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16 "Wilt thou be prais'd? Seraphic pow'rs are faint "Infinite love and majety to paint. "To thee let all their grateful voices raie, "And aints and angels join their ongs of praie."

Perfect in blis he from her heav'nly home Looks down, and miling beckons you to come; Why then, fond parents, why thee fruitles groans? Retrain your tears, and ceae your plaintive moans. Freed from a world of in, and nares, and pain, Why would you wih your daughter back again? No—bow reign'd. Let hope your grief control, And check the riing tumult of the oul. Calm in the properous, and advere day, Adore the God who gives and takes away; Eye him in all, his holy name revere, Upright your actions, and your hearts incere, Till having ail'd through life's tempetuous ea, And from its rocks, and boit'rous billows free, Yourelves, afe landed on the bliful hore, Shall join your happy babe to part no more. On