From Your's, her Song could rife to WILLIAM's That fingly fills the loudest Trump of Fame. [Name, The Prince who 'Toils to give the Nations Reft;

And Only Great that Others may be Bleft.
Nor Born alone to Refcue, but REFORM,

Of Desp❜rate Vice the ftrongest Holds to Storm.
With Sacred Courage fir'd, at once to make
Earth's Tyrants fhrink, and Hell's dark Empire shake.

Thus in Triumphant Numbers could fhe Sing
The Daring Hero, and the Pious King;
Till Lo Triumph, Earth and Skies Reply'd,
And Nature Clapt her Wings with joyful Pride..

Or Nature's SELF, whofe Self is Harmony, The Wondrous Subject of our Song might be. How Infant Matter, Swath'd in Darkness, slept ;; And Formless Chaos into Order leapt..

How jarring Elements were Reconcil'd,

And New-born Light on its glad Parent smil'd.

How Earth o'er Water, rear'd her Wondring Head;
And Ocean tumbled to his Oozy Bed.

And Laft

With Nature's RURAL PRIDE the Landskip fill,
The Shady Grotto, and the Sunny Hill;

The Laughing Meadow, and the Talking Rill.

Then, with fublimer Glories to Surprize,
To Upper Worlds the tow'ring Song might Rise;
Traverse the Stars, and, to your ravish'd Ears,
Bring down the Mufick of the Rowling Spheres.

But Higher YET Our Harmony must Climb, And Treat SUCH GUESTS with Mufick more Sublime, Soar, above Nature, to Celeftial Layes,

And Charm You with her Great CREATOR's Praife. While Angels a Performance fo Divine

Are Prou'd t'affift, and in the Confort Joyn.

O SACRED PRAISE! how fhalt thou be defin'd?

Thou Nobleft Task of an exalted Mind!

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To Heav'n we come, like Mendicants, to Pray,
Like Chearful Homagers our Praise to Pay.

On Want's poor Wings PETITION climbs the Skies,
But Glorious PRAISE on Wings of RAPTURE flies.
Pray'r, as for Alms, does at the Portal wait;
Where Praise approaches, like a Gueft, in State.
We seem, while Mortal Life We THUS Employ,
T'O'er-leap the GULF of Death, and Seize Immortal

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PSALM XXI.

HE King fhall rejoyce in thy Strength O Lord; exceeding Glad fhall he be of thy Salvation.

2. Thou haft given him his Heart's Defire, Counter Te- and haft not deny'd him the Request of his Lips.

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Solo, for a 3. For thou fhalt prevent him with the Bleffings of thy Goodness, and set a Crown of pure Gold upon his Head.

4. He asked Life of Thee, and thou ga .veft him a long Life; even for ever and ever. 5. His Honour is great in thy Salvation ; Comter Te- Glory and great Worship shalt thou lay upon Him.

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6. For thou fhalt give him everlafting Felicity, and make him glad with the Light of thy Countenance.

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Sole, and 3 7. And why, because the King puteth his Trust in the Lord; and in the Mercy of the moft Highest he shall not Miscarry.

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13. Be thou exalted,O Lord,in thine Own Strength, fo will we Sing and Praise thy

Power.

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