One of the Ministers of Edinburgh, and Professor of Theology in the University there.

B LESS'D Meldrum 's gone, the church's radiant light
On earth he shined, shines now in heav'n more bright;
He's by that God whom he so dearly lov'd,
To endless bliss and heav'nly joys remov'd.
A gloomy cloud o'er Scotland's church is spread,
Now her good guide, the holy Meldrum, 's dead.
Great man of God, thou'rt gone, and we lament
That now the church's radiant taper 's spent.
No more shall sinners listen to thy tongue,
Our harps are now upon the willows hung;
O how his lips with charming words did move,
While opening up the mysteries of love:
His heart was seen, and heav'n shone in his face,
When lecturing on the covenant of grace.
Too good for earth, he's fled to saints above,
And there drinks in eternal draughts of love.

Cura fuit recte vivere cura mori.
Et tamen hoc nihil est preter amare deum.