An ODE MADE ON THE WELCOME NEWS OF The safe Arrival and kind Reception OF THE Scottish Collony AT Darien in America.
NOw is the time for
Thanks and
Praise;
Now is the time, when ev'ry
Tongue
Should echo forth a joyful
Song:
When
Scotland with joint Notes should raise
To
HEAV'N glad
Consorts of
Harmonious Lays.
II.
Consider
SCOTS, how much ye owe
to
Heaven's
Protecting Pow'r above;
what mighty Tributes of your
Love,
And
Grateful Service should ye show!
How lowly
Worship Him on Earth below!
III.
Who by
His Divine Pow'r does guide
the infant weakness of your
State,
and shows that
He will make ye
Great;
Provided ye in's Fear abide,
And from your Necks shake every yoak beside.
IV.
It's
He alone, that can
Chastise
our
Sins; and it is
He alone
that can our
Blemishes Attone;
Whose awful
Nod doth shake the
Skies,
And all the quaking
World terrifies.
V.
His Gracious
over-ruling Sway
sent out a gentle
prosp'rous Breeze,
to sweep our
Navy o're the Seas.
In
Three Moons they travers'd their way,
And safely Rode in their intended
Bay.
VI.
He sooth'd the
Natives savage Breasts,
and thaw'd them to
Humanity
almost like
Christian Charity;
They whom they dreaded worse than
Beasts,
Joyn all as
Brethren in their
Jovial Feasts.
VII.
Their
Land they freely did Resign,
and all the
Treasures of their Soil,
and frankly bear a share i' th' Toil,
To carry on the Great Design,
And, for their
Common Intrest, both Combine.
VIII.
He safely did conduct again,
the welcome, much desir'd
Express,
confirming our
Great Happiness:
He smooth'd the rageing of the
Main,
And made it like a level
Bowling Plain.
IX.
The
Countrey now will be at ease,
the tender
Mothers will no more
their Sons
Ʋncertain Fate deplore;
And
Indian Gold shall soon release
The Nation from its
Tempral
Poverty
*Grand Disease.
X
No swarms of
Beggars shall annoy,
no
Vagabounds corrupt our
Wealth;
but every Man that enjoys Health,
His frugal
Countrey shall
imploy
T'increase our
Store, & crown our
lasting Joy.
XI.
Let the
Fourth of November stand
a lasting
Feast-day on Record
as
Birth-day of our
Soveraign Lord,
And that on which our
Darling Band
First set their Foot on
Caledonia's Land.
XII.
May the first Week of that Month be
as lucky to us ever more,
as it has been in times before,
In bringing forth our
Liberty
From
Powder-plots and
Arbitrary Tyranny.
EDINBURGH, Printed by James Watson in Craig's Closs 1699.