From my safe protection you never shall steer;
In me is falvation; live thou above fear;
My wisdom fhall guide you, my valour fhall fight,
My arm fhall protect you: be strong in my might.

Engage privateers; yea, and all that you meet;
'Tis your Captain they dare; fear none of the fleet;
Aim all at my glory, and fight in my name;
They fhall fly before you, when fingle your aim.'

And fhips fhall come from Chittim, and fhall afflitt Afbur, and fhall afflict Eber, and be alfo fhall perish for ever. Numb. xxiv. 24.

IF dangers befet, give the fignal diftrefs; Your voyage I'll profper with conftant fuccefs. Your force is fufficient for shipping or fort, And I am commiffion'd to bring you to port.

Rebellion's the name of a fierce privateer,

And mann'd with a crew that is harden'd from fear. This fhip will engage you, and warmly contend; Free Grace is their foe, and destruction their end.

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Be

Be humble to learn, and give heed to what's faid;
Great things are difcerned by light in the head.
I'll teach thee in peace, and I'll teach thee in fight,
I'll inftruct thee by feeling as well as by fight.

Their war is repugnant to reason and sense,
They're wholly corrupt; their rebellion's from thence.
Of their defperate war unbelief is the cause;
And declar'd by their king, in defiance of laws.

Their dreadful rebellion heaps wrath on their head, And proves to the wife they're allied to the dead. Peace comes by believing; 'tis hid from her crew; Unbelief is deftruction, which they never knew,

My glorious light is rejected by thofe ;

My laws, which are right, with despite they oppose:
Too wife for instruction, too harden'd to feel,
Too proud for fubmission, too stubborn to yield.

Too wife for enlisting, too stiff to submit,

They mend their old rigging, and man their own ship; They fight with fuperiors, and boast of their way; They call me their debtor, and fight for their pay..

Speak

Speak but of repentance, they bid you depart;
They joy of refentment, and boaft of their heart;
At believing they fcoff-they have always believ'd;
Are too wife to be loft, and too good to be fav'd.

At grace they're offended-the veffel is mean;
She's mean in appearance, her glory's not seen.
They are forward to fight, being fond of renown;
They scorn for to strike, fo the lofs is their own.”

Thy tacklings are loofed; they could not well ftrengthen their mafts; they could not Spread the fail: then is the prey of a great spoil divided, the lame take the prey. Ifai. xxxiii. 23.

FEIGN'D affurance is furely a keen fire-drake, But eafily known by her puzzling wake;

They'll offer to join you, as though outward bound; Notwithstanding pretenfions, they're ftill in the Sound,

They laugh at the breeze of an heavenly gale;
They boast of their cable, though scanty of fail;
They use not their metal, but truft in their plank;
For the want of good ballast, their veffel is crank.

They

They speak of the compafs, and box it at will,
And puzzle my crew; but no mariners ftill.
Navigation in theory, and mooring at ease,
But void of experience to traverse the seas.

This fpurious veffel was never full hand;
They scorn all the feeble, yet infantly mann'd.
Without wind or canvass no veffel can move.
In vain is their cable, if empty of love.

All fighting and failing, they're ftrangers to that,
For the Cape of Good Hope they've never been at;
They boast of their veffel, and how she is stor'd;
But never can tell you who took them on board.

Some talk of Free Grace from her keel to her vane, And make you believe they are us'd to the main ; The compass becomes, then, the cant of the crew; Each point comes in turn, yea, the whole thirty-two.

All points of the compass are thirty and four;
For knowledge is one, if attended with pow'r.
If void of experience, and strangers to doubt,
Then the point of the needle is furely left out.

My

My failors by nature were strangers to grace;

I prefs'd them by power, and bought them with price, I wash'd them, and cloth'd them, and took them on board;

I chang'd and renew'd them-a crew for their Lord.

The compass itself is engrav'd on their mind,
And each point is felt as a motion divine;
'Tis box'd by fenfation, yea, every point
They steer with precaution, and veer by a hint.'

But there the glorious Lord will be to us a place of broad rivers and Streams; wherein fball go no galley with oars, neither fhall gallant fhips pass thereby. Ifa. xxxiii. 21.

FREE-WILL is the name of the worst privateer; And while I relate be attentive to hear;

She was fitted from heaven, but foon fuffer'd wreck, For Freedom's her keel, and obedience her deck.

'Tis true fhe was built by a capital hand,

And good was her rigging, but never ftrong hand;
Deftruction engag'd her, affifted by Death,
And left her no canvafs, fo much as a reef.

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