CLVII. Jonah's Faith recommended.

LORD, we have broke thy holy Laws,
And slighted all thy Grace;
And justly thy vindictive Wrath
Might cast us from thy Face.

Yet while such Precedents appear
Mark'd in thy sacred Book,
We from these Depths of Guilt and Fear
Will to thy Temple look.

To Thee, in our Redeemer's Name,
We raise our humble Cries;
May these our Pray'rs, perfum'd by him,
Like grateful Incense rise.

O never may our hopeless Eyes
An absent GOD deplore,
Where the dear Temples of thy Love
Shall stand reveal'd no more.

Far from those Regions of Despair
Appoint our Souls a Place;
Where not a Frown thro' endless Years
Shall veil thy lovely Face.