Thence, while mankind receive a second birth, He ratifies the word, He spoke on earth; And pleas'd to see his rescued servants live, He gives them, what the world had not to give; Internal peace! the duteous mind's repose! With powers to foil the most malignant foes! This vital sunshine of enlighten'd hearts, This to his firm adherents He imparts; When duly grateful for his kind controul, They bless his empire o'er the willing soul, For in his own, as in his Father's name, He claims their boundless love; a righteous claim! A claim, in which the proofs of Godhead shine! Celestial attributes! and grace divine! Hear how beyond the scope of mortal voice, He bids his servants in his word rejoice, Bids them for every good on Him depend! As dearer far than every earthly friend, Regard Him, parents, children far above; And die with transport to secure his love. Were He mere man, must not such orders seem Distracted arrogance, an impious dream? So of men's lives He only might dispose; From whose divinity their safety flows, Who left the bosom of His heavenly Sire, To merit, what none other might acquire, A sacred right with that dread Sire to plead, To change the doom, his justice had decreed, And save the guilty from perdition's storm; Celestial victim in a human form! Whose mediation, soft'ning wrath supreme, Taught nature to revive, in mercy's beam. Gracious Restorer of a race condemn'd, Tho' by the thankless tribes revil'd, contemn'd. Yet gratitude, and truth, who round Thee fly, With all thy menial angels of the sky, Viewing thy gifts with rapturous amaze, Hail thy beneficence with heavenly praise: All bear eternal witness, that Thou art Justly a Sovereign in the human heart. Man cannot yield too much, when, at thy call To Thee his grateful zeal resigns his all; Whate'er be may resign, yet more he gains, While in his heart his blest Redeemer reigns; By thy kind words he is inform'd aright, And Thee exulting owns his path, his light! Whether we ponder, with a mind serene, The gracious marvels of thy earthly scene, Or the firm promise to thy servants given, Just ere they saw Thee re-ascend to Heaven; Or the fulfilment of thy grand bequest, The promis'd Comforter of man distrest! That spirit, which, as man's unfailing friend, 'Twas thine, from thy celestial throne, to send The Spirit of thy Sire! of truth! and peace! By whose blest influence base passions cease; And Christians, worthy of their Lord, combine In the pure bond of charity divine! Conscious from whom, their new sensations flow! To whom their renovated hearts they owe! And conscious, while their heavenly, guide they bless, Their gratitude is safe from all excess! In sentient beings, if their love and zeal Should rise proportion'd to the aid, they feel, Unbounded, as thy benefits, should be The thankful homage of our hearts to Thee. Divine Deliverer! whose grace bestows Exemption from unutterable woes! Such gifts on men, as they can ne'er requite,