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2 [Life is the hour that G.o.d has given To 'scape from h.e.l.l, and fly to heaven, The day of grace, and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day.]

3 The living know that they must die, But all the dead forgotten lie, Their memory and their sense is gone, Alike unknowing and unknown.

4 [Their hatred and their love is lost, Their envy bury'd in the dust; They have no share in all that's done Beneath the circuit of the sun.]

5 Then what my thoughts design to do, My hands, with all your might pursue, Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope beneath the ground.

6 There are no acts of pardon past In the cold grave to which we haste, But darkness, death, and long despair Reign in eternal silence there.

Hymn 1:89.

Youth and judgment, Eccles. 11. 9.

1 Ye sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue, Taste the delight your souls desire, And give a loose to all your fire.

2 Pursue the pleasures ye design, And cheer your hearts with songs and wine, Enjoy the day of mirth; but know There is a day of judgment too.

3 G.o.d from on high beholds your thoughts, His book records your secret faults; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun.

4 The vengeance to your follies due Should strike your hearts with terror thro': How will ye stand before his face, Or answer for his injur'd grace?

5 Almighty G.o.d, turn off their eyes From these alluring vanities; And let the thunder of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord.

Hymn 1:90.

The same.

1 Lo the young tribes of Adam rise, And thro' all nature rove, Fulfil the wishes of their eyes, And taste the joys they love.

2 They give a loose to wild desires, But let the sinners know, The strict account that G.o.d requires Of all the works they do.

3 The Judge prepares his throne on high, The frighted earth and seas Avoid the fury of his eye, And flee before his face.

4 How shall I bear that dreadful day, And stand the fiery test?

I give all mortal joys away To be for ever blest.

Hymn 1:91.

Advice to youth; or, Old age and death in an unconverted state, Eccles. 12. 1 7. Isa. 65. 20.

1 Now in the heat of youthful blood Remember your Creator G.o.d, Behold the months come hastening on When you shall say, ”My joys are gone.”

2 Behold, the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes Down to the regions of the dead, With endless curses on his head.

3 The dust returns to dust again, The soul in agonies of pain Ascends to G.o.d, not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to h.e.l.l.

4 Eternal King! I fear thy Name, Teach me to know how frail I am; And when my soul must hence remove, Give me a mansion in thy love.

Hymn 1:92.