The Mutability of the Creation, and the Immutability of GOD. Psalm cii. 25-28

Great Former of this various Frame! Our Souls adore thine awful Name; And bow and tremble while they praise The Ancient of Eternal Days.

Thou, LORD, with unsurpriz'd Survey Saw'st Nature rising Yesterday; And, as To-morrow, shall thine Eye See Earth, and Stars in Ruin lye.

Beyond an Angel's Vision bright, Thou dwell'st in self-existent Light; Which shines with undiminish'd Ray, While Suns, and Worlds in Smoke decay.

Our Days a transient Period run, And change with ev'ry circling Sun; And in the firmest State we boast A Moth can crush us into Dust.

But let the Creatures fall around: Let Death consign us to the Ground: Let the last gen'ral Flame arise, And melt the Arches of the Skies:

Calm as the Summer's Ocean, we Can all the Wreck of Nature see, While Grace secures us an Abode, Unshaken as the Throne of GOD.