Once in a populous City not Ten that were just! and on the whole Earth but Eight that were faved.

Now, by thy abundant Grace, we fee Thoufands, with a ftrong, and vigorous Love, run fwiftly after Thee in the Ways of thy Counfels.

Now, by the Affiftances of thy Spirit, we fee Millions, with a fair Degree of Hope, walk conftantly towards thee, in the Ways of thy Commands.

Now we fee Kings, and mighty Nations fubmit to Thee; and hope e're long that all the World will adore Thee.

Whence could this strange Improvement come? Whence could all thofe Bleffings Spring?

But from thy holy Life, O bleffed Je-, fus, and the infinite Merits of thy painful Death?

Both which are united, and the Fruits thereof abridged, in this holySacrament of thy bleifed Body, and Blood.

This, and our holy Baptifm, are the Two Breafts, that give Life, and Spirit to thy Church:

And that work all the Wonders, which fo highly adorne the World.

For thefe we build our great, and fumptuous Churches; to beftow on our God the best Houses we have.

For these we beautifie thy Temples; and entertain our Lord in the best way we can. These

Thefe facred Things, thy Word, and Sacraments breed in us, not only profound Veneration, and Adoration to thee:

But also a great and due Respect to thy Paftors, and Priefts; the Apoftolick Dif fpenfers thereof.

These faving Myfteries keep alive our dear Redeemer's Death; and apply to our Souls all the Merits of his Paffion.

These fill our Hearts with Heroick Courage; to do,and fuffer for the Name of Jefus. Thefe, in fine, are the Food of Faith, and Hope, and Love; and thefe Three fit us for eternal Happiness.

O bleft Memorial of my Saviour's Love; and faithful Seal of all his Promises!

If I forget to fing of thee, let my Tongue cleave to the Roof of my Mouth.

If I forget to meditate on thee, let my Head forfeit its Power to think.

All the fhort time that I remain in thy Prefence, I will wholly imploy to adore thy Majefty.

Thee will I blefs, for all thy Mercies; to thee will I open all my Neceffities.

Begging thy Pardon for my paft Offences; and thy gracious Affiftance for the time to

come.

Imploring the Grace, and Prefervation of thy Church; and thy Bleffing upon all the World.

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O fpotless Lamb, once flain for us on the Crofs; and duly commemorated on, and communicated to us at thy holy Altar.

Be thou our Powerful Advocate with thy Heavenly Father; and folicite by thy Merits, his Mercy for us.

Offer thy felf before his Throne; and turn away the Wrath we deferve for our Sins.

So Slaves are rescued from their Chains; and Prisoners from the Doom of Death.

Whilst they appease their offended King, with the pleafing Remembrance of his beloved Son.

And fo we hope, and infinitely more; from the infinitely greater Mediation of Jefus.

If thou, O Lord, fhalt thus restore our Liberty; and cloath thy Servants with the Robes of thy Righteousness:

Then fhall we delight to be still in thy Prefence; and where-e're we are, our Hearts fhall ftill be with thee.

Glory be to the Father, &c.

As it was in the Beginning, &c.

Antiphon.

Blessed be thy Providence, that fo tenderly nurfes up the World, ftill going on 'to new Degrees of Perfection.

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Ant.] This is the greatest Charity that God himself can beftow; fince God can beftow nothing greater than himself.

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PSALM LXII.

ND does our glorious God not only but dwell perpetually with us Men upon Earth ?

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He whom the Heaven of Heavens cannot contain; does he make his Refidence in our little Tabernacles?

Where are you, holy Angels, that you fly not swiftly down, and in your whitest Robes attend your Lord?

Where are you, careless Men, that you run not quickly hither; and with your lowest Homage bow to your King?

Who though he fhines out clear to the Blessed above; and the Beams of his Glory strike bright upon their Faces:

Yet have his Mercies to us far more of Miracle; far more of Care, and tender Providence.

Whilst he not only is pleas'd to be among us; but condefcends to become even one with us.

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While he is not only our God to go fore us; but our very Food to enter into

us.

O Souls redeem'd by the Blood of Jefus; and nourish'd with the Flesh and Blood of his facred Body;

Why

Why melt you not away into Tears of Joy, for being fo regarded by the King of Heaven?

Why not at least diffolve ye into Tears of Sorrow; for fo little regarding him? Who will not tremble with an amorous Reverence; that stands in the Sight of fo great a Majesty?

Who can forbear to be transported with Joy; that thinks I am a Gueft at the Table of my God?

Who can contain the Overflowings of his Heart; whilft his Breaft can fay, I have the Honour to be entertain'd by my God?

My great and glorious God, who meerly out of Love,thus gives me himself in a Myftery of Grace, and the pledges of my Sal

vation.

O infinite Sweetnefs! how good is it for us to be here; and as it were behold our Lord transfigur'd before us.

Here let us make a Thousand Tabernacles; One, O my Jefus, for thee, and One for each of us.

That in our little Tents we may dwell about thee; and fing, and bow, and rejoyce before thee.

What should the Captive wifh but Liber ty,and the weary Pilgrim but to be at rest

What fhould the Sick defire but Health; and what can I, but to be with my God?

But stay, am I dreft like a Friend of the Bridegroom; that I fafely may come to this Marriage-Supper. Have