OW am I held a prisoner now,

HOW

Far from my God! This mortal chain

Binds me to sorrow; all below

Is short-lived ease or tiresome pain.

II.

When shall that wondrous hour appear,
Which frees me from this dark abode,

To live at large in regions, where

Nor cloud nor veil shall hide my God?

III.

Farewell this flesh, these ears, these eyes,
These snares and fetters of the mind;

My God, nor let this frame arise,

Till every dust be well refined.

IV.

JESUS, who mak'st our natures whole,
Mould me a body like thy own;

Then it shall better serve my soul

In works of praise and worlds unknown.

ODE II.

The departing moment; or absent from the body.

A

I.

BSENT from flesh! O blissful thought! What unknown joys this monent brings ! Freed from the mischiefs sin hath wrought,

From pains, and tears, and all their springs.

II.

Absent from flesh! Illustrious day!

Surprising scene! triumphant stroke,

That rends the prison of my clay,

And I can feel my fetters broke!

III.

Absent from flesh! Then rise, my soul,
Where feet or wings could never climb,

Beyond the heavens where planets roil,
Measuring the cares and joys of time.

IV.

I go where God and glory shine;

His presence makes eternal day.

My all that's mortal I resign,

For Uriel waits and points my way,

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ODE III.

Entrance into Paradise; or Present with the Lord.

1.

ND is this heaven? And am I there ?
How short the road! How swift the flight!

I am all life, all eye, all car;

JESUS is here,-my soul's delight.

II.

Is this the heavenly Friend who hung
In blood and anguish on the tree,
Whom Paul proclaim'd, whom David sung,
Who died for them, who died for me?

III.

How fair, thou Offspring of my GOD!
Thou first-born Image of his face!

Thy death procured this blest abode,
Thy vital beams adorn the place.

IV.

Lo, he presents me at the throne

All spotless; there the Godhead reigns
Sublime and peaceful through the Son :
Awake, my voice, in heavenly strains.

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ODE IV.

The sight of GOD in heaven.

REATOR-Gо», eternal Light,
Fountain of good, tremendous Power,

Ocean of wonders, blissful sight!

Beauty and love unknown before!

II.

Thy grace, thy nature, all unknown

In yon dark region whence I came ; Where languid glimpses from thy throne And feeble whispers teach thy name.

III.

I'm in a world where all is new;

Myself, my God; O blest amaze !
Not my best hopes or wishes knew
To form a shadow of this grace.

IV.

Fix'd on my God, my heart, adore;

My restless thoughts, forbear to rove ;

Ye meaner passions, stir no more ;

But all my powers be joy and love.

ODE V.

A funeral ode at the interment of the body, sup posed to be sung by the mourners.

I.

NVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb;

UNVEIL thy

Take this new treasure to thy trust,

And give these sacred relics room

To seek a slumber in the dust.

II.

Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear

Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes

Can reach the lovely sleeper here,
And angels watch her soft repose.

III.

So Jesus slept God's dying Son

Past through the grave, and blest the bed. Rest here, fair saint; till from his throne

The morning break and pierce the shade.

IV.

Break from his throne, illustrious morn ;
Attend, O earth, his sovereign word;

Restore thy trust, a glorious form;

She must ascend to meet her Lord.