Not she with trait'rous kiss her Master stung,
Not she denied him with unfaithful tongue;
She, when apostles fled, could danger brave,
Last at his cross, and earliest at his grave.
MISS FANNY STEERS.
Song.
The last link is broken
That bound me to thee,
And the words thou hast spoken
Have rendered me free.
RICHARD BAXTER.
1615-1691.
Love breathing Thanks and Praise.
I preached as never sure to preach again,
And as a dying man to dying men.