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 ( 5 )  griev'd by Archers fore enough,

This Joſeph was a fruitful Bough,

A fruitful Bough by a Well-ſide,

Whoſe Bow did in its Strength abide:

Whoſe Branches run over the Wall,

Tho' ſhot at by the Archers all,

Th' Arms of his Hands ſtill ſtrong abode,

Strengthned by Yacob's mighty God,

Prophets-Sons, Shafts poliſh'd fine,

Whole Wiſdom makes their Faces ſhine:

Thou madſt them well-inſtructed Scribes,

Which now abroad thro' all the Tribes,

To ſcatt'red Flocks bring forth ſo bold,

Things from their Treaſures new and old.

young Divines as was thought meet;

Brought up at this Profeſſor's Feet,

Immortal Life to clear Day-light,

In Goſpel-ſtrain do bring ſo bright,

Which Legal ſtrains obſcure downright;

That on Elijah 'tis confeſs’d,

Elijah's Spirit now doth reſt.

As eminent for Gifts, for Grace,

As meet a Man for this ſame Place,

As Orthodox, polite and ſound,

Is rare, we fear, now to be found.

To covenanted Reformation,

The ſtrongeſt Stoop in all the Nation;

This Pillar of the Land its fall,

The Fabrick makes a bowing Wall.

A Miniſter and Member he,

Was of th' Aſſociate Preſbytry,

Who jointly and judicially,

For down-born Truths do teſtifie, Maugre