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But most unsafely in a fæd'ral dress,
Confounding terms of life with means of grace.
Oh! dang'rous is th' attempt proud flesh to please,
Or send a finner to the law for ease;
Who rather needs to feel its piercing dart, .
'Till dreadful pangs invade his trembling heart;
And thither only should be sent for fames
Of fire to burn his rotten hopes and claims;
That thus disarm’d, he gladly may embrace,
And grasp with eagerness the news of grace.
The Gospel of divine Grace the only means of converting
finners; and should be preached therefore most clearly,
Jully, and freely.
TILY ought, who royal grace's heralds be,
To trumpet loud salvation, full and free;
Nor safely can, to humour mortal pride,
In filence evangelic myfl'ries hide.
What heav’n is pleas’d to give, dare we refuse;
Or under ground conceal, left men abuse?
Suppress the gospel. flow'r, upon pretence
That fome vile spiders may fuck poison thence?
Christ is a stumbling-block *, shall we neglect
To preach him, left the blind should break their neck?
That high he's for the fall of many set
As well as for the rise t, must prove no let.
No grain of precious truth must be supprest,
Tho' reprobates should to their ruin wrest.
Shall heav'n's corruscant lamp be dimm'd, that pays
Its daily tribute down in golden rays ?
Because some, blinded with the blazing gleans,
Share not the pleasure of the lightning beams.
Let those be hardned, petrify'd, and harm’d,
The rest are mollify'd and kindly warm’d.
A various lavour , flowers in grace's field,
Of life to fome, of death to others yield.
Muft then the rose be vaild, the lily hid,
The fragrant savour ftifled? God forbid.
Cor. i. 23. t Luke ii. 34.
The revelation of the gospel-flow'r,
Is still the organ fram’d of saving pow'r :
Most justly then are legal minds condemn’d,
That of the glorious gospel are afham’d:
For this the divine arm, and only this,
“ The pow'r of God unto salvation is *.
For therein is reveal'd, to screen from wrath,
The righteousness of God, from faith to faith?”
The happy change in guilty finner's cafe
They owe to free displays of sov’reign grace;
Whose joyful tidings of amazing love
The ministration of the Spirit prove.
The glorious vent the gospel-news express,
Of God's free grace, thro’ Christ's full righteousness,
Is Heav'n's gay chariot, where the Spirit bides,
And in his conqu’ring pow'r triumphant rides.
The gospel-field is still the Spirit's foil,
The golden pipe that bears the holy oil;
The orb where he outshines the radiant fun,
The silver channel where his graces run.
Within the gospel-banks his flowing tide
Of lightning, quickning motions sweetly glide.
“ Received ye the Spirit, fcripture faith t,
By legal works, or by the word of faith?'
If by the gospel only, then let none
Dare to be wiser than the wifest One.
We must, who freely get, as freely give
The vital word that makes the dead to live.
For ev'n to finners dead within our reach
Wein his living name may most successful preach.
The Spirit and the scripture both agree Jointly (says Christ) to testify of me [. The preacher then will from his text decline, That fcorns to harmonize with this design. Press moral duties to the last degree? Why not? but mind, lest we fuccessless be, No light, no hope, nor strength for duties spring, Where Jesus is not Prophet, Priest, and King. No light to see the way, unless he teach ; No joyful hope, fave in his blood we reach; No strength, unless his royal arm he stretch. • Rom. i. 16, 17.
+ Gal. iii. 2. # Joba xv. 26. v. 39
Then from our leading scope how gross we fall,
If, like his name, in ev'ry gospel.call,
We make not him the First, the Last, the All *!
Our office is to bear the radiant torch,
Of gospel-light, into the dark’ned porch
Of human understandings, and display
The joyful dawn of everlasting day ;
To draw the golden chariot of free grace,
The dark’ned shades with shining rays to chase,
"Till Heav'n's bright lamp on circling wheels be hurl's,
With sparkling grandeur round the dusky world;
And thus to bring, in dying mortals fight,
New life and immortality to light t.
We're charg’d to preach the gospel, unconfind,
To ev'ry creature f of the human kind;
To call, with tenders of salvation free,
All corners of the earth to come and feet:
And ev'ry fianer must excuseless make,
By urging rich and poor to come and take **:
Ho, ev'ry one that thirsts tt," is grace's call
Direct to needy finners great and small;
Not meaning those alone, whose holy thirst
Denominates their souls already bleit.
If only those were call'd, then none but saints;
Nur would the gospel suit the finner's wants.
But here the call does signally inport
Sinners and thirsty fouls of every fort;
And mainly to their door the message brings,
Who yet are thirsting after empty things;
" Who spend their means no living bread to buy,
And pains for that which cannot satisfy."
Such thirsty finners here invited are,
Who vainly spend their nioney, thought, and care,
On pafling shades, vile lusts and trash, fo base
As yield the immortal fouls no true folace.
The call directs them, as they would be bles,
To chuse a purer object of their thirst.
All are invited by the joyful found
To drink who need, as does the parched ground,
Whose wide-mouth'd clefts speak to the brazen sky
Its passive thirit without an active cry,
The gospel-preacher then with holy skill
Mult offer Christ to whofover will,
To Ginners of all forts that can be nam'd;
The blind, the lame, the poor, the halt, the maim'd *.
Nit daring to restrict th’extensive call,
But op’ning wide the net to catch 'em all.
Niful must be excluded that will come,
Nor right of access be confin'd to fome,
Though none will come till conscious of their want,
Yet right to come they have by fou'reign grant;
Such right to Christ, his promise, and his grace,
That all are damn'd who hear and din't embrace :
So freely is th' unbounded call dispens’d,
We therein find ev'n finners unconvinc'd;
Who know not they are naked, blind and poor †,
Counsellid to buy, or beg at Jesus' door,
And take the glorious rübe, eye-salve, and golden store.
This prize they are oblig'd by faith to win,
Elle unbelief would never be their fin.
Yea, gospel-offers but a sham we make,
If ev'ry finner has not right to take :
Be gospel-heralds fortify'd from this
To trumpet grace, how'er the serpent hiss.
Did hell's malicious mouth in dreadful shape
Gainst innocence itself malignant gape ;
Then sacred truth's devoted vouchers may
For dire reproach their measures constant lay.
With cruel calumny of old commenc'd,
This feet will ev'ry where be spoke against I.
While to and fro he runs the earth across
Whose name is ADELPHON KATEQOROS 4.
In spite of hell be then our constant ftrife
To win the glorious Lamb a virgin-wife.
• Luke xiv. 21. of Rev. ii. 17, 18. #lets xxviii. 229
+ Or, The accufer of the bretbren, Rev. xii. 10.
An Exbortation to all that are out of CuRIST ; in order
to their cl fing the match with him : containing also motives and directions:
EADER, into thine hands these lines are giv'n,
But not without the providence of heav'n;
Or to advance thy bliss, if thou art wife;
Or aggravate thy wo, if thou despise.
F rithee, fir thee, perhaps the omniscient ken
Has forın'd the counsel here, and led the pen.
The writer then does thy attention plead,
In his great name that gave thee eyes to read.
SECT. I. Conviction offered to sinners, especially such as are wedded
forictly to the law, or self-righteous, tbat they may see the need of Christ's rigbteousness.
F never yet thou didst fair Jesus wed,
Nor yield thy heart to be his marriage bed;
But hitherto are wedded to the law,
Which never could thy chain'd affections draw
From brutish lasts and sordid lovers' charms;
Lo! thou art yet in Satan's folded arms.
Hell's pow'r invisible thy soul retains
His captive flave, lock'd up in inally chains.
O finner, then, as thou regard'st thy life,
Seek, feek with ardent care and earnest sirife
To be the glorious Lamb's betrothed wife.
For base cirrivals never let him li se
Thy heart, his bed of conjugal repose.
Wed Christ alone, and with severe remorse
Fr mother mates pursue a clean divorce ;
For they thy ruin seek by fraud or fi rce.
As lurking ferpents in the shady bow'rs
Conceal their malice under spreading flow'rs;
So thy deceitful lufts with cruel spite
Hide ghaflly danger under gay delight.