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SATURDAY EVENING. — Olncy Hymns. Eiok J, Hymn si

Set by the Rev. Dr. Hanker.

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Let us now a bless - ing seek On th" approaching Sabbath Day,

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Day of all the week the best Emblem of e - tet - nal rest.

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THE THISTLE DOWN.

Gen. iii. 17, 18.

Cursed is the ground for thy sake .

thorns also and thistles shall it

bring for in t<j thee.

Ah! 50, ye sad remembrancer*,

Obeiiie.it tu the Lord;
And Ecatu r down to future years

The signets of his word.
If whirl'd upon the stormy west,

Or sailing with the breeze,
Or scarce afloat on Eve's calm breast,

StiJl speaking his decrees.

Hover round infidelity,

Wave slow before his eyes; Press him to own, fulfill'd in thee,

The message of ihc skits.
Wjng'd by the curse, spread want around!

Preach vengeance as ye ily!
Then bid the troubl'd thought rebound

To peaceful Calviry!
Aloud denounce the righteous woe

On Eden's exiles laid:
Jut lr uder yet, where'er ye go,

Proclaim the r.insom paid! lotom'd in down, lo, curses rove,

On filent pinions borne 1
Odr least suspected comforts prove
The parent* of a thorn.

Great, condescending husbandman!

Behold the lurking S'ed 5
And giant, O, grant thy saving barc>,

To crush the deathful weed! T. B,

AN HYMN

FOR THE APPROACHING FASTv JUDG. V. 10, II.

Loan of the starry hosts,

Let them for Britain fight! VVhilc angels mighty guard our coasts,

And put our fo»s to flight.

If they invade our isle.

Let Nature rise in arms:
In mercy on nur navies smile,

And frown on Gallia's swarms.

Stretch out thy pow'rful arm,
And wield the sword of war-,

Britanna shield from thrcat'ning harna.
And spread her commerce far.

Here may religion shine,

And piety increase;
So shall our thankful heatts be thine,

And praise the God of Peace.

Eanhtry. Yos.

Jtt afccitonale Tribute to the Mentor?

of Mrs. Bailey, lately the amiable Wife of James Bailey, Esq. of

Bristol.

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When the last hotlr of rife draws nigiij
And Mercy summons me on high,
I'll think ot thee and learn to die,

My mother.
Bristol. B. Hi Ds

HYMN,

Occasioned by a sermon preached . - Attg,,. 20th, 1803,' by the Rev.

O. ii , from Psalm lii. u

IVhy boastesl thou thyself in mischief, &

mighty man? the goutiness of the

Lord endurtlh continually.

AstBiTioN thro' the human breast,

Infuses oft its madd'ning fire;
And mrn, with ease and safety blest*

To pow'r unlimited aspire.
Some, unconlroul'd dominion gain,

. And prostrate slaves exulting view J O'er vanquish'd hosts despotic reign, And boast th^ mischiefs which they do,

Man, following thus his impious will,

His soul to wickedness insures;
But God's unbounded goodness still

The same eternally endures.
The countless worlds which roll on highj

Unite his goodness to declare;
And all hiswond'ious works supply

Fresh proofs of h,s patemaj care.

The iniJt events which hourly move,

Unfold his bountiful designs;
But chiefly in redeeming love

His everlasting goodness shines!
Here saints enjoy a rich repast

Of blessings in profusion stor'd:
And here their joyful spirits taste

1 he foti'ring goodness of the Lord. Stroll Christians then mistrust his aid f

His providential earc fm get?
Shall they an earthly tyrant dread,

Or tremble at a mortal's ihnat r
No: God's right hand can conquer tSose

Whose mad ambition knows no bounds)
And England, midst a thousand foes,

Is sale, if God her shores surrounds. Here let the Christian fix his trnsr,

Ncr frar the G.illic boaster's might j Tho' oft his foes have lick'd the dust,

And vict'ry crown'd the lawless fight Tho' 'orcign lands his conquests feel,

Where mischief niark'd his mad career) TheChristians' pray'rs for England's weal

Shall frustrate all his efforts here. Lord, hear our pray'rs !— on thee alone

We fix our hopes in danger's hour; Help.us to make thy glories' known,

And crush ihc mighty boaster's puw'r I . Jacojim

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THE

EVANGELICAL MAGAZINE,

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NOVEMBER, 1803.

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M S M O I R O F

TliE EXEMPLARY LIFE AND COMFORTABLE PEATH OF

THE LATE R£V„ JOHN CLARK,

CASTOR OF THE BAPTIST CHURCH AT CROCKl.RTON, WILTS.

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Thu Rev. John Clark was the offspring; of pious parent*, who were members of a Baptist church at Frome, in Somersetshire, under the care of a Mr. Sharp. He was born December *29, 1711, and wa« put to school to a woman, who taught him to read; and as soon as he was able, he was set to work. At about fourteen years of age, lie was apprenticed to a Cooper at Eromc, who soon after removed to Axbridge, where he kept « public-house. Here his situation became so uncomfortable, that he was discharged from his master in the fourth year; and returned to his father's house. In consequence of the conversation he witnessed between-his parents and their friends, together with what they said to him about eternal thing*, he was sometimes led to think of the state of his soul; vet still lie proceeded in the ways of sin, though often reproved by his conscience, and frequently promising amendment.

it pleased God, however, about his nineteenth year, to exert the power of his effectual grace, and to decide the protracted conflict. This will best be expressed in his own words, extracted from a paper which he drew up for the satisfaction of his friends, about two years before his death.

*• I was convinced," saith he, " of my sinful ruined state, •find-was filled with distress, bordering on despair; so that I expected nothing but eternal misery in Hell. 1 thought the clouds appeared charged with the wrath of (Jod; and feared they would burst on my head and sink me into endless ruin. In this awful state I continued about eighteen days; but one day,' being alone, lamenting my miserable helpless condition, these words occurred to my mind, " My grace is sufficient for thee." The impression was so forcible, that I verily thought some one behind me had spoken them, and turned round to see who it was } but Do one was there. I was greatly surprized $

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