand music of Omnipotence, the isles! Tis thy terrific voice, thou God of power,



Tis thy terrific voice; all nature hears it,
Awaken'd and alarin'd; she feels its force;
In every spring she feels it, every wheel,
And overy movement of her vast machine.
Behold! quakes Apennine; behold recoils
Athos; and all the hoary headed Alps
Leap from their bases at the god-like sound.
But what is this, celestial tho' the note,
And proclamation of the reign supremue,
Compard with such as, for a mortal ear
Too great, amaze the incorporeal worlds?
Should Ocean to his congregated waves
Call in each river, cataract, and lake,
And with the wat'ry world down a huge rock
Foil headlong in on horrible cascade,
Twere but the echo of the parting breeze,
When zephyr faints upon the lily's breast;
Twere but the ceasing of some instrument,
When the last lingeting undulation
Dies on the doubting car, if nain'd with sounds
So mighty! so stupendous ! so divine !
But not alone in the aerial vault
Does He the dread theocracy maintain;
For of, enragd with his intestine thunders,
He harrows up the bowels of the earth,
And shocks the central magnet—Cities then
Totter on their foundations, stately columns,
Magnific walls, and heaven-assau ting spires.
What tho' in haughty eminence erect
Stands the strong citädel, and frowns defiance
Qn adverse hosts; tho' many a bastion jut
Forth from the rampart's elevated mound ;
Wain the poor providence of human art,
And mortal strength how vainl while underneath
Triumphs his mining vengeance in th' uproar
Qishatter'd towers, riven rocks, and mountains,
With clamor inconceivable uptorn,
Andhuridadown th'abyss. Sulphureous pyrites
Rursting abrupt from darkness into day,
With din outrageous and destructive ire,
Augment the hideous tumult, while it wounds
sh aflictive ear, and terrifies the eve, [felt,
And rends the heart in twain. Twice have we
w ithin Augusta's walls, twice have we felt
Thy threaten’d indignation: but even Thou,
laconsid Omnipotent, art gracious ever;
|||} -oodress infinite but mildly warn'd us,
W oth mercy-blended wrath; O spare us still,
Not send more dire conviction! We confess
That thou ar. He th' Almighty : we believe.
For at thyrighteous power whole systems quake;
For at thy nod tremble ten thousand worlds.
Hook: on the wing'd whirlwinds rapid rage,
Which is and is not in a noment—hark:
On th hunicane's tempestuous sweep he rides
Invincible, and oaks, and pines, and cedars,
And forests are no more. For, conslict dreadful :
The West encounters East, and Notus meets
on his career the Hyperborean blast.
The lordly hons shuddering seek their dens,
And fly like timorous deer, the king of birds,
Who lard the solar raw, is weak of wing,
ênd faints and falls,andáies;—whileHe supreme
$od stedfast in the centre of the storm.
Wherefore ye objects terrible and great,

Ye thunders, earthquakes, and ye fire-fraught
Offell volcanos, whirlwinds, hurricancs, [wombs
And boiling billows, hail! in chorus join
To celebrate and magnify your Maker,
Who yet in works of a minuter Inould
Is not less manifest, is not less mighty.
Survey the magnet's sympathetic love
That woos the yielding inveille; contemplate
Th’ attractive amber's power, invisible
Ev’n to the inental eye; or when the blow
Sent from th' electric sphere assaults thy frame,
Show me the hand that dealt it ! —Bailed here
By his Omnipotence, Philosophy
Slowly her thoughts inadequate revolves,
And stands, with all his circling wonders round
Like heavy Saturn in th' ethereal space [her,
Begirt with an i:icxplicable ring.
f such the operations of his power,
Which at all seasons and in every place
(Rul’d by establish'd laws and current nature)
Arrest th' attention; who, oh who shall tell
His acts miraculous when his own decrees
Repeals he, or suspends; when by the hand
Of Moses or of Joshua, or the mouths
Of his prophetic scers, such deeds be wrought,
Before th' astonish'd sun's all-seeing eye,
That faith was scarce a virtue. Need I sin
The fate of Pharoah and his numerous i.
Lost in the reflux of the wat'ry walls,
That melted to their fluid state again
Need I recount how Samson's warlike arm,
With more than mortal nerves was strung, t'o'er-
Idolatrous Philistia? Shall I tell [throw
How David triumph'd, and what J ob sustain'd?
—But, O supreme, unutterable mercy!
O love unequall'd, mystery immense, [.
Which angels long to unfold! 'tis man's redem-
That crowns thy glory, and thy power confirms;
Confirms the great, o uncontroverted claim.
When from the Virgin's unpolluted womb
shone forth the Son of Righteousness reveal’d,
And on benighted reason pour'd the day;
“Let there be peace!" he said, and all was calm
Amongst the warring world—calm as the sea
When, “Q be still, ye boisterous winds !” he
And not a breath was blown, nor murmur heard.
His was a life of miracles and might,
And charity and love, ere yet he taste
The bitter draught of death, ere yet he rise
Victorious o'er the universal foe,
And death, and sin, and hell in triumph lead.
His by the right of conquest is mankind,
And in sweet servitude and golden bonds
Were tied to him for ever. —O how easy
is his ungalling yoke, and all his burden?
'Tis ecstasy to É. Him, blessed Shepherd'
His flocks shall follow thro' the Inaze of life,
And shades that tend to day-siring from on high;
And as the radiant roses, after fading,
In fuller foliage, and more fragrant breath
Revive in smiling spring, so shall it fare
With those that love him—for sweet is their so-
And all Fternity shall be their spring, svor.
Then shall the gates and everlasting doors,

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