The history of The Old Testament In verse With One Hundred and Eighty sculptures: In Two Volumes. Vol. I. From the Creation to the Revolt of the Ten Tribes from the House of David. Vol. II. From that Revolt to the End of the Prophets. Written by Samuel Wesley ... The Cuts done by J. Sturt |
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CLXXIII. 1 Kings, Chap. XVIII. from Ver. 17. to Ver. 39.
Ahab's Discourse with Elijah. The heavenly Fire consumes the Prophet's Sacrifice on Mount Carmel, &c.
Arriv'd, the sullen Tyrant first survey'd
The Messenger of Heav'n, and thus he said;
Art thou the Traitor, insolent and vain,
Who dar'st a diff'rent God from mine maintain,
To nourish Faction, and disturb my Reign?
Unmov'd and firm the Prophet thus replies,
With Thunder in his Voice, and Lightning in his Eyes;
'Tis thou, lost Prince! and thy devoted Line,
Who from th'Almighty's sacred Laws decline,
That fill with weighty Plagues th'Apostate Land,
Which all your helpless Idols can't withstand:
But if thy Priests their Worship dare defend,
For all their num'rous Seminary send;
To Carmel let 'em with the Tribes repair,
Nor single shall I fear to meet 'em there;
—“He said, with such a Voice and such an Air
As shook the King, his conscious Heart gave way,
He own'd Superior Pow'r, and dar'd not but obey.
They came, and see the spatious Mountain's Head
Is with innumerable Thousands spred;
To whom Elijah fervent thus apply'd.
—How long will you your dubious Faith divide?
If Baal be God, your Father's God disdain,
If not, adore th'unutterable Name!
With Guilt confounded they and silent stood,
When thus the Prophet his Discourse pursu'd.
I only for the Lord of Hosts appear,
But Baal can shew almost an Army here.
Two free-neck'd Bullocks bring, the Choice be theirs,
T'invoke their God with Sacrifice and Pray'rs!
The same to Israel's awful Pow'r will I,
And he who shall by heavenly Fires reply,
Be own'd of all the true Divinity!
The Motion pleas'd; who e're was in the wrong,
The stiff-neck'd People still for Wonders long.
The Pomp of Baal's Procession first proceeds,
The Chemarim array'd in Sable Weeds:
With many a mystic Dream and Paynim rite,
The Victim slay, and thund'ring Baal invite:
The resty God did silent still remain,
Their barb'rous Yells and secret Names in vain:
Louder, yet louder, says the Prophet, call!
Such Whispers ne're can reach your slumb'ring Baal:
Or in deep Thoughts engag'd he makes you stay,
Revolving on the Bus'ness of the Day;
Or of his Fellow-Gods he Counsel takes,
Pursues his Foes, or some long Journey makes.
Agen they cry, agen their Throats they strain,
And discipline their Flesh, but all in vain:
Like Franticks, on their Altar leap and bound,
Stain'd with the Blood that gush'd from many a fruitless Wound:
No Fire, no Voice, no Answer, no Regard;
The Messenger of Heav'n, and thus he said;
Art thou the Traitor, insolent and vain,
Who dar'st a diff'rent God from mine maintain,
To nourish Faction, and disturb my Reign?
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With Thunder in his Voice, and Lightning in his Eyes;
'Tis thou, lost Prince! and thy devoted Line,
Who from th'Almighty's sacred Laws decline,
That fill with weighty Plagues th'Apostate Land,
Which all your helpless Idols can't withstand:
But if thy Priests their Worship dare defend,
For all their num'rous Seminary send;
To Carmel let 'em with the Tribes repair,
Nor single shall I fear to meet 'em there;
—“He said, with such a Voice and such an Air
As shook the King, his conscious Heart gave way,
He own'd Superior Pow'r, and dar'd not but obey.
They came, and see the spatious Mountain's Head
Is with innumerable Thousands spred;
To whom Elijah fervent thus apply'd.
—How long will you your dubious Faith divide?
If Baal be God, your Father's God disdain,
If not, adore th'unutterable Name!
With Guilt confounded they and silent stood,
When thus the Prophet his Discourse pursu'd.
I only for the Lord of Hosts appear,
But Baal can shew almost an Army here.
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T'invoke their God with Sacrifice and Pray'rs!
The same to Israel's awful Pow'r will I,
And he who shall by heavenly Fires reply,
Be own'd of all the true Divinity!
The Motion pleas'd; who e're was in the wrong,
The stiff-neck'd People still for Wonders long.
The Pomp of Baal's Procession first proceeds,
The Chemarim array'd in Sable Weeds:
With many a mystic Dream and Paynim rite,
The Victim slay, and thund'ring Baal invite:
The resty God did silent still remain,
Their barb'rous Yells and secret Names in vain:
Louder, yet louder, says the Prophet, call!
Such Whispers ne're can reach your slumb'ring Baal:
Or in deep Thoughts engag'd he makes you stay,
Revolving on the Bus'ness of the Day;
Or of his Fellow-Gods he Counsel takes,
Pursues his Foes, or some long Journey makes.
Agen they cry, agen their Throats they strain,
And discipline their Flesh, but all in vain:
Like Franticks, on their Altar leap and bound,
Stain'd with the Blood that gush'd from many a fruitless Wound:
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Not so when God's bless'd Altar now repair'd,
The Victim slain, the Turf the Prophet press'd,
And thus to Israel's Fear with fervent Vows address'd.
The Victim slain, the Turf the Prophet press'd,
And thus to Israel's Fear with fervent Vows address'd.
“God of our Fathers hear, and make it known,
“That thou art Israel's God, and thou alone:
“That I thy Servant, not in vain pretend,
“Thou me didst to thy once lov'd People send:
“O turn their Hearts, thy banish'd Truth restore,
“And in thy Seat let Idols reign no more.
“That thou art Israel's God, and thou alone:
“That I thy Servant, not in vain pretend,
“Thou me didst to thy once lov'd People send:
“O turn their Hearts, thy banish'd Truth restore,
“And in thy Seat let Idols reign no more.
When thrice it thunders in th'unclouded Sky,
And Lightnings thro' illumin'd Ether fly,
Shooting direct, they to the Altar came,
Nor Flesh, nor solid Stones resist the Flame;
Nor cou'd the Water which surrounds the Trench,
Lick'd up like Dust th'etherial Vigour quench:
Prostrate on Earth the trembling People fell,
The Lord is God they cry, the God of Israel!
And Lightnings thro' illumin'd Ether fly,
Shooting direct, they to the Altar came,
Nor Flesh, nor solid Stones resist the Flame;
Nor cou'd the Water which surrounds the Trench,
Lick'd up like Dust th'etherial Vigour quench:
Prostrate on Earth the trembling People fell,
The Lord is God they cry, the God of Israel!
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