In vain the highest feraph tries,

To form an equal fong.

[6 In humble notes our faith adores The great mysterious King,

While angels ftrain their nobler pow'rs
And sweep th' immortal string.]

HYMN XXIII.

TE DEUM. By Dr. Patrick.
To the French 100 Pfalm Tune.

God we praise thee, and we own
Thee to be Lord and King alone.
All the whole earth doth worship thee,
Thou Father from eternity.

To thee all angels loudly cry,
The heav'ns and all the pow'rs on high:
Cherubs and feraphins proclaim,
And cry thrice holy to thy name.

Lord God of hofts, thy prefence bright
Fills heav'n and earth with beauteous light;
Th'apoftles glorious company,
The prophet's fellowship, praife thee,
The crowned martyrs noble host,
The holy church in every coaft,
Thine infinite perfections own,
Father of majefty unknown.
Giving all adoration

Unto thy true and only Son:

And

And to the Holy Ghoft, from whom,
As the fole fpring, our comforts come.
O Chrift, thou glorious King, we own
Thee to be God's eternal Son:
Who, our deliv❜rance to obtain,
Did'ft not the virgin's womb disdain.
When death's harp fting deftroy'd by.
Gave thee a glorious victory;
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Heav'ns gate, that entrance had deny'd,
To all believers open'd wide.

Thou, Lord, at God's right hand art plac'd,
And with thy Father's glory grac'd;
And we believe the day will come,
When thou as judge fhalt pafs our doom.
Promote we pray thy fervants good,
Redeemed with thy precious blood;
Among thy faints make them afcend
To glory that fhall never end.

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Thy people with falvation crown;
Blefs thofe, O God, that are thine own:
Govern and lift them up on high.
Thee, Lord, we daily magnify.

Thy name we worship and adore,
Ever, when time shall be no more:
Vouchfafe this day to keep us pure,
From harms and wilful fins fecure.

O let thy mercy, Lord, defcend On us, whofe hopes on thee depend: Lord, fince my truft is fix'd in thee, O let me ne'er confounded be.

The Prefence of GOD worth dying for: Or, The Death of Moses.

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A Poem. By Dr.Watts.

I.

ORD, 'tis an infinite delight
To fee thy lovely face,

To dwell whole ages in thy fight,
And feel thy vital rays.

II.

This Gabriel knows; and fings thy name
With rapture on his tongue;
Mofes the faint enjoys the fame,
And heav'n repeats the fong.

III.

While the bright nation founds thy praife
From each eternal hill,

Sweet odours of exhaling grace
The happy region fill.

IV.

Thy love, a fea without a fhore,
Spreads life and joy abroad:
O'tis a heav'n worth dying for
To see a Smiling GOD!

V.

Shew me thy face, and I'll away
From all inferior things;

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Speak,

Speak, LORD, and here I quit my clay,
And ftretch my airy wings.

VI.

Sweet was the journey to the sky
The wondrous prophet try'd;
Climb up the mount, fays GOD, and die;
The prophet climb'd and dy'd.

VII.

Softly his fainting head 'he lay
Upon his Maker's breaft,
His Maker kifs'd his foul away,
And laid his flesh to rest.

VIII.

In GOD's own arms he left the breath
That God's own Spirit gave;
His was the nobleft road to death,
And his the fweeteft grave.

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SPECTATOR, N° 447.
Cuftom a Second Nature.

HERE is not a common Saying which has a better turn of fense in it, than what we often hear in the mouths of the vulgar, that Cuftom is a Second Nature. It is indeed able to form the man anew, &

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to give him inclinations & capacities altogether different from those he was born with. Dr. Plot, in his Hiftory of Staffordshire, tells us of an ideot that chancing to live within the found of a clock, and always amusing himself with counting the hour of the day whenever the clock ftruck, the clock being spoiled by fome accident, the idiot continued to ftrike and count the hour without the help of it, in the fame manner as he had done when it was intire. Though I dare not vouch for the truth of this story, it is very certain that Custom has a mechanical effect upon the body, at the fame time that it has a very extraordinary influence upon the mind.

I fhall in this paper confider one very remarkable effect which cuftom has upon human nature; and which, if rightly obferved, may lead us into very useful rules of life. What I fhall here take notice of in Cuftom, is its wonderful efficacy in making every thing pleasant to us. A perfon who is addicted to play or gaming, though he took but little delight in it at firft, by degrees contracts fo ftrong an inclination towards it, and gives himself up fo entirely to it, that it seems the only end of his Being. The love of a retired or bufy life will grow upon a man infenfibly, as he is converfant

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