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it into annihilation: but blessed be God, for informing the conscience, by the secret whispers of nature, and the clear light of Revelation, that death is only the passport to another life, and while the resolutely wicked have every thing to fear in it, those, who are not weary in well doing," have every thing to hope!

In the last conflict of nature, comfortably will they feel the sentiments of an admired poet, who represents the language dying Christian to his soul,” in these animating and celestial words:

" of a

VITAL spark of heav'nly fiame,
Quit, oh quit this mortal frame:
Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying,

Oh the pain, the bliss of dying !
Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife,
And let me languish into life.

Hark! they whisper; Angels say,
Sister Spirit, come away.
What is this absorbs me quite?

Steals my senses, shuts my sight,
Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Tell me, my Soul, can this be death?

The

The world recedes; it disappears
Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears

With sounds seraphic ring :
Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!
O Grave! where is thy Victory?

O Death! where is thy Sting?

FIVIS.

LATELY PUBLISHED BY THE SAME AUTHOR.

SERMONS,

PREACHED ON PUBLIC OCCASIONS.

THE THIRD EDITION.

ALSO,

THE FRIENDLY CALL

OF

TRUTH AND REASON,

TO

A new Species of Dissenters;

TO WHICH ARE PREFIXED,

A FEW OBSERVATIONS

ON THE

ACT OF TOLERATION.

THE THIRD EDITION.

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