Think ye he needs the Latin or the Greek? And lo! with all their learning, when they rise To preach, in view the ready sermon lies; Some low-prized stuff they purchased at the stalls, And more like Seneca's than mine or Paul's. 360 Children of bondage, how should they explain The spirit's freedom, while they wear a chain? They study words, for meanings grow perplex'd, And slowly hunt for truth, from text to text, Through Greek and Hebrew--we the meaning seek Of that within, who every tongue can speak. This all can witness; yet the more I know, The more a meek and humble mind I show. "No; let the Pope, the high and mighty priest, Lord to the poor, and servant to the Beast, 370 Let bishops, deans, and prebendaries swell With pride and fatness till their hearts rebel: I'm meek and modest.--If I could be proud, This crowded meeting, lo! th' amazing crowd! Your mute attention, and your meek respect, My spirit's fervour, and my words' effect: Might stir th' unguarded soul; and oft to me The tempter speaks, whom I compel to flee; He goes in fear, for he my force has tried-- Such is my power! but can you call it pride? 380 "No, fellow-pilgrims! of the things I've shown I might be proud, were they indeed my own! But they are lent; and well you know the source Of all that's mine, and must confide of course; Mine! no, I err; 'tis but consign'd to me, And I am nought but steward and trustee." FAR other doctrines yon Arminian speaks; "Seek grace," he cries; "for he shall find who seeks." This is the ancient stock by Wesley led-- They the pure body, he the reverend head; 390 All innovation they with dread decline; Their John the elder was the John divine. Hence still their moving prayer, the melting hymn, The varied accent, and the active limb; Hence that implicit faith in Satan's might, And their own matchless prowess in the fight. In every act they see that lurking foe, Let loose awhile, about the world to go:-- A dragon, flying round the earth, to kill The heavenly hope, and prompt the carnal will; 400 Whom sainted knights attack in sinners' cause, And force the wounded victim from his paws; Who but for them would man's whole race subdue; For not a hireling will the foe pursue. "Show me one Churchman who will rise and pray } Through half the night, though lab'ring all the day, } Always abounding--show me him, I say."-- } Thus cries the preacher, and he adds, "their sheep Satan devours at leisure as they sleep. Not so with us; we drive him from the fold, 410 For ever barking and for ever bold; While they securely slumber, all his schemes Take full effect--the devil never dreams: Watchful and changeful through the world he goes,