26 If nature die, yet live again,
Her offspring all renew;

Can grace do less? Will this revive
None but the elect few?

27 Are flowers and trees more precious far
Than sons of heavenly birth?
Does time replace her annual waste,
And beautify the earth?

28 And shall not time restore man's race
To their all gracious Sire;
Repair the waste of ages past,
While sin and woe retire?

29 Where thorns long grew, midst rocky wilds, Lo! firs and myrtles spring;

And nature, through her ample bounds,
Incessant praises sing.

30 Do reptiles rise from crusted tombs,
To soar aloft in air,

To sip the dew, enjoy the sun,
And shine in colours fair?

31 And shall the noblest works of heaven
Lie in an endless tomb,

Nor more enjoy that mental Sun,
Which gives reviving bloom?

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32 How manifold th' Eternal's works, In which his features shine! Progressive are the nobler still,

Which marks their end divine.

33 Since root and first-fruits saved are,
He'll boughs and branches claim,
Whence all in ev'ry age and clime
Shall bear Messiah's name.

34" To him belongs the household

great,
In heaven and earth that dwell;"
And shall not he possess his own,
In spite of death and hell?

35 And does the moon her face renew,
All clad with borrowed light;
And shall the world, that mystic moon,
Remain in endless night?

36 What yonder sun is to the earth,
The source of life and day;
That will Messiah prove, and more,
To all beneath his sway.

37 For from his light and heat nought hid Shall in the world remain;

In his grand circuit as a Judge;
His grace o'er all shall reign.

38 The Jews were taught the joyful truth,
By each revolving moon;
And we who boast superior light,
Its lustre shun at noon.

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39 While none ascend the hills of truth,
The rising orb to spy,

Nor sound the trump t' invite mankind
To meet her with their

eye.

40 Was this of old a welcome task,
In Judah's hallowed bound;
And shall it now be thought a crime,
The trump of truth to sound?

41 Yes, Zion's watchmen silent keep, Decline the sacred theme,

And preach a doctrine fraught with death,
Before the great Supreme.

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42 Were Tophet's grave the final scat
Of man's long-ruin'd race,

God's truth would fail, his mercy cease,
And his rich springs of grace.

43 And how should Christ inherit then
Earth's fulness and rich store;

Each tongue him own, each knee low bend,
And all his grace adore?

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44 Would he not be asham'd to own
Himself of all the God,

If he no better had prepar'd
Than hell for their abode?

45 Since God still loves an erring world,
And Christ died for the same,
And since the Holy Mystic Dove
Refines it by his flame;

46 To Father, Son, and Sp'rit Divine,
Be praise and glory given,
By all that dwell beneath the sky,
And all the hosts of heaven.

FUNERAL ANTHEM.

1 BROTHER thou art gone before us, and thy saintly soul is flown,

Where tears are wiped from every eye, and sorrow is unknown;

From the burden of the flesh, and from care and fear released,

Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest.

2 The toilsome way thou'st travell'd o'er, and borne the heavy load,

But Christ has taught thy languid feet to reach his blest abode.

Thou'rt sleeping now like Lazarus, upon his

father's breast,

Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest.

3 Sin can never taint thee now, nor doubt thy faith assail,

Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ and the
Holy Spirit fail;

And there thou'rt sure to meet the good,
whom on earth thou lovedst best,

Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest.

4" To dust thou shalt return," the Judge of all the earth hath said,

So we lay the turf above thee now, and seal thy narrow bed;

But thy spirit, brother, soars away among the faithful blest,

Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest.

5 And when the Lord shall summon us whom thou hast left behind,

May we, untainted by the world, aś sure a welcome find;

May each, like thee, depart in peace, to be a glorious guest,

Where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at rest.