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INSTRUCTIVE, MORAL, AND ENTERTAINING
FROM THE MOST
BOOK I. II.
DEVOTIONAL AND MORAL,
PUBLISHED BY KIRK & MERCEIN,
DEVOTIONAL AND MORAL. PART I.
REFLECTIONS ON THE BEING OF A GOD. RETIRE ;-the world shut out ;-thy thoughts call 2. Imagination's airy wing repress ;-). [home;
Lock up thy senses ; let no passion stir;
Then in thy soul's deep silence, and the depth :-) Of Nature's silence, midnight, thus inquire
What am I? and from whence? I nothing know But that I am ; and since I am, conclude e Something eternal : had there e'er been nought, *** Nought still had been ; eternal there must be. W But what eternal ? Why not human race ?
And Adam's ancestors without an end ?
That's hard to be conceiv’d, since every link ? Of that long-chain'd succession is so frail.
Can every part depend, and not the whole ?
forms And boundless flights, from shapeless and repos'd? Has matter more than motion has it thought, Judgment, and genius ? is it deeply learn'd In mathematics? has it fram'd such laws, Which but to guess a Newton made immortal ? * If art to form, and counsel to conduct,
And that with greater far than human skill,
CREATION OF THE EARTH, THE HEAVENS, AND
- The Son On his great expedition now appear'd, Girt with Omnipotence, with radiance crown'd Of Majesty Divine : sapience and love Immense, and all his Father in him shone. About his chariot numberless were pour'd Cherub, and Seraph, Potentates, and Thrones, And Virtues, winged Spirits, and chariots wing'd." From th' armoury of God; where stand of old Myriads, between two brazen mountains lodg'd Against a solemn day, harness'd at hand, Celestial equipage ; and now came forth Spontaneous, for within them spirit liv'd Attendant on their Lord : Heaven open'd wide Her ever-during gates, harmonious sound On golden hinges moving, to let forth The King of Glory, in his powerful Word And Spirit, coming to create new worlds. On heavenly ground they stood ; and from the shore They view'd the vast immeasurable abyss Outrageous as a sea, dark, wasteful, wild, Up from the bottom turn'd by furious winds And surging waves, as mountains, to assault Heaven's height, and with the centre mix the pole. Silence, ye troubled Waves, and thou Deep,
peace, Said then th’ Omnific Word; • your discord end! Nor staid ; but on the wings of Cherubim Uplifted, in paternal glory rode Far into Chaos, and the world unborn ; For Chaos heard his voice : Him all his train