2

When, shrivelling like a parched scroll,
The flaming heavens together roll;
When louder yet, and yet more dread,
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;

3

O! on that day! that wrathful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away!

XVIII.

BEFORE JEHOVAH'S AWFUL THRONE.

BY THE REV. G. WHITEFIELD.

TUNE: Denmark.

1

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy,
Know that the Lord is God alone,

He can create, and he destroy.

2

His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid,
Made us of clay and form'd us men,
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.
3

We'll croud thy gates with thankful Songs,
High as the heav'ns our voices raise,
And earth with her ten thousand tongues
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.

4

Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love,

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand
When rolling years must cease to move.

XIX.

THE LORD'S PRAYER.

BY DR. ADAMS,`

MASTER OF PEMBROKE COLLEGE, OXFORD.

1

FATHER of all! be thou alone

In heaven and earth ador'd!

Earth is thy footstool, heav'n thy throne,
Thou universal Lord!

2

What pow'r to praise thee, and obey,
Thy grace to man hath giv'n,
That praise and duty let him pay,
"Till earth resemble heav'n.

3

This day be bread and peace our lot:
All else beneath the sun

Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not;

And let thy will be done.*

4

Thy love expecting, let us love,

Reliev'd, let us relieve:

Thy pity let our pity move;
Forgive, as we forgive.

5

When from without temptations come,
Or lusts inflame within,

Thy grace descend, and save us from

The greatest evil, sin.

6

Supreme in power! all nature waits

Obedient at thy call!

O first! O last! for thought too great,
O source and end of all!

* This verse is from Pope's Universal Prayer. See Vol. 2, of my Collection, p. 416.

XX.

GOD EXALTED ABOVE ALL PRAISE.

BY DR. WATTS.

1

ETERNAL Power! whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God;

Infinite length beyond the bounds

Where stars revolve their little rounds.

2

The lowest step above thy seat
Rises too high for Gabriel's feet,
In vain the tall arch-angel tries

To reach thine height with wond'ring eyes.

3

Thy dazzling beauties whilst he sings
He hides his face behind his wings;

And ranks of shining thrones around
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground.

4

Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too;
From sin and dust to thee we cry,
"The Great, the Holy, and the High!"

5

Earth from afar has heard thy fame,
And worms have learnt to lisp thy name;
But O! the glories of thy mind

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.

6

God is in heaven, and men below;
Be short, our tunes; our words be few;
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.

And, now, Sir, in concluding, I wish to express sentiments which, I trust, will accord with those in my first letter. Well aware of the extreme difficulty of writing controversy so as to keep within the bounds which should ever be prescribed to the gentleman and the Christian, I have endeavoured to "set a watch". "before my mouth, and keep the door of my lips." Psalm cxli. 3. But, if, in the course of these letters, written at different times, and under various circumstances of health, of spirits and of business, any expression shall have escaped which may give offence to you, I intreat you to impute it to any other motive, rather than to disrespect, or to want of Christian love. That