but a Sorrey Tent Pitched for a few friel Days A short Seased Tenament Heavens my song my Praise Oh happy Place when shall it be That I shall Reign with Christ in thee methinks my soul is now filled with transporting joy For the Apostle Saith to Romans Belivers that Eye has not seen nor Ear heard neither has it entered in to the Hart of man to Conserve what the Lord hath Laid up for those that Love him—Now my Dear Childern and you my son in pertickler make trile Let Jacobs God and your aged fathers God be your God Your father that are according to the Flish has made trile and can Withess for more than forty years he hath a bean a never failing God and he is the yesterdy to Day and for Ever I E centur all upon hem are you sick he is a kiend Phisician always redy to viset you are you Hungary he will feed you For Jesus Christ saith Blessed are those that Hunger and tirst after Righteousness for they shall be filled—are you werey and heave laden Jesus Christ saith Come unto me all ye that are werey and heavey laden with the Burthen of your Sins and I will give you Rest So we fiend he is Aurse and Good Phisician files not in time nor Eternity Tharefore I Leave you un to his Blessed Care to wash us all in that fountans of hiss most Prectous Blood that wase opened on Moant Calvarey for sin and for uncleanness To wash us both you and me that soon we may from our sinns be free wich is the sinceare Prayer of your Aged father DAVID SAUNDERS TO THE MEMORY OF DAVID SAUNDERS. THY name be honoured, though the Historic bard no mention make of thee For deeds of prowess on the battle field; Nor science nor philosophy a garland drop Upon thy brow for vast discoveries in the fields of art; Nor record hand thee down to latest age, A politician, cunning, crafty, deeply skill’d In schools of wily usage, who by tricks And fraud, his own or country’s weal extends; Or by a lineal descent of princely worthiness Didst occupy a throne, or place upon thy head A jewell’d coronet. Thy ignoble birth, thy mean Estate, thy humble occupation, thy poverty, May perchance excite a laugh, a sneer, A scorn; but thou shalt honoured be. E’en now the young, the aged shall pronounce Thee blest; and when the high and potent Things of earth shall sink to dust,—thou! Thou shalt shine bright like a star in the Cerulean vault! and in the heavenly sphere Shalt form a centre of intelligence; while Around thee gather thousands yet unborn To own thee parent and the consecrated Means of all they hope or do enjoy.