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XXX.

The Canaanitefs Daughter difpoffeft of

a Devil.

AS Jefus walk'd by Sidon's winding Shore,

A Syrian Woman did his Aid implore;
Vex'd by a Fiend, whose only Daughter lay
In grievous Pains; our Saviour turns away,
To her Petition not a word replys ;

She follows ftill with Tears, and louder Cries,
O Son of David help!--- The Twelve implore
He'd let her perfecute their Ears no more:
To the loft Sheep of Ifrael am I come,
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Our Lord returns, to guide their wand'rers home;
Nor can you think it meet the Dogs be fed,
(A Race impure and vile) with Childrens Bread.
Nor dare my humble Wishes aim so high,
The Woman did again with Tears reply;
Yet may the Dogs the falling Crumbs receive,
And eat the broken Meat the Children leave.
Vanquish'd at length, with Smiles rejoyn'd our
Lord,

Great is thy Faith, and Great be thy Reward!
Make thy own Terms! She went, and on the

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Her Daughter found compos'd, the angry Damon

fled.

XXX.

St. MATTH. Chap. XV. Ver. 22,

to 28.

22. A woman of Canaán came out of the fame coafts, and cried unto him, faying, Have mercy on me, O Lord, thou Son of David; my daughter is grievously vexed with a devil, &c.

28. Then Jefus answered and said unto her, Ở woman great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt. And her daughter was made whole from that very hour.

XXXI.

Four Thousand fed with seven Loaves and a few Fishes.

Again the Multitude to Jefus come,

And with 'em crowd the Blind, the Lame,
the Dumb.

These to the Great Physician's Feet they brought,
As on a verdant Mountain's fide he taught ;
From whence he might with ease a Prospect take
Of Fordan gliding thro' the Neighb'ring Lake :
Nor one return'd unheal'd, but found relief
For each invet'rate Pain, and hopeless Grief:
Thrice did the Sun o're Hermon's Cliffs afpire,
And thrice beneath the Weftern Waves retire;
Yet ftill attentive to his Words they stood,
Tho' spent and fainting now for want of Food.
Again our Saviour them with Wonders fed,
A few small Fishes, and feven Loaves of Bread.
Four thousand Souls the heav'nly Feast sustain'd,
Yet feven large Baskets-full of broken Food re-
main'd.

XXXI.

St. MATTH. Chap. XV. Ver. 36,

37, 38.

31.

36. And he took the feven loaves, and the fishes, and gave thanks, and brake them, and gave to his difciples, and the difciples to the multitude.

37. And they did all eat, and were filled and they took up of the broken meat that was left, feven baskets full.

38. And they that did eat, were four thousand men, befide women and children.

XXXII.

Various Opinions of Chrift. Peter's
Confeffion.

AND now from Noife and Company retir'd

Our Saviour of his chofen Twelve enquir'd ; What Thoughts of him the People entertain? They answer-- Some, that John's reviv'd again : Elias fome, and others think they fee

The Soul of Jeremias breath in Thee.
But fervent Cephas boldly--- Thee we own
The Chrift of God, th' Eternal Father's Son.
To whom our Lord--- Barjonas! thou art blefs'd,
Who carly haft this noble Truth confess'd.
Thou by thy heav'nly Father this wert taught,
And far beyond the School of Nature brought:
This Faith the Rock whofe Strength fhall ftill excel,
My Church unmov'd by all the Powers of Hell.
As they to me by my Great Father giv'n,
Fo thee and these I give the Keys of Heav'n:
What here you loofe, your Sentence I approve,

What here you justly bind, my Father binds above.

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