bad to be here, 'tis good to be there; if it be good to be here, 'tis better to be there; to be sure: Though we have enough sometimes to say, 'tis good to be here, yet we have never enough to say, 'tis best to be here.

(30) We should all take heed and beware that we do not place our Growth and advance, only in Knowledge (head & book Learning) nor only in Gifts and Parts, nor only in common Graces: No, nor in going from one Opinion to another, or one form of Church Government to another, from one Profession to another; this I fear hath been a great Mistake, as if were agoing on to, when (Alas! if this be all! 'tis a going to be tossed to and fro, with every Wind of Doctrine: Alas! what is it to be Episcopal, Presbyterians, Congregationals, &c. Our Religion lies not, much less our Perfection, in these or any other Opinions, and Form of Government. I doubt not but there are Saints in all these Forms, yet withal I believe and affirm that none of these Forms makes them Saints.

We should be as careful to mind and discharge the Duties as to enjoy the Priviledges and Dignities of our State, for Sin of Omission is no less damning than Sin of Commission; and mind not only (31) to be in Christ, but to walk in him, and as he walked. Study Commands as well as Promises, and look after Light that we may walk in the Light (as Children of the Light) we have Fellowship one with another, i. e. God and we have.

Thus as God glorifies us, we glorify him, for which we should have Ambition, yea, and to let our Light shine before Men, that they also may glorify our Father which is in Heaven, Matth. v. 13. --- 16. Let us live in Love, and Truth and Love.

For Oh how good and pleasant a thing it is for Brethren to dwell together in Unity; let us not be like Ephraim & Judah to Envy and Vex one another; but love one another with pure love Fervently: Oh how

pleasant a Thing it is to see those People, that bears rule of Governing in the State of Common Wealth, to do Justice, to love Mercy, and maintain the Truth, and all to be done, to the Honour and Glory of our Father and Jesus Christ, to correct Vices, to promote Virtues, Oh! what happy thing that (32) would be to the State of Mankind, Oh! how pleasant would our Lord and Master Jesus Christ look upon these People at the Day of Judgment; when that blessed Son of God coming in the Clouds who hath the Person of a Man, but the Power of God, being Crowned with Dignities and Guarded with Angels and Inraged with Anger to all those that Disobeyed his Laws: But on the other Side, how pleasant will his Countenance be to those that have Obeyed his Laws in this World to their utmost of their Capacity, and I beg of you to meditate on Judgment, and likewise I beg for the Lord's Sake to Pray for me and mine that we may walk in the way that is pleasing in his Sight.

To which End, let us grow in Grace, and in the Knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, that to him, and to the Father by him there may be thanks and Glory given, both now and forever, Amen.

Which is the desire of your Friend & Servant to Command in Jesus Christ.

(33)

GRIFFIN JENKINS.'

Ejaculation I.

Lord, we again lift up our Eyes,
And leave our sluggish Beds,
But why we wake, or why we rise,
Comes seldom in our Heads,

Is it to sweat and toil for Wealth,

1 GRIFFIN JENKINS.-Nothing is known of this individual, but from the manner his letter is referred to, at different times, in the Proprietor's publications, it is evident that its purport excited some apprehension in their minds.-ED.

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To sport our Time away,

That thou preserv'st us in Health,

And giv'st us this new Day?
No, no, unskilful Soul, not so,
Be not deceiv'd with Toys;

Thy Lord's Commands more nice do,
And aim at higher Joys.

They bid us wake to seek new Grace,
And some fresh Virtue gain;
They call us up to mend our Pace,
Till we the Prize attain.

That glorious Prize for which all run,
Who wisely spend their Breath;
Who, when this weary Life is done,
Are sure of Rest in Death.

Not such a Rest as here we prove,
Disturb'd with Cares and Fears,

But endless Joy, and Peace, and Love,
Unmix'd with Grief and Tears.

Ejaculation II.

Why do we seek Felicity

Where 'tis not to be found?

And not, dear Lord look up to thee

Where all delights abound?
Why do we seek our Treasure here
On this false barren Sand,

Where nought but empty Shells appear,

And Marks of Shipwreck stand?

O world, how little do thy Joys

Concern a Soul that knows

It self not made for such low Toys
As thy poor Hand bestows?
How cross art thou to that Design
For which we had our Breath?

We who were made in Heav'n to shine,

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Thou bowest down to Earth.
Nay, to thy Hell, for thither sink

All that to thee submit;

Thou strow'st some Flowers on the Brink

To drown us in the Pit.

World, take away thy Tinsel Wares

That dazel here our Eyes;

Let us ascend above the Stars,

Where all our Treasures lyes.

Ejaculation III.

Let others take their Course,

And sing what Name they please; Let Wealth or Beauty be their Themes, Such empty Sounds as these.

For me I'll ne'er admire

A Lump of burnish'd Clay.
Howe'er it shines it is but Dust,

And shall to Dust decay.
Sweet Jesus is his Name

My Song shall still adore,

Sweet Jesus is the charming Word
That Does my Life restore.
When I am dead in Grief,

Or, which is worse, in Sin,

I call on Jesus, and he hears,
And I to live begin.

Down then, down both my knees,

Most humbly to the Ground,

While with mine Eyes and Voice lift up

Aloud these Lines I sound.

Live gracious King of Heaven,

By all in Heaven ador'd;

Live gracious Saviour of the World,

Our chief and only Lord.

My God, had I my Breath from thee,
This Pow'r to speak and sing,

And shall my Voice, and shall my Song,
Praise any but their King?

My God, had I my Soul from thee,
This Power to judge and chuse.
And shall my Brain, and shall my Will,
Their best to thee refuse:

Alas! not this alone, nor that,
Hast thou bestow'd on me,
But all I have, and all I hope,
I have and hope from thee.
And more I have, and more I hope,
Than I can speak or think,

The Blessings still refresh, then fill,
Then overflow the Brink.

But tho' my Voice and Fancy be
Too low to reach thy. Praise,
Yet both extol thy glorious Name
As high as they can raise.

Ejaculation V.

Open thine Eyes, my Soul, and see
Once more the Light returns to thee;

(37) Look round about, and chuse the Way
Thou mean'st to travel o'er this Day.
Think on the Dangers thou may'st meet,
And always watch thy sliding Feet;
Think where thou once hast fall'n before,
And mark the Place, and fall no more.
Think on the Helps thy God bestows,
And strive to steer thy Life by those;
Think on the Sweets thy Soul did feel
When thou didst well, and do so still.