LXXXVIII. Man by Nature, Grace, and Glory. 1 LORD, what is man! extremes how | 4 Now what is man, when grace re wide, In this mysterious nature join! The flesh, to dust and worms ally'd, The soul immortal and divine! 2 Divine at first, a holy flame Kindled by the Almighty's breath; Till, stain'd by sin, it soon became The seat of darkness, strife, and death. 3 But Jesus, Oh! amazing grace! Assum'd our nature as his own, Obey'd and suffer'd in our place, Then took it with him to his throne. veals The virtue of a Saviour's blood? Again a life divine he feels, [God. Despises earth, and walks with 5 And what, in yonder realms above, Is ransom'd man ordain'd to be? With honour, holiness, and love, No seraph more adorn'd than he. 6 Nearest the throne, and first in song, Man shall his hallelujahs raise; While wond'ring angels round him throng, *Psalm cxv. 1. And swell the chorus of his praise. HYMN XCV. 1 OFTEN thy public means of grace, Thy thirsty people's wat'ring place, The archers have beset ;* Attack'd them in thy house of pray'r, To prison dragg'd, or to the bar, When thus together met. 2 But we from such assaults are freed, Can pray,and sing,and hear,and read, And meet, and part in peace: May we our privileges prize; 3 Unless thy presence thou afford, Unless thy blessing clothe the word, In vain our liberty! What would it profit to maintain AFTER SERMON. HYMN XCVI. Deut. xxxiii. 26-29. 1 WITH Israel's God who can com- | 2 Upheld by everlasting arms, pare ? Or who like Israel happy are? HYMN XCVII. JESUS is mine! I'm now prepar'd Yes, let the winds of trouble blow, Thou art secur'd from foes and Habakkuk, iii. 17, 18. No blasted trees, or failing crops, Then let me triumph in his name. 1 THE saints Immanuel's portion are, | 2 He finds them in a barren land, Redeem'd by price, reclaim'd by pow'r ; His special choice and tender care Owns them, and guards them ev'ry hour. HYMN C. Hebrews, xiii. 20-22. 1 Now may He who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, 2 May he teach us to fulfil Perfect us in all his will, And preserve us day and night! 3 To that dear Redeemer's praise, Who the cov'nant seal'd with Let our hearts and voices raise, * Judges, v. 11. YE saints on earth, ascribe, with | To GoD the FATHER, SON, and Ho heav'n's high host, [Three, Glory and honour to the One in * Phil. iv. 7. LY GHOST, As was, and is, and evermore shall be. + Rev. xxii. 20. POEMS. THE KITE; OR, PRIDE MUST HAVE A FALL. My waking dreams are best conceal'd, But now and then I gain, when sleeping, ONCE on a time a paper kite Was mounted to a wondrous height, Where, giddy with its elevation, It thus express'd self-admiration: [ple "See how yon crowds of gazing peo"Admire my flight above the steeple; "How would they wonder if they knew "All that a kite like me can do! "Were I but free, I'd take a flight, "And pierce the clouds beyond their sight; "But, ah! like a poor pris'ner bound, "My string confines me near the ground, I'd brave the eagle's tow'ring wing, "Might I but fly without a string.” My heart reply'd, "O Lord, I see "How much this kite resembles me! "Forgetful that by thee I stand, "Impatient of thy ruling hand; "How oft I've wish'd to break the lines "Thy wisdom for my lot assigns! "How oft indulg'd a vain desire "For something more, or something high'r! "And, but for grace and love divine, "A fall thus dreadful had been mine." |