Ver. He, o'er the airy empty place, 7 In pomp difplays on high The wide expance, and ample fpace, The pond'rous earth, at his command, 8 He bids the clouds with water pent, 9 Left his high throne, fo dazling bright, With too much glore opprefs our fight, 10 He raises rocky fences round The fpacious fwelling deep, The rolling feas may have no might II High hills, that pillars feem and props Do quake, and bow their tow'ring tops 12 He cleaves the main, bids billows rife, How foon they cope with clouds and fkies, The trembling waves, at his command, Storms over-aw'd do filent fland, Do quickly ceafe to roar. 1 Ver. Thus lawless feas he does control, He makes the fleeping billows roll, 13 He fpreads the heav'ns, their azure face 14 His hand the crooked ferpent made; 2 3 4 Who can the utmoft force explore For ev'n the thunder of his pow'r SONG XLIII. JOB folemnly maintaining bis Integrity against the falfe Accufations of bis Friends. Job xxvii. 2,-6. AS S God-Creator lives, who now While in my noftrils breath remains, No wicked guile fhall by my lips, I'm flander'd by my cruel friends, Charg'd with hypocrify and fraud, 5 Should I acquit their calumnies, I, to my last expiring breath, Ver. This my rejoicing ftill fhall be, 6 And confcience of integrity, I in my bofom bear. My Judge fhall me acquit, as does SONG XLIV. The hopeless State of the Hypocrite. Job xxvii. 7, 10. 7 WHERE is the hypocrite's falfe hope, Praise and applaufe, and lifted up, 9 Will God give ear unto his cry, Prefaging worse calamity, His everlasting woe? Will painted pray'rs avert the blast, 10 Will God almighty be his joy, Or pray'er to God his clofe employ, He prays, compell'd with heavy ftrokes; He quits; nor more his Judge invokes, No favour dare the rebel feek, SONG XLV. Wifdom's Price great, and its Place fecret: and the AIN man would be efteemed wife; Ver. VA 12 But who, alas! can tell The place where understanding stays, 13 Nay, wifdom's price, and worth renown'd, 14 The fea and fwelling waves in rage, In vain ye feek to find the fage Th' infernal deep, with voice auflere, Cries out, There's no apartment here, 15 Th' inestimable blifs was ne'er 16 In price with it the onyx rare And faphires ftand for nought. 17 Rich jewels, pearls, and diamonds choice, In crowns that draw regard, 18 And rubies fine, are worthless toys With this fine gen compar'd. 19 20 Who then, by learning, is in cafe 1 Ver. Since clofe 'tis hid from all the eyes That tread the earth, or cut the feas, 22 Death and deftruction's caves profound, Cry, Here the never came, Only our ears have heard the found 23 Alone the glorious and the great, Knows his own offspring's hidden feat, 24 For he, from off the height immenfe He diftant ages, regions, ifles, Views with omnifcient eyes: 25 And in exactly poifing scales Both winds and water weighs. 26 When he decreed the meafure just, And manner of the rain; 27 When he a way for thunder first Then faw he wifdom where it fhin'd, He fearch'd his own all-feeing mind, 28 But then to man (from whom he hid Yet duty to him open laid) Behold, to fear the Lord, and fill From evil to depart; This, this is wifdom; this is fkill; Let me attempt to know no more |