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[11] How comes our Divines to be this way affected, That ſuffer God's ſervice to be ſo neglected! Now, mighty Jehovah, God of ſalvation, In mercy come visit thy church in this nation; Destroy thy enemies by thy great might, And let ſhine on her thy countenance bright : For there was no time ſince the Reformation, So many a deſolate congregation, As does in this land at this time remain, I wish it were mended. Amen, ſaid the Wren.

OUR Church, of old, was ſo right defended, That thro' all Europe her praise was extended; They were not tongue tied, the truth did reveal, The whole counſel of God they did not conceal. But now Mr. John Sincere he is so confin'd, He hath not a preaching can pleasure our mind: And Mr. William Tell-truth he is displac'd, The girdles now us'd are not meet for his waist. Many are banish'd, and put from their ſtation, For lake of a ſtomach to take their collation: Lord take not thy presence from us away. The Wren said, Amen, it's true that you say.

FOR now at this time crabbed is the age, And youth it's fearful desirous of wage: Some are more careful to get a good ſtipen', Than they're of the flock they have got a-keepin. Mr. David Lukewarm, late minister here, Oftimes receiv'd a broad belt to wear; He has left desolate his congregation, To be preferr'd to more estimation ; His honours are so highly augmented, That he has forgot what he covenanted. He ſwore, when he received the charge, Before his brethren (witnesses large,)