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XCVL

The Parable of the rich Glutton mi
Lazarus.

A Lord there was of vast Estate and Pride,

Whose Robes inTyrian Purple doubly dy'd; Whose Linen, nice and costly as his Fare, Might well with those of Eastern Kings compare: Ah! how unlike, a Wretch who at his Gate, Cover'd with Ulcers, for an Alms did wait, But waits in vain, nor wou'd they him afford The broken Reliques of their festal Board: At length he dies, and free'd from Pain and Care, Kind Angels him to Abr'kam's Bosom bear: Nor cou'd the other's Wealth exempt from Fate, He dies, and greedy Fiends his exit wait: From the dark Pit of Pain he rais'd his Eyes, Abr'ham and Lafrtu sees in Paradise; One drop of Water thence in vain desires, To cool his Tongue, when fcorch'd amidst infernal Fires.

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19. There w/is a certain rich man which was clothed in purple, and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day.

. 20. And there was a certain begger named LaZarns, whicii was laid at his gate stitt of fores,

%t. And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table: moreover the dogs cam: and licked his feres:

22. And it came to pass that the begger died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham s bosom : the rich man also died, and was buried.

13. And in hell he lift up his eyes, &C.

XGVII.

Ten Lefers cleansed: the Samaritan only returns thanks.

A Village which did Galilee divide -** From more abhorr'd Samaria's Northern side, By chance receiv'd our Lord, as he came down, From his own Fields, for Salem's sacred Town: Ten Lepers, an impure and odious Band, Descry'dhim entring; they at distance stand, And- Jesus, Master, Help, aloud they cry; He bids cm to the Priests themselves apply: Nor sooner they the Road for Salem took, But them the stubborn Malady forsook: One of the Ten who saw himself restor'd, Return'd immediate, and our Lord ador'd: He prais'd th'All-High for his mirac lous Grace, Tho' he of curs'd Samaria's hated Race.

Somediing of Wonder thus our Lord exprest. Were not Ten cleans'd, but where are all the rest? Not one but this poor Stranger Glory gives To God's Great Name, from whom he Health receives. —Thy Faith has sav'd thee, I thy Soul release From all its Sins and Fears, and bid thee— Go in Peace.

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14. yf»rf n>/je» iff yiw fin», he said unto them] Go shew your selves unto the priests. Audit cami

1 to pass, that as they went, they were cleansed.

15. And one of them, when he saw that he was Ixaled, turned back,, and w'ith a hud voice glorified God,

16. And fell down on his face at hit sett, giving him thanks : and he was a Samaritan.

17. And Jesus answering said, Were not ten ctemsid? but where are the nine?

XCVIII.

The Pharisee and TuUicM go to fray in the Temple.

HT W O Suppliants to the Temple did repair,
T atone high Heav'n with Sacrifice and
Pray'r.

The one a Pharisee, who thus begins,
And boasts his Virtues, but forgets his Sins.
—I thank thee Lord! a Vessel of thy Grace,
Unlike th* abhorr'dand reprobated Race,
Unlike this Publican, that I am free
From fowl Extortion, and Adultery.
To cheat thy Priests of Tithes I ne're was known,
And Fast, for others Sins, but not my own.

Far off, the Publican, dejected stays,
His guilty Eyes to Heav'n he dares not raise,
But thus,contrite, with trembling Voice and-JoW,
—O God! to me a Sinner, mercy (how.
This humble Penitent acceptance gain'd,

"While the proud Pharisee in Wrath and Sin re

main'd,

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