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Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear Friend,
Asham'd of Jesus! Yes, I may,
Till then (nor is the boasting vain)
The UNKNOWN WORLD.
Verses occasioned by hearing a Pass Bell. HARK! my gay friend! that solemn toll Speaks the departure of a soul. 'Tis gone! that's all, we know not where, Or how th'un bodied soul does fare. In that mysterious world, none knows, But God alone-to whom it goes ; To whom departed souls return, To take their doom---to smile or mourn. Oh! by what glimmering light we view The unknown world we're hastening to ! God has lock'd up the mystic page, And curtain'd darkness round the stage. We talk of Heaver, we talk of Hell; But what they mean--no tongue can tell ! Heaven is the realm where angels are ;
And Hell,—the chaos of despair But what these awful words imply, - None of us know before we die !
This hour, perhaps, our friend is well, Death-struck the next, he cries-farewell! I die ! And then; for ought we see, Ceases at once to breathe and be !
Thus, launch'd from life's ambiguous shore,
Perhaps they watch us tho' unseen.
his marvellous decrees;
To serve God here, shall see him there :
The moment that I leave this clay ? How sudden the surprise! how new ! -Let it, my God, be happy too!
The DYING CHRISTIAN to his SOUL.
BY MR. POPE.
Trembling, hoping, lingóring, flying;
Oh the pain, the bliss of dying !
Hark, they whisper; Angels say;
Steals my senses shuts my sight,
With sounds seraphic ring :
O Death ! where is thy stiog?
The PHILOSOPHER'S RELIGION described.
BY DR. STEARNS.
Always resisting, at all times,
To get to be a perfect man ;.
THE LORD's PRAYER.
“Our Father, God, in heav'n above,
Nor let our souls in error stray.
THE GREAT JUBILEE, Of which the Jubilee under the Law was a Figure. AIL, glorious DAY ! from ancient times foretold ! Thou day of Heav'n's eternal Jubilee, Ordaind of God to set poor captives free ! Great day, for which all other days were made ! Which God well pleas'd foresaw, when he survey'd Man by rebellion, ruin'd, lost, undone, Redeem'd, restor'd by Jesus Chirst, his Son. Thou day of God, prefigur'd by the law; And which the prophets at a distance saw: The grandeur of thy scenes I would proclaim, If God would touch my lips with heay’nly fiame: To me, O God, the leained's tongue impart ; Direct my fancy, and inspire my heart. Fix'd by the Great Eternal's firm decree, Thy date is wrapt in awful mystery : So far remote that day, conceal'd from view Its hidden periods, and its wonders too, That men impiously traduce, blaspheme, And count th' Important Day a fictious dreana: Assist me, Faith, Hope, Charity, divine, I prize your aid, let all your virtue shine. Teach me that hidden period to explore, When sin, and pain, and death shall be no more, When Christ shall over all his foes prevail, Ard spoil the powers of darkness, death and hell. Then shail Creation own his sovereiga sway, And ev'ry creature willingly obey. Ezch knee shall bow, and ev'ry tongue shall swear, While beav'n and earth his right to reign declare. To all mankind it shall be testified, In that due time the Saviour for them died, All things in him shall then reheaded be, All own him Lord, and bow the suppliant knee. All reconcild to God, his love shall know, Wheiher in heav'n above, or earth below. The YEAR OF JUBILEE shall then become. And all the Saviour purchas'd shall come hone