AND HYMNS.

5 Lét fools my happy choice deride, Angels and God approve; Nor fcorn of men nor rage of hell, My ftedfast foul fhall move.

6 With ardent eye the bright reward I daily will furvey,

And in the blooming profpect lofe The forrows of the way.

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The matchless beauty and glory of Jefus Chrift. Song v. 9, 10.

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IF, why I love my Saviour fo, The wond'ring world inquire, The reaſons hereof, did they know, Would fet their hearts on fire.

2 There's no beloved like to mine, He ruddy is and white, All beauties, hunian, and divine, In his great perfon meet:

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