Romans ix. 5.—“Of whom, as concerning the flesh, Christ came; who is over all, God, blessed for ever.” Christ is, therefore Lord and God. Isaiah ix. 6.—“And his name shall be called The Mighty God.” Rev. i. 8.—“I am the Almighty.” * * * * * I might here fill a volume of immense size, to prove the same fact; but when God gives a man up to Satanic delusion, he generally mounts the scorner’s chair, sets his tongue against the heavens, and endeavours to bring down the Almighty to his proud carnal reasonings. “Thus fools rush in, where angels fear to tread.” But, “God is a name my soul adores, Th’ Almighty Three, th’ Eternal One: Nature and grace, with all their powers, Confess the Infinite Unknown.” “Who art one God, one Lord; not one only person, but three persons in one substance. For that which we believe of the glory of the Father, the same we believe of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, without any difference or inequality. Therefore, with Angels and Archangels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify thy glorious, name; evermore praising thee, and saying, Holy, holy, holy Lord God of hosts, heaven and earth are full of thy glory: Glory be to thee, O Lord most high. Amen.” * * * * * * * * * * Weston, Printer, Crosby-row, Borough. * * * * * [Picture: Graphic of a vase with Resurgam written on it] A HYMN, COMPOSED ON THE OCCASION OF THE DEATH OF MR. JOSEPH MATTHEWS, _Who departed this Life_, _on the_ 24t_h_ _of February_ 1827, _after a long and severe illness_. GREAT God, we bow to thy decree, And own thy sentence right; Thy sov’reign voice has call’d away Our brother from our sight. Dear Jesus, we believe thou art The sinner’s only friend; Nor death, nor hell shall ever part, For we on thee depend. No more our brother’s rack’d with pain, Or hears the tempter roar: O! may thy spirit us defend, From sin and Satan’s pow’r. O, Lord! our eyes are up to thee In this distressing hour, Thine handmaid bless, and grant that we May thy rich grace adore. Eternal love will still provide, Though mortals die around; The Lord, at times, may seem to chide, But faithful he is found. We will rejoice our brother’s gone To Jesu’s welcome breast; At his right hand he shall be found, Eternally to rest. * * * * * _N.B._ _The Profits_, _arising from the sale of this Hymn_, _will be appropriated for the benefit of the Widow_, _and four young Children_. [PRICE TWO-PENCE.] FOOTNOTES.