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The Shamrock

or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte]

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HYMN.

[Parent of Good! O God supreme!]

Parent of Good! O God supreme!
The helpless Orphan's Friend!
Thy gracious Aid the Wretched claim,
To thee their Cries ascend:
With tender Pity warm each Heart,
With Charity divine;
And boundless Bliss to those impart,
Whose Works resemble Thine.
When, cloath'd with Terrors, God shall rise,
To scourge a Nation's Pride;
When, wing'd with Death, his Lightning flies,
And spreads Destruction wide;
When Earthquakes burst the trembling Sphere,
And Nature's Face deform;
Your pious Alms shall guard you there,
And shield you from the Storm.

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Since God, with unexampled Care,
Bestows what you possess,
'Tis Yours, the Gifts of Heaven to share,
And whilst He blesses, bless.
Think, while you bid the fruitful Stream
Of Christian Bounty flow,
That Angels shall, in Heaven, proclaim
Each Mercy shewn below.
 

This Hymn was sung by the Children of St. Peter's Parish, Dublin, before a Charity Sermon preached by the Rev. John Lawson, D. D. S. F. T. C. D. shortly after the Earthquake at Lisbon.