AND did my Saviour fuffer fo much Pain?
Was he a Man of Sorrows, Heav'n to gain ?
And do I here in Sion live at Ease,
Only folicitous myself to please?*

What Likeness, what Conformity is here,
Between the Leader and the Follower?
Did Chrift, when he for us the Wine-Prefs
trod,

Wade, as it were, thro' Streams of Sweat and
Blood?

And does not he require us too, to take
Our Crofs,and follow him; the World forfake?+
Ourfelves deny; our Paffions mortify,
And our Lufts daily crucify, that we
(If alfo in good Works of Piety,

Juftice, and Charity we do abound)

May, when our Lord fhall come, be ready found,

And hear pronounc'd by him that joyful Sound,

* Amos vi. 1. Mat. xvi. 24. Gal. v. 24. Ch. vi.

Rom. xv. 3.

Luke ix. 23, &c. Rom. xii. 2.

14, 15.

Come,

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Come, bleffed of my Father, now inherit
What I have purchas'd for you by my Merit;
Enter into my Joy, and live with me,
All ye, my Saints, to all Eternity?

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

To God, whom Heav'n's triumphant Hoft,
And fuffering Saints on Earth adore,
Be Glory; as in Ages past,

As now it is, and so shall last,

When Time it felf must be no more,

Amen.

EASTER

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EASTER-DAY.

Surge mea Anima, furrexit Chriftus.

St. Bernard.

I.

THIS Day, my Soul, rejoice and sing,

ΤΗ

Sing Praises to the Lord;

For, this Day doth glad Tidings bring,

Great Joy it doth afford.

II.

Jefus, who did on Friday laft

Die for us on the Cross,

(Tho' the Jews thought they had him faft)

Out of his Grave arofe.

III.

Early this Third Day in the Morn,
He from the Earth fprang forth,
So was again for us new-born,

To forward our New-Birth.

IV. The

IV.

The Grave (the Belly of the Whale)

No longer could confine

His facred Body, neither fhall

It at the Laft-Day mine.

V.

The Members of his Body muft

In their due Time arise,

And live with Chrift, their Head, I truft,
In everlasting Bliss.

VI.

Have not we Chriftians then great Cause,
Our Praises forth to breathe,

This Day, on which our Head arofe
Triumphant over Death?

VII.

Earthquake, or Thunder did attend *

His Refurrection;

An Angel did from Heav'n descend
And roll'd away the Stone.

*See Dr. Hammond in Locum. Mat. xxviii. 2.

VIII.

His Countenance was light and bright,

His Raiment was the fame,

Which did the Soldiers fo affright
That they as dead became.

IX.

The holy Women early move
Towards the Sepulchre,

Borne on the Wings of mighty Love,
Which cafleth away Fear.

X.

While 'twas yet dark, they venture on.
And when they thither came,

An Angel had roll'd back the Stone,
And fat upon the fame.

XI.

At which bright Apparition
The Women were afraid,

But for their Consolation,

The Angel to them faid,

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