Epigram, 1734

Born to be slaves, our fathers freedom sought,
And with their blood the precious treasure bought;
We their mean offspring our own bondage plot,
And, born to freedom, for our chains we vote.


Epigram V

Prayer and thanksgiving is the vital breath
That keeps the spirit of a man from death;
For pray'r attracts into the living soul
The life, that fills the universal whole.


Epigram IV

He is a Sinner, you are pleas'd to say;
Then love him for the sake of Christ, I pray,
If on his gracious Words you place your trust,
-'I came to call the sinner; not the just,'-
Second his Call; which if you will not do,
You'll be the greater sinner of the two.


Epigram III

A Heated Fancy, or Imagination,
May be mistaken for an Inspiration -
True; but is this Conclusion fair to make,
That Inspiration must be all mistake?
A pebble Stone is not a Diamond - true;
But must a Di'mond be a Pebble too?


Epigram II

Zeal without Meekness, like a ship at sea,
To rising storms may soon become a prey;
And Meekness without Zeal is still the same,
When a dead calm stops ev'ry sailor's aim.


Epigram I

Nor Steel, nor Flint alone produces fire;
No spark arises till they both conspire:
Nor Faith alone, nor work without is right;
Salvation rises, when they both unite.


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