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Their food, defires, air, form, life, exercise,
Are all fo diff'rent from their former ftate,
That scarce the least resemblance now remains
Of what they were, and yet we know full well
The fubftance of their bodies is the fame,
Though greatly chang'd: they seem'd to pass through
And for a time appear'd as wholly loft [death; :
They struggled hard to caft their cloathing off.
That fo they might be cloath'd in better forms:
Then for awhile they lay as dead, but foon
Came forth from prifon, rufhing into life.
But oh, how chang'd! how eafily they move!
How free they feel! how they enjoy themselves!
Thus fhall our refurrection bodies be

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As diff'rent from thefe mortal clogs we wear, 1150
As the gay fly is diff'rnt from the worm.
Thefe in dishonor and corruption fown,
In glory fhall be rais'd, and incorrupt:

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Though fown in weakness, fhall be rais'd in pow'r :
A nat'ral body fown, like feed in earth;
Shall fpiritual be rais'd, renew'd, and chang'd.
All fashion'd like the body of our King.
How glorious fhall our raifed bodies fhine!
In fymmetry or just proportion form'd,
With genuine color and vivacity;

All in the bloom of youth and beauty cloth'd ;
No more a cumb'rous load of mortal flesh,
Our fpirits fhall opprefs, nor age, nor pain.
Some fhall not fleep at all, but pass at once
From mortal life to an immortal state;

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Chang'd in the twinkling of an eye, they'll find
'There's nothing hard for Deity to do.
Thefe would obtain a great preeminence
Over their brethren, if the dead rife not.

But Saints, who may remain till Jefus comes, 1170.
Shall not prevent the faithful ones that fleep
From fpringing into life. Chrift will defcend,
With the Archangel's voice, and trump of God;
The dead in Chrift fhall be deliver'd first

From their dark prifons; then the living faints 1175)
Shall all be chang'd, and with the rais'd caught up,
To meet the bleffed Jefus in the air;

And fo fhall be forever with the Lord..
O most exhilerating thought, to all
That love our Jefus in fincerity!

Each true believer in his name, may say,
I know that my Redeemer ever lives; .
That in the latter ages he fhall come

In glory, and his feet fhall ftand on earth;

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Though worms deftroy this body, he can raife; 1185-
And in my flesh I fhall my God behold.

Mine eyes and not another's fhall enjoy
That fight fo glorious though my reins should be
Confum'd in me, for Jefus can restore.

O may the God of Jefus Chrift our Lord, 1199 The Father of all glory, give to us

The fev'nfold Spirit, with his heav'nly gifts,
Of wisdom, revelation, pow'r life, love,
Sound mind, and faith, that fo we may obtain
The knowledge of our Lord, and Savior Chrift

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That fo our mental ray from error purg'd
Our Understanding's eyes enlighten'd, we
May know the hope of God's vocation sure,
And what the riches of his glory fhewn,
Among the faints, his lov'd inheritance;
And what th' exceeding greatnefs of his pow'r,.
His mighty pow'r, which he in Jefus wrought,
When from the dead he rais'd him, and advanc'd
His throne above all principality,

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Pow'r, might, dominion, ev'ry other name.
Not only in this age, but that to come.
Put all things in fubjection under him,
And gave to him authority to be

Head over all things to the church of God;
She is his body, He's her head and King,
She is his fulness, He fills ALL IN ALL.

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Now may the God of Peace, that brought again-
From the dark grave, the regions of the dead,
Jefus our Lord, great fhepherd of the sheep,
Through that most precious blood by which he seal'd
The new and everlafting covenant,

Perfect our fouls in ev'ry holy work,
Teach us to know and do his perfect will,
Working within us all that pleafes him;
Through Jefus Chrift, to whom all glory be.
From age to age, world without end.

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END OF THE FOURTH BOOK.

AMEN..

BOOK V..

THE ASCENSION.

HAIL, glorious Savior! Son of God most high!
Heir to the crown of earth, as well as Heav'n !
Permit a feeble worm, like me, to fing
The glories of that bright triumphant day
When thou afcended to the realms of light,
And reconcil'd the ruin'd race to God.
And took poffeffion of thy glorious throne
And as a token fure the Spirit fent,

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With all its plenitude of grace and pow'r
With thee I've pafs'd through life, and cruel death,
With thee defcended to the deeps profound;
And trac'd thy progress through the nether world ';
Declar'd thy refurrection from the tomb.
These mighty wonders, with their grand designs,
In feeble ftrains my falt'ring pen has trac'd ;
And thou hast been my guide. O leave me not
While I attempt to fing immortal themes,

Themes that must warm the frozen heart to love;

The triumphs of thy entrance into Heav'n,

To intercede for rebel fons of men.

O'leave me not to flag in this afcent !

But give my tongue to fing in highest strains,
In language fuitable to this defign,

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That glorious, grand, magnificent event,

Thine entrance into Heav'n, now to appear

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Before the face of God moft High for us.

Now forty days had pafs'd fince Jefus rofe;
On earth this period he abode, to prove
Himself alive, to comfort all his friends,
To triumph over principalities,

The rulers of the darkness of this age;

To difconcert the foe, hell's wily prince."
The time of forty days to me appears.

An æra moft peculiar; forty days

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Was Mofes in the mount, convers'd with God; 35,
Did neither eat nor drink, but heard the words

Of him that spake, and gave his righteous laws.
Mofes endur'd this trial to the end;

So did not Ifrael, for they turn'd afide,
And made a golden calf, and worship gave
To the vain idol which their hands had made,

And thus provok'd the mighty God to wrath.
But Mofes to the mountain's top afcends,
There intercedes for Ifrael, forty days,

As at the firft, a folemn fast he kept.
God heard him, and forgave the horrid crime.
Elias, famous prophet of the Lord,
He went a journey to the mount of God,
And forty days remain'd in that retreat,
Upon the ftrength of two celeftial meals
Brought by an angel's hand; no more he took
Until the days expir'd; then he return'd.
The Savior fafted in the wilderness,
And forty days endur'd temptation's pow'r :
So forty days he tarry'd on the field,

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