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H Y M N CXLVI. MY Soul, abjure th' accursed Throng,
Whose profp'ring Wealth increases fast By Fraud, by Violence and Wrong,
Still thriving for the Thunder's Blast.
Of noble, or ignoble Name,
Thy Blessing, Lord, I'd humbly claim.
Thy Providence shall be my Trust;
Thou Friend and Guardian of the Just,
To all the Talk of Duty pay;
Obedient to thy righteous Sway,
In Worlds where ev'ry Virtue shares
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have they been just and right? Is the great Rule of Equity
our Practice and Delight? ? What we would have our Neighbour do, have we still done the same?
And ne'er delay'd to pay his Due,
nor injur'd his good Name? 3 Do we relieve the Poor distress'd?
nor give our Tongues a Loose To make their Names our Scorn and Jelt,
nor treat them with Abuse? 4. Have we not found our Envy grow
to hear another's Praise ? Nor robb'd him of his Honour due,
by fly malicious Ways? 5 In all we sell, and all we buy,
is Justice our Design? Do we remember God is nigh,
And fear the Wrath divine ? 6 In vain we talk of Jesu's Blood,
and boast his Name in vain,
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'Tis a lovely Thing to see
a Man of prudent Heart, Whose Thoughts, and Lips, and Life agree
To act a useful Part.
in little ang’ry Souls;
and quench the kindling Coals.
3 Their Minds are humble, mild and meek,
nor let their Fury rise :
nor Pride exalts their Eyes. 4 Their Lives are Prudence mix'd with Love;
good Works employ their Day; They join the Serpent with the Dove,
but cast the Sting away. 5 Such was the Saviour of Mankind,
such Pleasures he purlu'd; His Manners gentle and refin'd, his Soul divinely good.
H Y M N OXLIX. 'LET those who bear the Christian Name
their holy Vows fulfil; The Saints, the Followers of the Lamb,
are Men of Honour still. 2 True to the solemn Oaths they take,
though to their Hurt they swear : Constant and just to all they speak,
for God and Angels hear. 3 Still with their Lips their Hearts agree,
nor flatt'ring Words devise : They know the God of Truth can see
through every false Disguise. 4 They hate th’ Appearance of a Lie, in all the Shapes it wears ;
Firm to the Truth; andwhen they die,
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When Frailty errs and when we fin. 2 Who among Men, high Lord of all,
Thy Servant to his Bar shall call ?
And doom him to the Realms of Woe! 3 Who with another's Eye can read?
Or worship by another's Creed ?
We humbly seek and use our own.
While faithful we obey our Light;
To follow, as to learn thy Will.
Thy People falhion' in thy Mould?
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and vain Attempt ! to bind With iron Chains the free-born Mind; To force Conviction, and reclaim
The Wand'ring by destructive Flame.
Dominion not to Mortals giv'n;
Accountable to God alone.
The Rights of God and Man o'erturns;
Murders, Rebellions, Plots and Lies. 4 Thus Rome afferts her proud Decrees,
Enforc'd by fierce Anathemas;
The Foes of antichristian Pow'r.
No Arms but what Persuasion yieids. 6 By Proofs divine and Reason strong
It draws the willing Soul along;