On God's wondrous Works

When we consider God's Word and Deed,
And see the products of the smallest Seed,
It doth our wonder greatly antedate
With joy, and in our hearts fixt Faith create,
It doth all doubtful thoughts, with truth confute,
When fancy guides our Fingers on the Lute.
But yet these petty arguments of sence,
Must all submit to God's Omnipotence,
In wonders of a higher nature shown!
Which all the Christian World admires, and own.

But know not how the boystrous Sea or Land
Do steady stand; (by God's Supreme Command.)
Who has the Sun and Moon so firmly set,
With Stars, in their fixt Spheres, that no Man yet,
Can by his Industry or Art declare,
How high or what circumference they are,
And yet the Seat of God's Celestial Bliss,
Is still to be admir'd! above all this
Where God himself, Inthron'd is pleas'd to dwell,
Which must in Glory, all the rest excell.

Tho' these be wonders of a large extent,
There be some of much more wonderment!
That God should all Offences here forgive,
And grant us daily comforts while we live.
By our Souls washing in the Crimson Flood,
Of our Bless'd Saviours Sacramental Blood,
By which he does our Claim to Heaven advance,
When we approach in a Seraphick Trance;
And own his Mercies with intire delight,
To glory in his bright Beatick sight.

The more we think, the more we wonder! and
The less of Miracles we understand;
Why the same Earth, should ev'ry year produce
Such various Fruits and Herbs, for humane use;
If Faith and Gratitude did not combine,
To think such Meditations are Divine.
When God with secret Bliss, such joys imparts
As does create true Zeal in pious hearts;
And doth their Souls, with flaming Love invite
To Paradise; inessable to write;
Unless his Holy Spirit should indite.