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 Can by one ſingle word bring down The talleſt head that wears a crown, The Stateſman wiſe, the warrior brave, To moulder in the ſilent grave; And ſend the wretched ſoul to hell, To the fierce flames where devils dwell! For endleſs years to languish there, In pangs of infinite deſpair!

I then, poor feeble child how ſoon Muſt I diſſolve before his frown! And yet his frowns and vengeance too, I, by my ſins, have made my due.

Is here no hope?—And muſt I die? Is there no friend no helper nigh? Is it beyond repeal decreed, That ev'ry ſoul that ſins muſt bleed? Oh! let my longing trembling ear Some found of grace and pardon hear! My ſoul would the firſt news embrace, And turn its trembling into praiſe

HAT joyful tidings do I hear? 'Tis goſpel-grace ſalutes my ear; And by that gentle found I find This righteous God is mild and kind.

Jeſus: his only Son, diſplays The wonders of his Father's grace: The great ſalvation, long foretold By Prophets to the Jews of old,