LESSON XXVI. Reflections on the value of the soul

Eternal God! what shall I do! My nature trembles at the view. For me the fruits of glory grow, Or hell awaits my fall below. My deathless soul herself surveys, With joy, and terror, and amaze: O be thy shield around me spead, To guard the spirit thou hast made. Save me from snares of earth and hell, And from myself preserve me well; Lest all the heavenly truths I know, Increase my guilt, and shame, and woe.