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The Tempest stilld.
And whirl the working Billows to the Skies.
cease; Rebukes the Winds, which soon forgat to roar, And all the murm’ring Billows kiss'd the shore. Then blames their want of Faith; amaz'd they say, What more than Man is this, whom Wind and
Sęas obey :
St. Mark Chap. IV. Ver. 37, 38, 39,
37. There arose a great storm of wind, and the worves beat into the ship, so that it was now frill.
38. And be was in the binder part of the pip, asleep on a pillow : and they awake him, and jay. unto him, Master, carest not thou that we perifh?
39. And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and Said unto the sea, Peace, be fill : and the wind ceased, and there 245 a great calm,
The Twelve sent forth to teach and work
And thus Instructions gave 'em e're they went;
Commission'd thus, th' Apostles haste away, The murm'ring Fiends their pow’rfulVoice obey, And quit those Holds where long entrench'd they
lay: Their Hands Diseases chase, their Words do more, Long-rooted Sins eject, and vitious Souls restore,
LXII. St. Mark Chap. VI. Ver. 7, to 13.
7. He called unto him the twelve, and began to send them forth by two and two, and gave them power over unclean Spirits, &c.
11. Whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear you, tohen ye depart thence, Noake off the dust under your feet, for a testimony against them. 'Verily í say unto you, it Mall be more tolerable for Sodom and Gomorrha in the day of judgment, than for that city.
12. And they went out, and preached that men should repent.
13. And they cast out many devils, and anointed with oyl many that were fick, and healed them.
LXIII. Christ walks on the Sea, and stills the
Tempeft. WHile in the lonely desart Jesus staid, And all the Night to him who sent him
pray'd ; Th' Apostles, whom embark'd he sent before, Were working hard to make the distant fhore, With many a fruitless Board; the Storm grew high, And fighting whirlwinds mingled Earth and Sky. Dark was the Night, as that which did of old, In Hell-born mists th' Egyptian Realms infold; No chearful Pleiades, nor watchful Bear, Did to th' Apostles thro' the Clouds appear To guide their Course, nor was their Master
there. ---At length he came his faithful Friends to save, And creads with steddy Feet, the Nipp'ry Wave. Paffing the Ship a glimpse of Light he threw, Which pierc'd the shades; at this imperfect view Th’ Apostles thought they saw some wand'ring
Ghost Of one upon the Lake in Tempefts loft. A general Cry, they raise, their causless Fear Our Lord did soon remove with--- I am here! Entring the Bark his Words the Winds command, They make the happy Port and seize the welcom Land.