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CRUEL sports were thought very high reflections on the politeness of the Romans. Are they not much greater on the mercy and humanity of Christians ?

IT behoves us to accuftom ourselves to a sober, modest way of speaking, and to avoid all those modes of speech, which border upon, or naturally lead to fallhood.

BE careful to practise nothing which you are ashamed of; to do nothing for which you need be afraid of the eye or ear of God, and the world : then will you be under no temptation of lying, to conceal what you have done amiss.

If we had true notions of God and eternity, right notions of ourselves and of the world, they could not fail to create in us thoughts full of humility towards ourselves, full of contempt towards the vain world, full of the highest adoration towards God, and full of earneftness to acquire a happy eternity.

PRAYER, unaccompanied with a fervent love of God, is like a lamp unlighted; the words of the one, without love, being as unprofitable as the oil and cotton of the other, without flame.

HE alone is a great man, whose heart is strongly dir. posed to acts of humanity and benevolence; and who has fortitude enough to do his duty in all circumstances of life ; who acts for the good of mankind, as long as he is able, and then finishes his course in the cause of virtue.

THE way to avoid prejudice, is to govern the passions with a steady hand; to treat all things, in a calm and dis.. interested manner, not suffering our desires or aversions to be moved, but by a just confideration of real usefulness

TAKE but the humbleft lilly of the field,
And if our pride will to our reason yield,
It must by sure comparison by shewn,
That on the regal seat great David's son,

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Array'd in all his robes and types of pow'r,
Shines with less glory, than that simple flow'r.

ENOUGH I think my present store,
Nor do I ask of Heav'n for more,
But thank the kindness of my God,
For that small stock he has allow'd.
Lo, time still wattes, and wastes away,
And moons arise but to decay;
Then why, fond mortals, tell me why!
Ye raise your costly domes so high?
Why build ye palaces so great,
With all th' extravagance of state,
When ev'ry stone must fall away,
And crumble ftill, and still decay?
Why strive ye to enrich ye more,
With ware from every foreign shore,
When death stands knocking at your door ?

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THERE is such a thing as converse with God in prayer, and it is the life and pleasure of a pious foul : without it we are no Chriftians; and he that practises it moft, is the best follower of Chrift: for our Lord spent much time in converse with his heavenly Father. This is the balm that eases the most raging pains of the mind, when the wounded conscience comes to the mercy-seat, and finds pardon and peace there. This is the cordial that revives and exalts our natures, when the spirit, broken with sorrows, and almost fainting to death, draws near to the almighty Physician, and is healed and refrelhed.

THE mercy-feat in heaven is our surest and sweetest refuge in every hour of distress and darkness upon earth; this is our daily support and relief, while we are passing through a world of temptations and hardships, in the way to the promised land. “ It is good to draw near to 6 God."

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THE Creator is to be first loved for his own sake, for his infinite goodness and perfection; and then the creature, as his work, and in proportion to its resemblance to him.

He that thinks twice before he speaks once, will speak twice the better for it.

WHEN in thy sacred presence, Lord! I bow,
Let true devotion in my bosom glow;
There, with the sense of thy great goodness fraught,
May 1 with care correct each wand'ring thought;
Drink at my ears the Preacher's heav'nly lore,
And still the more I hear, improve the more ;
Make this short life an earnest of the next,
And all my acts a comment on thy text.

On the. Vanity of Riches.
SEEST thou, fond youth, yon precipice on high,
Rob’d by the clouds, and turban'd by the sky,
How low'ring darkly o'er the shadow'd plains,
It strikes wild terror thro' the gazing fwains ?
Its
craggy

fides can boast no fertile foil,
No promis'd harvest tempts a rural toil;
No grazing cattle find their pasture there,
Nor fragrant flowers perfume the ambient air;
No sweet-meand'ring current glides along,
Courting the meadows with its murm'ring song;
No shady bow'rs adorn its barren fides,
Nor fair enclosure its rough ground divides;
No lofty spires a wond'ring glance invite,
Nor artful gardens tempt the distant fight.
All rough and wild, it rears its rocky head,
And strikes the wond'ring eye with awful dread.
From its high top impetuous torrents flow,
Form’d by diffolving tracts of native snow;
Sorrow fits brooding on its furrow'd face,
And desolation triumphs o'er the place,

Seest

Seest thou all this, fond mortal? Think, if so,
Thou seeft the bliss the vain ambitious know.
Such are the barren pleasures they enjoy,
For this alone whole ages they employ.
They move our pity, tho’ they tempt our fight,
High above all, but wretched by their height.

THE Prince of peace-He first reconciled God to man, and then endeavoured to reconcile men to each other. When he came into the world, hé, by his angels, proclaimed peace; and when he left the world, he bequeathed the same as his legacy: “ Peace I leave with “ you," &c.

THE merciful man will extend his hand of relief and comfort, as far as he may, to his fellow-creatures, whether they labour under temporal or spiritual distress, whether they call for his pity from their fins or from their forrows; while, in every relation of life, he will exercise this heavenly temper ; as a magistrate, gentle and humane, however compelled, in certain cases, to be severely juft; as a creditor, mild and forbearing, not flying hastily and rigorously to the utmost extremity, much less condemning the unhappy debtor to imprisonment, which may utterly incapacitate from all power and hope of

payment; and in short, in every case exercising that lenity, mildness, forgiveness, and mercy, whereof the eternal God hath set us so bright an example; and all our expectation of which from him, he hath made to depend on our shewing the same to others : “ Blessed are the merci. “ ful, for they shall obtain mercy.”

YE good distress'd,
Ye noble few !-who here unbending stand
Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up a while,
And what your bounded view, which only saw
A little part, deem'd evil, is no more;
The storms of wintry time will quickly pass,
And one unbounded spring encircle all.

On

On the Nativity of Christ. AWAKE from silence every voice,

Each chearful pipe and founding string; Let ev'ry grateful heart rejoice,

And ev'ry tongue in rapture fing. On this distinguish'd day of grace

Th’ Eternal Prince of Glory came, To

purge the guilt of human race, And fave them by his pow'rful name. Bow down your heads, ye lofty pines,

Ye mountains crown'd with cedars tall; Re ftill, ye rude imperious winds,

Throughout the wide terrestrial ball. Let nought but harmony and love

O'er all th' expanded surface reign, And let the sacred choir above

Approve, and join the Heav'nly strain. When we in bondage were exild,

And rebels to th' eternal God,
Our souls, with blackest guilt defild,

Obnoxious to th' impending rod;
That from his seat of perfect bliss

The Son of Glory Thou'd descend, To offer man the terms of peace,

And his unbounded grace extend. Such goodness, such ftupendous grace !

Nor men, nor angels can explore; Then let us, what we cannot trace,

With awful reverence adore. Ye wing'd inhabitants of air,

All ye that graze the verdant plain ; Ye herds, that to the wilds repair,

And ye that skim the surging main, Some signs of exultation show,

While grateful minds your voices raise, 'Tis all that mortals can below,

To hail the day in songs of praise. While skilful hands the chorus join,

And tune the rapture-raising lyre,

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