CXLVII I.

ACTS Chap. XVI. Ver. 26, 27, 28.

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26. Suddenly there was a great earthquake, fo that the foundations of the prifon were fhaken and im mediately all the doors were opened, and every one's bands were loofed.

27. And the keeper of the prison awaking out of his fleep, and feeing the prifon-doors open, he drew his fword, and would have killed himself, fuppofing that the prifoners had been fled.

28. But Paul cried with a loud voice, faying, Do thy felf no harm; for we are all here.

CXLIX.

Eutychus dead by a fall is raifed to Life by St. Paul.

O Afian Troas, not unknown to Fame, The Great Apoftle of the Gentiles came; The Church together his Arrival brought, Whom now till heavy dead of Night he taught; Young Eutychus among the reft was there, In a large Window plac'd to take the Air; And fhun the ftifling Heat; fo long he staid, Till heavy Slumbers did his Eyes invade ; When down he funk three dreadful Stories deep, And there had lain in everlasting Sleep, But with Compaffion him the Saint survey'd, And on him his All-healing Hands he laid; And while his hopeless Friends around him mourn'd, To his forfaken Breaft his wand'ring Soul return'd.

CXLIX.

ACTS Chap. XX. Ver 9, to 12.

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9. There fat in a window a certain young man, named Eutychus, being fallen into a deep fleep: and as Paul was long preaching, he funk down with fleep, and fell down from the third loft, and was taken up dead.

10. And Paul went down, and fell on him, and embracing him, faid, Trouble not your felves; for hi life is in him.

11. When he therefore was come up again, and had broken bread, and eaten, and talked a long while, even till break of day, so he departed.

12. And they brought the young man alive.

C L.

St. Paul entertain'd by the Barbarians, unhurt by the Viper.

Caped from the Sea, and dropping with the
Waves,

A Rock which loft the Ship, th' Apostle faves:
The barb'rous Infulairs, who long before

Wishing the Wrack ftood watching on the Shore; When him they faw, were chang'd to mild and kind,

And gentle Pity feiz'd their soften'd Mind;
A. Stranger there till now, they spread the Sand,
And help the weary Paffengers to Land:
A Fire they make, their frozen Limbs to warm,
And dry them, wet and beaten by the Storm:
When from the Heat a dreadful Viper sprung,
Fix'd on th' Apoftle's Hand, and winding hung.
Th' affrighted Iflanders around him fled,

And

every moment look'd to see him dead :
A Murd'rer fure, whom, tho' the Waves he'd pass'd,
Impartial Vengeance found, and feiz'd at last.
He fhook the Viper off amid the Fire,

And felt no harm, ftill more the Crowd admire.
Tho' him a Murderer they thought before,
A God! A God! they cry, and only-not adore.

CL.

ACTS Chap. XXVIII. Ver. 2, 3, 4, 5.

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2. The barbarous people kindled a fire, and re ceived us every one, because of the prefent rain, and becaufe of the cold.

3. And when Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks, and laid them on the fire, there came a viper out of the beat, and faftened on his band.

4. And when the barbarians faw the venemous beaft hang on his hand, they faid among themfelves, No doubt this man is a murderer, whom though he hath efcaped the fea, yet vengeance fuffereth not to live. 5. And be book off the beast into the fire, and felt no harm.