The Stability of the divine Foundation, and its double Inscription. 2 Tim. ii. 19

To Thee, great Architect on high, Immortal Thanks be paid, Who, to support thy sinking Saints, This firm Foundation laid.

Fix'd on a Rock thy Gospel stands, And braves the Rage of Hell; And, while the Saviour's Hand protects, His Blood cements it well.

Here will I build my final Hope; Here rest my weaty Soul; Majestick shall the Fabrick rise, Till Glory crown the whole.

Deep on my Heart, All-gracious LORD, Engrave its double Seal; Which, while it speaks thy honour'd Name, Its sacred Use may tell.

Dear by a thousand tender Bonds Thy Saints to Thee are known; And, conscious what a Name they bear, Iniquity they shun.