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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 Excerpt:...exalt thy face. Thou at His altar shall devoutly pray; He shall consent, and thou thy vows shalt pay. He shall thy wishes to fruition raise, And shed celestial beams upon thy ways. When men are from their noon of glory thrown, And under sin and sorrow's burthen groan, Then shalt thou say: 'Th' Almighty from the grave Hath me redeom'd; Ho will the humble save.' Those guilty souls who languish in despair God shall restore, and strengthen at thy pray'r." CHAPTER XXIII. HEN Job: "Though my complaints observe no bounds, Yet O, how far less bitter than my wounds! Would His divine recess to mo were known, That I at length might plead before His throne! I would such weighty arguments enforce As should convert His fury to remorse. Then should my longing soul His answer hear: Would he object His pow'r, or daunt with fear? O no, His goodness rather would impart New vigour and repair my broken heart. He would the plea of innocence admit, And me for ever by His sentence quit. But is not to be found; though I should run To those disclosing portals of the sun, And walk his way, until his horses steep Their fiery fetlocks in th' Iberian deep; Or should I to th' opposed poles repair, Where equal cold congeals the fixed air, And yet His searching eyes my paths behold, When He hath tried mo I shall shine like gold; For in His tract my wary feet have stept, His undeclined ways precisely kept; Nor ever have revolted from His laws, To me more sweet than food to hungry jaws. But He is still the same, (O, who can shun Or change his fate!) what He decrees is done. This truth behold in me: His mysteries Are sacred, and conceal'd from mortal eyes. I therefore tremble at His dreadful sight; Distracted thoughts my troubled soul affright. For oh, His terror melts my heart to t...