Guilty, but with heart-relenting, Send, Oh fend me, quick relief. Whither fhould a wretch be flying? With Thy righteoufnefs and spirit, Without Thee, the world poffeffing, Hear then, bleffed SAVIOR, hear me : In the world of endless ruin, "Here's a foul that perifh'd, fuing Sav'd! the deed shall spread new glory, The following hymn was compofed by the editor, on the evening prior to the interment of his wife, and was fung at her funeral, Dec. 16, 1789. She was daughter of Hugh Jofiah Hanfard, Efq. one of his Majefty's Justices of the Peace, for the county of Middlefex: was married but ten months, and died in the 23d. year of her age; her remains, with that of her infant, were depofited in a new vault in Salem Chapel. Her amiable difpofitions and the fweetnefs of her manners, left a lasting fenfe of real excellence on the minds of her acquaintance, whofe unanimous opinion would deem any any formal panegyris too trifling an expression of their exalted fentiments on a character fo juftly beloved. To gratify a few friends, thefe three verfes appear in the prefent collection, as a fmall tribute to her memory. V. Funeral. P. M. AR above death's dreary empire! F Far beyond the reach of woe, In fair Salem," Wall'd with fapphire," Which this houfe of clay refign'd, Saints and feraphs, without number, But in fonnets, without ceafing, CHRIST, the author of falvation, e. E VI. Rev. vii. 13. L. M.' XALTED high, at GoD's right hand, With glory crown'd in white array, |