XXVI. The Impossibility of Prospering while we harden ourselves against GOD.

THE Great Jehovah! who shall dare
With him to tempt unequal War?
What Heart of Steel shall dare t'oppose
And league among his hard'ned Foes?

At his Command the Lightnings dart,
And swift transfix the rebel Heart:
Earth trembles at his Look, and cleaves,
And Legions sink in living Graves.

Where are the haughty Monarchs now,
Who scorn'd his Word with lowring Brow?
Where are the Trophies of their Reigns?
Or where their Ruin's last Remains?

See Pharaoh sinking in the Tide!
See Babel's Tyrant, mad with Pride,
Graze with the Beasts! hear Herod roar,
While Worms his Deity devour!

See from the Turrets of the Skies
Tall Cherubs sink, no more to rise;
And trace their Rank on Thrones of Light
By heavier Chains, and darker Night.

Great GOD! and shall this Soul of mine
Presume to challenge Wrath divine?
Trembling I seek thy Mercy-Seat,
And lay my Weapons at thy Feet.