Ver. Yea, double vengeance on them lies Who''gainlt the light rebel; Shall have the hottest hell. S O N G XV. Where nuw we see him not; To thrust bim from our thought. Forgetful of his face ; Memorials of his grace. With his own flesh and blood; And tastes the love of God. 'Tis to prepare a place, For ever near his face. S O N G XVI. Christ tbe Way. John xiv. 1,-6. *L ET net your hearts within you grieve, Nor greatly troubled be; In, by, and thorough me. Where many mansions are I would have told you fair. you; There take you with me too. 4 Thus where I'm bound you know; and may Well understand the road; S O N G XVII. Godbead and divine Mision. Wrought to confirm the law, Were struck with dread and awe : That men with terror fill'd; That man and cattle kill'd. * To show that from above Are miracles of love. Of dreadful scenes a sign: Turn'd water into wine. And carry'd, as he past, And round him blefings cast. With profer'd bliss he strove: And slight his Father's love. And empire he had giv’n; And not his unseen heav'n. Salvation he reveal'd; Diseased bodies heal'd. + S I II Mir. Impetuous winds were by him slack’d, Aside their fury laid. And smooth at his command; As on the folid land. 8 And quickly heal the fick; And made the dumb to speak. 12 He dæmons dispusfess'd, who knew This heav'nly stranger's pow'rs: Affrighted to their bw'rs. To see the light that shone : 14 He bad the mould'ring dead arise, The dead arose anon. With new-created meat; Than all the croud could eat. To do their bodies good, With everlasting food. Was chiefly his employ; , Were but his pawns, in place And pledges of his grace. His audience did adore; E'er fpuke like him before. 18 Mir. The crew, whose swords did him surround, He could have cruth'd to death, He threw them with his breath. 19 But ev'n among the bloody band That seiz'd him did appear Restoring Malchus' ear. The heart of friends and foes The thoughts he would disclose. “ Ere Philip called thee, “ The leaves of yonder tree; “ In yon retir'd abode :" “ Thou art the Son of God.” 22 He to th’amaz'd Samaritan, Her wicked life reveal'd, She thought had been conceal'd. “ With perfect knowledge bless’d, “ And is not this the Christ?» 23 When Judas base had but his vile And wicked scheme delign'd; And treason of his mind. Lay open to his view, Till fought as Cæsar's due. Bv toilers all the night; Mir. Nor were his mighty works confin'd To select friends he chose, Laid open to his foes. Like forgers base of lies, Before a thousand eyes. Wrought in a scanty way; By wounders ev'ry day. That straight the wise-men led : With blushes vail'd its head. Did thus, in signals giv'n, By miracles in heav'n." |