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Till in thy light thy future face we see,
PRESERVATION BY LAND AND SEA.
A DIVINE ODE.
are thy servants blest, O LORD!
How sure is their defence!
Eternal Wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence.
In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Thro' burning climes I pass'd unhurt,
Thy mercy sweeten'd every soil,
The hoary Alpine hills it warm'd,
And smooth'd the Tyrrhene seas.
Think, O my soul, devoutly think,
Confusion dwelt in every face,
When waves on waves, and gulfs in gulfs
Yet then from all my griefs, O LORD!
For tho' in dreadful whirls we hung
I knew thou wert not slow to hear,
The storm was laid, the winds retir'd,
Obedient to thy will;
The sea, that roar'd at thy command,
In midst of danger, fear, and death,
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
My life, if thou preserv'st my life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;
And death, if death must be my doom,
IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL,
It must be so-Plato, thou reason'st well!
Or whence this secret dread, this inward horror
"Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man.
Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought!
Through what new scenes and changes must we pass!
The wide, th' unbounded prospect lies before me;
PART OF THE NINETEENTH PSALM.
HE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, and shining frame,
Their Great Original proclaim:
Th' unwearied sun, from day to day,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty hand.
Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail,
Whilst all the stars that round her burn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
What though in solemn silence, all
THE LORD my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care: His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye;