N00935:62
Agreeable admonitions for old & young. Or, Aged piety honoured, and early piety quickened.…
Agreeable admonitions for old & young. Or, Aged piety honoured, and early piety quickened. In a brief discourse, delivered, April 25. 1703. : [Two lines of quotation in Latin]
Boston: printed by T. Green, 1703
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CONVERSION EXEMPLIFIED.
AND now, to Life Raised by the Heavenly Call, Henceforth, Vain Idols, I Renounce you all. Vile Flesh, Thy raging Lust, and sordid Ease, My winged Soul now shall not serve and please. False World, Thy Laws shall be no longer mine, Nor to thy Ways my New-born Soul incline. Satan, Thou wilt, I know, my Tempter be; But thy Temptation shall not Govern me. ⟨p. 44⟩Foolish live been; O Lord, I blush, I grieve; And gladly would my Woeful Folly leave. Fain would I Turn to God; but can't alone: Help, Sovereign Grace, or it will ne'er be done! To the Great GOD of Heaven I repair, And Helped by Heaven, thus to Him declare. Great GOD, Since to be Mine Thou willing art, Oh! Be Thou mine! Replies my Conquered Heart. To Glorify Thee, Glorious Lord, I take, For That alone, which can me Happy make.
AND now, to Life Rais'd by the Heavenly Call, Henceforth, Vain Idols, I Renounce you all. Vile Flesh, Thy raging Lust, and sordid Ease, My winged Soul now shall not serve and please. FalseWorld, Thy Laws shall be no longer mine, Nor to thy Wayes my New-born Soul incline. Satan, Thou wilt, I know, my Tempter be; But thy Temptation shall not Govern me. ⟨p. 44⟩Foolish live been; O Lord, I blush, I grieve; And gladly would my Woful Folly leave. Fain would I Turn to God; but can't alone: Help, Sovereign Grace, or it will ne'er be done! To the Great GOD of Heaven I repair, And Help'd by Heaven, thus to Him declare. Great GOD, Since to be Mine Thou willing art, Oh! Be Thou mine! Replies my Conquered Heart. To Glorify Thee, Glorious Lord, I take, For That alone, which can me Happy make.