What thanks, what praife, to thee we owe, From whom alone all bleffings flow; Form'd by thy hand, we rose to Be, And all we are, receive from Thee.

O! may our hearts with rapture own,
The gifts thy grace has given;
May here thy bleffed will be done,
On earth, as 'tis in heaven.

SHEPHERD S.

Come with thy majefty and love,
Let us thy power adore and praise,
And hail thee from the worlds above,
Warm'd with thy bright etherial rays.

Eternal fhepherd! quickly come,
We feel thy awful presence near:
O let it to our hearts be known,
That thy beatic love is there!

CHORUS.

Expel all thence that's not of thee,
Prepare thy own abode;

Set every thought from bondage free,
And worthy of a God.

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O fhall each phantom, vain delight,

Oppofe its

powers to thine; Shall vice and folly dare thy might, And mock at love divine!

Or fhall the ftubborn breaft rebel,
Preferring guilt and fin;

Dares the proud heart its faviour tell
Thou shalt not enter in.

O heavenly fhepherd! juft, benign,
Thy power, thy right maintain,
All happy, peaceful, and ferene,
Within our bofoms reign.

Parent ineffable! defcend,
The God, the vifitant, and friend;

Poffefs this body, thine alone,

Make it thy temple and thy throne.

THIRSIS, CELADON, PASTORELA, PHLORIMEL.

Whom, gracious fhepherd! whom have we, 'Mongst hofts of angels, whom but thee, Who hear or know us humble fwains, To blefs our flocks and guard the plains?

Whom

Whom elfe can give us ftrength and aid,
Whene'er with grief or toils difmay'd;
Whom to preserve us thus unknown,
In heaven whom, but thee alone?

Saints, martyrs, patriarchs, know us not,
Perhaps they've long our fields forgot;
Once focial friends, or kindred here,
Shall they our advocates appear?

Fathers of old, and men of God, Who now enjoy thy bright abode; Will they quit their extasies,

And ceafe for us to hymn their joys!

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Feel they our wants, know they our state,

Have they ordain'd the will of fate?
To them we're ftrangers, and unknown,
We've none in heaven but thee alone!

Thou art our father, guide, and friend, To thee we're known, on thee depend; Thou'rt all we wish, our hope, our trust, Gracious, omnipotent, and juft!

CHORUS of SHEPHERD S.

Who can alter thy decree,

Who can help us, who but thee,

What are kindreds, nearest ties,
What is all that man enjoys?

Shall we not then forfake them all,
And live obedient to thy call;
If they deny the God we ferve,
Then what regard can they deferve?

What is the nearest, dearest friend, What all that thought can comprehend; If it oppose our endless blifs,

What can it give that's worth our with?

CORYDON and ALEXIS,

Kindred, like the feafons change, Time and abfence makes them ftrange; Int'reft vary'd, friendship done,

Whom to truft but thee alone!

Quick from our hopes their objects fly,

We're bury'd in our progeny;

Succeffive

Succeffive changes ftill go on,
Thou art faithful, thou alone.

ALEX I S.

Thou who liveft for evermore,
Eternal, all-creative power;
To everlasting thou'rt the fame,
In glory, worship, might and fame.
Thou who liveft for evermore,
Unending, unbeginning power, &c.

CHORUS of SHEPHERDS,

Then gracious fhepherd! hear our cry,
In mercy to thy fwains draw nigh;
Thou Lord of all, to thee alone,

Are all our wants and wishes known.

Thee, thee alone! we grafp to hold,
Ere worlds were made, thou waft of old,
Save us, immortal power divine,
Save us at the last close of time,

O fave us Lord! our future hopes Are centred in thy gracious love,

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