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Man of God tho' thou muſt die,

We will record thy Memorie;

But where's the Poet, Seer or Sage,

Or Rabbi of this learned Age,

Call Man by Man, thro' ev'ry Tribe,

Thy Character, who can deſcribe,

In Notes ſublime, to that Degree,

That ſuits a Saint the like of thee?

Full of the Holy Ghoſt like Steph'n,

And Faith which in its Fruits were ſeen,

Who, Baptiſt like, from God waſt ſent,

In Wilderneſs crying repent.

Than Elihu no leſs in pine ;

With Matter ſeeking Vent like Wine,

Refreſh'd while under no Reſtraint,

And Goſpel-matter got free Vent :

from this abundance of his Heart,

His Mouth did ſpeak, his Lips impart,

Words fitly ſpoke ( which did diſtill

Like early Dew ) to feed and fill,

The hungry Soul, the Preacher he;

Gave goodly Words like Naphtali :

Words acceptable, ſought and found out,

Ev'n Words of Truth King Chriſt about ;

Who fairer is than Sons of Men,

His Tongue ſkipt like a Scribe's ſwift Pen.

Great Wilſon, thou didſt teach the Way

Of God in Truth, well might we ſay,

To Men's Perſon hadſt no regard,

Nor fear their Faces as diſmaid.

Enterpreter thou waſt compleat,

For Grace, and Gifts in thee did meet.