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Christ's Appearance in Power and Majesty


HE Lov'd Disciple, John, the bless'd Divine,

The Foes of Truth in Patmos Ille confine; Within whose narrow Desart Limits pent, He suffer'd and enjoy'd his Banishment. Nor did his glorious Friend forget him there, Bur wond'rous Truths in mystic Scenes declare : Frequent he came, tho' now disguis'd no more, In our weak mortal Nature as before : He came, a golden Girdle round his Breast, Amidst seven radiant Lamps, and all the God

confeft. His piercing Eyes the Flame for brightness pass, His Feer like pure refind Corinthian Brass : His Voice like Streams which from a Mountain

Steep, With awful Sound rush roaring to the Deep: His Hair like purest Wool, or Virgin Snow, And from his Mouth a two-edgʻd Sword did go : His Face exceeds the Sun in Pride of Day, As he a glimm'ring Lamp or Torches feeble Ray.


Rev. Chap.f. Ver. 13, 14, 15,16.

13. I samo one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle.

14. His head and his hair were white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes were as a fiame of fire.

15. And bis feet like unto fine brass, as if they burned in a furnace ; and his voice as the found of many waters.

16. And he had in his right hand seven stars : and out of liis mouth went a harp two-edged sword and his countenance was as the Sun shineth in bis strength,

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The Description of the heavenly Jerusalem.

AN N Angel did the Lov'd Disciple bear
To a tall Mountain's Brow, and shew'd him

The Holy City from high Heav'n descend,
And watchful Seraphs at the Gates attend :
Of Pearls those Everlasting Gates were made,
Of precious Stones the firm Foundations laid :
The Walls of Fasper, wond'rous to behold,
The City flam'd with pure Etherial Gold;
Thro'whose broad Streets a lovely River glides,
And in the midst with crystal Streams divides;
Which from the Throne of God incessant flow,
On whose green Banks in comly Order grow
İmmortal Trees, which various Fruits produce;
Of heav'nly Flavour, and reviving Juice.
No solar Lamp, or Moon's officious Ray,
No cwinkling Stars, to make a fainter day;
No useless Flambeau there, but from the Throne,
A radiant Blaze of Light profusely fone.
Here pious Souls fhall blissful Sears obrain,
With God, and with the Lamb to endless Ages



Rev. Chap. XXII. Ver. 9, 10, 11, 12.


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9. One of the seven angels which bad the seven vials full of the seven last plagues, and talked with me, Saying, come hither, I will new thee the bride, the Lamb's wife.

10. And he carried me away in the Spirit to å great and high mountain, and Mewed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven

11. Having the glory of God: and her light was like unto a stone most precious, even like a Jasper stone, clear as crystal ; 12. And had a wall great and high, &c.

from God.

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