the kingdom, when he has destroyed the last enemy, Death. Our opponents must also unavoidably admit, (unless they abandon their own principles,) that after the day of judgment nothing can remain that the Scriptures call Death, but the sin and misery of the condemned. Since, therefore, Death will not be destroyed for ages after the day of judgment, and yet the only Death that can remain after that day, is the sin and misery of the condemned; the conclusion is inevitable, that all guilt and pain will expire with this last Enemy. Once more, therefore, we inquire, how there can be a fixed, unalterable state,' till the full arrival of that period, when shall come to pass that triumphant saying, Death is swallowed up in victory!'

I will ransom them from the power of the grave: I will redeem them from Death: Death, I will be thy plagues: O Grave, I will be thy destruction.'

Behold the full, the glorious, the unavoidable result! The last, tremendous Foe, shall feel the mortal wound; the arrow of the Lord of life shall drink up his spirit; Sin will expire; Pain be found no more; every tear, be wiped from every eye; and Death himself, be swallowed up, in the glorious conquest, of immortal life, and universal joy. • Then shall come to pass that triumphant saying, Death is swallowed up in victory! •0 Grave! where is thy victory! O Death! where is thy sting!'

HYMN.

[BY THE AUTHOR.]

1

High o'er the heav'n of heav'ns, I saw (and trembled,)
O God of gods! thy robes of sacred splendour;
Thunders cherubic shouting, 'Holy! holy!

2

Lord God Almighty!"

Drop down, ye heav'ns! and pour a flood of glory;
Ye shades of death, the dawn of life approaches;
Mortals shall learn the music of thy thunders,

Infinite Goodness!

3

Rise from the dust, array'd in godlike beauty,

O Solyma!* immorta! joys await thee;

See thy whole race, from heav'n, earth, floods, assembling,

4

Crown'd with Salvation.

Nations unborn shall throng thy flaming portals;

And midnight silence hear the lofty chorus,
Hailing the Morn, that lifts her smiling eyelids,
No more to slumber.

5

Shout, ye loud winds! the universal triumph;

Sing to the world, Thy God! thy God! descendeth,
Rears his high hand, and swears, I live for ever,

Live, thy Redeemer.''

* Jerusalem.