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And God in Christ is all my trust,
Of judgment, to expound ?
In Ifrael may be found. 2
Eltablish'd saints may call,
Can clearly grasp it all. 3
Yet aiming right succeed : 4
Who not at all can read. 5 (viz David my servant): and in my name shall his horn be exalted. Ver. 28. My mercy will I keep for him for evermore, and my covenant shall stand falt with him.
1 Heb. ii. 17. Wherefore in all things it beloved him to be made like unto his brethren; that he might be a merciful and faithful High prieit, in things pertaining to God, to make reconciliation for the lins of the people. 1 John 1.7.–9. If we walk in the light, as God is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Chrilt, bis Son, cleanseth us from all fin. If we say that we have no lin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our fins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our fins, and to cleante us from all unrighteousness.
2 John iii. 10. Jesus answered and said unto Nicodemus, Art thou a master of Israel, and knowest not these things?
3 Mat. xi 25. At that time Jesus answered and said, I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because thou halt hid these things from the wilo and prudent, and ball revealed them unto babes. Chap. xiii. 11. Jesus answered and said unto his disciples, Because it is given unto you to know. the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it is not given.
4 i Cor. ii. 1, 2. And I, brethren, could not speak unto you as unto spiritual, but as unto carnal, even as unco babes in Christ. I have fed you with milk, and not with meat: for hitherto ye were not able to bear ir, neither yer How are ye able. Heb. v. 12,-14. For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that one teach you again which be the first principles of the oracles of God; and are become such as have need of milk, and not of strong meat. For every one that useth miik, is unskilful in the word of righ. teoulness: for he is a babe. But trong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even thole who, by reason of ule, have their senses exercised to dif cern both good and evil. "Chap. vi. 1. Therefore, leaving the principles of the do&rine of Christ, let us go on unto perfection; not laying again the foun. dation of repentance from dead works, and of faith towards God, &c. i John qi. 12, 13. I write unto you, little children, because your fins are forgiven you for his name's fake. I write unto you, little children, because ye have known the Father.
5 2 Cor. iv. 3, 4. But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are loft ; in whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, left the light of the glorious gospel of Cbrilt, who is the image of God, should thige unto them,
The BELIEVER'S LODGING and INN,
While on Earth : or,
A POEM AND PARAPHRASE ON Psalm 1xxxiv.
Ver. 1. How amiable are tby tabernacles, O Lord of bofts.!
EHOVAH, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Sole Monarch of the universal hoft, Whom the attendant armies still revere, Which in bright robes surround the higher sphere; Whose sov'reign empire fways the hellish band Of ranked legions in th’infernal land; Who hold'st the earth at thy unrivall'd beck, And stay'lt proud forces with a humble check; Ev'n thou whose name commands an awful dread, Yet deign's to dwell with man in very deed : ( what refreshment fills the dwelling-place Of thine exuberant unbounded grace! Which with sweet pow'r does joy and praise extort, In Zion's tents, thine ever-luy'd refort : Where glad’ning streams of mercy from above Make fouls brim-full of warm seraphic love. Of sweetest odours all thy garments smells ; Thy dismal absence proves a thousand hells, But heav'ns of joy are where thine hon ur dwells. Ver. 2. My Soul longetb, yea, even fainterb for the courts of ibe Lord: my heart and my flesh crieth out
for the living God. Therefore on thee I centre my desire, Which veh’mently bursts out in ardent fire, Deprived, ah! I languish in my plaint, My bones are fęcble, and my fpirits faint.
My longing foul pants to behold again
Ver. 3. Yea, the Sparrow batb found an bouse, and tbe
Swallow a nest for berself, where she may lay ber young, even tbine cltars, O Lord of bofts, my King and my God.
Alas! how from thy lovely dwellings I,
will be still praising tbee.
happy people, crown'd with bays of bliss !
Bless'd with the splendid lustre of his face,
What weights of bliss their happy shoulders load,
ура paling brough the valley of Baca, make it a well: ibe rain also filleth'ibe pools,
Such heav'n born fouls are not to earth confin'd,
They digging wells on this Gilboa top,
The vale of Achor yields a door of hope :
of them in Zion appeareth before God.
The roughest ways their vigour ne'er abates,
O God of Jacob.