Reflections on the Disciples forsaking CHRIST, when he was betrayed. Matt. xxvi. -56

Behold the Son of GOD'S Delight; His Smiles how sweet! His Rays how bright! A Friend of Tenderness unknown: To the last Breath he lov'd his own.

But lo! his Friends, his Brethren dear Fled, when they saw his Danger near; And not one gen'rous Heart remains To shield his Life, or share his Pains.

So frail is Man; so frail are we, When unsupported, LORD, by Thee; Thus shrinks our Faith; thus droops our Love, And thus our Vows abortive prove.

Blest Jesus, thine own Pow'r impart, And bind in Cords of Love my Heart: The Fugitive no more shall flee, But keep thro' Death its Hold on Thee.