LVI.

Chrift rifen from the dead, appears to his Difciples.

Sorrows be gone! no longer we'll deplore ;

Our Lord is risen, we must sigh no more: See him on Tabor his Disciples meet,

With doubtful trembling Joy they kifs his Feet! What Love, what Awe, what Majesty and Grace! Dazling his Form, ineffable his Face;

To me, he said, by my Great Father's giv'n,
Won by my Death, the Pow'r of Earth and
Heav'n.

Go then, for thus I your Commiffion fign,
Disciple all the World, and make 'em mine;
Baptis'd, that they a right to Bliss may claim,
In the mysterious Triad's facred Name. :
Nor this alone your Care; Inftruct 'em too
What e're from me you've learnt, t'observe and do.
My conftant Care and Love shall you defend
Till utmost End of Time, but thefe fhall know no

End.

LVI.

St. MATTH. Chap. XXVIII. Ver. 2, to the End.

56.

5. The Angel answered and faid unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye Seek Fefis which was crucified.

6. He is not here: for he is rifen, as he faid: come, fee the place where the Lord lay.

7. And go quickly, and tell his difciples that he is rifen from the dead; and behold, he goeth before you into Galilee, there fhall ye fee him, lo, I have told you, &c.

LVI.

Chrift rifen from the dead, appears to his Difciples.

Orrows be gone! no longer we'll deplore;
Our Lord is rifen, we must figh no more:
See him on Tabor his Disciples meet,
With doubtful trembling Joy they kifs his Feet!
What Love, what Awe, what Majefty and Grace!
Dazling his Form, ineffable his Face;

To me, he faid, by my Great Father's giv'n,
Won by my Death, the Pow'r of Earth and
Heav'n.

Go then, for thus I your Commiffion sign,
Disciple all the World, and make 'em mine;
Baptis'd, that they a right to Bliss may claim,
In the mysterious Triad's facred Name. :
Nor this alone your Care; Inftruct 'em too
What e're from me you've learnt, t'obferve and do.
My conftant Care and Love shall you defend
Till utmoft End of Time, but these shall know no

End.

LVI.

St. MATTH. Chap. XXVIII. Ver. 2, to the End.

56.

5. The Angel answered and faid unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye Seek Fefus which was crucified.

6. He is not here: for he is rifen, as he said: come, fee the place where the Lord lay.

7. And go quickly, and tell his difciples that he is rifen from the dead; and behold, he goeth before you into Galilee, there fhall ye fee him, lo, I have told you, &c.

LVIII.

Simon, Andrew, James and John call'd to be Difciples.

AS Jefus walk'd along the yielding Sand,

Where dying Billows wash'd the Verge of
Land.

Two Fishers on the Lake he chanc'd to fee,
And awfully commands 'em--- Follow me;
Fishers of Men I'll you hereafter make,

For thousands you with friendly Guile fhall take.
Nor far he coafted on the Waters fide,
E're he another friendly pair efpy'd;

James, and the favour'd John, who at his call,
Struck with a facred Awe, their Nets let fall,
(For those they mending fat) their Bark forfake,
And to a nobler Work themselves betake;

Their careful Father with the Servants leave;

Amongst his humble Train does them our Lord receive.