267. He was learned, sensible, candid, and pious; and in a great measure lived above the world while he lived in it. 268. In vain we fondly strove to stay Her sojourn in this land of sadness; For angels beckon'd her away, And bore her to the realms of gladness. 269. It was his earnest desire to walk worthy of the Gospel, and to shew forth the praises of Him who had called him out of darkness into his marvellous light. 270. In doubts, and fears; in grief, and tears; Though rude the blast, his pains are past: The trump of doom, that rends the tomb, Shall only raise his heart with praise, 271. The mighty monarch, spreading far and wide The learn'd, the proud, the courtier, and the boor; The sordid miser, and the pauper poor; Whate'er their state, their grandeur, or degree, All lose their earthly hopes, O Grave! in thee. 272. A faithful soldier of the Cross here lies: 273. Gaze on the mouldering ashes of the dead, and let the ruins that sin has made urge thee to fly to a Redeemer. Defraud not thyself of bliss, for God is merciful. Deceive not thy own heart, for God is a jealous God. Refuse not the offer of his mercy; tempt not the severity of his justice: so shalt thou triumph over the grave, escape the bitter pangs of an eternal death, and partake of life, of joy, and of immortality. 274. Reader, if ardent hopes be thine, All that thy heart desires was mine: 275. To speak the almighty power of God If such conviction to the mind That while thou ponderest o'er his works, Nature may point thee to a God, And Grace may make him thine. 276. Here lie, waiting for the redemption of the body by our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, the remains of an humble follower of the Redeemer. Sanctified afflictions were the means whereby she was led to know the exceeding sinfulness of sin, and to apply to the Lamb of God who taketh away the sins of the world. 277. Forget not, Reader, midst the proud control Of wealth, and power, and every prosperous plan, Dear as they are to every living soul, That these are mockery to a dying man. 278. Stranger, reflect, while earth is thine abode, Though faultless be thy creed, and pure thy plan, The best thanksgiving offer'd up to God Is active kindness to thy fellow-man. 279. If thou wouldst know the peace of God within, 280. Wouldst thou be forgiven, in pity forgive, Look not on his wrath, but remember his end: 281. Amidst a dying world's decay, Though heedless thousands pass thee by, Thou wilt find favour in his eyes, Though tens of thousands thee despise. 282. If an immortality of inexpressible joy be desirable; if an eternity of unutterable woe be fearful; by the one and by the other, I charge thee, Reader, to give neither sleep to thine eyes, nor slumber to thine eyelids, till thou hast sought His mercy whose justice thou canst not endure. 283. If sorrow, pain, and fears are given, If, as thou look'st on earth and heaven, For God, though fearful he may be, |