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THE 

PREFACE- 

||&;$S||HrLE  we  fmg  the  Praifes  of  our  God 
§5  W  g  In  his  Church,  we  are  employ'd  in 

fMSlM  that  Pan  °f  Wor(hiP  which  of  all 
*-*  others  is  the  neareft  a  kin  to  Hea- 
ven j ;    and  'tis  Pity  that  this,  of  all  others, 
mould  be  pcrform'd   the  worft  upon  Earth 
The  Gofpel  brings  us  nearer  to  the  heavenly 
State  than   all  the  former  Dispensations  of 
Crod  amongfc  Men  :  And  in  the  la  ft  Days  of 
the  Gofpd  we  are  bro't  almofl  within  Sieht 
of  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lord  ;  yet,  we  are 
very  much  unacquainted  with  the  Songs  cf 
the  Nenv   *Jerufalem,  and   unpracliYd   in  the 
M  ork  of  Praife.  To  fee  the  dull  Indifference, 
tne  negligent  and  the  thoughtlefs  Air,  that 
fits^upon   the  Faces  of  a  whole  AfTembly, . 
while  the  Pfalm  is  on  their  Lips,  might  tempt 
even  a  charitable  Obferver  to   fufped    tlU 
Fervency  of  inward  Religion  ;  and  'tis  much 
to  be  fear  d,  that  the  Minds   of  moll  of  the 
W  orfliippers  are  ablent  or'unconcern'd    Per 
haps  the  Modes  of   Preaching  in  the  bell 
Ui arches  fiili  want  feme  Degrees  of  Refor 
mation  ;    nor  are  the  Methods  of  Prayer  fo 
perfeel,  as  to  ftand  in  need  of  no  Corredion 
or  improvement:    But  of  all  ou^r  Religious 
^   z  Solemn; ties.  [ 


iv  Tit  PREFACE. 

Solemnities,  Pfalmody  is  the  mofl  unhappily 
managed  :  That  very  Action  which  mould 
elevate  us  to  the  molt  delightful  and  divine 
Senfations,  doth  not  only  flat  our  Devotion, 
but  too  often  awakens  our  Regret,  and 
touches  all  the  Springs  of  Uneafinefs  within  us. 
I  have  been  long  convinc'd  that  one  great 
Occafion  of  this  Evil  arifes  from  the  Matter 
and  Words  to  which  we  confine  all  our  Songs. 
Some  of  them  are  almoft  oppofite  to  the  Spi- 
rit of  the  Gofpel :  Many  of  them  foreign  to 
the  State  of  the  New  Teftament,  and  widely 
different  from  the  prefent  Circumftances  of 
Chriftians.  Hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that 
when  fpiritual  Affections  are  excited  in  us, 
and  our  Souls  are  rais'd  a  little  above  this 
tearth  in  the  Beginning  of  a  Pfalm,  we  are 
check'd  on  a  fudden  in  our  Afcent  to  Hea- 
ven, by  fome  Expreflions  that  are  more  fuited 
to  the  Days  of  Carnal  Ordinances,  and  fit 
only  to  be  fung  in  the  Worldly  Sanfiuary. 
When  we  are  juft  entering  into  an  Evangeli- 
cal Frame,  by  fome  of  the  Glories  of  the 
Gofpel  presented  in  the  brighteft  Figures  of 
Judaifm,  yet  the  very  next  Line  perhaps 
which  the  Clerk  parctls  out  unto  us,  hath 
fomething  in  it  fo  extremely  \feivijb  and 
cloudy,  that  darkens  our  Sight  of  Gcd  the 
Saviour.  Thus  by  keeping  too  clofe  to  Da- 
i'iJ  in  the  Houfe  of  God,  the  Vail  of  Mcfes 
\-  thrown  over  our  Hearts.  While  we  are 
kindling  into  Divine  Love  by  the  Meditati- 
ons of    the   loving   Kindnefs   of  God,   and  the 

n  .*.  few 


The  PRBF  ACE. 


Verfes  forae  dreadful  Curfe  againft  Men  is 
propos'd  to  our  Lips  ;    That  God  would  add 
Lit 'qui ty  unto  their  Iniquity,  nor  let    them  come 
into  his  Righteoujnefs    but  blot  them  out  of  the 
Bosk  of  the  Living.  Pial.  lxix.  26,  27,  28. 
which  is  (o  contrary  to  the  New  Command- 
ment of  loving  our  Enemies  ;  and  even  under 
the  Old  Teftament  is  belt  accounted  for,  by 
referring  it  to  the  Spirit  of  Prophetick  Ven- 
geance.   Some  Sentences  of  the  Pfalmif  that 
are  exprelfive  of  the  Temper   of  our  own 
Hearts,  and  the  Circumftances  of \  our  Lives, 
may  compofe  our  Spirits  to  Serioufnefs,  and 
allure  us  to  a  fweet  Retirement  within  our 
felves ;  but  we  meet  with  a  following  Line, 
which  fo  peculiarly  belongs  but  to  one  A&ion 
or  Hour  of  the  Life   of  David  or  of  Afafh, 
that  breaks  off  our  Song  in  the  Midft  ;  our 
Confciences   are   affrighted,    left   we   mould 
fpeak  a  Falfhood  unto  God  :  Thus  the  Pow- 
ers of  our  Souls  are  fhock'd  on  a  fudden,  and 
our  Spirits  ruffled,  before  we  have  Time   to 
reflect  that  this  may  be  fung  only  as  a  Hiftory 
of  ancient  Saints:    And;  perhaps,    in  fome 
Inftances,  that  Salvo  is  hardly  fufficient  nei- 
ther. Befides,  it  almoft  always  fpoils  the  De- 
votion, by  breaking  the  uniform  Thread  of 
it.     For  while  our  Lips  and  our  Hearts  run 
on  fvveetly  together,  applying  the  Words  to 
our  own  Cafe,  there  is  fomething  of  Divine 
Delight  in  it :   But  at  once  we  are  forced   to 
turn  off  the    Application  abruptly,  and  our 
Lips  fpeak  nothing  but  the  Heart  of  David,' 
Thus  our  own  Hearts  are  as  it  were  forbid 
A3'  the 


1 


J  vi  The  P  R3FJCE. 

fhe  Purfuit  of  the  Song,  and  then  the  Harmo- 
ny and  the  Worfliip  grow  dull  of  meer  Ne. 

celiity. 

Many  Miniilers,  and  many  private  Chrifti- 
ans,  have  W  groan'd  under  this  Inconveni- 
enco,  an<£  have  wifW  rather  than  att         ed  a 

Reformation:  At  their  importunate  and  re- 
pcated  Requefti  I  have  for  fome  Years  paft  de- 
voted many  Hour*  of  Leifure  to  this  Service, 
Par  oe  it  from  my  Thoughts  to  lay  afide  the 
I*ook  of  Pidms  m  publick  Worfhip  ;  few  can 
pretend  fo  great  a  Value  for  them  as  my  {elf  • 
ft  is  the  moll  Artful,  mod  Devotional  and  Di- 
vine Colledion  of  Poefy  ;  and  nothing  can  be 
fuppos  d  more  proper  to  raife  a  pious  Soul  to 
Heaven,  than  fome  Parts  of  that  Book  ;  never 
was  a  Piece  of  experimental  Divinity  fo  nobly 
written,  and  fo  juitly  reverenc'd  andadmir'd- 
But  it  muft  be  acknowledged  Hill,  that  there 
are  a  thoufand  Lines  in  it  which  were  not  made 
for  a  Church  in  our  Days,  to  a/Tume  as  its 
own:  There  are  alfo  many  Deficiencies  of 
Light  and  Glory,  which  our  Lord  Jcfiu  and 
his  Apoftles  have  fupplied  in  the  Writings  of 
the  New  Tertament ;  and  with  this  Advantage 
I  have  compos'd  thefe  Spiritual  Songs,  which 
are  now  prefented  to  the  World.  Nor  is  the 
Attempt  vain  glorious  or  prefuming  ;  for  in  re- 
fpeft  of  clear  Evangelical  Knowledge,  The 
I  Uf  \*  ilH  Ki"&dom  °f  Heaven  is  greater  than 
all  the  Jenxijh  Prophets,  Mat.  xl.  1 1 . 

Now  let  me  give  a  fhort  Account  of  the  fol- 
lowing Compo/ures. 

The 


m  FRSFJCEi  xli 

The  greateft  Part  of  them  are  fuited  to  the 
general  State-  of  the  Gofpel,  and  the  moft 
common  Affairs  of  Chriftians :  I  hope  there 
will  be  very  few  found  but  what  may  properly 
be  ufed  in  a  religious  Aflembly,  and  not  one 
of  them  but  may  well  be  adapted  to  fome  Sea- 
ons,  either  of  private  or  of  publick'Worfhip. 
The  moft  frequent  tempers  ancj  Changes  of 
our  Spirit,  and  Conditions  of  our  Life,  are 
here  copied,  and  the  Breathings  of  our  Piety 
exprefs'd  according  to  the  Variety  of  our  Paf? 
fions ;  our  Love,  our  Fear,  our  Hope,  our 
Defire,'our  Sorrow,  ©ur  Wonder,  and  our  Joy, 
as  they  are  rehVd  into  Devotion,  and  aft  un- 
der the  Influence  and  Conduct  of  the  BleiTed 
Spirit ;  all  converfing  with  God  the  Father  by 
the  new  and  living  Way  of  Accefs  to  the 
Throne,  even  the  Perfon  and  Mediation  of 
our  Lord  Je/us  Cbrijf.  To  him  alfo,  even  to 
the  Lamb  that  <wasjlain  and  noiv  lives ,  Ihav£ 
addreiVd  many  a  Song  ;  for  thu&  doth  the  Holy 
Scripture  inftrutt  and  teach  us  to  worfhip,  in 
the  various  inert  Patterns  of  Chriftian  Pfaimo- 
dy  defcrib'd  in  the  Revelations.  I  have  avoid- 
ed the  moreobfeure  and  controverted  Points  of 
Chriftianity,  that  we  might  all  obey  the  Direc- 
tion of  the  Word  of  God,  and  fag  his  Praift: 
nuiih  Under/landing,  Pfal.  xlvii.  7.  The  Con- 
tentions and  diftinguifhing  Words  of  Sects  and 
Parties  are  fecluded,  that  whole  Afkmblies 
might  a.ffift  at  the  Harmony,  and 'different 
Churches  join  in  the  fame  Worm ip  without 
Offence. 

A  4  If 


viii  The  PREFACE. 

If  any  Expreflions  occur  to  the  Reader  that 
favour  of  an  Opinion  different  from  his  own, 
yet  he  may  obferve  thefe  are  generally  fuch  as 
are  capable  of  an  extcnfive  Senfe,  and  may  be 
ufed  with  a  charitable  Latitude.  I  think  'tis 
moft  agreeable,  that  what  is  provided  for  pub- 
lick  Singing,  mould  give  to  fincere  Confciences 
as  little  Difturbance  as  poffible.  However, 
where  any  unpleafing  Word  is  found,  he  that 
leads  the  Worfhip  may  fubftitue  a  better  ;  for 
(bleiTed  be  God)  we  are  not  confined  to  the 
Words  of  any  Man  in  our  publick  Solemnities. 

The  whole  Book  i&  written  in  four  Sorts  of 
Metre,  and  fitted  to  the  moft  common  Tunes. 
I  have  feldom  permitted  a  Stop  in  the  middle 
of  a  Line,  and  feldom  left  the  end  of  a  Line 
without  one,  to  comport  a  little  with  the  un- 
happy Mixture  of  Reading  and  Singing,  which 
cannot  prefently  be  reformed.  The  Metaphors 
are  generally  funk  to  the  Level  of  vulgar  Ca- 
pacities. I  have  aim'd  at  Eafe  of  Numbers 
anol  Smoothnefs  of  Sound,  and  endeavoured  to 
make  the  Senfe  plain  and  obvious.  If  the  Verfe 
appears  fo  gentle  and  flowing  as  to  incur  the 
Ccnfure  of  Feeblenefs,  I  may  honeftly  affirm, 
that  fometimes  it  coft  me  Labour  to  make  it 
fo  :  Some  of  the  Beauties  of  Poefy  are  neglec- 
ted, and  fome  wilfully  defac'd  :  I  have  thrown 
out  the  Lines  that  were  too  fonorous,  and  have 
given  an  Allay  to  the  Verfe,  left  a  more  exal- 
ted Turn  of  Thought  or  Language  mould  dar- 
ken or  difturb  the  Devotion  of  the  weakeft 
Souls.  But  hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that  I  have 
been  forc'd  to  lay  afide  many  Hymns  after  they 

were 


The  PREFACE  ix 

were  finiuYd,  and  utterly  exclude  them  from 
this  Volume,  becaufe  of  the  bolder  Figures  of 
Speech  that  crouded  themfelves  into  the  Verfe, 
and  a 'more  unconhVd  Variety  of  Number, 
which  I  could  not  eafily  reitrain. 

Thefe,  with  many  other  Divine  and  Moral 
Compofures,  are  now  printed  in  a  fecond  Edi- 
tion of  the  Poems,  entitled,  Horce  Lyrica:  ;  for 
as  in  that  Book  l  have  endeavoured  to  pleafe 
and  profit  the  politer  Part  of  Mankind,  with- 
out offending  the  plainer  Sort  of  Chriftians,  f® 
in  this  it  has  been  my  Labour  to  promote  the 
pious  Entertainment  of  Souls  truly  ferious,  e- 
ven  of  the  meaneft  Capacity,  and  at  the  fame 
Time  (if  pomble)  not  to  give  Difguft  to  Per- 
sons of  richer  Senfe,  and  nicer  Education  ; 
and  I  hope,  in  the  prefent  Volume  this  End 
will  appear  to  be  purfued  with  much  greater 
Happinefs  than  in  the  firft  Impreffion  of  it, 
though  the  World  allures  me  tne  former  has 
not  much  reafon  to  complain. 

The  Whole  is  divided  into  three  Books. 

Ita  the  Firfty  I  have  borrow'd  the  Senfe  and 
much  of  the  Form  of  the  Song  from  fome  par- 
ticular Portions  of  Scripture,  2nd  have  para- 
phras'd  mod  of  the  Doxoiogies  in  the  New 
Teftament,  that  contain  any  Thing  in  them 
peculiarly  Evangelical  ;  .and  many  Parts  of  the 
Gld  Teftaraent  alfo,  that  have  a  Refeienceto 
the  Times  of  the  Mcjfiah.  In  thefe  I  expect 
to  be  often  cenfur'd  for  a  too  religious  Obfer- 
vance  of  the  Words  of  Scripture,  whereby 
the  Verfe  is  weakened  and  debas'd,  according 
to  the  Judgment  cf  the  Criticks :  But  35  my 
A  5  wipfc 


x  Tbe-PREF  ACE. 

whole  Defign  was  to  aid  the  Devotion  of 
Chriftians,  (o  more  efpecially  in  this  Part: 
And  I  am  fatisfied  I  mall  hereby  attain  two 
Ends,  trix.  &%ft  the  Worfhip  of  alf  ferious 
Minds,  to  whom  the  Expreffions  of  Scripture 
are  ever  dear  and  delightful,  and  gratify  the 
Tafte  and  Inclination  of  thofe  who  think  no- 
thing muft  be  fung  unto  God  but  the  Tranfla- 
tions  of  his  own  Word.  Yet  yOu  will  always 
find  'in  this  Paraphrafe  dark  Expreffions  en- 
Kghten'd,  and  the  Levitical  Ceremonies  and 
Hebrew  Forms  of  Speech  chang'd  into  the 
Worihip  of  the  Gofpel,  and  explain'd  in  the 
Language  of  our  Time  and  Nation  ;  and  what 
would  not  bear  fuch  an  Alteration,  is  omitted 
and  laid  afide.  After  this  Manner  mould  I 
rejoice  to  fee  a  good  Part  of  the  Book  of  Ffalms 
fitted  for  the  Ufe  of  our  Churches,  and  David 
converted  into  a  Chriflian  :  But  becaufe  I  can- 
not perfuade  others  to  attempt  this  glorious 
Work,  I  have  fuffered  my  felf  to  be  perfuaded 
to  begin  it,  and  have,  thro'  Divine  Goodnefs, 
already  proceeded  half  Way  through. 

The  Second  Part  confifts  of  Hymns,  whofe 
Form  is  of  mere  human  Compofures,  but  [ 
hope  the  Senfe  and  Materials  will  always  ap- 
pear Divine.  I  might  have  brought  fome  Text 
or  other,  and  apply'd  it  to  the  Margin  of  every 
Verfe,  if  this  Method  had  been  as  ufeful  as  it 
was  eafy.  If  there  be  any  Poems  in  the  Book 
that  are  capable  of  giving  Delight  to  .Perfons 
of  a  more  renVd  Tafte  and  polite  Education, 
perhaps  they  may  be  found  in  this  Part  ;  but 
except  thev  l.iv  licifm, 


The  PREFACE.  xi 

and  enter  into  a  devout  Frame,  every  Ode  here 
already  defpairs  of  pleafmg.  I  confefs  my  felf 
to  have  been  too  often  tempted,  away  from  the 
more   Spiritual  Defign9  I  propos'd,  by   Tome 

fay  and  flowery  Expreffions  that  gratify'd  the 
ancy  ;  the  bright  Images  tco  often  prevail'4 
above  the  Fire  of  Divine  .Af7scT:ion  ;  and  the 
Light  exceeded  the  Heat :  Yet  I  hope,  in  ma- 
ny of  them  the  Reader  will  find  that  Devotion, 
dictated  the  Song,  and  the  Head  and  Hand 
were  nothing  but  Interpreters  and  Secretaries 
to  the  Heart :  Nor  is  the  Magnificence  or  Bold- 
nefs  of  the  Figures  comparable  to  that  Divine 
Licenfe  which  is  found  in  the  {8th  and  63th 
Plalms,  feveral  Chapters  of  Job,  and  other 
Poetical  Parts  of  Scripture :  And  in  this  Re- 
fpeft  I  may  hope  to  efcape  the  Reproof  of'thofe 
who  pay  a Tacred  Reverence  to  the  Bible. 

I  ha,ye  prepared  the  Third  Part  only  for  the 
Celebration  of  the  Lord's  Supper,  that,  in  I- 
mitation  of  our  Bleffed  Saviour,  we  might  fing 
an  Hymn  after  we  have  partaken  of  the  Bread 
and  Wine.  Here  you  will  find  fome  Paraphra- 
fes  of  Scripture,  and  fome  other  Compofitjons. 
There  are  above  One  Hundred  Hymns  in  the 
two  former  Parts  that  may  very  properly  be 
ufed  in  this  Ordinance,  and  fometimes  perhaps 
appear  more  fuitable  than  any  of  trfcfe  laft  ; 
But  the  .  are  Expreffions  generally  ufed  in  thefe 
which  confine  'em  only  to  the  Table 
Lord,  and  therefore  I  have  diiiinguifh'd 
let  'em  by  themfelves. 

A  6 


xii  The  PREFACE. 

If  t*he  LORD,  who  inhabits  the  Praiies  of 
Ifraeh  Hiall  refufe  to  fmile  upon  this  Attempt 
for  the  Reformation  of  Pfalmody  amongft  the 
Churches,  yet  I  humbly  hope  that  his  bleffed 
Spiiit  will  make  thefe  Compofures  ufeful  to 
private  Chriftians  ;  and  if  they  may  but  attain 
the  Honour  of  being  efteem'd  pious  Medita- 
tions, to  aflift  the  devout  and  the  retir'd  Soul  in 
the  Exercifes  of  Love,  Faith  and  Joy,  'twill 
be  a  valuable  Compenfation  of  my  Labours : 
My  Heart  mall  rejoice  at  the  Notice  of  it,  and 
my  God  {hall  receive  the  Glory.  This  was  my 
Hope  and  Vow  in  the  flrft  Publication;  and 
'tis  now  my  Duty  to  acknowledge  to  him,  with 
Thankfulnefs,  how  Hfeful  he  has  made  thefe 
Gbmpoiitions  already,  to  the  Comfort  and  Edi- 
fication of  Societies,  and  of  private  Perfons : 
And  upon  the  fame  Grounds  I  have  a  better 
Profpedt,  and  a  bigger  Hope  of  much  more 
Service  to  the  Church,  by  the  large  Improve- 
ments of  this  Edition,  if  the  Lord  who  dwells 
5n  Zion  fhall  favour  it  with  his  continued  Blc& 
fin-. 


[o] 

To  the  Reverend 

Dr.  W  ATI  Sy 

On  His 

DIVINE    POEMS. 

SAY,  Smiling  Mufe,  what  heav'nly  Strain 
Forbjds  the  Waves  to  roar  ; 
Comes  gently  gliding  o'er  the  Main, 
And  charms  our  lift'ning  Shore  ! 

What  Angel  ftrikes  the  trembling  Strings ; 

And  whence  the  golden  Sound  ! 
Or  is  it  Watts  — -  or  Gabriel  lings 

From  yon  celeftial  Ground  ? 

'Tis  Thou,  Seraphick  Watts  ;  Thy  Lyre 

Plays  foft  along  the  Floods  ; 
Thy  Notes,  the  anfw'ring  Hills  infpire, 

And  bend  the  waving  Woods. 

The  Meads,  with  dying  Mufick  fill'd, 

Their  fmiling  Honours  mow, 
While,  whifp'ring  o'er  each  fragrant  Field. 

The  tuneful  Breezes  blow. 

The  Rapture  founds  in  ev'ry  Trace, 

Ev'n  the  rough  Rocks  regale, 
Freih  flow'ry  Joys  flame  o'er  the  Face 

Of  ev'ry  laughing  Vale 


r°  ] 

And  Thou,  my  Soul,  the  Tranfport  own, 

Fir'd  with  immortal  Heat  ; 
Whilft  dancing  Pulfea  driving  on, 

About  thy  Body  beat. 

Long  as  the  Sun  fhall  rear  his  Head, 

And  chafe  the  flying  Glooms, 
As  blufhingfrOm  his  nuptiakBed 

The  gallant  Bridegroom  comes : 
Long  as  the  dufky  Ev'ning  files 

And  fheds  a  doubtful  Light, 
While  fudden  rufh  along  the  Skie* 

The  fable  Shades  of  Night : 

O  Watts,  thy  fucred  Lays,fo  long. 

Shall  ev'ry  Bofom  fire; 
And  ev'ry  Mnfe,  and  'ev'ry  Tongue 

To  fpeak  thy  Praife,  confpire. 
When  thy  fair  Soul  fhall  on  the  Wings 

Of  (houting  Seraphs  rife, 
And  with  fuperior  Sweetnefs  fings 

Amid  thy  native  Skies ; 
Still  (hall  thy  lofty  Number  flow, 

Melodious  and  Divine  ; 
And  Choirs  above,  and  Saints  below. 

A  deathlefs  Chorus!  join. 
To  our  far  Shores  the  Sound  ihall  roll, 

(So  Philomela  fung) 
And  Eaft  to  Weftfc  and  Pole  to  Pole 

Th'  Eternal  Time  prolong. 

New  ■  England  M .  B  y  i.  e  s . 

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HYMNS 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL     SONGS, 


BOOK     J. 


Collected    from   the  Holy   Scriptures- 
I .  A  New  Sovg   to  the  Lamb   that  was  Jfoirr, 


Rev.  v.  6, 


19,    IZ 


7,  »,  9> 
EHOLD  the  Glories  of  the  Lamb 
Amidft  his  Fathers  Thone  j 
Prepare  new  Honours  for  his  Name, 
And  Songs  before  unknown. 
&  Let  Eiders  worfnip  at  his  Feet, 
The  Church  adore  around, 
With  Vials  full  of  Odours  fweet, 
And  Harps  of  Tweeter  Sound. 
3  Thofe  are  the  Prayers  of  the  Saints, 
And  rhefe  the  Hymns  they  raife  : 
Jeftis  is  kind  to  our  Complaints, 
.He  loves  to  hear  our  Prai'fe. 

[4  Eternal 


2  HTMNS  and  B.I. 

[4  Eternal  Father,  who  fhall  look 
Into  thy  fecret  Will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  Should  take  that  Book, 
And  open  ev'ry  Seal  ! 

5  He  fhall  fulfil  thy  great  Decrees, 

The  Son  defervesit  well  ; 
Lo,  in  his  Hand  the  Sovereign  Keys 
Of  Heav'n,  and  Death  and  Hell] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 

Be  endlefs  BJeflings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  Glory,  Joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  Head. 

7  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  Souls  with  Blood, 

Haft  fet  the  Pris'ners  freet 
Haft  made  us  Kings  and  Priefts  to  God, 
And  we  fhall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  Worlds  of  Nature  and  of  Grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  Pow>  ; 
Then  fhorten  thefe  delaying  Days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  Hour. 

II.    The  Deity  and  Humanity  ofCbrijl, John  i.  i, 
'3,  14.  and  Col.  i.  16.   and  Eph.  iii..  9.  10. 

7'ER  the  blueHeav'ns  were  ftretch'd  abroad, 

From  Everlafiing  was  the  Word  ; 
with  God  he  was  ;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd. 
By  hi:  own  ?o\vV  were  all  Things  made  ; 
ported  all  Things  ftand  ; 
the  whole  Creation's  Head, 
And  S  at  his  Command. 


'E 


B.I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  3 

3  E'er  Sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  Hoft  of  Morning-Stars  ; 
(Thy  Generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  Number  of  thy  Years  ?) 

4  Butlo,  he  leaves  thofe  Heavenly  Forms 
The  Woid  defcends  and  dwells  in  Clay, 
That  he  may  hold  Converfe  with  Worms, 
Dreil  in  fuch  feeble  Flelli  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  Joy  beheld  his  Face, 
Th'  Eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 

How  full  of  Truth  !  how  full  of  Grace  ? 
When  thro'  his  Eyes  the  Godhead  ihone  J 

6  Arch-Angels  leave  their  high  Abode, 
•To,  learn  new  Myft'ries  here,  and  tell 
The  Loves  of  our  descending  God, 
The  Glories  of  EMANUUL. 

III.  The  Nativity  of  Cbrift,   Luke  i.  30.  &V, 
Luke  ii.  10,  &c 

1   "OEHOLD,  the  Grace  appears, 

jD     The  Promife  is  fulfill^  ; 
Mary  the  Wondrous  Virgin  bears, 

And  Jefus  is  the  Child. 
[-2  The  Lord,  the  Higheft  God, 

Calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  Lands  abroad, 

And  gives  him  Da<vid\  Throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  fhall  he  reign 
With  a  peculiar  Sway  ; 

The  Nations  fhall  his  Grace  obtain, 
His  Kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  News, 
A  heavenly  Form  appears  ; 

He 


4  HTMNS  and  S  I# 

He  tells  the  Shepherds  of  their  Joys, 
And  banifhes  their  Fears. 

5  Go  bumble  Swains,  faid  he, 
To  David'j  City  fly, 

The  promised  Infant  born  to  Day, 

Dotb  in  a  Manger  lye. 
6.  With  Looks  and  Hearts  ferene, 

Go  vijit  Chrift  your  King  i 
And  ftrait  a  flaming  Troop  was  feen ; 

The  Shepherds  heard  them  fing. 
7  Glory  to  God  on  High, 

And  heavenly  Peace  on  Earth, 
GoodWill  to  Men,  to  Angels  Joy, 

At  the  Redeemers  Bit  th. 
[8  In  Worfhip  fo  Divine 

Let  Saints  imploy  their  Tongues ; 
With  the  Celeftial  Hoft  we  join, 

And  loud  repeat  their  Songs. 
g  Glory  to  God  on  High, 

And  heavenly  Peace  on  Earth, 
Good  Will  to  Men,  to  Angels  Joy, 

At  our  Redeemer  s  Birth.'] 

IV.  Referred  to  the  2d  Pfalrn, 
V.Submiflion  to  Aff.Siive  Providence,  Job  i.  21. 

1  ^k  "T  AKED  as  from  the  Earth  we  came, 
i.^      And  crept  to  Life  at  fir  ft, 

We  to  the  Earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  wkhour  Duft. 

2  The  dear  Delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Aprbut  (hort  Favours  borrow'd  Now, 
To  be  repaid  Anon. 

2  Tis 


B.I.  Spiritual  SONGS. 

3  Tis  God  that  lifts  our  Comforts  high, 
Or  finks  them  in  the  Grave, 
'  He  gives,  and  (bleffed  be  his  Name) 

He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
f  Peace,  all  our  angry  Paffions  then 
Let  each  rebellious  Sigh 
Be  filent  at  his  Sovereign  Will 
.    And  ev'ry  Murmur  die. 
5  If  fmiling  Mercy  crown  our  Lives, 
It's  Praifes  (hall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  Juftice  too 
That  ftrikes  our  Comforts  dead. 

VI.  Triumph  over  Death,  Job  xix.  25,  26,27. 

1  ^  RE  AT  GOD,  I  own  thy  Sentence  juft, 
VJT     And  Nature  muft  decay, 
I  yield  my  Body  to  the  Duft; 
To  dwell  with  Fellow-Clay. 
z  Yet  Faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  Grave, 
And  trample  on  the  Tombs  -; 
^ty  Jefus>  mY  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  My  Saviour  comes. 
3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  fhall  appear 
High  on  a  Royal  Seat, 
And  Death,  the  laft  of  all  his  Foes, 
Lie  vanquifti'd  at  his  Feet. 
4.  Tho'  greedy  Worms  devour  my  Skin, 
And  gnaw  my  wafting  Flefh, 
When  God  (hall  build  my  Bones  again, 

He  cloaths  'em  all  afrefh. 
Then  fhall  I  fee  thy  lovely  Face 
With  ilrong  immortal  Eyes, 

And 


6  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

And  fealt  upon  thy  unknown  Grace 
With  Pleafure  and  Surprize. 

VII.  The  Invitation  of  the  Go/pel,  or,  Spiritual 
Food  and  Cloatbing  ;  Ifa.lv.   I,  2,  &c. 

1  T   ET  ev'ry  mortal  Ear  attend; 
I  /  And  ev'ry  Heart  rejoice, 

The  Trumpet  of  the  Gofpel  founds 
With  an  inviting  Voice. 

2  Ho,  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  Souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  Wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  Toys 
To  fill  an  empty  Mind  : 

3  Eternal  Wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  Soul  reviving  Fealr, 
And  bids  your  longing  Appetites 
The  rich  Provision  tafte. 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  Streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  Thirfl 
With  Springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  Love  and  Mercy  here 

In  a  rich  Ocean  join ; 
Salvation  in  Abundance  flows, 
Like  Floods  of  Milk  and  Wine. 
[6  Ye  periling  and  naked  Poor, 
Who  work  with  mighty  Pain, 
To  weave  a  Garment  of  your  own, 
That  will  not  hide.your  Sin  ; 
7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  Soul, 
In  Robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  Labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  Blood.] 

8  Deai- 


B.I.  Sfitiittzl  SONGS.  7 

8  Dear  God,  the  Treafures  of  thy  Love 

Are  everlafling  Mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  Miferies  are, 
And  boundlefs  as  our  Sins. 

9  The  happy  Gates  of  Gofpel-Grace 

St?.nd  open  Night  and  Day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  Supplies, 
And  drive  our  Wants  away. 

VIII.  The  Safety   and  Protection  of 'the  Church, 
Ifa.  xxvi.   1,  2,  4,  5,  6. 

2    T  TOW  honourable  is  the  Place 

A  A   Where  we  adoring  ftand, 

Zion,  the  Glory  of  the  Earth, 

And  Beauty  of  the  Land  I 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  Grace  defend 

The  City  where  we  dwell  ; 
The  Walls  of  ftrong  Salvation  made^ 
Defy  the  AiTaults  of  Hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlafling  Gates, 

The  Doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter  ye  Nations  that  obey 
The  Statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  (hall  you  tafte  unmingJed  Joy?, 

^  And  live  in  perfect  Peace  ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehonah's  Name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  Grace. 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  truft, 

And  baniih  all  your  Fears; 
Strengrh  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  Years. 

6  What  the"  the  Rebels  dwell  on  h,Vh, 

HrsAfm'Aall  bring  thenripw^ 


5  HTMNS  and  B.  X. 

Low  as  the  Caverns  of  the  Grave 

Their  lofty  Head  fhall  bow. 
7  On  Babylon  our  Feet  fhall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  Hour ; 
The  Ruins  of  her  Walls  fhall  fpread 

A  Pavement  for  the  Poor. 

IX.  The  Promifes  of  the  Covenant  ofGracet  Ifa. 
lv.  i,  2.  Zech.  xyi.  I.  Mic.  vii.  19.  Ezek. 
xxxvi.  25,  &c. 

1  TN  vain  we  lavifh  out  our  Lives 
A- To  gather  empty  Wind, 

The  choicefl:  Bleflings  Earth  can  yield 
Will  flarve  a  hungry  Mind. 

2  Come,  and  the  Lord  fhall  feed  our  Souls 

With  more  fubftantial  Meat, 
With  fuch  as  Saints  in  Glory  love, 
With  fuch  as  Angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  evVy  Want  fupply, 

And  fill  our  Hearts  with  Peace  ; 
He  gives  by  Cov'nant  and  by  Oath 
The  Riches  of  his  Grace. 

4  Come,  and  hell  cleanfe  our  fpotted  Souls, 

And  warn  away  our  Stains 
In  the  dear  Fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  from  his  dying  Veins. 
[5  Our  Guilt  fhall  vanifh  all  away, 
Tho1  black  as  Hell  before;  . 
Our  Sins  fhall  fink  beneath  the  Sea, 
And  fhall  be  found  no  more. 

6  And  left  Pollution  mould  e'er-fyread 

Our  inward  PcwVs  again,1 


g.  I.  Spiritual  i>UNGS.  \ 

His  Spirit  mall  bedew  ourSouis 

Like  purifying  Rain.] 
7  Our  Heart,  that  flinty  ftubborn  Thing, 

That  Terrors  cannot  move, 
That  fears  no  Threatnings  of  his  Wrath, 

Shall  bediffolv'd  by  Love. 
S  Or  he  can  take  the  Flint  away 

That  would  not  be  refin'd, 
And  from  the  Treafures  of  his  Grace 

Beftow  a  fofter  Mind. 

9  There  fhall  his  facred  Spirit  dwell, 

And  deep  engrave  his  Law, 
And  ev'iy  Motion  of  our  Souls 
To  fwift  Obedience  draw. 

10  Thus  will  he  pour  Salvation  down, 

And  we  mail  render  Praife  ; 

We  the  dear  People  of  his  Love, 

And  he  our  God  of  Grace. 

X.  The  Blejfednefs  of  Gofpel-Times ;  or,  ftfe 
Revelation  of  Chriji  to  Jews  and  Gentiles. 
ifa.  v.  2,  7,  8,  9,  lo.  Mat.  xiii.  16,  17, 

HOW  beautioas  are  their  Feet 
Who  ftand  on  ZWs  Hill, 
(Who  bring  Salvation  on  their  Tongues, 
And  Words  of  Peace  reveal  ! 
How  charming  is  their  Voice  ! 
How  tweet  the  Tidings  are  f 
c  Zien,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
"   He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 
3  How  happy  are  our  Ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  Sound, 

Wifcfc 


io  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

Which  Kings,and  Prophets  waited  for, 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  bleffed  are  our  Eyes, 
That  fee  this  Heav'nly  Light ; 

Prophets  and  King's  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  Sight ! 

5  The  Watchmen  join  their  Voice, 
And  tuneful  Notes  employ  ; 

Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  Songs, 
And  Defarts  learn  the  Joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  Arm 
Thro1  all  the  Earth  abroad  ; 

Let  ev'ry  Nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

XL  The  Humble  enlightened \ and 'Carnal '  Reafon 
bumbled  j  or,  The  Sovereignty  cfGrac^  Luke  x.  21,  22. 

1  '  I  %  Here  was  an  Hour  when  Chriftrejoic'd, 

X     And  fpoke  his  Joy  in  Words  of  Praife; 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  Earth, and  Heavens  andSeas. 

2  "  I  thank  thy  Sov'reign  Pow'r  and  Love, 

"  That  crowns  my  Doctrine  with  Succefs ; 
'*  And  makes  the  Babes  in  Knowledge  learn 
"  The  heights, &  breadths,  &  lengths  of  Grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  Glory  lies  conceal'd 

"  From  Men  of  Prudence  and  of  Wit ; 

«'  The  Prince  of  Darknefs  blinds  their  Eyes, 

"  And  their  own  Pride  refills  the  Light. 

4  "  Father,  'tis  thus,  becaufe  thy  Will 
"  Chofe  and  ordain'd  ic  mould  be  fo  ; 
"  'Tis  thy  Delight  t'  abafe  the  Proud, 
•'  And  lay  the  hai'ghtv  Scorner  low, 

5   (i  There: 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.     .  n 

5  "  There's  hone  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  thofe  who  learn  it  from  the  Son, 

"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

"  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.'' 

6  Then  let  our  Souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  Graces  as  he  pleafe ; 
Nor  gives  to  Mortals  an  Account 
Or  of  his  Aclions,  or  Decrees. 

XIL  Free  Grace  in  revealing  Chr;J},  Luk.  x.  2  I. 

1  yESUS  the  Man  of  conftant  Grief, 
J   A  Mourner  all  hi#  Days  ; 

His  Spirit  once  rejoic'd  aloud, 
And  turn'd  his  Joy  to  Praife. 

2  father,  I  thank  thy  nvond'rcus  Love, 

That  hath  reveal  V  thy  Son 

To  Men  unlearned  ;  and  to  Babes 

Has  made  thy  Gofpel  known. 

3  Thy  MyJVries  of  Redeeming  Grace 

Are  hidden  from  the  Wife, 
While  Pride  and  carnal  Reasonings  h- 
To  ftvell  and  blind  their  Eyes. 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  Heav'nand  Earth 

His  great  Decrees  fulfil, 
And  orders  all  his  Works  of  Grace 
By  his  ©wn  Sovereign  Will. 
XIII.  The  Son  of  God  incarnate  :  Or,  The  Titles 

aridjbe  Kingdom  of  thrift,  Ifa.  ix.  2,  6, 7 
1    'TP HE  Lands  that  long  in  Darknek  Jay 

JL      Now  have  beheld  a  HeavYJy  Lirh>  \ 
Nations  that  fat  in  Death's  cold  Shade, 
Are  bleft  with  Beams  divinely  bright. 

S    •  2  The 


12  HTMNS  and  B.I. 

2  The  Virgin's  promis'd  Son  is  born  ; 
Behold  th'  expected  Child  appear  : 
What  fhall  his  Names  or  Titles  be  ? 
The  Wonderful,  The  Counfellor. 

3  This  Infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be  fuckled  and  ador'd  ; 
Th'  Eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord.] 

4  The  Government  of  Earth  and  Seas 
Upon  his  Shoulders  mail  be  laid  ; 
His  wide  Dominions  mall  increafe, 
And  Honours  to  his  Name  be  paid. 

5  Jefus  the  holy  Child  fhall  fit 

High  on  his  Father  David's  Throne, 
ShaJl  crufli  his  Foes  beneath  his  Feet, 
And  reign  to  Ages  yet  unknown. 
XIV.  The  Triumph  of  Faith  :  Or,  i  Chrif's  un- 
changeable Love,  Rom.  viii.  33,  &'c. 
1   \ T7HO  mall  the  Lord's  ElecT:  condemn  ? 
W    'Tis  God  that  juftifies  their  Souls, 
And  Mercy,  like  a  mighty  Stream, 
O'er  all  their  Sins  divinely  rolls. 
-  Who  fhall  adjudge  the  Saints  to  Hell  ? 
'Tis  Chrift  that  fuffer'd  in  their  Head  ; 
And  the  Salvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  riling  from  the  Dead. 
.3  He  lives!  he  lives  ?  and  fits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there : 
Who  mall  divide  us  from  his  Love, 
Or  what  mould  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 
hall  PerfeciKion,  or  Difirefs, 
ftiae;.  or  Sword,  or  Nakedriefs  ? 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  13 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us  bears  us  thro', 
And  make  us  more  than  Conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  over. coming  Power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  Hour  : 
Chrid  is  our  Life,  our  Joy,  our  Hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch'a  Prop. 

6  Not  all  that  Men.  on  Earth  can  do, 
Nor  Pow'rs  on  high,  nor  Pow'rs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  Mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  Hearts  from  Cbrijl  our  Love: 
XV.  Our  own  Weaknefs,  and  Chrift  our  Strength, 

2  Cor.  xii.   7,  9,  10. 
i   T   ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 

JL,  Strength  Jhall  be  equal  to  thy  Day  ; 

Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  DiftrefsK 

Leaning  on  all-fufficient  Qrace. 
•;  I  glory  in  Infirmity, 

That  ChriJT%  own  Pow'r  may  reft  on  me ; 

When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  ftrong, 

Grace  is  my  Shield,  and  Chrift  my  Song. 
;    I  can  do  all  Things,  or  can  bear 

All  Suff  'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there; 

Sweet  Pleasures  mingle  with  the  Pains, 

While  his  Left-Han^  my  Head  fuftains. 
.  But  if,  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 

And  we  attempt  the  Work  alone, 

When  new  Temptations  fpring  and  rife, 

We  find  how  great  our  Weaknefs  is. 
;  So  Sampfon,  when  his  Hair  was  loft, 

Met  the  Philiftines  to  his  Coft ; 

Shook  his  vain  Limbs  with  fad  Surprize, 

Made  feeble  Fight,  and  loft  his  Eyes, 

B  2  XVI, 


14  HYMNS  and  B.I. 

XVI.  Hofanna  to  Chrift,  Matt.  xxi.  9. 

Luke  xix.  38,  50. 

1  JJOSJNNJ  to  the  Royal  Son 

Of  David's  antient  Line, 
His  Nature's  Two,  his  Perfon  One, 
Myfterious  and  Divine. 

2  The  root  of  David  here  we  find, 

And  Off-fpring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  Time  are  join'd 
In  our  Emanuel's  Name, 

3  Bleft  He  that  comes  to  wretched  Men 

With  peaceful  News  from  Heav'n  ; 
Ho/annas  of  the  higheft  Strain 
To  Chrtft  the  Lord  begiv'n. 

4  Let  Mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 

Th'  Hofanna  on  their  Tongues, 
Left  Rocks  and  Stones  fhould  rife,  and  break 
their  Silence  into  Songs. 

XVII.  ViQory  over  Death,  1  Cor.  xv.  55,  &C. 

1    C\  ^oran  ovcr- coming  Faith 
\J     To  chear  my  dying  Hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  Monfter  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  Pow'rs. 
Z  Joyful,  with  all  the  Strength  I  have, 
My  quiv'ring  Lips  fhould  fmg, 
Wbtre  is  thy  boajied  Via"ryt  Grave  T 
And  ivbere  the  MonJIers  Sting  ? 
3  If  Sin  be  pardon'd  I'm  fecure, 
Death  hath  no  Sting  befides; 
The  Law  gives  Sin  its  damning  Power; 
But  Chrifl,  my  Ranfom,  dy'd. 

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4  Now  to  the  God  of  Victory 

Immortal  Thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  Conqu'rors  while  we  die, 

Through  Chriji  our  living  Head. 

XVIII.  Bleffed  are  the  Dead  that  die  in  the 

Lord,  Rev.  xiv.    13. 

1  JJEar  what  the  Voice  from  Heav'n  pror 

For  all  the  pious  Dead,  (claims 

Sweet  is  the  Savour  of  their  Names, 
And  foft  their  fleeping  Bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jefus,  and  are  bleft  ; 
How  kind  their  Slumbers  are  ! 

From  Sufferings  and  from  Sins  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

3  Far  from  this  World  of  Toil  and  Strife,, 
They're  prefent  with  the  Lord  ; 

The  Labours  of  their  Mortal  Life 
End  in  a  large  Reward. 

XIX,  The  Seng  of  Simeon  :    Or,   Death  made 

deferable,  Luke  i.  27,  §:c. 

1  T   ORD,  at  thy  Temple  we  appear, 
I   j     As  happy  Simeon  came, 

And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 
O  make  car  Joys  the  fame  ! 

2  With  what  Divine  and  vaft  Delight 
The  good  old  Man  was  fili'd; 

When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  Arms 

He  clafp'd  the  holy  Child. 
?,    N;xv  I  can  leave  this  If  or  Id,  he  ery'u, 

Behold  thy  Servant  dies  ; 
V<ve  feen  thy  great  Salvation,   Lord, 

And    lojs  piy peaceful  Eves. 

B  \  /    tl>L 


1 6  HYMNS  am  B.  I. 

This  is  the  Light  prepaid  to  Jhine 

Upon  the  Gentile  Lands, 
Thine  Ifrael\r  Glory,  and  their  Hope, 
To  break  their  Jlavijh  Bands. 

[  5  Jefus*  the  Vifion  of  thy  Face 
Hath  over-pow'ring  Charms ; 
Scarce  mall  I  fed  Death's  cold  Embrace, 
If  Chrijl  be  in  my  Arms. 

6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  Heart-flrings  break, 
How  fweet  my  Minutes  roll  f 
A  mortal  Palenefs  on  my  Cheek, 
And  Glory  in  my  Soul.] 

XX.    Spiritual  Apparel,    (viz.)   The   Robe  of 

Right eou/nefsy  and  Garments  of  Salvation, 

Ifa.  fori,'   io. 

1  A  WAKE  my  Heart,  arife  my  Tongue, 
O   Prepare  a  tuneful  Voice  \  ' 

In  God  the  Life  of  all  my  Joys 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  Sou!, 

^  And  made  Salvation  mine  ; 
Vpon  a  poor  poluted  Worm 
He  makes  his  Graces  flbine. 

3  And  left  the  Shadow  of  Apot 

^  Should  on  my  Soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  Robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  call  it  all' around. 

4  I  Tow  far  the  heav'nly  Robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 

inents,  how  bright  tkey  mine  ! 
How  white  the  Garment  are  !  ' 

5  Thl 


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5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  Faith  and  Love, 

And  Hope,  and  ev'ry  Grace, 
Bat  ye/us  {pent  his  Life  to  work 
The  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 

6  Strangely,  my  Soul,  art  thou  array'd 

By  the  great  Sacred  Three  ; 
In  fweeteft  Harmony  of  Praife 
Let  all  thy  Pow'rs  agree. 

XXI.  AVifon  of  the  Kingdom  of  Cbrift  among 
Men,  Rev.  xxi.    i,  2,   3,  4. 

1  "  *    O,  what  a  glorious  Sight  appears 
L/   To  our  believing  Eyes  ! 

The  Earth  and  Seas  are  pail  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  Skies. 

2  From  the  third  Heav'n  where  God  refides s 

That  holy,  happy  Place, 
The  Ne<w  ferufalem  comes  down 
Adorn'd  with  mining  Grace. 

3  Attending  Angels  ftiout  for  Joy, 

And  the  bright  Armies  fing, 
Mortals  1  b  eh  old  th  ef acred  Seat 
Of  your  defcending  King. 

4  The  God  of  Glory  donvn  to  Men 

Removes  his  hied  Abode  ; 
Men  the  dear  OhjeSis  of  his  Grace, 
And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  His  own  foft  Handjball^ipe  the  Tears, 

From  evry  weeping  Eye,  r 

And  Pains,  and  Groans,  and  Grief ,     and  Fear  r. 
And  Death  itfelfjball  die. 
©  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  oh  how  Ion  g, 
Shall  this  bright  Hour  delzy  ? 


iS  HTMNS  and  B.I. 

Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  Wheels  of  Time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  Day. 
XXII.  andXXill.  Refer' d  to  the  nyh^hXvi 

XXIV.  The  rich  Sinner  dying,  Pfal.  xlix.  6,  9 
Eccl.  viii.  8.  Job  iii.  14     15. 

1  IN  vain  the  wealthy  Mortals  toil, 

J^  And  heap  their  mining  Dull  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  fcorn  the  humble  Poor, 
And  boaft  their  lofty  Hills  of  Gain. 

2  Their  Golden  Cordials  cannot  cafe 
Their  pained  Hearts  or  aching  Heads, 
Not  fright,  nor  bribe  approaching  Death 
From  glittering  Roofs  and  downy  Beds. 

3  The  lingring,  the  unwilling  Soul 
The  difmal  Summons  muft  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  Farewel, 
To  the  pale  Lump  of  lifelefs  Clay. 

Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  Grave, 
Where  Kings  and  Slaves  have equalThrones 
Their  Bones  without  Diftinclion  lie 
Arnnngft  the  Heap  ofmeaner  Bones. 
'The  reft  referr  d  to  the  ^th  Pialm. 

XV.  AVifion  of  the  Lamb,  Rev.  v.  6,  7,  8, c 

ALL  Mortal  Vanities  be  gone, 
Nor  tempt  my  Eyes,  nor  tire  my  Ears 
Behold  amidft  th'  eternal  Throne 
A  Virion  of  the- Lamb  appears. 
[2  Glory  his  fleecy  Robe  adorns, 

iMark'd  with  the  bloody  Death  he  bore  ; 
Seven  are  Eyes,  and  iev'n  his  Horns, 
Tofpeak  his  Wifdom  and  his  Pov 


B.I.  Spiritual  SONGS,  I  g 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  fealed  Book 
From  him  thit  fits  upon  the  Throne  ; 
Jejas,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  Decrees,  and  Things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  affembling  Saints  around 
Fall  worfhipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  Songs  of  Gofpel-Sound 
Addrefs  their  Honours  to  his  Name. 

[5  The  Joy,  the  Shout,  the  Harmony 
Flies  o'er  the  Everlafting  Hills  ; 
Worthy  art  thou  alone  (they  cry) 
To  read  the  Book^  to  loofe  the  Seals.  J 

6  Our  Voices  join  the  Hcav'nly  Strain, 
And  with  tranfporting  Pleafure  fing, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  ilain, 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King* 

7  His  Word*,  of  Prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  Counfels,  deep  Defigns ; 
His  Grace  and  Vengeance  fhall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  Lines. 

g  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  Souls  from  Hell 
With  thiae  invaluable  Blood  ; 
And  Wretches  that  did  once  Rebel, 
Are  now  made  Favorites  of  their  God. 

9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 

That  dy'd  for  Treafons  not  his  own, 

By  evTry  Tongue  to  be  ador'd, 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  Throne. 

XXVI.     Hope  of  Heaven  hy  the  Refurreflion  of 
Chrift,  1  Pet.  i.  3,  4,   5. 

BLEST  be  the  Everlafting  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord, 

Be 


20  HTMNSand  B.  ] 

Be  his  abounding  Mercy  prais'd, 
His  Majefty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  Dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  Sky, 

He  gave  our  Souls  a  lively  Hope 

That  they  mould  never  die. 

3  What  tho'  our  inbred  Sins  require 

Our  Flefh  to  fee  the  Duft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
So  all  his  Followers  muft. 

4  There's  an  Inheritance  Divine 

Referv'd  againft  that  Day, 
xTis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  wafle  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  Pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 

Till  the  Salvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  Faith  as  Strangers  here, 
Till  Chrift  mall  call  us  home. 

XXVII.  Ajfurance  of  Heaven  i  or,  a  Saint  pre- 
paid to  die,  2  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  S,  18. 

[i.T"\EATH  may  diffolve  my  Body  now, 
\J     And  bear  my  Spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  Minutes  move  fo  flow, 
Nor  my  Salvation  come  ? 

2  With  heav'nly  Weapons  I  have  fought 

The  Battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finilh'd  my  Courfe,  and  kept  the  Faith, 
And  wait  the  fure  Reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  Heav'n  for  me 

A  Crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  Righteous  Judge  at  that  great  Day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  Head. 

4  Not 


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4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  Grace  deereed 

This  Prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  fee 
Th'  Appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jefus  the  Lord  (hall  guard  me  fafe 

From  ev'ry  ill  Defign  ; 
AntMe-his  heavenly  Kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  Soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlafting  Aid, 

And  Hell  ihallrage  in  vain  ; 
To  him  be  higheft  Glory  paid, 
And  endlefs  Praife.     Amen. 

XXVIII.  The  Triumph  ofChrift  over  the  Enemies 
of  his  Church t  Ifa.  lxiii.   i,  z,  3,  &c. 

1  "TT7 HAT  mighty  Man,  or  mighty  God 

W     Comes  travelling  in  State, 
Along  the  ldumean  Road, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  Gate. 

2  The  Glory  of  his  Robes  proclaim 

'Tis  fome  vi&orious  King  ; 
"  Tis  I,  the  Juft,  th'  Almighty  One, 
"  That  your  Salvation  bring. 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  Saints  enquire, 

Why  thine  Apparel  red  ?. 
And  all  thy  Vefture  ftain'd  like  thole, 
1  Who  in  the  Wine-prefs  tread  ? 

U  "  J  by  my  felf  have  trod  the  Prefs, 
'*  And  cru'fhM  my  Foes  alone  ; 
"  My  Wrath  has  ftruck  the  Rebels  dead, 
'*   My  Fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 
5  "   'ThEdom's  Blood  that  dyes  my  Robes 
"_  With  joyful  Scarlet  S^ins  j.. 


22  HTMNScnJ  B.  I. 

"  The  Triumph  that  my  Raiment  wears 
"  Sprang  from  their  bleeding  Veins. 
6  "  Thus  mail  the  Nations  be  deflroy'd 
"  That  dareinfult  my  Saints; 
M  I  have  an  Arm  t 'avenge  their  Wrongs, 
"  An  Ear  for  their  Complaints. 

XXIX.  The  Second  Part  :    Or,     The  Ruin  of 
Antichrift,  ver.  4,  5,  6,  7. 

1  "  T  Lift  my  Banner,  faith  the  Lord, 

■*  "  Where  Antichriji  has  flood  ; 
<«  The  City  of  my  Gofpel-Foes 
"  Shall  be  a  Field  of  Blood. 

2  M  My  Heart  has  ftudy'd  juft  Revenge, 

"■  And  now  the  Day  appears, 
"  The  Day  of  my  Redeem'd  is  come 
"  To  wipe  away  their  Tears. 

3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  Patience  grown, 

"  And  bids  my  Fury  go ; 
"  Swift  as  the  Lightning  it  mall  move, 
"  And  be  as  fatal  too. 

4  "  I  call  for  Helpers,  but  in  vain  : 
"  Then  has  my  Gofpel  none  ? 

*  Well,  mine  own  Arm  has  Might  enough 
u  To  crufh  my  ones  alone. 

5  "  Slaughter  and  my  devouring  Sword 

"  Shall  walk  the  Streets  around, 
"  Babd  (hall  reel  beneath  my  Stroke, 
And  dagger  to  the  Ground. 

6  Thy  Honour,  O  vidlorions  King, 

Thine  own  right  Hand  {hall  rajfe, 
While  we  thy  awful  Vengeance  fag, 
And  our  DelivVer  praife. 

XXX. 


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XXX.  Prayer  for     Deliverance  attfiver'd. 

Ifa.  xxvi.  8,-  -20. 

i   TN  thine  own  Ways,  O  God  of  Love, 
X  We  wait  the  Vifits  of  thy  Grace  5 
Our  Souls  Defire  is  to  thy  Name, 
And  the  Remembrance  of  thy  Face. 

2  My  Thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  thee 
'Mongft  the  black  Shades  of  lonefome  Night* 
My  e*rneft  Cries  falute  the  Skies 

Before  the  Dawn  reftof  e  the  Light. 

3  Look  how  rebellious  Men  deride 
The  Tender  Patience  of  my  God  ; 
But  they  fhall  fee  thy  lifted  Hand; 
And  feel  the  Scourges  ef  thy  Rod. 

4  Hark  I  the  Eternal  rends  the  Sky, 

A  mighty  Voice  before  him  goes  5  j 

A  Voice  of  Mufic  to  his  Friends, 
But  thfeat'ning  Thunder  to  his  Foes* 

5  Come  Children  tayour  Father's  Arms* 
Hide  in  the  Chambers  ©f  my  Grace  ; 
'Till  the  fierce  Storms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  Fury  ceafe. 

6  My  Sword  fhall  boaft  its  Thoufands  flafcij 
And  drink  the  Blood  of  haughty  Kings, 
While  heavenly  Peace  around  my  Flock, 
Stretches  its  foft  and  midy  Wings. 

XXXi.  Referred  to  the  \ftPfaim. 
XXXII.   Strength  from    Hea<ve7i,    Ifai.   &1.  2ff 

28,  29,  30. 
1    ITTHence    do    our    mournful   Thoughts 
W  arife? 

And  where  our  Courage  fled  r*  Has 


21  HTMNS  and  B.  I, 

Has  reftJefs  Sin  and  raging  Hell 
Struck  all  our  Comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th1  Almighty  Name 

That  formed  the  Earth  and  Sea  ? 
.     And  can  an  all-creating  Arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treafures  ofeverlafting  Might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell  j 
He  gives  the  Conqueft  to  the  Weak, 
And  treads  their  Foes  to  Hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  Power  (hall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  Vigour  ceafe, 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord 
Shall  feel  our  Strength  increafe. 

5  The  Sainti  mall  mount  on  Eagles'  Wings, 

And  tafte  the  promis'd  Blifs, 
Till  their  unwearied  Feet  arrive 
Where  perreft  Pleaiure  is. 

XXXJII.    XXXIV.    XXXV.  XXXVI 

XXXVII.  XXXVIII.  Refer* J  to  Pfal.  exxxi. 

exxxiv,  lxvii,  lxxiii,  xc,  iff  lxxxiv. 

XXXIX.  God's  tender  Care  of  his  Church,  Ifa. 

xlix.  13,  14,  &c. 

1  ^^I^W  ^alA  my  inward  Joys  arife, 
_L^|      And  burft  into  a  Song 
Almighty  Love  infpires  my  Heart, 

And  Pleafure  tunes  my  Tongue. 

2  God  on  his  thirfty  Stan  Hill 

Some  Mercy  Drop*  has  thrown, 
And  ibleran  Oaths  have  bound  his  Love 
To  fliow'r  Salvation  down. 

3  Why 


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3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  Fears> 

Sufpicions  and  Complaints  ? 
Is  he  a  God,  and  fhall  his  Grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  Saints  ? 

4  Can  a  kind  Woman  e'er  forget 

The  Infant  of  her  Womb, 
And  'mongft  a  Thoufand  tender  Thoughts, 
Her  Suckling  have  no  Room  ? 

5  let,  faith  the  Lord,  jbould  Nature  change* 

And  Mothers  Monjlers  prove, 
Sion  fill  dwells  upon  the  Heart 
Of  everlading  Love. 

6  Deep  on  the  Paints  of  both  my  tldnds 

1  have  engravd  her  Name  ; 
My  Handjhall  raife  her  ruind  Wall, 
And  build  her  broken  Frame. 
XL.     7he    Bufinefs   and  Blefednefs    of  glorified 

Saints,  Rev.  vii.    13,   14,   15,  Sec. 
1   WHACi:  hfPPy  Me*>  or  Angels,  theft, 

That  all  their  Robes  are  fpotlefs  white  ? 
Whence  did  this  glorious  Troop  arrive 
At  the  pure  Realms  of  Heavenly  Light  ? 
-2  From  tort'ring  Racks  and  burning  Fires, 
And  Seas  of  their  own. Blood  they  came  ; 
But  nobler  Blood  has  wafh'd  their  Robes, 
Flowing  from  Chrift  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th'  Almightv  Throne 
With  loud  Hofannas  Night  and  Day, 
Sweet  Anthems  to  the  Great  Three  One, 
Meafure  their  bleft  Eternity. 

4  No  more  fnall  Hunger  pain  their  Souls, 
He  bids  their  parching  Tbirft  be  gone, 

C  z  And 


26  HTMNS  and  B.  I. 

And  fpreads  the  Shadow  of  his  Wings, 
To  fcreen  'em  from  the  fcoiching  Sun. 

5  The  Lamb,  that  fills  the  middle  Throne, 
Shall  fhed  around  his  milder  Beams  ; 
There  mall  they  feaft  on  his  rich  Love, 
And  drink  full  Joys  fromliving  Streams. 

6  Thus  fhall  their  mighty  Blifs  renew 
Thro'  the  vaft  Round  of  endlefs  Years, 
And  the  foft  Hand  of  Sov'reign  Grace 
Heals  all  their  Wounds,  and  wipes  their  Tears. 

XLI.     The  fame  :  Or,  The   Martyrs  glorified* 
Rev.  vii.  13,  &c. 

CT^Hefe  glorious  Minds,  ho<w  bright  theyjhine  ! 
•^      Whence  all  their  ivhite  Array  ? 
Honjo  came  they  to  the  hafpy  Seats 
Of  ever  lading  Day  ? 

2  From  tortVing  Pains  to  endlefs  Joys, 

On  fiery  Wheels  they  rode, 
And  flrangely  w^fti'd  their  Raiment  white 
In  Jefus'  dying  Blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God, 

And  bow  before  his  Throne, 
Their  warbling  Harps  and  facred  Songs 
Adorn  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  Glories  of  his  Face 

Amongft  his  Saints  refide, 
While  the  rich  Treafure  of  his  Grace 

Sees  all  their  Wants  fupplyM. 
c,  Tormenting  Tnirft  (hall  leave  their  Sods, 

And  Hunger  flee  as  faft  ; 
.    T^e  Fruit  of  Life's  iouaortal  Tree 

Shall  be  their  fvYttr,  Repair,.  6  Tfc* 


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6  The  Lamb  (hall  lead  his  heav'nly  Flock 
Where  living  Fountains  rife, 
And  Love  divine  fhali  wipe  away 
The  Sorrows  of  their  Eyes. 

XLII.     Divine  Wrath  and  Mercy ;  from  Na- 
hum  i.  1,  2,  3,  &c. 

ADORE  and  tremble  for  our  God 
Is  a  *  Cor.fuming  Fire  ;       *  Heb.  xii.  2gi 
His  jealous  Eyes  his  Wrath  inflame, 
And  raife  his  Vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  Vengeance,  how  it  burns  ? 

How  bright  his  Fury  glows ! 
Vail  Magazines  of  Plagues  and  Storms, 
Lie  treafur'd  for  his  Foes. 

3  Thofe  Heaps  of  Wrath  by  flow  Degrees 

Are  fore'd  into  a  Flame, 
But  kindled,  oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all  Nature's  Frame. 

4  At  his  Approach  the  Mountains  flee, 

And  ieek  a  wat'ry  Grave  f 
The  frighted  Sea  makes  hafte  away, 
And  ihrinks  up  ev'ry  Wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  Air,  the  weighty  Rocks 

Are  fwift  as  Hail  Hones  hurl'd  -. 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  Rage, 
That  makes  the  folid  World  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God  I  thy  Sovereign  Grace 

Sits  Regent  on  the  Throne, 
The  Refuge  of  thy  chofen  Race, 
When  Wrath  comes  ruihing  down. 
.7  Thy  Hind  mall  on  rebellious  Kings 

A  fery  Tempeft  pour,  While 

C  3 


29  ilTMNS  and  2.1. 

While  we  beneath  thy  fhelt'ring  Wings 
Thy  juft  Revenge  adore. 

XLin.  Refer  J  to  the  \ooth  Pfalm. 
XLIV.   Refer >d to  the  133^  Pfalm. 
XLV.  Ike  laft  Judgment,    Rev.  xxi.  5,  6,  7,  8. 
1    QEE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
O  Fills  a  Majeftick  Throne, 
While  from  the  Skies  his  awful  Voice 
Bears  the  laft  Judgment  down. 
[2  M  I  am  the  Firft,  and  I  the  Laft, 
"  Thro'  endlefs  Years  the  fame  ; 
"  1  A  My  is  my  Memorial  ftill, 
"  And  my  Eternal  Name. 
3  "  Such  Favours  as  a  God  can  give 
"  My  Royal  Grace  beftows ; 
"  Ye  thirfty  Souls,  cometafte  the  Streams, 
"  Where  Life  and  Pleafure  flows.] 
[4  "  The  Saint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  Sins, 
11  I'll  own  him  for  a  Son  ; 
"  The  whole  Creation  (hall  reward 
"  The  Gonqueft  he  has  won. 

5  "  But  bloody  Hands,  and  Hearts  unclean, 

"  And  all  the  lying  Race, 
"  The  faithlefs  and  the  fcoffing  Crew, 
««  That  fpurn  at  offer'd  Grace  ; 

6  "  They  mail  be  taken  from  my  Sight, 

"  Bound  faft  in  Iron  Chains, 
"  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  Lake 
"  Where  Fire  and  Darknefs  reigns."] 

7  O  may  I  (land  before  the  Lamb, 

Wken  Earth  and  Seas  are  fled  ! 

And 


B.I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  29 

And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  Name 
With  Bleflings  on  my  Head  ! 

$  May  I  with  thofe  for  ever  dwell, 
Who  here  were  my  Delight, 
While  Sinners  banifh'd  down  to  Hell, 
No  more  offend  my  Sight. 

XLVI.  and  XLVIL   Refer'a*  to  ?(d.  148,^3. 

XLVIII.  The  Cbridian  Race,  Ha.    xl.  28,  29, 

3©,  31. 

1  A  WAKE  ©ur  Souls  (away  our  Fears, 
x\,  Let  ev'ry  trembling  Tho't  be  gone) 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  Race, 
And  put  a  chearful  Courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  (trait  and  thorny  Road, 
And  mortal  Spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
Bat  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  Power 
Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endlefs  Years 
Their  everlafting  Circles  run. 

4  From  Thee,  the  overflowing  Spring, 
Our  Souls  (hall  drink  a  frefh  Supply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  Strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  drop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  Eagle  cuts  the  Air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  Abode  ; 
On  Wings  of  Love  our  Souls  flaall  fly 
Nor  tire  amidft  the  heav'nly  Road. 

C  4  XLIX. 


3©  HTMNS    and  B.I. 

XLIX.    The  Works  of  Mofes  W  tie  Lamb. 
Rev.   xv    3. 

1  ¥   TOW  flrong  thine  Arm  is,  mighty  God  ! 
1   J    Who  would-  not  fear  thy  Name  ; 
Je/us,  how  fweet  thy  Graces  are  ! 

Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb. 

2  He  has  done  more  than  Motes  did, 

Our  Prophet  and  our  Kir-  ; 
From  Bonds  of  Hell  he  freed  our  Souls, 
And  taught  our  Lips  to  fing. 

3  In  the  Red  Sea  by  Mofes'  Hand 

TV  Egyptian  Hoft  was  drown'd  ; 
But  his  own  Blood  hides  all  our  Sins, 
And  Guilt  no  more  is  feund. 

4  When  thro'  the  Defan  Ifi-ael  went, 

With  Manna  they  were  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  Flefh, 
And  calls  it  Living  Bread. 
'5  M-fes  beheld  the  promis'd  Land, 
Yet  never  reach/d  the  Place  ; 
But  Chrifl  (hall  bring  his  Followers  Hoine 
To  fee  his  Father's  Face. 
6  Then  (hall  our  I^ove  and  Joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  Flame, 
And  (weeter  Voices  tune  the  Song 
Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 
L.  The  Song  o/Z-Jcharias,   and  the   Mejfage  of 
John    the  Baptift  1  Or,   Light   and  Salvation 
by    Jefut   Chrijl,  Lukef.  68,  &c.     John  i. 

1    lVfOW  be  the  God  of  ¥r*en>le(M, 
^\    vVho  makes  his  Truth  appear  j 

His 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SO  N  C  $.  -I 

His  mighty  Hand  fulfils  his  Word, 

And  all  the  Oaths  be  fware. 
%  Now  he,  bedews  old  David's  Roo: 

With  Bleffings  from  the  Skies  ; 
He  makes  the  Branch  of  Promife  grow, 

The  promis'd  Horn  arife. 
£3  John  was  the  Prophet  'of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  Face, 
The  Herald  which  our  Saviour  God 

Sent  to  prepare  his  Ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  Salvation  known, 

He  fpeaks  of  pardon'd  Sins  ; 
While  Grace  Divine,  and  Heav'nly  Love, 
In  its  own  Glory  ihines. 

5  «  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  Guilt  away  ; 
"  I  faw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  Head 
**  On  his  Baptizing-Day.] 

6  "  Be  ev'ry  Vale  exalted  high, 

"  Sink  Gv'ry  Mountain  low  ; 
"  The  Proud  mail  iioop,  and  humble  Souls 
'*  Shall  his  Salvation  know. 

7  "  Tkz-Heatbe;-!  Realms  with  IJraeFs  Lan4 

**  Shall  join  in  fweet  Accord  j 
"  And  all  that's  bora  0?  Man  ihail  fee 
"The  Glory  of  the  Lord. 
$  "  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arifc, 
"Ye  that  in  Darknefs  fit; 
*■'■  He  marks  the  Paths  that  leads  to  Peace, 
"  And  guides  our  doubtful  Fcsc." 

L 
c  4 


*2  HTMNS  and  B.  I 

LI.   Perfevering  Grace,  Jude   24,  25. 

1  '"TpO  God  the  only  Wife, 

X      Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Lee  ill  the  Saints  below  the  Skies 
Their  humble  Praifes  bring. 

2  Tis  his  Almighty  Love, 

His  Counfel  and  his  Care, 
Preferves  us  fafe  from  Sin  and  Death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  Snare. 

3  He  will  prefenr.  our  Souls 

Qnbleiiiifn'd  and  complete, 
Before  the  Glory  of  his  race, 
With  Joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  Seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  Throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  Conduft  of  his  Grace, 

And  make  his  Wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wifdom  and  PowV  belongs, 
Immoital  Crowns  of  Majcily, 

And  everlafting  Songs. 
LI  I.   Baptifm,  Mat.  xxviii.  19,  Ads  ii.  58. 
I    '  np  WAS  the  Commifton  of  our  Lord, 
X       Go,  teach  the  Nations,  and  Baptize  ; 
The  Nations  have  received  the  Word 
Since  he  afcended  to  the  Skies. 
l  He  fits  upon  th'  eternal  Hills, 

With.  Grace  and  Pardon  in  his  Hands, 
And  fends  his  Cov'nant  with  the  Seals, 
To  blefs  the  ditlanc  Sniijb  Lands. 
;   Repent,  a>J  be  Baptizd,  he  faith, 
Fv  the  Hereon  cfjeur  £/..  .  j 

An4 


B.  I.  Spiritual*   SONGS.  33 

And  thus  our  Senfe  affirts  our  Faith, 
And  ftiows  us  what  his  Gofpel  means. 
4  Our  Souls  he  wafhes  in  his  Blood, 
As  Water  makes  the  Body  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Defcends  like  purifying  Rain, 
r  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  Thee, 

And  feal  our  Cov'nant  with  the  Lord  : 
O  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 

In  Heav'n  our  folemn  Vows  record  ! 

LIII.  The  Holy  Scriptures,   Heb.  i.    1,   2.  Tim.' 

iii.  15,  16.  Pfalm  cxlvii.  19,20. 

1  /^OD  who  in  various  Methods  told, 
\jj  His  Mind  and  Will  to  Saints  of  old, 
Sent  his  own  Son  with  Truth  and  Grace, 
To  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  Days. 

2  Our  Nation  reads  the  written  Word 
That  Book  of  Life,  that  fure  Record  : 
The  bright  Inheritance  of  Heav'n, 

Is  by  the  fweet  Conveyance  giv'n. 

3  God's  kindeft  Thoughts  are  here  expreft4 
Able  to  make  us  Wife  and  Bieft ; 

The  Doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  Reproof  and  Comfort  too. 

4  Ye  Briti/h  Illes  who  read  his  Leve* 
In  long  Epiftles  from  above, 
(He  hath  net  fent  hit.  facred  Word 
To  every  Land)  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

LIV.  Elecling    Grace:  Or,    Saints   beloved  in 

Cbrtft.  Eph.i.  3.  Sec. 
1    y£SUS,  we  bJefs  thy  Father's  Name  : 
J     Thy  God  and  our's  arc  both  ;he  fame, 

What 


34  NTMm  md.  B.i 

Whatheav'nly  Blefling;  from  hfs  Throne 
Flow  down  to  Sinners  thro'  his  Son  ! 

Z  Chrijl  be  myfirfi  E/e#,  he  faid, 

Then  clofe  our  Souls  in  Gbrift  our  He^d  9 
Before  he  gave  the  Mountains  Birth, 
Or  !  ic;  F-'ur  d»t:ons  for  the  Earth. 

3.  Thus  did  vernal  Love  begin. 

To  ra  ;e  rom  Death  and  Sin  ; 

Our  Chari  fcl        verethen  decreed, 
Blun'   'rh       L  vp,   a  holy  Seed. 

4  Preueftm  .  .     to  be  Sons, 

Born  by  il/tgrees,  but  chofeat  once  5 

A  new  regenem-d   Race, 

To  pr:  ife  theGlo-v  of  his  Grace. 

5  W  i'.  Chrift  our  Lord  wefhare  our  Part 
In  the  A$e$i©n    of  his  Heart; 

No;  iha!  our  >ouH  be  thence  removed, 
'TiH  h.  forgets  his  firft  bclov'd. 

LV.     Heztkiarw  Song  :  Or,   K'icknejs  and  Reeo,' 
very,  1ft.  xxw-iii.   9,  &c. 

1  ^^7  BEN  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  Diftre&, 

,•  /      Our  God  deferves  a  Song  ; 
Wetake  the  Pattern  of  our  Praife 
From  fiezekiab\  Tongue. 

2  rI  he  Gates  of  the  devouring  Grace 

AreopenM  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  thm  holds  the  Keys  of  Death 
Commands  them  fad  again. 

3  Pains  of  theFlefli  are  wont  fabufe 

Ojr  Minis  with  flavifh  Fears  ; 
Our  Days  are  paji,  and  nve  Jbail  loje 
Tfo  Remnant  of  our  Tears,  4  V/e 


B.I.  Spiritual   SONGS.  $$ 

4  We  chatter  with  a  Swallow's  Voice, 

Or  like  a  Dove  we  mourn, 
With  Bittemefs  inftead  of  Joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  fpeaks  the  healing  Word, 

And  no  Difeafe  withftands  : 
Fevers  and  Plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly  at  his  Commands. 

6  If  half  the  Strings  ofLife  fhould  break, 

He  can  our  Frame  reftore: 
He  cafts  our  Sins  behind  his  Back, 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

LVI.  The  SQng  of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb  :  Or, 
Babylon  falling,  Rev,  xv.  and  xvi,  ijj 
and  xvii.  6. 

5    \  T  7  E  fmg  the  Glories  of  thy  Love, 
\  V     We  found  thy  dreadful  /Name  ; 
The  Chriilian  Church  unites  the  Songs    ■ 
Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 

z  Great  God,  how  wondrous  are  thy  Works 
Of  Vengeance,  and  of  Grace  : 
Thou  King  of  Saints,  Almighty  Lord^ 
How  juil  and  true  are  thy  Ways ! 

3  Who  daces  refufe  to  fear  thy  Name, 
Or  worftiip  at  thy  ThroF.e  ? 
Thy  Jadgmentsfpeak  thine  Holintfs 
Thro'  all  the  Nations  known. 

^  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  Earth, 
Drunk  with  the  Martyrs1  Blood, 
Her  Crimes  {hall  ipeedily  awake 
"  The  Fury  of  our  God.  5  Tk$ 


36  HTMNS    and  B.I. 

5  The  Cup  of  Wrath  is  ready  mixt, 
And  fhe  muft  drink  the  Dregs  ; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  Sovereign  J.adge, 
And  lhall  fulfil  the  Plagues.      - 

LVII.   Original  Sin  :  Or,  The  fir  ft  and  feconi 
Adam,  Rom.  5,  12,  &c  Pfal.  5f.  5.  Job. 14.  4. 

1  O  Ackward  with  humble  Shame  we  look 
O      On  our  Original, 

How  is  our  Nature  danYd  and  broke 
On  our  firft  Father's  Fall  ! 

2  To  all  that's  Good  averfe  and  blind, 

Bat  prone  to  all  that'a  111  ; 
What  dreadful  Darknefs  vails  our  Mind, 
How  obflinate  our  Will  ! 
[3   Conceiv'd  in  Sin  (O  wretched  State  !) 
Before  we  draw  our  Breath  : 
The  firft  young  Pulfe  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  Death. 
4  How  itrong  is  our  degenerate  Blood 
The  old  Corruption  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crooked  Flood, 
Wanders  thro'  all  our  Veins  ?] 
[5  Wild  and  unwholefome  as  the  Root 
,      Will  all  the  Branches  be  y 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  Fruit 
Ffom  fuch  a  deadly  Tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  Pow'r  fjom  Thing  unclean 

Can  pure  Productions  bring  ? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  Saearn 
Frorn  an  infected  Spring  ? 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  Love 

Can  nwfcs  3<ir  I\V.ure  clean, 

mm 


B.I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  37 

Whilft  Chrift  and  Grace  prevail  above 
The  Tempter,  Death,  and  Sin. 
8  Thcfecond  A  don  fhal!  reft  ore 
The  Ruins  of  the  rirft, 

Uofanva  to  thst  SovVeign  Pow'r 
That  new-crear.es  our  Dufi:.  - 

LVIH.  The  Devi!  wujuifoed :  Or,  '  Michael' j 
War 'with  the  Dragon  ;  Rev.  xii.  7. 

1  T    ET  mortal  Tongues  attempt  to  fing 
i^  The  Wars  cf  Heav'n,  vvhen  Michae/ Rood 
Chief  General  of  th'  Eternal  King, 

And  fought  the  Battles  of  our  God. 

2  Againft  the  Dri^on  and  his  Koft 
The  Armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  : 

In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  bo.^fr, 
Their  Courage  fenks-j  their  WV; ports  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  Ivirth  wis  Satan  thrown, 
;  Down  to  the  E  irth  his  Legions  fcli  ; 

Then  was  the  Trump  or  Triumph  blown, 
And  fhook  the  dreadful  Deeps  of  Hell. 

4  Now  is  thj  Hour  of  Darknefs  pail, 
Chrifl  ha:  a/Turn "'d  his  reigning  PowV  ; 
Behold  the  great  Accufer  ca!t 

Down  from  the  Skies,  to  rife  no  rn'ore,      -> 

5  Twas  bythyB.^ol,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  Armies  trad  the  Tempter  down  ; 
'Twas  by  thy  Word  and  pow'fful  Name 
They  gain'd  the  Baltic  ami  Raikm&. 

6  Rejoice  ye  Heav'ni;    k>:  every  Star 
Shine  with  newGic  -he  Sky  ; 
Saints,  while  ye  fing  frfee  heabfcfy  War, 


38  HTMNS    and  B.  I 

LIX.     Babylon  fallen,    Rev.    xviii.    20,    12 

1    TN  Gabriel's  Hand  a  mighty  Stone 
A  Lies,  a  fair  Type  of  Babylon  : 
Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  ye  Saints, 
Godjhall  avenge  your  long  Complaints, 

Z  Hefaid,  and  dreadful  as  he  flood, 
He  funk  the  Mill  ftone  in  the  Flood  : 
Thus  terrible Jhall  Babel/*//, 
Thus,  and  no  more  be  found  at  all. 

LX.     The  Virgin  Mary's  Song  :  Or,  The  promt- 
fed  Meffiah  born,  Luke  i.  26,  &c. 

1  /^\UR  Souh  (hall  magnify  the  Lord, 
V_/  In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  : 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  Song, 
May  the  fame  Spirit  tune  our  Voice  ! 

[2  The  Higheft  faw  her  low  Eftate, 

And  mighty  Things  his  Hand  hath  done  : 
His  over-fhadowing  Power  and  Grace 
Makes  her  the  Mother  of  his  Son. 

2  Let  ev'ry  Nation  call -her  blefrVt; 
And  endlefs  Years  prolong  her  Fame  ; 
But  God  alone  mult  be  ador'd  ; 
Holy  a*nd  Reverend  is  his  Name.] 

4  To  thofe  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  ftands  for  ever  fure  : 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Promife  lives. 
And  the  Performance  is  fecure. 

5  He  <pake  to  Abram  and  his  Seed, 
In  thee  (hall all  the  Earth  be  blfs'd; 
The  Mem'ry  of  that  ancient  Word 
Lay  long  ia  hu  sternal  Br  call, 

6  But 


B.I.  Spiritual   SONGS.  39 

6  But  now  no  more  fhall  Ifrael  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn  : 
Lo,  the  Defire  of  Natiens  comes  ; 
Behold  the  promis'd  Seed  is  born  ! 

LXU     Chrift  our  high  Priefl  and  King ;    and 
Cbrid  coming  to   Judgment,  Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7. 

I    XTOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 
^^    The  Wonders  of  his  dying  Leve, 
Be  humble  Honours  paid  below, 
And  Strains  of  nobler  Praife  above. 

%  'Twas  He  that  cleans'd  our  fouled  Sins, 
And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft  Blood  : 
'Tis  he  that  makes  us  Priefts  and  Kings, 
And  brings  us,  Rebels,  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jefus  our  Atoning  Prieft, 
To  Jefus,  our  Superior  King, 
Be  everlafling  Power  confefs'd, 
And  cv'xy  Tongue  his  Glory  fing. 

4  Behold,  on  flying  Clouds  he  comes, 
Ami  ev'ry  Eye  (hall  fee  him  move  ; 
Tho'  with  our  Sins  we  pierc'd  him  once  3 
Then  he  difplays  his  pard'ning  Love  : 

5  The  unbelieving  World  (hall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to* fee  the  Day, 
Come,  Lord;  nor  let  thy  Promife  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  Chariots  long  delay. 

LXII     Chrifi  Jefus  the  Lamb  of  God.worfhip^ 
pea  by  all  the  Creation,  Rev,  v.  1 1 ,  1 2,  15. 

I    /^lOME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  Songs 
V-^  With  Angeis  round  the  Throne  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  Tongues, 
But  all  their  Joys  are  one.  2  Iforthy 


40  HYMNS    and  B.I. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dydt  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  Lips  reply, 
For  he  was  flain  for  us. 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  Power  Divine  : 
And  Bleffings  more  than  we  can  give 
Be  Lord  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  Sky, 

And  Air,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  Glories  high, 
And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  Praife. 

5  The  whole  Creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  Sacred  Name 
On  him  that  fits  upon  the  Throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
LXIII.    Chrijf's   Humiliation    and    Exaltation^ 
Rev.  v.  12. 

1  \X7^^T  e(laal  Honours  mall  we  bring 
W    To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 

When  all  the  Notes  that  Angels  fing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  that  Name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  He  that  once  was  flain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan'd  and  dy'd, 
Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  his  Almighty  Father's  Side. 

3  Pow'r  and  Dominion  are  his  Dae, 
who  flood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  Bar : 
Wifdom  belongs,  to  Jefus  too, 

Tho'  he  was  chargM  with  Madnefs  here. 
if  All  Riches  are  his  Native  Right, 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  Lofsj 

To 


}.  I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  4! 

To  him  afcribe  Eternal  Might, ' 
Who  left  his  Weaknefs  on  the  Crofs. 
Honour  immortal  muft  be  paid, 
Inftead  of  Scandal  and  of  Scorn,  Jfc 
While  Glory  mines  around  his  Head, 
And  a  bt  ight  Crown  without  a  Thorn. 
Bleffings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 
Who  bore  the  Curfe  for  wretehed  Men  : 
Let  Angels  found  his  facred  Name, 
And  cv^y  Creature  (ay,  Amen, 

XW.  Adoption,  i  John  iii.  i,  &c.  Gal.  vi.  6. 

BEHOLD  what  wond'rous  Grace 
The  Father  hath  beftow'd, 
O.i  Sinners  of  a  Mortal  Race, 
To  call  them  Sons  of  God ! 
*  ' Tis  no  furprifing  Thing 

That  we  mould  be  unknown  ; 
rhe  Jeiuijh  World  knew  not  their  Kings 

God's  everlaftihg  Son. 
5  Norxdoth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  be  made  ; 
Silt  when  we  fee_our  Saviour  here, 

We  (hall  be  like  our  Head. 
(.  A  Hope  fo  much  Divine 

May  Trials  well  endure, 
May  purge  our  Souls  from  Senfe  and  Sins 

As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure. 
5  If  in  my  Father's  Love 
I  mare  a  filial  Part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  Dove 
To  reft  upon  my  Heart, 

6  We 


42  IJTMNS   and  B. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  Slaves  beneath  the  Throne  ; 

My  Faith  mall  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  thou  the  Kindred  own. 

LXV.  The  Kingdoms  of  the  World  become  tl 
Kingdoms  of  the  Lord :  Or,  The  Day  t 
Judgment,  Rev.  xi.  15. 

i    j"    ET  the  Sev'nth  Angel  found  On  high, 
JL*  Let  Shouts  be  heard  thro'  all  the  Sky 
Kings  of  the  Earth,  with  glad  Accord 
Give  up  your  Kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  Pow'r  affume, 
Who  waft,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  : 
Jefus  the  Lamb,  who  ©nee  was  flain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign  ! 

3  The  angry  Nations  fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  flay  the  Saints  no  more  j 
On  Wings  of  Vengeance  flics  our  God 
To  pay  the  long  Arrears  of  Blood. 

4  Now  muft  the  rifing  Dead  appear  ; 
Now  the  decifive  Sentence  hear  ; 
Now  the  dear  Martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  Reward. 

LXVI.    Chnji  the  King  at  his  Table,  Sol.  $onj 
i.  2,3,4,  5,  I*,  *3>  *7* 

1  1      ET  him  embrace  my  Soul,  and  prove 
JL,  Minelnt'reft  in  his  heav'nly  Love  : 
The  Voice  that  tells  me,  Thou  art  mine, 
Exceeds  the  Bleffings  of  the  Wine. 

2  On  Thee  th'anointing  Spirit  came, 
And  fpreads  the  Savour  of  thy  Name  ; 

Tha 


3.  I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  43 

That  Oil  of  Gladnefs  and  of  Grace 
Draws  Virgin  Souls  to  meet  thy  Face. 

j  Jefusy  allure  me  by  thy  Charms , 
My  Soul  fhall  fly  into  thine  Arms ! 
Oar  wand'ring  Feet  our  Favours  bring 
To  the  fair  Chambers  of  the  King. 

[4  Wonder  and  Pleafure  tunes  her  Voice, 
To  fpeak  thy  Praifes  and  our  Joys  : 
Our  Mem'ry  keeps  this  Love  of  thine 
Beyond  the  Tafte  of  rieheft  Wine.] 

5  Tho'  in  ourfelves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Kedars  Tents  appear, 
Yet  when  we  put  thy  Beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  Courts  of  Solomon. 

[6  While  at  his  Table  fits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  fee  us  fir.iie  and  fing  : 
Our  Graces  are  our  beft  Perfume, 
And  breathe  like  Spikenard  round  the  Room,] 

7  As  Myrth  new  bleeding  from  the  Tree, 

.    Such  is  a  dying  drift  to  me ; 

And  while  he  make*  my  Soul  his  Guefl, 
My  Bofom,  Lord,  mall  be  thy  Reft. 

[8  No  Beams  of  Cedar  or  of  Fir, 

Can  with  thy  Courts  on  Earth  compare  ; 
And  here  we  wait  until  thy  Love 
Raife  us  to  nobler  Seats  above.] 

LXVII.     Seeking  the  Pajfures    of  drift,    tU 
Shepherd.     Solomon's  Song,  i.  7. 

1    npHOU  whom  my  Soul  admires  above 
X.   '<  All  earthly  J07  and  earthly  Love, 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know 
Where  doth  thy  fweeteft  Pafture  &row  ? 

2  Where 


44  HTMNS    and  B,  ] 

2  Where  is  the  Shadow  of  that  Reck, 
That  from  the  Sun  defends  thy  Flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  Sheep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  fleep! 

3  Why  fhould  thy  Bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  afide  to  Paths  unknown  ? 
My  conftant  Feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  feek  another  Love. 

[4  The  Footfteps  of  thy  Flock  I  fee  • 
Thy  fweeteft  Pailures  here  they  be  ; 
A  wond'rous  Feaft  thy  Love  prepares, 
Bought  with  thy  Wounds,  &  Groans  &  Tears. 

5  His  deareft  Flelh  he  makes  my  Food, 
And  bids  mc  drink  his  richeft  Blood  ; 
Here  to  thefe  Hills  my  Soul  will  come. 
Till  my  Beloved  lead  me  home. J 

LXVJII.    The  Banquet    of  Love,  Sol.    Song  ii 

Bi,  2,  3,  4,  6,  7. 
EHOLD  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here, 
The  Lillies  which  the  Vallies  bear  : 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life  that  gives 
Kefrefhing  Fruit,  and  healing  Leaves. 

2  Amongft  the  Thorns  fo  Lillies  fhiae; 
Amongft  wild  Gourds  the  noble  Vine, 
ko  m  mine  Eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidfl  a  Thoufand  meaner  Loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  Shade  I  fat, 

To  Ihicld  me  from  the  burning  Heat; 
Of  heav'nly  Fruit  he  ipreads  a  Fer.fr, 
I  o  feed  my  Eyes,  and  plea&  my  Tafte. 
{.4  Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  Place 
Where  {cards  the  Banqim  0f  &  Grace. 

He 


B.I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  45 

He  faw  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  Head 
The  Banner  of  his  Love  he  fpread. 

5  With  living  Bread,  and  genVous  Wine, 
He  cheers  this  finking  Heart  of  mine, 
And  op'ning  his  own  Heart  to  me, 

He  mows  his  Thoughts  how  kind  they  be. 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart, 

Lie  down  and  reft  upon  my  Heart ; 
I  charge  my  Sins  not  once  to  move, 
Nor  flir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  Love. 
LXXI.   Chrift  appearing  to  bis  Church  andfeek- 
ing  her  Company  ,Sol.  Song,  ii.  %,  9,  10,  11,12,13. 

1  npHE  Voice  of  my  Beloved  founds 

JL     Over  the  Rocks  and  rifing  Grounds ; 
O'er  Hills  of  Guilt,  and  Seas  of  Grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  Relief. 

2  Now  thro'  the  Veil  of  Flefh  I  fee 
With  Eyes  of  Love  he  looks  at  me  ; 

Now  in  the  Gofpel's  cleareft  Glafs 
He  mows  the  Beauties  of  his  Face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  Heart  along, 

Both  with  his  Beauties  and  his  Tongue  5 
Rife,  faith  my  Lord,  make  hafte  a^way,t 

No  mortal  Joys  are  worth  thy   Stay. ' 
±  The  Jewifh    wintry  State  is  gone, 

The  Mifts  are  fled,  the  Springs  comes  on, 

The /acred  Tur tie-Dove  nve  hear 

Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  Tear. 
5   fb'  Immortal  Vine  of  keavnly  Root, 

Mlofjoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  Fruit. 

Lo,  we  are  come  to  talte  the  Wine  ;' 

Our  Souls  rejoice,  and  biefs  the  Vine. 

6  And 


4$  HYMNS    and  B.  IJ 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jefus  fay, 
Rife  up  my  Love,  make  Hafle  aiuay  f 
Our  ijearts  would  fain  out- fly  the  Wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  Loves  behind. 

LXX.     (Thrift  inviting  and the  Church  anfwerZ 
ing  the  Invitation,  Sol.  Song.  ii.  14,  16,  17. 

[1   T  TARK  !  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
J7l   Sweetly  invites  his  Fav'rites  nigh} 
From  Caves  of  Darknefs  and  of  Doubt, 
He  gently  fpeaks  and  calls  us  out. 

2  My  Dove  ivho  hideth  in  the  Rock, 
Thine  Heart  almod  nvitb  Sorrovj  broke, 
Lift  up  thy  Face,  forget  thy  Fear, 
And  let  thy  Voice  delight  mine  Ear, 

3  Thy  Voice  to  me  founds  everfweet ; 
My  Graces  in  thy  Countenance  meet  ; 
Tho'  the  vain  World  thy  Face  defpife, 
'Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  Eyes. 

[4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  Heart  receives 
The  Hope  thine  Invitation  gives  : 
To  rhee  our  joyful  Lips  fhall  raife 
The  Y°ice  of  Prayer,  and  of  Praife.  ] 

[5  I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 

Our  Hearts,  our  Hopes,  our  Paflions  join  j 

Nor  let  a  Motion,  nor  a  Word, 

Nor  Thought  arife  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  Soui  to  Paftures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongil  the  Lillies  where  he  feeds  ; 
Amongft  the  Saints  (whofe  Robes  are  white 
Wnfh'd  in  his  Biood)  is  his  Delight. 

'Till  the  Day  break,  and  Shadows  flee, 

7  Till  the  fvveet  dawning  Light  I  fee,       Thin* 

I 


£.  L  Spiritual    SO  NGS.  4,. 

Thine  Eyes  to  r»e-w2rc?  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  Soul  in  Darknefs  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  Hait  on  Mountains  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  Hills  of  Fear  and  Sin  J 
Nor  Guilt,  nor  Unbelief  divide 
My  Love,  my  Saviour,  from  jny  Side.] 

LXXI.   Chrift  found  in    the  Street,  and  brought 
to  the  Church,  Sol.  Songiii.  I,  2,  3,  4,  5. 

1  /^FTEN   I  feek  my  Lord   by  Night, 
\J  Jefus,  my  Love,  my  Soul's  Delight  3 
With  warm  Defire  and  reftlefs  Thought 

I  feek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

2  Then  I  arife,  and  fearch  the  Street* 
Till  f  my  Lord,  my  Saviour  meet; 
I  aik  the  Watchman  of  the  Night, 
Where  did  you  Qe  my  SouPs  Delight  P 

$  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  Way, 

Directed  by  a  heav'nly  Ray  ; 

I  leap  for  Joy  to  fee  his  Face,  ; 

And  hold  him  fall  in  my  Embrace. 
f  4  I  bring  him  to^my  Mother's  Home* 

Nor  does  my  Lord  refute  to  come 

To  Zions  facred  Chambers  where 

My  Soul  firft  drew  the  vital  Air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  Hearty 
Picrc'd  for  my  Sake  with  deadly  Smart ; 
I  give  my  Soul  to  him,  and  there 

Our  Loves  their  mutual  Tokens  mare.] 

6  I  charge  you  all,' ye  earthly  Toys  ; 
Approach  not  to  difturb  my  -Joy?  ; 
Nor  Sin,  nor  Heli,  come  near  my  Hearf, 
Nor  cauJk  mv  Saviour  to  depart, 

D  LXXIf, 


4«"  HYMNS  and  B.  L  f 

LXXII.     7"£*  Coronation  of  Cbrift,  and  Efpoufai 
of  the  Church,  Sol.  Song,  iii.  1 1. 

1  T"*\Aughters  ofSion,  come,  behold 
Xj  The  Crown  of  Honour  and  of  Gold, 
Which  the  glad  Church,  with  Jeys  unknown, 
Plac'd  on  the  Head  of  Solomon. 

2  Je/usy  thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  Tribute  which  we  bring  j 
Accept  the  well  deferv'd  Renown, 
And  wear  our  Praifes  as  thy  Crown. 

3  Let  every  Ad  of  Worfhip  be 

Like  our  Efpoufals,  Lord,  for  Thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  Hour  when  from  above 
We  firft  rtceiv'd  thy  Pledge  of  Love. 

4  The  Gladncfs  of  that  happy  Day  ! 
Our  Hearts  would  wifli  it  long  to  flay  ; 
Nor  let  our  Faith  forfake  its  Hold, 
Nor  Comfort  fink,  nor  Love  grow  cold. 

5  F,ach  following  Minute  as  it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  Praife,  improve  our  Joys, 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  Name 
At  the  Grett  Supper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  O  that  the  Months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that.-Coronation  Day  f 

The  King  of  Grace  (hall  fill  the  Throne, 
With  ail  his  Father's  Giories  cm. 
XXIII.     The    Church" s   Beauty  in    the  Eyes  of 

Qhrifl,   Sol.  Song  iv.  i,  10.11,7,9,8. 
1   XT  IN  D,  is  tbe  Speech  of  Chrift  our  Lord, 
.    J\^    Affi  ft  ion  founds  in  ev'ry  Word  ; 

Loy  thou  art  fair,  my  Love,  he  cries, 
$ot  tbeysung  Doves  bavefweeter  Eyes. 

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*I.  Spiritual   SONGS,  49 

[2  Sive£t  are  thy  lips,  thy  f  leafing  Voice 
Salutes  mine  Ear  u  ithfecret  Joys  ; 
No  Spice  fo  much  delights  the  Sm<il, 
Nor  milk  nor  Ho*ey  taflefo  w*//,} 

3  Thou  art  all  Fair,  my  Bride,  to  me, 
1  will  behold  no  Spot  in  thee. 

What  mighty  Wonders  Love  performs,' 
And  puts  a  Comelinefs  on  Worms  ! 

4  DehTd  and  loathfome  as  we  are, 

He  makes  us  white  and  calls  us  fair  ; 
Adorns  us  with  that  heavenly  Drefs, 
His  Graces  and  his  Righteoufnefs. 

5  My  Sifier  and  my  Spcufe,  he  cries, 
Bound  to  my  Heart  by  various  Tie-t, 
Iby  powrful  Love  my  Heart  detains 
In  firong  Delight  and  pleafing  Chains: 

6  He  calis  me  from  the  Leopard's  Den, 
From  this  wild  World  of  Beafts  and  Men, 
To  Stan  where  hi*  Glories  are  ; 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  fo  fair. 

7  Nor  Dens  of  Prey,  nor  flow'ry  Plains, 
</    Nor  earthly  Joys,  nor  earthly  Pains, 

Shall  hold  my  F«et,  or  force  my  Stay 
When  Cbr //^-invites  my  Soul  away. 

LXXIV.     The    Church  the  Garden    of  Chrift, 
Sol.  Song  iv.  12,  14,,  15,  and  v.  1. 

1  "\T/E  are  a  Garden  wall'd  around, 

YV     Chofen  and  made  peculiar  Ground 
A  little  Spot,  enclos'd  by  Grace, 
Out  of  the  World's  wide  Wildernefs. 

2  Like  Trees  of  Myrth  and  Spice  we  ftand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  Hand  j 

!  D  z 


5o  HTMNS    and  B.% 

An<*  all  his  Springs  in  Sion  flow, 
To  make  the  young  Plantation  grow. 

3  Awake,  O  heavenly  Wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  Garden  of  Perfume  ; 
Spirit  Divine  !   defcend  and  breathe 
A  graciofcl  Gale  on  Plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  belt  Spices  flow  abroad 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  God.  : 

And  Faith  and  Love  and  Joy  appear, 

And  evVy  Giace  be  active  here. 
£5    Let  my  beloved  come  and  tafte   * 

His  pleafant  Fruits  at  his  own  Feaft. 

/  come  my  Fpoufe,  1  come,  he  cries, 

With  Love  and  Pieafure  in  his  Eyes. 
6  Our  Lord  into  his  Garden  comes 

Wei]  plcas'd  to  fmelj  our  poor  Perfumes, 

And  c*;!s  us  to  a  Feaft  divine, 

Swt'i .-ter  :han  Honey,  Milk,  or  Wine. 
j   Eat  if  the  Tree  o/JLifg,  my  Friends, 

The  Biejfir.g;  that  my  Father  fends  ; 

T  u ■   Taijfe  Jhaii  all  my  Dain  ties  prove, 

Jf  d  dink  Abundance  of  my  Love. 
$   "J 'Jus,  we  will  frequent  thy  Board, 
ing  the  Bounties  of  our  Lord, 

But  ine  rich  Food  on  which  we  live 

Dem  ^ds    .,>jr$  Praife  than  Tongue  can  give. 
LXXV.      9  be  Defection  of  Chrift  the  Beloved) 

Sol    Song,  v.  9,  .0,  II,  12,  14,  15,  16. 

i        jP*  HE  wond'ring  World  enquires  to  know/ 

JL      Why  1  ihould  love  my  Je/us  fo  : 

What  are  his  Charms,  fay  they,  above 
The  Objecls  of  a  mortal  Love  P 

2  Yes 


B.  I.  Spiritual   SdNGS.  5 1 

2  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  Sight, 

Shews  a  fweet  Mixture,  Red  and  White, 
All  human  Beauties,  all  Divine, 
In  my.  Beloved-meet  and  fhine. 

3  White  is  his  Soul,  from  Blemifh  free ; 

•  Red  with  the  Blood  he  fried  for  me  ; 
The  faireft  of  ten  Thouiand  Fairs ; 
A  Sun  amongft  ten  Thoufand  Stars, 

[4  His  Head  the  finefl  Gold  excels, 
There  Wifdom  in  Perfe&ion  dwells ; 
And  Glory  like  a  Crown  adorns 
Thofe  Temples  once  befet  with  Thorna, 

5  Companions  in  his  Heart  are  found, 
Hard  by  the  Signals  of  his  Wound  ; 
Hisfacred  Side,  no  more  (haii  bear  ; 
The  cruel  Scourge,  tha  piercing  Spear,] 

£6  His  Hands  are  fairer  to  behold, 
Than  Diamonds  fee  in  Rings  of  Gold  \ 
Thofe  heav'nly  Hands  that  on  the  Tree, 
Were  nail'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me, 

j  Tho'  once  he  bowM  his  fee  he  Kn&es, 
Loaded  with  Sins  and  Agonies, 
Now  on  the  Throne  of  his  Command 
His  Legs  like  Marble  Pillars  fland.] 

[8  His  Eyes  are  Ma  jetty  and  Love, 
The  Eagle  temper'd  with  the  Dove; 

•  No  more  fiiall  trickling  Sorrows  roil 
Thro'  thofe  dear  Windows  of  his  Soul. 

9  His  Mouth  that  pour'd  out  long  Complaint 
*         Now  fmiles,  and  cheers  his  fainting  Saints : 
His  Countenance  more  graceful  is 
Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  Trees, 

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52  HTMm   and  B   j 

10   Aril  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
JVJuIt  be  beloved,  arid  yet  ador'd  ; 
Hi*  Woah  if  all  the  Nations  kne'vv, 
Sure  the  whole  Earth  would  love  him  too. 

LXXV:L  CT.riil  dwells  in  Heaven,  but  <vifits  on 
Earth,  Sol    Song  vi.  1,2,  3,  12. 

1  \A/HEN  Stran8ers  ftand  and  hear  me  tell 

V  V      W  nat  Beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell  ; 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain   would    know, 
Th.it  they  may  ieek  and  iove  him  too. 

2  My  bed:  Beloved  keep.'  his  Throne 

On  Hills  ot  Light,  in  World*  unknown  ; 
But  he  defcends,  and  fhows  his  Face 
in  che  voung  Gatdens  of  his  Grace. 
[3  In  Vineyards  planted  by  his  Hand, 
Where  fruitful  Trees  in  Order  Hand  ; 
H?  feeds  imongthefpicy  Beds, 
Where  lillies  fhow  their  fpotlefs  Heads: 

4  He  has  engrolVd  rny  warmefl  Love, 
No  earthly  Charnr<  my  Soul  can  move  ; 
I  have  nManfion  in  hi-  Heart, 

Nor  Death  nor  HeM  mail  make  us  part.] 

5  ^e  ta  -  ''  Van  iv  ire, 
And  (hews  me  where  his  Glories  are, 

No  Chaiiot'    f  Aminadab  ,         t 

The  h.-av'niy  Rapture  can  defcribe. 
[6   O  may  my  Spirr  daily  rife 

On  Wings  ofi  Paith  above  the  Shies,   ' 
Till   Deaih  (hall  make  my  I  aft  Remove, 
To  dweii  forever  with  my  Love.] 

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B  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  53 

LXXVII.  The  Love  ofChrifi  to  the  Church,  in 

his  Language  to  her,  and  Provijionsfor  her, 

Sol.  Song  vii.  5,  6,  9,  12,  13. 

1  *^*T  OW  in  the  Gall'ries  of  his  Grace 

|^    Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  fays  ; 
Movjfair  my  Saints  are  in  my  Sight  ! 
My  Love  hovu  pleafant  for  Delight. 

2  Kind  is  thy  Language,  Sov'reign  Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  Grace  in  ev'ry  Word  ; 
From  that  dear  Mouth  a  Stream  divine 
Flows  fwe^ter  than  the  choiceft  Wine. 

5  Such  wond'rous  Love  awakes  the  Lip 
Of  Saints  that  were  almofl  afleep, 
To  fpeak  the  Praifes  of  thy  Name, 
And  makes  our  cold  Affections  flame. 

4  Thefe  are  the  Joys  he  lets  us  know 
In  Fields  and  Villages  below  ; 
Gives  us  a  Reliih  of  his  Love 
But  keeps  his  nobleft  Feaft  above. 

5  In  Paradife  within  the  Gates 
An  higher  Entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in 'Store, 
Where  we  (hall  feed,  but  thirft  no  more. 

LXXVIfl.   The   Strength  of  Ch riffs    Love,  and 
the    Soul's  Jealoufy   of  her  oven,  Sol.  Song  viii. 

5»  6>  7>   '3>  H-  . 

1  "\X7HO  is  this  fair  one  in  Diftrefs, 

*  ▼      That  travels  from  the  Wildernefs  ? 
And  prefsM  with  Sorrows  and  with  Sins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  (he  leans. 

2  This  is  the  Spoufe  of  Chrilt  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  Treafures  of  hi?  Blood  : 

And 


>1-  *ji  ivii\x    ana  ,; 

And  her  Requeft,  and  her  Complaint, 
Is  but  the  Voice  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

3  "  O  let  my  Name  engraven  ftand, 

"  Both  on  thy  Heart  and  on  thy  Hand: 
««  Seal  me  upon  thine  Arm,  and  wear, 
•«  That  Pledge  of  Love  forever  there; 

4  "  Stronger  than  Death  thy  Love  is  known 

"  Which  Floods  of  wrath  could  neverdrown ; 
««  And  Hell  and  Earth  in  vain  combine 
"  To  quench  a  Fire  fo  much  divine. 

5  "  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  Heart, 

"  Left  it  mould  once  from  thee  depart  • 
"  Then  let  thy  Name  be  well  impreft, 
"  As  a  fair  Signet  on  my  Breaft. 

6  "  Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  Home 

"  Where  Fears  and  Doubts  can  never  come  $ 
"  Thy  Count'nance  let  me  often  fee, 
"  And  often  thou  malt  hear  from  me. 

7  "  Gome,  my  Beloved,  hafte  away, 
"  Cut  fhort  the  Hours  of  thy  Delay  ; 
"  Fly  like  a  youthful  Hart  or  Roe 

"  Over  the  Hills  where  Spices  grow. 
LXXIX.  A  Morning  Hymnt  Pfal.  xix.  $,  g,  and 

Ixxin.  24,  2  "j. 
*    /^<OD  of  the  Morning,  at-whofe  Voice 

\J  The  cheerful  Sun  makes  Hafte  to  rife, 

And  like  a  Giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  Joiirney  thro1  the  Skies. 
3  From  the  fair  Chambers  of  the  Ea(h 

The  Circuit  of  his  Race  begins, 

And  without  Weannefs  or  Reft 

Roi;nd  the  whole  Earth  he.  flies  and  mines. 

3  OJ 


I 


'B.I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  55 

3  O  like  the  Sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  Duties  of  the  Day, 
With  ready  Mind  and  active  Will 
March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  Way. 

[4  But  I  mall  rove  and  lofe  the  Race, 
If  God,  my  Sun  mould  difappear, 
And  leave  me  in  the  World's  wild  Maze 
To  follow  Qv'ry  wand'ring  Star. 

5  Lord,  thy  Commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  Eyes  ;  . 
Thy  Threat'nings  juft,  thy  Promife  Aire, 
Thy  Golpel  makes  the  Simple  wife.] 

6  Give  me  thy  Counfel  for  my  Guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  Blifs  j 
All  my  Derbes  and  Hopes  beiide 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this. 

LXXX.  An  Evening  Hymn,   Pfalm  iv.    8.    and 
iii.  5,  6.  and  cxliii.  8. 

1  HpHUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  Pow'r  prolongs  my  Days, 
And  ev'ry  Evening  mall  make  known 
Some  frefh  Memorial  of  his  Grace. 

%  Much  of  my  Time  has  run  to  wafte, 
And  [perhaps  am  near  my  Home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  Follies  paft, 
He  gives  me  Strength  for  bays  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  Body  down  to  Sleep, 
Peace  is  the  Pillow  for  my  Head  ; 
While  wtll-appointed  Angels  keep 
Their  watchful  Stations  round  my  Bed. 

4  In  vain  the  Sons  of  Earth  or  Hell, 
Tell  me  a  Thoufand  frightful  Things, 

My 


5^  HTMNS    and  B.  It 

My  God  in  fafety  makes  me  dwell 

Beneath  the  Shadow  of  his  Wings. 
IS  faith  in  his.  Name  forbids  my  Fear  i 

0  may  thy  Prefence  ne'er  depart  ' 
And  in  the  Morning  make  me  hear 

1  he  Love  and  Kindnefs  of  thy  Heart 

6  M  "*,  ^  nHe  Night  0f  Dcath  **»  come, 
My  Plefh  (hall  reft  beneath  the  Ground 

And  wait  thy  Voice  to  roufe  my  Tomb,  ' 

With  fweet  Salvation  in  the  Sound.] 
LXXXI.  J  Song  for  Morning  or  Evening,  Lam 

VT^A0*  cnd,cfs  is  thr  ^ove  ! 
ri?y  Gifts  are  ev'ry  Evening  new  : 
And  Morning  Mercies  from  above   S         ' 
Gently  diftil  like  early  Dew.  L 

2  Thou  fprcad'it  the  Curtains  of  the  Night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  fleeping  Hourl ; 
Thy  Soy  reign  Word  re/tores  the  Light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowzy  Powers. 

3  I  yield  my  Pow'rs  to  thy  Command, 
I  o  thee  I  confecrate  my  Days  ■ 
Perpetual  Bleffings  from  thine  Hand 
JJemand  perpetual  Songs  of  Praifc. 

LXXXn.  God  fa  aho<ve  Creatures  ;  Or,  Man 

fain  and  mortal,  Job  iv.  1  y  .... .,  2 1 
t    CHALL  the  vile  Race  af  Flefh  and  Blood, 

<_J  Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 

bhaj  mortal  Worms  prefume  to  be 

More  Holy,  Wife,  or  Juft,  than  He  ? 
2  Eehold,  he  puts  his  Truft  in- none 

Of  all  the  Spiritb  round  his  Throne;       Thejj 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  57 

Their  Natures  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  Holy,  Juft,  n©r  Wife. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  Things  are  they 
Who  fpring  from  Duft,  and  dwell  in  Clay  ! 
Touch 'd  by  the  Finger  of  thy  Wrath, 
We  faint  and  vanifh  like  the  Moth. 

4  From  Night  to  Day,  from  Day  to  Night, 
We  die  by  Thoufands  in  thy  Sight ; 
Bury'd  in  Dull  whole  Nations  lie 
Like  a  forgotten  Vanity. 

5  Almighty  Power,  to  Thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  Thou  ? 
No  more  the  Sons  of  Earth  fhall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

LXXXIII.     JjjiiBions  and  Death  under  Provi- 
dence, Job  v.  6,  7,  8. 

1  '^JOT  from  the  Duft  Affil&ion  grows, 
jL%|    Nor  Troubles  rife  by  chance  ; 
Yet  we  are  born  to  Cares  and  Woes, 

A  fad  Inheritance  J 

2  As  Sparks  break  out  from  burning  CoaIss 

And  Hill  are  upwards  borne  ; 
So  Grief  is  rooted  in  our  Souls, 
And  Man  grows  up  to  mourn  : 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  Caufe, 

And  truft  his  promis'd  Grace  • 
Ke  rules  me  by  his  well-known  Laws 
Of  Love  and  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Not  all  the  Pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Shall  fpoi!  my  future  Peace, 
For  Death  and  Hell  can  do  no  more 

Than  what  my  Father  pkafe.     L  XXXIV. 


5«  HTMNS   and  £.  r. 

LXXXIV.  Salvation,  Righteoufnefs,  atidSttengtb 
in  Chrift,  Ifa.  xlv.  21—  25. 

1  JEHOVAH  fpeaks,  let  //>■«/  hear, 
J    Let  all  the  Earth  rejoice  and  fear, 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  Sov'reign  Honours  and  his  Names. 

2  "  I  am  the  Laft  and  I  the  Firft, 

"  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  Juft  ; 

"  There's  none  befide  pretends  to  mew 

"  Such  Juftice  and  Salvation  too. 
[3  "  Ye  that  in  Shades  of  Darknefs  dwell, 

"  Juft  on  the  Verge  of  Death  and  Hell, 

"  Look  up  to  me  from  diftant  Lands, 

"  Light,  Life,  and  Heav'n  are  in  my  Hands* 

4  "  I  by  my  holy  Name  have  fworn, 

"  Nor  (hall  my  Word  in  vain  return  ; 
"  To  me  fhall  all  Things  bend  the  Knee, 
"  And  ev'ry  Tongue  (hall  fwear  to  me.] 

5  "  In  me  alone  fhall  Men  confefs 

"  Lies  all  their  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs : 
*'  But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  Name, 
"  I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  Shame. 

6  "  In  me  the  Lord,  fhall  all  the  Seed 
"  Of  Jfrel  from  their  Sins  be  freed, 
"  And  by  their  mining  Graces  prove 
"  Their  Int'reft  in  my  pard'ning  Love, 

LXXXV.   The  fame. 
I    rPHE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

His  Godhead  from  his  Throne, 
'•cy  and  J uft ice  are  the  h'avis 
By  rikbich  IwiUbtknoktrtti 

2    Te 


B.I.  Spiritual   SONGS.  59 

z¥e  dying  Souls  that  Jit 

In  Darknejs  and  Dijlrefs, 
Look  from  the  Borders  of  the  Pit 
To  my    recovering  Grace. 
Jte   Sinners  (hall  hear  the  Sound: 

Their  thankful  Tongues  (hall  own, 
bur  Rhhteoufnefs  and  Strength  is  found 
In  thee,   the    Lord  alone. 
4  la  thee  (hall    lfrael  truft, 

And  fee  their  Guilt  forgiven  ; 
God  will  pronounce  the  Sinners  jufl, 
And  take  the  Saints  to  Heav'n. 
LXXXVI.     God  Holy,    Juft,    and  Sovereign. 

Job  ix.  2-10. 
£   TTOW   fhould  the  Sons  of  Ad&tfC%  Race 
fj   Be  pure  before  their  God  j 
If  he  contend  in   Righteoufnefs 
We  fall  beneath   his  Rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  Words  and  Thoughts 

I'll  mak«  no  more  Pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my    thoufand  Faults 
Can  bear    a  juft  Defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  Arm,  his  Heart  is  wife ; 

What  vain  Prefumers  dare 
Againft  their  Maker's  Hand   to  rife, 
Or  tempt  th' unequal  War  ? 
[4  Mountains  by  his -Almighty  Wrath 

From  their  old  Seats  are  torn  ; 
i    He  makes   the  Earth  from   South  to  North, 

And  all  her  Pillars    mourn. 
5  He  bids  the  Sun  forbear  fo  rifi, 
Th'obedient  Sun  forbears  -, 

I  His 


*>  BTMNS    <md  B.  I- 

His  Hand  with  Sackcloth  fpreads  the  Skies, 
An  i  feals  up    all  the  Stars. 
6  He  walks  upon  the  ilormy  Sea  ; 
Flies  on  the  ftormy  Wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  wond'rous  Way 
Or  her  dark  Footfteps  find. 
LXXXVII     God  dwells  with  the  humble   and 

Penitent ,  Ha.  Ivii.    15,  t6. 
x    '""T^H.US  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
JL      "  I  Tit  upon  my  holy  Throne  ; 
u  My  Name  is  God,  I  dwell  On  high  ; 
•'  Dwell  in  my  own  Eternity. 
1  u  But  1  defcend  to  Worlds  below, 
**  On  Earth  I  have  a  Manfion  too  $ 
"  The  humble  Spirit  and  contrite 
«•  Is  an  Abode  of  my  Delight. 

3  "  The  humble  Soul  my  Words  revive, 
J     M  I  bid  the  mourning  Sinner  live ; 

*  Heal  all  the  broken  Hearts  I  rind, 
"  And  eafe  the  Sorrows  of  the  Mind. 

4  "  When  I  contend  agaihft  their  Sin, 

f*  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  beeiij 
u  But  mould  my  Wrath  for  ever  fmoke, 
•J  Their  Souls  would  fink  beneath  my  Stroke. 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  Grace  be  high, 
Left  we  fhould  faint,  defpair  and  die ! 
Thus  (hall  our  better  Thoughts  approve 
The  Methods  of  thy  chaftVning  Love.] 

LXXXVUI.  life  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Hopa 
Ecclef.  ix.    4,   5,    6,  10. 
IFE  is  the  Time  to  ferve  the  Lord. 
Tht  Time  t'iofurc  the  great  JUward  g 


'V 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONG 3.  6.1 

And  while  the  Lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vileft  Sinner  may  return. 

[2  Life  is  the  Hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  'fcape  from  Hell,  and  fly  to  Heav'n* 
The  Day  of  Grace,  and  Mortals  may 
Secure  the  Bleffings  of  the  Day.] 

3    The   Living  know  that  they  mull  die, 
But  all  the  Dead  forgotten  lie  j 
Their  Mem'ry  and  their  Senfe  is  gone* 
Alike  unknowing  and   unknown. 

[4  Their  Hatred  and  their  Love  is  loft, 
Their  Envy  buried  in  the  Duft ; 

1  They  have  no  Share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  Circuit  of  the  Sun.] 

5  Then  what  my  Thoughts  defign  to  do, 
My  Hands  with  all  your  Might  purfue, 
Since  no  Device,  nor  Work  is  found, 

Nor  Faith,  nor  Hope,  beneath  the  Ground 

6  There  are  no  A&s  of  Pardon  paft 

In  the  cold  Grave  to  which  we  hafte ; 
But  Darknefs,  Death,  and  long  Defpahy 
Reign  in  eternal  Silence  there. 

LXXXIX.  Youth  and Judgment,  Ecclef.  xi.  9, 

1  \7E  Sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

\  Indulge  your  Eyes,  indulge  your  Tongue, 
Tafte  the  Delights  your  Souls  defire, 
And  give  a  looie  to  all  your  Fire. 

2  Purfue  the  Pleafure  you  deiign, 

And  cheer  your  Hearts  with  Songs  and  Wine, 
Enjoy  the  Day  of  Mirth,  but  know 
There  is  a  Day  of  Judgement  too. 

Ej  3  Goi 


4 


6z  tiTMNS  and  B.  I. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  Tjio'ts, 
His  Book  records  your  fecret  Fau'ts 
The  Works  of  Darknefs  you   have  done,  * 
MuitaJl  appear  before  the  Sun. 

4  The  Vengeance  to  your  Follies  doe 
j-noald  {hike  your  Hearts  with  Terror  thro1- 
How  will  ye  Hand  before  his  Face, 
Oranfwer  for  his    injur'd  Grace?' 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  Eyes 
From  thefe  alluring  Vanities, 
And  let  the  Thunder   of  thy  Word, 
Awake  their  Souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

XC.   The   /awe. 

1  V  'O  the  young  Tribes  of  Adam  juTc? 
X-j     And  thro1  all  Nature  rove 
Fulfil  the  Wilhes    of  their  Eves,  * 

And  tafte  the  Joys  they  love! 

2  They  give  a  loofe  to  wild  Defires  ; 

But  let  the   Sinners  know 
The  ftricl  Account  that  God  requires 
Of  all  die  Works  they  do. 

3  The  Judge  prepares  his  Throne  on  high, 

The  frighted  Earth  and  Seas 
Avoid  the  Fury  of  his  Eye, 
And  flee  before  his  Face. 

4  How  (hair  I  bear  that  dreadful  Dav, 

And  Hand  the  fiery  Te ft  ? 
1  give  all  mortal  Joys  away 
To  be  for  ever  Melt. 

XC1 


D 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  6; 

XCI.  Advice  to  Youth  :  Or,  Old  Age  and  Death  in 
an  unconverted  State,  Eccl.  xii.  i.  7,Ifa.lxv,,20. 

1  x"TOW  in  the  Heat  of  youth  fa!  Blood 
J^    Remember  your  Creator  God : 
Behold  the  Months  come  haft'ningon,   . 
When  you  mall  fay,  My  Joyi  are  gone. 

2  Behold,  the  aged  Sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  Guilt  and  heavy  Woes, 
Down  to  the  Regions  of  the  Dead, 
With  endlefs  Curfes  on  his  Head. 

3  The  Duft  returns  to  Duil  again  ; 
The  Soul  in  Agonies  of  Pain 
AfcendYto  God  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  Doom  and  finks  to  Hell. .. 

4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  Name, 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am; 
And  when  my  Soul  mull  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  Manfion  in  thy  Love. 

XCII.  QW&'tbeWifdomofGod,  Prov.  viii.  iy 

22-  —  32. 

1  £  HALL  Wifdom  cry  aloud, 

O     And  not  her  Speech  be  heard  I 
The  Voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
Deferves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  "  I  was  his  chief  Delight, 
"  His  everlafting  Son, 

"  Before  the  firfl.  of  all  his  Works 

"  Creation  was  begun. 
[3  '«   Before  the  flying  Clouds, 

ft  Before  the  folid  La/id, 
"  Before  the  Fields,  before  the  Flood, 

"  I  dwelt  at  his  Right  Hand. 

E  3  4  "  When 


64  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

4  "  When  he  adorn'd  the  Skies, 
"  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 

"  To  order  where  the  Sun  mould  rife, 
'■  And  marfhal  ev'ry  Star.  k 

5  u  When  he  pour'd  out  the  Sea, 
"  And  fpread  the  flowing  Deep, 

w  I  gave  the  Flood  a  firm  Decree 
"  In  it's  own  Bounds  to  keep.] 

6  "  Upon  the  empty  Air 

"  The  Earth  was  ballanc'd  well ; 

"  With  Joy  I  faw  the  Manfion  where 

"  The  Sons  of  Men  ihould  dwell, 

7  "  My  bufy  Thoughts  at  firft 
"  On  their  Salvation  ran, 

"  E'er  Sin  was  bern,  or  Adam\  Dajk 
"  Was  fafhion'd  to  a  Man. 

8  "  Then  come,  receive  my  Grace, 
"  Ye  Children,  and  be  wife; 

*  Happy  the  Man  that  keeps  my  Ways, 

"  The  Man  that  (huns  them  dies. 
XCIII.  Chrift,  or   Wifdom,    oleyd   or    refid(d9 
Prov.viii.  34,  3  c,  36. 

1  HTHUS  faith  the  Wifdom  of  the  Lord, 

-*   "  Blefs'd  is  the  Man  that  hears  my  Word* 
"  Keeps  daily  Watch  before  my  Gates, 
"  And  at  my  Feet  for  Mercy  waits. 

2  "  The  Soul  that  feeks  me  fhall  obtain 

•*  Immortal  Wealth  and  heav'nly  Gain  ; 
"  Immortal  Life  is  his  Reward, 
"  Life,  and  the  Favour  of  the  Lord. 
$  "  'But  the  vile  Wretch  that  flies  from  me, 
"  Doth  his  own  Soul  an  Injury; 

"  Fools 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SQNQ$.  i$ 

«  Fools  that  againft  my  Grace  rebel 
«  Seek  Death,  and  love  the  Road  to  Hen. 

XCIV.  JuftificaMn  by  Faith,  not  by  Works:  Or, 
*&  La<w  condemns,  Grace jufifes.  Row.  ill. 


I   4  TAIN  are  the  Hopes  the  Sons  of  Men 
V     On  their  own  Works  have  built  ; 
Their  Hearts  by  Nature,all  unclean, 
And  ail  their  Anions  Guilt. 
g  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  flop  their  Mouth* 
Without  a  murm'rmg  Word, 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Adam  fiand 
Guilty  before  tne  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  righteous  Lav? 

Tojuftify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
Is  all  the  Law  can  do. 

4  Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  Grace, 

When  in  thy  Name  we  tiuft !    u 
Our  Faith  receives  a  Righteouinei* 
That  makes  the  Sinner  juft. 
XCV.  Regeneration,  John  i,  \hand  m.  £.  &J. 
1    \]  OT  all  the  outward  Forms  on  Earth, 
j^    Nor  Rites  ftatGod  has  giv'n, 
Nor  Will  of  Man,  nor  Blood,  nor  Birth, 
Canraife  a  Soul  to  Keav'n. 
Z  The  Sov'reign  Will  of  Ged  alone 
Creates  us  Heirs  of  Grace ; 
Born  in  the  Image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  Race. 
3  The  Spirit  like  fome  heavenly  Wind 
Blpws  on  the  Sons  of  Fieih, 

E  4  New 


46  HTMNS    and  B,  I, 

New-models  all  the  carnal  Mind, 
And  forms  the  Man  afreih. 
4  Our  quicken'd  Souls  awake,  and  rife 
From  the  long  Sleep  of  Death  ; 
On  heav'nly  Things  we  fix  oar  Eyes, 
And  Praife  employs  our  Breath. 

XCVI.  Elefiion  excludesBeaJling)  i  Cor.  1.26-31; 

.1    13  UT  few  among  the  carnal  Wife, 
-D  But  few  of  noble  Race, 
Obtain  the  Favour  of  thine  Eyes, 
Almighty  King  of  Grace. 

2  He  takes  the  Men  of  meaneit  Name, 

For  Sons  and  Heirs  of  God  ; 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  Shame 
On  honourable  Blood. 

3  He  calls  the  Fool,  and  makes  him  know 

The  Myft'ries  of  his  Grace, 
To  bring  afpiring  Wifdom  low, 
And  all  it's  Pride  abafe. 

4  Nature  has  all  it's  Glories  loir, 

When  brought  before  his  Throne; 
No  Flefh  fhall  in  his  Prefence  boaft, 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

XCVII.  Chrift  our  mfdom,   Righte<ouJnefs%  ScQ, 
j.  Cor.  i.  30. 

1  TJURY'D  in  Shadows  of  the  Night, 
13  We  lie  till  Chrift  reftores  the  Light ; 
Wifdom  defcends  to  heal  the  Blind, 
And  chafe  the  Darknefs  of  the  Mind. 

2  Our  guilty  Sculs  are  drown'd  in  Tears 

Till  his  atoning  Blood  appears  j 

Thca 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  67 

Then  we  awake  from  deep  Diftrefs, 
And  fing,  The  Lord  our  Righteoufnefs, 

3  Our  very  Frame  is  mix'd  with  Sin, 
His  Spiri;  makes  our  Natures  clean  ; 
Such  Virtues  from  hisSufFrings  flow, 
At  once  to  cleanfe  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jsfus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding  his  Slaves  in  heavy  Chains  ; 
He  fets  the  Pris'ners  free,  and  breaks 
The  Iron  Bondage  from  our  Necks. 

5  Poor  helplefs  Worms  in  thee  poflTefs 
Grace,  Wifdom,  PowV,  and  Righteoufnefs  i 
Thou  art  our  mighty  AH,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  felves,  O  Lord,  to  thee 

XCVUl.  The  fame. 

1  l-JOW  heavy  is  the  Night 
iTX  That  hangs  upon  our  Eyes, 

Till  Chrifi  with  his  reviving  Light 
Over  our  Souls  arife  ! 

2  Our  guilty  Spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  Wrath  of  Heav'n, 
But  in  his  Righteoufnefs  array 'd 
We  fee  our  Sins  forgiv'n. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  Thoughts  and  Ways, 
,  His  Hands  infected  Nature  cure 
With  fandlifying  Grace. 
4.  The  Pow'rs  of  Hell  agree 

To  hoid  our  Souls  in  vain ; 
He  fets  the  Sons  of  Bondage  free, 
And  breaks  tbecurfed  Chain. 

E  5  5  Lord 


68  HYMNS    and  B   1 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  Ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God. 
Thy  Sovereign  Pow'r,  thy  healing  Grace, 

And  thine  atoning  Blood. 
XCIX.  Stones  made  Children  of  Abraham  :  Or. 

Grace  not  convey  d by  religions  Parents,  Matthl 

iii.  9. 

1  \TA™  are  ^e  H°pes  that  Rebels  place 

V     Upon  their  Birth  and  Blood, 
Defcended  from  a  pious  Race  ; 
(Their  Fathers  now  with  God.) 

2  He  from  the  Caves  of  Earth  and  Hell 

Can  take  the  hardeft  Stones, 
And  fill  the  Houfe  of  Abraham  well 
With  new-created  Sons. 

3  Such  wond'rous  Power  doth  he  poffefs 

Who  form'd  our  mortal  Frame, 
WhocalPd'the  World  from  Emptinef,, 
The  World  obey'd  and  came. 
C.  Believe  and  be  faved,  John  iii.  16,  %yt   18. 

1  "X7OT  t0  condemn  the  Sons  of  Men 
i_N    Did  Cbrm  the  Son  of  God  appear : 
No  Weapons  in  his  Hands  are  feen, 

No  flaming  Sword,  nor  Thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  Pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  Race  of  Man  (o  well, 
He  fent  his  Son  to  bear  our  Load 

Of  Sing,  and  fave  our  Souls  from  Hell. 

3  Sinners  believe  the  Saviour's  Word, 
Truft  in  his  mighty  Name,  and  live  ; 
A  thoufand  Joys  his  Lips  afford, 
Hit  glands  a  thoufand  Buffings  give 

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B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  69 

4  But  Vengeance  and  Damnation  lies 
On  Rebels  who  refufe  the  Grace ; 
Who  God's  eternal  Son  defpife, 
The  hotted  Hell  fhall  be  their  Place. 

CI.  Joy  in  Heaven*  for  a  relenting  Sinner ,  Luke 

xv.  7,  io. 

j    nT/HOcandefcribe  the  Joys   that  rife^ 

W     Thro'  a*i the  Courts  of  Para^ife, 

To  fee  a  Prodigal  return, 

To  fee  an  Heir  of  Glory  bum  ? 
2  With  Joy  the  Father  doth  approve 

The  Fruit  of  his  eternal  Love  ; 

The  Son  with  Joy  looks  down  and  fee* 

ThePurchafeofhis  Agonies. 
5  The  Spirit  takes  Delight  to  view 

The  holy  Soul  he  form'd  anew  ; 

And  Saints  and  Angels  join  to  fing 

The  growing  Emphe  of  their  King 

CllS he  Beatitudes,  Matt.  v.  3  -  iz. 

%   TJLEST  are  the  humble  Souls  that  fee 
J3  Their  Emptinefs  and  Poverty ; 
Treafures  of  Grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  Crowns  of  Joy  laid  up  in  Heav'n.J 

%  Bleft  are  the  Men  of  broken  Heart, 
Who  mourn  for  Sin  with  inward  Smart; 
The  Blood  afChrift  divinely  flows 
A  healing  Balm  for  all  their  Woes.] 

[  3  Bleft  are  the  Meek,  who  (land  afar 
From  Rage  and  Paffion,  Noife  and  War  5 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  State, 
&nd  plead  their  Caufe  againft  the  Great.] 

E  \      •  4  Ble^ 


7©  HTMNS    arJ  .  B.  I 

[  4  Bleft  are  the  Semis  that  third  for  Grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  Righteoufnefs  ; 
They  (hall  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  Streams  and  living  Bread.] 

[  5  Bleft  are  the  Men  whofe  Bowels  move 
And  melt  with  Sympathy  and  Love  ; 
From  Cbriji  the  Lord  they  mall  obtain 
Like  S)  nipathy  and  Love  again.] 

[  6  Bieft  are  the  Pure,  whofe  Hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  Powers  of  Sin  ; 
With  endlefs  Pleafure  they  (hall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotiefs  Purity] 

•ft  are  the  Men  of  peaceful  Life, 
> quench  the  Coals  of  growing  Strife; 
They  ihail  be  caird  the  Heirs  of  Blifs, 
'The  Sons  of  God,  the  God  of  Peace.] 

[  8  BleR.  are  the  Suff  Vers  who  partake 
Of  Pain  and  Shame  for  Jefus*  fake, 
Their  Souls  fhall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Giory  and  Joy  are  their  reward.] 

CJ1J.  Not  afhamed  ef  the  Go/pel,  2  Tim.  i.   ir, 
i     I'M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
JL   Or  to  defend  his  Caufe, 
Maintain  the  Honour  of  his  Word, 
The  Glory  of  his  Crofs. 

2  Jefus,  my  God  ;  I  know  his  Name, 

His  Name  is  all  my  Truft ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  Soul  to  Shame, 
Nor  let  my  Hone  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  Throne  his  Promife  ftands, 

And  he  cat  well  kcure 

What 


B.i.  spiral  zones.  71 

What  I've  committed  to  his  Hands,, 
Till  the  decifive  Hour. 
4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  Name 

Before  his  Father's  Face, 
'  And  in  the  New  Jerufalem 

Appoint  my  Soul  a  Place. 
CIV.  A  State  of  Nature  and  Grace,  i    Cor.    vi, 

io,  II. 
j    y^-r  OT  the  Malicious  or  Profane, 
j^    The  Wanton  or  the  Proud, 
Nor  Thieves,  nor  Sland'rers  mail  obtain 
The  Kingdom  of  out  God. 
2  Sufprifing  Grace !  And  fuch  were  we 
By  Nature  and  by  Sin, 
Heirs  of  immortal  Jvf  ifery, 
Unholy  and  unclean. 
*  But  we  are  waQi'd  in  Jefus'  Blood, 
We're  pardon'd  thro'  his  Name  ; 
Ahd  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  fanftify'd  our  Frame. 
4  O  for  a  perfevering  Power 

To  keep  thy  juft  Commands ! 
V're  would  defile  our  Hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  Hands. 
CV.  Heaven  inwfible  and  holy,  I  Cor.  ii.  9,  If 
Rev.  xxl.  tj. 

1  IVJOR  Eye  has  feen,  nor  Ear   has  bean 
±S    Nor  Senfe  nor  Reafon  known, 
What  Joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 

For  thofe  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveal?  a  Heav'n  to  come  ; 


'/2  HTMNS   and  y> 

The  Beams  of  Glory  in  his  Word. 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  Joys  above  the  Skv 
And  all  the  Region  Peace  Sk/' 
No  wanton  Lips  nor  envious  Eye 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  Blifs. 

4  Thofe  holy  Gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  Sin,  and  Shame; 
None  ftaU  obtain  Admittance  there 
But  FolIVers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  Book  of  Life 

Tnere  aH  their  Names  are  ;0Uni' 
The  Hypocrite  m  vain  mail  drive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  Ground. 
CVI.  Dead  $  Sin  by  ,*  Cro/s  of  Q^   ^ 

vi-    **   2,  6. 

1  QHDArjLweg°ontofin, 

OrTm,  YaU,fe  thy  Grace  abou«d»> 
Ur  c[aciJy  the  Lord  again, 

And  open  all  his  Wounds  ? 

2  Fo^id  ^.mighty  God; 

^orletite'erbefaid, 

That  we  whofe  Sins  are  crucify'd, 

Should  raife  them  from  the  Dead, 
3.  We  will  be  Slaves  no  more, 

FT,,  ?35  °^  has  made  u*  free, 
Has  nail  d  our  Tyrants  to  his  Crofs 

And  bought  our  Li^rty, 

evil 


B.I.  Spiritual  SO  NGS.  73 

CVII.  The  Fall  and  Recovery  of  Man'.  Or,Chrid 

WSatan  at$nmity,  Gen.  iii.  I, 15,17   GdX' 
iv.  4.  Col.  ii.  15. 
,   y^ECEIVD  by  fubtii  Snares  of  Hell, 

JL/   Mam  oar  He&d,  our  Father  fell, 

When  Satan  in  the  Serpent  hid, 

Propos'd  the  Fruit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  Threading;  Death  began 
To  take  Pofleffion  of  the  Man ; 

His  unborn  Race  receiv'd  the  Wound, 
And  heavy  Curfes  fmote  the  Ground. 

3  "But  Satan  found  a  worfe  Reward  ; 
Thus  faith  the  Vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
Let  ever  lafling  Hatred  be 

Betwixt  the  Woman 's  Seed  and  Thee., 

4  The  Woman's  Seedjhall  he  my  Son, 
He  Jhall  dejlroy  what  thou  hajl  doney 
Shall  break  thy  Head,  and  only  feel 
Thy  Malice  raging  at  his  Heel. 

I  5  He  fpake;  and  bid  four  Thoufand  Years 
;  Roll  on ;  at  length  his  Son  appears : 
Angels  with  Joy  defcend  to  Earth, 
And  fing  the  young  Redeemer's  Birth, 
6  Lo,  by  the  Sons  of  Hell  he  dies ; 
But  as  he  hung  'twixt  Earth  and  Skies, 
He  gave  their  Piince  a  fatal  Blow, 
And  triumphal  o'er  the  Pow'rs  below.] 
CVIII.  Chrift  unfeen  and  beloved,   1  Pet.  i.  S 
I   "^TOT  with  our  mortal  Eyes 

JL^N    Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  Name, 
And  love  him  in  his  Word, 


On 


7*  H  TAINS    and  B,   J 

2  On  Earth  we  want  the  Sight 
Of" our  Redeemer's  Face, 

Yet  Lord  our  inmoft  Thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  Grace. 

3  And  when  we  tafte  thy  Love, 
Our  Joys  divinely  grow, 

Unfpeakable  like  thofe  above, 
And  Heav'n  begins  below. 

CJX.  The  Value  of  Chrift,  ana1  bis  Right  eoufne/s, 
Phil.  iii.  7,  8,  9. 

1  N^  more'  my  God' r  boa{*  no  more 

-*>™    Of  all  the  Duties  T  have  done  ; 
I  quit  the  Hopes  I  held  before 
To  trull  the  Merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  Love  I  bear  his  Name, 
What  was  my  Gain  I  count  my  Lofs ; 
My  former  Pride  I  call  my  Shame, 
And  nail  my  Glory  to  his  Crofs. 

3  Yes,  and  I  mull  and  will  efteem 
All  Things  but  lofs  for  Jefui"  fake  : 
O  may  my  Soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  Righteoufnefs  partake  ! 

4  The  beft  Obedience  of  my  Hands 
Dares,  not  appear  before  thy  Throne, 
But  Fairh  can  anfvver  thy  Demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

CX.  Death  and  immediate  Glory,  2   Cor.  v,   1 

$ 8, 

1    TP  HE  RE  is  a  Houfe  not  made  withHands 
JL       Eternal  and  on  high, 
Ana  here  my  Spirit  waiting  (lends 

Till  God  (hall  bid  it  %.  z  Shortly 


B.  I.  Spiritual    SONGS.  7> 

2  Shortly  this  Prifon  of  my  Clay 

Muft  be  diffolv'd  and  Tall  ; 
Then,  O  my  Soul,  with  Joy  obey 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  Call, 

3  'Tis  He  by  his  Almighty  Grace^ 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  Heav'n, 
And  as  an  Earneft  of  the  Place 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  Faith  of  Joys  to  come, 

Faith  lives  upon  his  Word ; 
But  while  the  Body  is  our  Home 
We're  abfent  from  the  Lord, 
c  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  Grace, 
But  we  had  rather  fee; 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  Flefli, 
And  prefent,  Lord  with  Thee. 
CXI.  Salvation  by  Grace,  Titus  iii.  3—  7. 
[iT    ORD,  we  confefs  our  num'rous  Faa'ts, 
±_j  How  great  our  GuiLt  has  been ! 
Foolifh  and  vain  were  all  our  Thoughts, 
And  all  our  Lives  were  Sin. 
2  But,  O  my  Soul,  for  ever  praife, 

For  ever  love  his  Name, 
_  Who  turns  thy  Feet  from  dang'rous  Wayt, 

Of  Folly,  Sin,  and  Shame.] 
[j'Tis  not  by  Works  of  Righteoufnefs 
Which  our  own  Hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  fav'd  by  SovVeign  Grace, 
Abounding  thro'  his  Son.]  I 
4  ,rfis  from  the  Mercy  of  our  God 
That  all  our  Hopes  begin  ; 

Tis 


?6  MTMNS  and  B 

Tis  by  the  Water  and  the  Blood 
Our  Souls  are  wafh'd  from  Sin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  Purchafe  of  his  Deatji, 

Who  hung  upon  the  Tree, 
The  Spirit  is  fent  down  to  breathe 
On  fuch  dry  Bones  as  we, 

6  Rais'd  from  the  Dead  we  live  anew; 

And  juftify'd  by  Grace, 
We  (hall  appear  in  Glory  too, 
And  fee  our  Father's  Face. 
CXII.  TbeBrazenSirpent;  Or,  Looking  to  Jefug, 
3  John,  ver.   r^-.  »6. 

1  QO  did  the  Hebrew  Prophet  raife 
O  The  brazen  Serpent  high  ; 
The  Wounded  felt  immediate  Eafe, 

The  Camp  forbore  to  die. 

2  Look  upnvard  in  the  dyirg  How, 

And  live,  the  Prophet  crie* ; 

But  Chrijt  performs  a  nobler  Cure, 

When  Faith  lifts  up  her  Eyes. 

3  High  on  the  Crofs  the  Saviour  hang. 

High  on  the  Heav'ns  he  reigns 
Here  Sinners  by  th'  old  Serpent  flung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  Pains. 
4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  World  revives ; 
The  Jew  beholds  rbe  g:orious  Hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 
CXIII.  Abraham's  Bletfmgso.  the  Gentiles,  Gen, 

xvji.  i.  Rom    xv.  Z  Markx.    14. 
l   T  TOW  large  the  Promife .'  how  Divine, 
171  To  Abr'tm  and  his  Seed  I 

til 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  77 

Til  he  a  God  to  Thee  and  Thine, 
Supplying  all  their  Need. 

2  The  Words  of  his  extenfive  Love 

From  Age  to  Age  endure  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  Cov'nant  provei, 
And  feals  the  Bleffing  fure. 

3  Jefus  the  ancient  Faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  Fathers  glv'n  ; 
He  takes  young  Children  to  his  Armi, 
And  calls  them  Heirs  of  Heav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  Ways  ! 

His  Love  endures  the  fame  ; 
Nor  from  the  Promife  of  his  Grace 
Blots  out  the  Children's  Name. 
CXIV.    The  fame,    Rom.    xi.    16,    17. 

1  fZENTlLBS  by  Nature  we  belong 
^  To  the  Wild  Olive  Wood  ; 
Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  Tree, 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 

2  With  the  fame  Bleffings  Grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew,' 

If  pure  and  holy  be  the  Root, 

Such  are  the  Branches  too. 

3  Then  let  the  Children  of  the  Saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God  ; 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  walh  them  in  thy  Blood. 
£  Thus  to  the  Parents  and  their  Seed 
Shall  thy  Salvation  come, 
And  num'rous  Houmolds  meet  at  laft 
jfn  one  eternal  Horn?. 

CXV. 


7*  HTMNS  and  B. 

CXV.  Convifliov  of  Sin  by  the  Law,  Rom.  vi 
8,  9,  14,  24. 

1  1-      ORD,  howfecuremy    Confidence  wai 
L^   And  felt  no  inward  Dread  ! 

I  was  alive  without  the  Law, 

And  thought  my  Sins  were  dead. 

2  My  Hopes  of  Heav'n  were  firm  and  bright 

But  fince  the  Precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  Pow'r  and  Light, 
I  find  how  vile  lam. 
[  3  My  Guilt  appear'd  but  fmall  before, 
Till  terribfy  I  faw 
How  Perfeft,  Holy,  Juft  and  Pare, 
Was  thine  eternal  Law. 

4  Then  felt  my  Soul  the  heavy  Load, 

My  Sins  rcviv'd  again, 
I  had  provckM  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  Hopes  were  flain. 

5  I'm  like  a  helplefs  Captive  fold, 

Under  the  Fow'r  of  Sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  Grod  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  Confcience  dean . 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  Breath 

For  fome  kind  Pow'r  to  fave, 
To  break  the  Yoke  of  Sin  and  Death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  Slave. 
CXVI.   Lo<ve  to  God  and our  Neighbour ,  Matth. 

xxii.  37-40. 
I  T^  HUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  Command,! 
X      "  Let  all  thy  inward  Pow.'rs  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
<f  Wirh  utmoft  Vigour  and  Delight. 

z    ;  Then 


]-fe]  T.  Spiritual  SONGS.  79 

«  Then  {hall  thy  Neighbour  next  in  Place 
«  Share  thine  Affedions  and  Efteem, 

n    «  And  let  thy  Kindnefs  to  thy  ielf 
"  Meafure  and  rule  thy  Love  to  him.1' 
This  is  the  Senfe  that  Mo/es  fpoke, 
This  did  the  Prophets  preach  and  prove; 

H    For  want  of  this  the  Law  is  broke, 
And  the  whole  Law's  fulfcTd  by  Love, 
But  O  '  how  bafe  our  Paffions  are ! 
How  cold  our  Charity  and  Zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  Souls  with  heav'nly  Fire, 
Or  we  (hall  ne'er  perform  thy  Will. 
CXVII.    Elefiion  Sovereign   and  Free,    Rom, 

IX,    21,    22,    23,    24, 

EHOLD  the  Potter  and  the  Clay, 
,   KeformshisVeiTelsashepleafe: 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  We  ; 
The  Subjeasof  his  high  Decrees. 

2  Doth  not  the  Workman's  Pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  Mats  j  which  Part  to  chooie, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  End, 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  Ufe  ?] 

3  May  not  the  Sov'reign  Lord  on  high 
Difpenfe  his  Favours  as  he  will ; 
Chooie  tome  to  Life  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  ftill? 

[4  What  if  to  make  his  Terror  known, 
He  lets  his  Patience  long  endure, 
Suffering  vile  Rebels  to  go  on, 
And  feal  their  own  Deftru&ion  fure  ? 

r  What  if  he  means  to  (how  his  Grace, 
And  his  ek&ing  Love.employs 


m 


8o  HTMNS   and  B.  I. 

To  mark  out  fomc  of  mortal  Race, 
And  form  them  fit  for  heavenly  Joys  ?] 

f  Shall  Man  reply  againft  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  Ways  unjuft, 
The  Thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  Word 
Can  crufh  a  thoufand  Worlds  to  Duft  ? 

7  But,  Omy  Soul,  if  Truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  Sight, 
Yet  Hill  his  written  Will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decifive  Day. 

t  Then  mall  he  make  his  Juftice  known, 
And  the  whole  World  before  his  Throne 
With  Joy,  or  Terror,  mall  confefs 
The  Glory  of  his  Righteoufnefs. 

CXVIII.  Mofes  and  Chrift:  Or,  Sins  againft 
the  La<w  and  Go/pel,  John  i.  17.  Heb.  iii. 
3,   5,  6,  andx.  28,   29. 

1  HpHE  Law  by  Mofes  came, 

JL    But  Peace,  and  Truth,  and  Love, 
Were  brought  by  Cbrifi  (a  nobler  Name) 
Defcending  from  above. 

2  Amidft  the  HoufeofGod 

Their  diff'reat  Works  were  done;  . 
Mofes  a  faithful  Servant  flood, 
But  Ckriji  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  Commands 

Be  ftricl  Obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  Koufe  heftandj 
The  Sovereign  and  the  Head. 

4  The  Man  that  durft  defpife 

The  Law  that  Mofes  brought ; 

Behold ! 


8.  I.  Spiritual  SO  tfGS.  il 

Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 

For  his  prefunnpcuous  Fau't^ 
r  But  forer  Vengeance  rails 

On  that  rebellious  Race* 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls, 

And  dare  refift  his  Grace. 
CXIX.  The  different  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel,  i.  Cor. 
i.  23,  24.  *Cor    ii.  16.  1  Cor.  iii.  6,  ?. 
fHRlST  and  his  Crofs  is  all  our  Theme  3 
U  The  Myft'ries  that  we  fpeak 
Are  Scandal  in  the  Jiw;  Efteem, 

And  Folly  to  the  Greek. 
But  Souls  enlighten'd  from  above 

With  Joy  receive  the  Word  ; 
They  fee  what  Wifdom,  Pow'r,  and  Love, 

Shines  in  their  dying  Lord. 
The  Vital  Savour  of  his  Name 

Reftores  their  fainting  Breath  ; 
But  Unbelief  perverts  the  fame 

To  Guilt,  Defpair,  and  Death. 
Till  God  diffufe  his  Graces  down, 

Like  Show'rs  of  heav'nly  Rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  fows  the  Ground, 

A  nd  Paul  m  ay  plant  in  vai  n . 

CXX.  Faith  of? kings  unfeen,  Heb  xi.  I,  3,  fc,  10. 

I^AITH  is  the  brighteft  Evidence 
}    Of  Things  beyond  our  Sight, 
Breaks  thro'  the  Clouds  of  Flefh  and  Senfe, 

And  dwells  in  heav'nly  Light. 

It  fets  Time  pail  in  prefent  View, 

Brings  diftant  Profpeds  hante, 


$2  HTMN  S    and  B    L 

Of  Things  a  thoufand  Years  ago, 
Or  thoufand  Years  to  come. 

3  By  Faith  we  know  the  Worlcbwere  made, 

By  God's  Almighty  W*rd  ; 
Jbram  to  unknown  Countries  led, 
By  Faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  fought  a  City  fair  and  high, 

Built  by  th'  eternal  Hands ; 
And  Faith  aflures  us  tho1  we  die, 
That  heav'nly  Building  {lands.  • 

CXXI.  Children  devoted  to  God,  Gen  xvii.  7,10. 
.A&s  xvi.  14,  15,  33. 

(Fsr  thofe  who  praftije   Infant-Baptifm.) 

1  HpHUS  faith  the  Mercy  of  the  Lord, 

A     77/  be  a  God  to  thee ; 
Tllblefs  thy  nutnrous  Race,  and  they 
Shall  be  a  Seed  for  me. 

2  Abra"m  believ'd  the  promis'd  Grace, 

And  gave  his  Sons  to  God ; 
But  Water  feals  the  Bleffing  now, 
That  once  were  feal'd  with  Blood, 

3  Thus  Lydia  fan&ifyM  her  Houfe, 

When  me  receiv'd  the  Word  :• 
Thus  the  believing  Jaylor  gaue 
His  Houihold  to  the  Lord. 

4  Thus  later  Saints,  eternal  King, 

Thine  ancient  Truth  embrace; 
To  thee  their  Infant  Offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  daim  thy  Grace. 

CXXII, 


i.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  83 

CXXlI  Believers  buried  <wttb  Chrift  in  Baptifm, 

Rom.  vi.   3,4,  &c. 
1    Y"YO  we  not  know  that  folemn  Word, 

I'j  That  we  are  bury'd  with   the  Lord  5 

BaptizM  into  his  Death,  and  then 

Put  offthe  Body  of  our  Sin  ? 
%  Our  Souls  receive  diviner  Breath, 

RauM  from  Corruption,  Guilt  and  Death: 

So  from  the  Grave  did  thrift  arife9 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  Skies. 
3  No  more  let  Sin  or  Satan  reign 

Over  out  mortal  FJefh  again  ; 

The  various  Lufts  we  fer/v'4  before, 

Shall  have  Dominion  now  no  move. 
CXXIII.  The  Repenting    Prodigal,  Luke  XV* 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  Wretch  whofe  Lull  and  Wing 
J3  Had  wafted  his  Eitate, 

He  begs  a  Share  amorigft  the  Swire, 
To  tafie  the  Hufks  they  eat. 

2  /  die  with  Hunger  here,  he  cries. 

If  ewe  in  foreign  Lands  ; 
My  Father's  Hcufe  has  large  Supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  bis  Hands. 

3  Til  go  and  with  a  mournful  tongue 

Fall  doivn  before  his  Face  ; 
Father,  f<ve  done  thv  Jufiice  <drong,' 
Nor  can  defevue  thy  Grace.-, 

4  He  laid,  andhaftned  to  his  Heme, 

To  fcek  his  Father's  Love  ; 
The  Father  faw  the  Rebel  com?, 
A%'d  a3 !  h«  Bcve;  s  move . 

9*  5-  Hi 


8+  HTMNSanJ  B# 

5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  Neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kifs'd  his  Son  ; 
The  Rebel's  Heart  with  Sorrow  brake  I ] 

For  Fcliies  he  had  done. 

6  Take  off  bis  Clothes  of  Shame  aud  Sin, 

(The  Father  gives  Command) 

&•  lmJn  Garments  ™*>ite  and  clean, 

With  Rings  adorn  his  Hand. 
7  A  Day  of  Feaflingl ordain, 

Let  Mirth  and Joy  abound; 
My  Son  was  dead,  and  lives  again. 
•      Was  loft  and  now  is  found. 

CXXW.ne  Fir/I  a„d Second  Adam,  Rom  v.] 

Dl2»  &c- 
EEP  in  the  jDuil  before  thy  Throne, 

Great  God  we  own  th'  unhappy  Name 

Whence  fprung  our  Nature  and  our  Shame,  * 

2  Adam  the  Sinner:     At  his  Fall 
Deathlike  a  ConquVor  feiz'd  us  all  x 
A  Thousand  new  born  Babes  are  dead. 
£y  ratal  Union  to  their  Head. 

3  But  while  our  Spirits  fill'd  with  Awq 
Behold  the  Terrors  of  the  Law  ; 
We  fing  the  Honours  of  thy  Grace 
1  hat  fent  to  fave  our  ruin'd  Race  '    ' 

4  W«  fing  thine  everlafting  Son, 
Who  jom'd  our  Nature  to  hfs  own : 
Adam  the  Second  from  the  Dull      * 
Raiies  the  Ruj,-,    of  che  Firih 

[5   Byth*  Rebellion  of  one  Man 
Thro'  all  his  Scvd  the  Mifchiefrr.n  ; 


I.  Spiritnal  SONGS.  85 

And  by  one  Man's  Obedience  now 
Arc  all  his  Seed  made  righteous  too. 
Where  Sin  did  r«ign  and  Death  abound  ; 
There  have  the  Sons  of  Adam  found. 
Abounding  Life;  there  glorious  Grace 
Reigns  thro'  the  Lord  our  Righteoufnefs. 

:XX  V.  Chrifl'/  CompaJJion  to  the  Weak  andTemp- 
ted,  Heb.  iv.  15,  16,  and  v.  7.  Matth.xii.  20. 
^KflTH  Joy  we  meditate  the  Grace 
VV      Of  our  High-Prieft  above, 
His  Heart  is  made  of  of  Tendernefs, 

His  Bowels  melt  with  Love. 
Touch'd  with  a  Sympathy  within 

He  knows  our  feeble  Frame ; 
He  knows  what  fore  Temptations  mean, 

For  he  Has  felt  the  fame. 
\  But  fpotlefs,  innocent  and  pure 

The  great  Redeemer  flood, 
While  Satan  %  fiery  Darts  he  bore, 

And  did  refift  to  Blood. 
He  in  the  Days  of  feeble  Flelh 

Pour'd  out  his  Cries  and  Tears, 
And  in  his  Meafure  feels  afrefh 

What  ey'ry  Member  bears.. 
'5   He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  Flax, 

But  raife  it  to  a  Flame ; 
The  bruifed  Reed  he  never  breaks, 

Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  Name.] 
Then  let  our  humble  Faith  addrefa 

His  M^rcy  and  his  Pow'r, 
We  {hall  obtain  deliv'ring  Grace 

Jn  ?he  diftreffing  Hour.  CXXVI. 


2&  HTMNS    and  B.  I. 

.CXXVI.  Charity    and  Uncharitablenefs,  Rom, 
xiv.    17,  19    1  Cor.  x.   32. 

2  ^f')Tciiff,rent  Food  or  difrent  Drefs, 
JL^l  Compofc  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lords 
But  Peace  and  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs,  ! 

Faith  and  Obedience  to  hs  Word. 

2  When  weaker  Ohriitiar-  we  defpife, 
We  do  the  Gofpel  mighty  Wrong  ; 
For  God  "the  Gracious  and  the  Wife 
Receives  the  Feeble  with  the  Strong. 

3  Let  Pride  and  Y/rath  be  banifh'd  hence, 
Meeknefs  and  Love  our  Souls  purfue ; 
Nor  (hall  our  Practice  give  Offence 
To  Saints,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew. 

CXXVfl.    Chrift'/  Invitation   to    Sinners:  Qi9 
Humility  and  Pride;  Matt.  xi.    21    -39. 

I"/^OME  hither  all  ye  weary  Souls, 
\jl  w '  Ye  heavy  laden  Sinners  corns, 
"   fl\  give  you  Reft  from  ajl  your  "Toils, 
*  And  raife  you  to  my  heav'nly  Home. 

2  "  They  mail  find  Reft  that  learn  of  me; 
**■  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  Mind  ; 

"  But  Paifion  rages  like  the  Sea, 
"  And  Pride  is  reftlefs  as  the  Wjnd. 

3  «  Blefs'd  is  the  Man  whole  Shoulders  take 
"  My  Yoke,  and  bear  it  with  Delight; 

"  My  Yoke  is   ?afy  to  his  Neck, 

"  My  Grace  mall  make  the  Burden  light. 

4  fejus,  we  come  at  thy  Command, 

With  Faith  and  tjope,  and  humble  Zeal, 
Refign  our  Spirits  to  thy  Hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  Will. 

CXXVIII. 


B.I.  Spiritual  SO  KG  S.  Z7 

CXXVIH.    The  Jpope's   Commifton :  Or,  The 
G  of  pel  attefied  by  M;V«c/«;,Markxvi.  15,  &C. 
Matt,  xxviii.   18,  &c. 
1   r^O  preach  my  Gofpel,  faith  the  Lord-, 
lr«  Bid  the  wholeEarth  my  Grace  receive : 
«  He  (hall  be  fav'd  that  trufts  my  Word, 
«  He  (hall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 
f2"  I'll  make  your  great  Commiflion  know«> 
"  And  ye  {hall  prove  my  Gofpel  true, 
««  By  all  ths  Works  that  I  have  done, 
«  By  ail  the  Wonders  ye  (hall  do. 
3  "  Go  heal  the  Sick,  go  raife  the  Dead, 
"  Go  caft  out  Devils  in  my  Name  ; 
<«  Nor  let  my  Prophets  be  afraid, 
"Tho'Gm?/b  reproach,  Mid  Jews  blafpheme  J 
a  "  Teach  all  the  Nations  my  Commands, 
•«  I'm  with  you  till  the  World  (hall  end ; 
««  All  Pow'r  is  trailed  in  my  Hands, 
«  I  can  deftroy,  and  I  defend. 
c  Hefpakey  and  Light  fbone  round  bis  Head, 
On  a  bright  Cloud  to  Heav'n  ke  rode  : 
They  to  tkefartheft  Nations  fpread 
The  Grace  of  their  afcended  God. 
CXXIX.  Suhmifffon  and  Deliverance  l  Or,  Abra- 
ham offering  his  Son,  Gen.  xxii.  6.  &C 

1  C  AINTS,  at  your  Father's  heav'nly  Wo?d, 
^  Give  up  your  Comforts  to  the  Lord; 
He  {hall  reftore  what  you  refign, 

Or  grant  you  Bleflings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abraham  with  obedient  Hand 

Led  forth  hi?  Son  at  God's  Command  j 

F  x  ^r 


8*  HTMNS  and  B.  I, 

The  Wood,  the  Fire,  the  Knife  he  took, 
His  Arm  prepared  the  dreadful  Stroke. 

3  4br  am  forbear,  the  Angel  cry'd, 
Thy  Faith  is  known,  thy  Love  ii  trfdx 
Thy  Son  /hall  live,  and  in  thy  Seed 
Shall  the  <who/e  Earth  be  blefs'd  indeed. 

4  Tuft  in  the  laft  diftrefling  Hour 
The  Lord  difplays  delivering  Pow'rs,; 
The  Mount  of  Danger  is  the  Place, 
Where  we  (hall  fee  furprizing  Grace. 

CXXX.    Love  and  Hatred,    Phil.  ii.  2.  Epk. 
iv.  30,  &c. 

1  "VTO  W  by  the  Bowels  of  my  God, 

-J-^i  His  (harp  Diftrefc,  his  fore  Complaints, 
By  hls  laft  Groans,  his  dying  Blood, 
I  charge  my  Soul  to  love  the  Saints. 

2  Clamour  and  Wrath  and  War  begone 
Envy  and  Spite  for  ever  ceafe, 

Let  bitter  Words  no  more  be  known 
Amongft  the  Saints,  the  Sons  of  Peace. 

3  The  Spirit  like  a  peaceful  Dove 

Flies  from  the  Realms  of  Noife  and  Strife  . 
Why  mould  we  vex  and  grieve  his  Love, 
Who  feals  our  Soul*  to  heav'nly  Life  ? 
4.  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  Thoughts, 
Thro'  ail  our  Lives  let  Mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  Faults 
For  the  dear  Sake  of  Chrifi  his  Son. 

CXXXL    The  Pbari/ee    and  Publican,  Luke 
xviii.   10,  &c. 


*  T£Et*OLD  hovv  Signers  difagree, 
■W  The  publican  and  Pfcarifet  I 


Qm 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  89 

One  doth  his  Righteoufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  Guilt  and  Shame. 

?  This  Man  at  humble  Diftance  Hands, 
And  cries  for  Grace  with  lifted  Hands  ; 
That  boldly  rifes  near  the  Throne, 
And  talks  of  Duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  Language  knows, 
And  difPrent  Anfwers  he  beftows  ; 
The  humble  Soul  with  Grace  he  crowns, 
Whilft  on  the  Proud  his  Anger  frowns. 

4.  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pbarifee ; 
I  have  no  Merits  of  my  own, 
But  plead  the  Suff'rings  ot  thy  Son. 

6XXXII.  Holinefs  and  Grace y  Tit.  ii.  10—  1 3* 
1    OO  let  our  Lips  and  Lives  exprefs 
J  The  Holy  Gofpel  we  profefs, 
So  let  our  Works  and  Virtue  fhine. 
To  prove  the  Doarineall  Divine. 

3  Thus  mail  we  beft  proclaim  abroacj 
The  Honour  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  Salvation  reigns  within, 
And  Grace  fubdues  the  Pow'r  of  Sin, 

g  Our  Flefli  and  Senfe  mult  be  deny  % 
Paffion  and  Envy,  Lull  and  Pride  ; 
While  Juftice,  Temperance,  Truth  andLove^ 
©ur  inward  Piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  Spirits  up, 
While  we  expeft  that  blefled  Hope, 
The  bright  Appearance  of  the  Lord, 
$nd  faith  ftaads  leaning  on  his  Word. 

CXXXJIL 


90  HTMNS  and  B.  I.. 

CXXXIIL     love  and  Charity,    I  Cor.  xiii. 

*?4?i  13- 

1  T    ET  Pharafeee  of  high  Efteem 
jLJ  Their  Faith  and  Zeal  declare, 
All  their  Religion  is  a  Dream, 

If  Love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  fuffers  long  with  patient  Eye, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  hafte, 
She  lets  the  prefent  Injury  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  paft. 
[3  Malice  and  Rage,  thofe  Fires  of  Hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  Tongue  ; 
Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  III, 
Tho'  ihe  endure  the  Wrong.] 
[4  She. not  deiires  nor  feeks  to  know 
The  Scandals  of  the  Time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  Pride  on  thofe  below. 
Nor  envies  thofe  that  climb.] 

5  She  lays  her  own  Advantage  by 

To  feek  her  Neighbour's  Good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  £,ives  with  Blood. 

6  Love  is  th«  Grace  that  keeps  her  PowV, 

In  a))  the  Realms  above  ; 
There  Faith  and  Hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  Saints  for  ever  love. 
CXXXIV.  Religion  vain  without  Love,  1  Cor. 

xiii.   1,  2,  3. 
1    TT  AD  I  theTongues  of  Greeks  and  Jerwst 
J  \  And  nobler  Speech  than  Angels  uie, 
If  Love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Zfike  tinkling  Brafs,  an  empty  Sound. 

2  Were 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  91 

2  Were  I  infpir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  Heav'n  and  Hell, 
Or  could  my  Faith  tlie  World  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  Love. 

3  Should  I  diftribute  all  my  Store 
To  feed  the  Bowels  of  the  Poor, 
Or  give  my  Body  to  the  Flame 

To  gain  a  Marty 'rs  glorious  Name  : 

4  If  Love  to  Gpd  and  Love  to  Men 
Be  abfent,  all  my  Hopes  are  vain; 

Nor  Tongues,'  nor  Gifts,  nor  fiery  Zeal, 
The  Work  of  Love  can  e'er  fulfil. 
CXXJCy.  The  Love  */Chrift  Jhed abroad  in 

the  Heart,  Eph.  iii.  16,  &c. 
y   /^iOME,  deareft  Lord,defcend  anddwell? 
\_j  By  Faith  and  Love  in  ev'ry  Breaft  ; 
Then  mail  we  know,  and  tafte  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  expreft . 
%  Come  fill  our  Hearts  with  inward  Strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  Souls  poiTefs, 
£nd  learn  theHeight,  andBreadth,andLength 
Of  thine  unmeafurable  Grace. 
3  Now  to  the  God  whofe  Power  can  do 
More  than  our  Thoughts  or  WWhcs  know. 
Be  everlafting  Honours  done 
By  all  the  ChuxCh,  thro'  CbrUi  his  Son. 
CXXXV.  Sircerity  andUypocrify:  Or, formality 
inWorfhip^  John  iv.  24.  Pfa!   cxxxix.  23,  24. 
1   f^OD  is  a  Spirit,  Juftand  Wife, 
V~tf   He  fees  our  inmoft  Mind  } 
Jn  vain  to  Heav'n  we  raife  our  Cries, 
And  leave  our  §ou!3  behind. 

Nothing 


>2  HTMNS   and  B.I 

z  Nothing  but  Truth  before  his  Throne, 
With  Honour  can  ippear, 
The  painted  Hypocrites  are  known, 
Thro'  the  Difguife  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  Eyes  falute  the  Skies, 

Their  bending  Knees  the  Ground  j 
But  God  abhors  the  Sacrifice 
Where  not  the  Heart  i«  found. 

4  Lord ,  fearch  my  Thoughts,  and  try  my  Way s  > 

And  make  my  Soul  fincere  ; 
Then  mail  I  ftand  before  thy  Face, 
And  find  Acceptance  there. 
CXXXVII.    Salvation  by  Grace  in  Chrift.   % 

NTim.  i.  9,  10. 
OW  to  the  Pow'r  of  God  fupreme 
Be  everlaiting  Honours  giv'n, 
He  faves  from  Hell  (we  blefs  his  Name) 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  Feet  to  Heav'n. 

2  Not  for  our  Duties  or  Deferts, 
But  of  his  own  abounding  Grace, 
He  works  Salvation  in  our  Hearts, 
And  forms  a  People  for  his  Praife. 

3  'Twas  his  own  Purpofe  that  begun 
To  refcue  Rebels  doom'd  to  die  : 
He  gave  us  Grace  in  Chrift  his  Son 
Before  he  fpread  the  ftarry  Sky. 

4  7C/US>  ^  Lord  appears  at  laft, 

And  makes  his  Father's  Counfels  known  ; 
Declares  the  great  Tranfa&ions  part, 
And  brings  immortal  Bleffings  down. 

5  He  dies ;  and  in  that  dreadful  Night 
Did  ail  the  Pow'rs  of  Hell  deftroy  ; 

Riling 


F' 


B.I.  Spiritual  SO  NGS.  93 

Rifing  he  brought  our  Heav'n  to  Light, 
And  took  Pofleffion  of  the  Joy. 

CXXXVIII.    Samts    in    the  Hand  of  Ckrifl 
John  x.  28,  29. 
kIRM  as  the  Earth  thy  Gofpel  Hands, 
My  Lord,  my  Hope,  my  Trull; 
If  I  am  found  in  J  ejus''  Hands, 
My  Soui  can  ne'er  be  loft. 

2  His  Honour  is  engag'd  to  fave 
The  meaner^  ofhis  Sheep, 

All  that  his  heav'nly  Father  gave 
His  Hands  fecurely  keep. 

3  Nor  Death,  nor  Hell  fhall  e'er  remove 
His  Fav'rites  from  his  Bieaft  ; 

In  the  dear  Bofom  of  his  Love 
They  mu ft  for  ever  reft. 

CXXXIX.  H§pe  in  the  Covenant :  Or,   GodV 
P rami fet3 'Truth unchangeable  > Heb.  vi.  1 7—1  oa 

3  T~Jow  oft  have  Sin  and  Satan  ftrove 
A  X  To  rend  my  Soul  from  thee,  my  God  ? 
Bat  everlafting  is  thy  Love, 
And  Jefus  feals  it  with  his  Blood. 

a  The  Oath  and  Promife  of  the  Lord, 
Join  to  confirm  the  wond'rous  Grace  ; 
Eternal  Pow'r  performs  the  Word, 
And  fills  all  Heav'n  wirh  endlefs  Praife. 

3  Amidlt  Temptations  fharp  and  long 
My  Sou!  to  this  dear  Refuge  flies ; 
Hope  is  my  Anchor,  firm  and  ftrong. 
While  Tempefls  blow,  and  Billows^rife, 

4  The  Gofpel  bears  my  Spirits  up; 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God  £af 


#  HTM  ft$  end 

Lays  the  Foundation  for  my  Hope, 
In  Oaths,  and  Promifes,  and  BJood. 
CXL.  A  Living  and  a  Dead  Faith,    collided 
from  federal  Scriptures. 

*  fUf  Waken  Souls !  that  dream  of  Heav'n^ 
J.VA  And  majce  their  empty  Boaft 

Of  inward  Joys,  and  Sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  Slaves  to  Luft. 
2  Vain  are  our  Fancies,  airy  Flights, 
If  Faith  be  cold  and  dead, 
None  but  a  living  Pow'r  unites 
To  Cbrijh  the  living  Head. 
$  Tis  Faith  that  changes  all  the  Heart, 
gk  Faith  that  works  by  Love ; 
T&ic  bids  all  finful  Joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  Thoughts  above. 
4  *Tis  Faith  that  conquers  Earth  and  Helly 
By  a  celeftial  Pow'r  ; 
This  is  the  Grace  tjiat  (hall  prevail 
In  the  decifive  Hour. 
[5  Faith  muft  obey  her  Father's  Will, 
As  well  as  truft  his  Grace; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  (till 
For  his  own  Holineft. 

6  When  from  the  Curfe  he  fets  us  ftec 

He  makes  our  Natures  clean, 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
The  Minifter  of  Sin.. 

7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  Frame, , 

And  feals  our  Peace  with  God  ; 
Jefus,  and  his  Salvation  came 
By  W«ervand  by  Blood} 


&.  t.  Spiritual  S  O  N'G  S;  9£ 

CXLI.    The   Humiliation    and   Exaltation  of 

Chrift,  Ma.  liii.  i  -.-  5,  10  --  12. 

1  ITT'HOhasbeliev'dthy  Word, 

VV     Or  that  Salvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  Arm,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 

2  The  Jews  efleem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  Belief: 

Sorrows  his  chief  Acquaintance  were> 
And  his  Companion,  Grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  Eyes  away, 
And  treated  him  with  Scorn ; 

But  'twas  their  Grief  upon  him  lay, 
Their  Sorrows  he  has  born. 

4  'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  Jews, 
And  Gentiles  then  unknown, 

The  God  of  Juftice  pleas'd  to  bruife 
His  beil  beloved  Son. 

5  "  But  i'll  prolong  his  tiays, 

"  And  make  his  Kingdom  ftand ; 
"  My  Pleafure  (faith  the  God  of  Grace) 

"  Shall  profper  in  his  Hand. 
[6«  His  joyful  Seed  (hall  fee- 

"  ThePurchafeofhisPain, 
"  And  by  his  Knowledge  juftify 

•«  The  guilty  Sons  of  Men.] 
[f"  Terithoufand  Captive  Slaves 

"  Rdeas'd  from  Death  and  Sin, 
Shall  c[uit  their  Prifons  and  their  Graves* 

"  And  own  his  Pow'r  Divine.] 
&8U  Heav'n  fhall  advance  my  Son         '  * 

«<  To  Joys  that  Earth  deny\i  ; 


96  HTMNSmnd  B.I. 

«  Who  few  the  Follies  Men  had  done, 
"  And  bore  their  Sins,  and  dy'd.] 

CXLII.  The  fame  t  Ifai,  liii.  6—9,  12, 

1  T   IKE  Sheep  we  went  aftray, 

1  ,  And  broke  the  Fold  of  God, 
Each  wand 'ring  in  a  different  Wayr 
But  all  the  downward  Road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  Hour 
When  God  our  Wand'rings  laid, 

And  did  at  once  his  Vengenace  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  Head  ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  Grace, 
When  Cbrifl  fuftain'd  the  Stroke  ! 

His  Life  and  Blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
_  A  Ranfom  for  the  Flock.. 

4  His  Honour  and  his  Breath 
Were  taken  both  away  ; 

Join'd  with  (he  Wicked  in  his  Death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 

5  But  God  (hall  raife  his  Head 
O'er  all  the  Sons  of  Men  , 

And  make  him  fee  anumVous  Seed 
To  recompence  his  Pain. 

6  ri/jive  him  (faith  the  Lord) 
A  Portion  ivith  the  Strong  ; 

He  ft  all  pojjefs  a  large  Reward, 
And  hold  hi  $  Honours  long. 

CXLIIL  Chanters  of  the  Children  of  Got,  from'  \ 

federal  Scriptures. 
1    QO  ntw  born  Babes  defire  the  BreaU, 
^  T«  feed,  aadgrow,  and  thrive  ; 

So- 


H.  L  Spiritual  SONGS.  97 

So  Saints  with  Joy  the  Gofpel  tafte, 
And  by  the  Gofpel  live, 
[2  With  inward  Guft  their  Heart  approves 
AH  that  the  Word  relates  j 
They  love  the  Men  their  Father  loves, 
And  hate  the  Works  he  hates.] 
[3  Not  all  the  flatfring  Baits  on  Earth 
Can  make  them  Slaves  to  Luft, 
They  can't  forget  their  heav'nly  Birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  Duft. 
4  Not  all  the  Chains  that  Tyrants  ufe 

Shall  bind  their  Souls  to  Vice  : 
.    Faith  like  a  Conqu'ror  can  produce 

A  thoufand  Victories.] 
[5  Grace  like  an  uncorrupted  Seed 
Abides  and  reigns  within  j 
Immortal  Principles  forbid 
The  Sons  of  God  to  fin.] 
[6  Not  by  the  Terrors  of  a  Slave 
Do  they  perform  his  Will, 
But  win  the  nobleft  Powers  they  have 
His  fweet  Commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  Accefs  at  ev'ry  Hour 

To  God  within  the  Vail  ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quick'ning  Pow'r, 
And  Joys  that  never  fail. 

8  O  happy  Soul!  O  glorious  State   - 

Of  over-flowing  Grace  ! 
To  dwell  fo  near  the  Father's  Seat, 
And  fee  his  lovely  Face  f 

9  Lord,  I  addrefs  thy  heav'nly  Thror.e  \ 

Call  me  a  Child  of  thine. 


$S  HTMNS   and  B.  I. 

Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  form  my  Heart  Divine. 
10  There  fted  thy  choiceft  Loves  abroad, 
And  make  my  Comforts  ftrong  ; 
Then  mall  I  fay,  My  Father,  God, 
With  an  unwavering  Tongue. 
CXLIV.  The  Witnejfing  and  Sealing  Spirit,  Rom 
viii.  14,  16.  Eph.  i.    13,  14. 

1  W/HY  ih°uId  the  Chi,dren  of  a  King 

V  V      Go  mourning  all  their  Days  ; 
Great  Comforter,  defccnd  and  bring 
Some  Tokens  of  thy  Grace. 

2  Doftthou  not  dwell  in  all  the  Saints, 

And  feal  the  Heirs  of  Heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banifh  my  Complaints, 
And  mow  my  Sins  forgiv'n  ? 

3  Aflure  my  Confcience  of  her  Part 

In  the  Redeemer's  Blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  Witnefs  with  my  Heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  Earneft  of  his  Love, 

The  Pledge  of  Joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  foft  Wings,  Celeftial  Dove, 
Will  fafe  convey  me  home. 
CXLV.  Chriit  and  Aaron,  taken  from  Heb.  vii. , 
and  ix. 

1  ?*  E  S  U  tf,  in  thee  our  Eyes  behold 
J    A  thoufand  Glories  more 

Than  the  rich  Gems  and  polifh'd  Gold 
The  Sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  They  firft  their  own  Burnt-OfFrings  bro't 

To  purge  themfelves  from  Sin  ; 

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B.  I.  Spiritual   SONGS,  99 

Thy  Life  was  pure  without  a  Spot, 
And  all  thy  Nature  clean. 
[3  Frefh  Blood  as  conftant  as  the  Day 
Was  on  their  Altar  fpilt  j 
But  thy  one  OfFring  takes  away 
For  ever  all  our  Guilt.] 
[4  Their  Friefthood  rap  thro'  fev'ral  Hands, 
For  mortal  was  their  Race  ; 
Thy  never  changing  Office  ftands, 
Eternal  as  thy  Days.] 
[5  Once  in  the  Circuit  of  a  Year, 
With  Blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Jaron  within  the  Vail  appears, 
Before  the  Golden  Throne. 
fc>  But  Cbrift  by  his  own  pow'rful  Blood, 
Afcends  above  the  Skies, 
And  in  the  Prefence  of  our  God 
Shows  his  own  Sacrifice.] 

7  Je/us  the  King  of  Glory,  reigns 
On  Sion\  heavenly  Hill, 

Looks  like  a  Lamb  that  has  been  flajn, 
And  wears  his  Priefthood  jiH. 

8  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  Face  : 

Give  him  my  Soul,  thy  Caufe  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  Grace. 
CXLVI.  Charaflers  of Chrift,  borrowed  from 
inanimate  Things  in  Scripture, 
i    1    /^O,  worfhip  at  ImmanuePs  Feet, 

V_J  See  in  hjs  Face  what  Wonders  meet, 

Earth  is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 

His  Worth,  his  Glory,  or  his  Grace. 

G3  [2The 


190  HYMNS  and  B.  I. 

[2  The  whole  Creation  can  afford 
But  fome  faint  Shadows  of  my  Lord  ; 
Nature  to  make  his  Beauties  known, 
Muft  mingle  Colours  not  her  own.] 
[3  Is  he  compared  to  Wine  or  Bread  ? 
Dear  Lord,  our  Souls  would  thus  be  fed  : 
That  Flefh,  that  dying  Blood  of  thine, 
Is  Bread  of  Life,  is  heav'nly  Wine.] 
(4  Ts  he  a  Tree  ?  The  World  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  Leaves  : 
That  righteous  Branch,  that  fruitful  Bough, 
Is  David's  Root  and  Offspring  too  ] 
£5  h  he  a  Rofe?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  Fragrancy  in  all  her  Field*  : 
Or  if  the  Lilly  he  affume, 
The  Vallies  blefs  the  rich  Prefume.] 
£0  Js  he  a  Vine  ?  His  heav'nly  Root 
Supplies  the  Boughs  with  Life  and  Fruit  : 
O  Jet  a  lafting  Union  join 
My  Soul  the  Branch  to  Chrifi  the  Vine  !  j 
[7  Is  he  the  Head?  Each  Member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  Pow'rhe  gives ; 
The  Saints  below,  and  Saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  Love.] 
[8  Is  he  a  Fountain  r  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  Plague  of  Sin  and  Death : 
Thefe  Waters  all  my  Soul  renew, 
And  eleanfe  my  fpotted  Garments  too.] 
[9  Is  he  a  Fire  ?  He'll  pure  my  Drofs  ; 
But  the  true  God  fuflains  no  Lofs  : 
Like  a  Refiner  fhall  he  fit, 
And  tread  the  Refuie  with  his  Feet. 

[10  1$ 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SQ&GS.  KM 

[10  Is  he  a  Rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves ! 

The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves ; 

Yet  the  fweet  Streams  that  from  him  flow* 

Attend  us  all  the  Defart  thro'.] 
£1 1  Is  he  a  Way  ?  He  leads  to  God, 

The  Path  is  drawn  in  Lines  of  Blood  ; 

There  would  I  walk  with  Hope  and  Zeal, 

Till  I  arrive  at  Si  on*  a  Hill.] 
[32  Is  he  a  Door  t  I'll  enter  in ; 

Behold  the  Paftures  large  and  green  ; 

A  Paraddle  divinely  fair, 

None  but  the  Sheep  have  Freedom  there.} 
{13  Is  he  defign'd  a  Corner-Stone, 

For  Men  to  build  their  Heav'n  upon  ? 

I'll  make  him  my  Foundation  too, 

Nor  fear  the  Plots  of  Hell  below.] 
[14  Is  he  a  Temple  ?  I  adore 

The  indwelling  Majefty  and  Pow'f  } 

And  ftill  to  his  moft  holy  Place, 

Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  Face.] 
[15  Is  he  a  Star?  He  breaks  the  Night, 

Piercing  the  Shades  with  dawning  Light ; 

I  know  his  Glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  Morning  Star.] 
£16  Is  he  a  Sun  ?  His  Be^ms  are  Grace, 

His  Coorfe  is  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs : 

Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears 

To  chafe  their  Clouds,  and  dry  their  Tears; 
1 7  O  let  me  climb  thofe  higher  Skies, 

Where  Storms  and  Darknefs  never  rife  !  ] 

There  he  difplays  his  Pow'rs  abroad, 

.&ad  ihines,  and  reign-,  th'  Incarnate  God  ] 
G4  48  Nos 


102  HTMNS  and  B.  I, 

j  8  Nor  Earth,  nor  Seas,  nor  Sun,  nor   Stars^ 

Nor  Heav'n  his  fall  Refemblance  bears  ; 

His  Beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  Face  to  Face. 
CXLVII.  The  Names  andTities  of  Chrift,  from 

feverql  Scriptures. 
[rnpIS  from  the  Treafures  of  his  Word 
X    I  borrow  Titles  for  my  Lord ; 

Nor  Art  nor  Nature  can  fupply 

Sufficient  Forms  of  Majefty. 

2  Bright  Image  of  his  Father's  Face, 
Shining  with  undiminiih'd  Rays ; 
Th'  Eternal  God's  Eternal  Son, 
The  Heir  and  Partner  of  his  Throne.) 

3  The  King  of  Kings,  the  Lord  moft  high,     ■ 
Writes  his  own  Name  upon  his  Thigh  : 
He  wears  a  Garment  dipt  in  Blood, 

And  breaks  the  Nations  with  his  Rod. 

4  Where  Grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  Lambrefents  hisinjur'd  Love, 
Awakes  his  Wrath  without  Delay, 
An4  Judatfs  Lion  tears  the  Prey. 

5  But  when  for  Works  of  Peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  Titles  he  afTumes  ? 
Light  of  the  World:  and  Life  of  Men ; 
Nor  bears  thofe  Characters  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  Pity  in  his  Heart, 
Hffafts  the  Mediator's  Parti 

A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  Names  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  Throne  afcends, 
Jfcvide*  the  Rebels  from  his  friends, 

And 


B  I.  Spirituals  O  NG  S.  i 

And  Saints  in  full  Fruition  prove 
His  rich  Variety  of  Love. 

CXLVIIJ.  The  fame,  as  the  cxlviil  Pfalm. 
l    I T7ITH  cheerful  Voice  I  fing 
W    The  Titles  of  my  Lord, 
And  borrow  all  the  Names 
Of  Honour  from  his  Word : 
Nature  and  Art 
Can  ne'er  fupply 
Sufficient  Forms 
OfMajefty. 
p  In  Jefms  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  Face, 
Shining  for  ever  bright 

With  mild  and  lovely  Rays : 
Th'  Eternal  God's 
Eternal  Sop 
Inherits  and 
Partakes  the  Throne.] 
|  The  Sov'reign  King  of  Kings, 
•  The  Lord  of  Lords  moft  high, 
Write*  his  own  Name  upon 
His  Garment  and  his  Thigh. 
His  Name  is  call 'd 
The  Word  of  God, 
He  rules  the  Earth 
With  Iron  Rod. 
^  Where  Promifes  and  Grace-     * 
Can  neither  uelt  nor  move, 
TJie  angry  Lamb  refents 
Ths  Injuries  of  his  Love ; 

Q  5  z  Awakes 


Awakes  his  Wrath 
Without  Delay, 
As  Lions  roar, 
And  tear  the  Prey. 

5  But  when  for  Works  of  Peace 
„rThe  great  Redeemer  comes, 
What  gentle  Charaflers, 

What  Titles  he  affumes  ? 
Light  of  the  World, 
4nd  Life  of  Men; 
Nor  will  he  bear 
Thofe  Names  in  vain. 

6  Immenfe  Companion  reigns 

Tn  our  Immanuel's,  Heart, 
When  he  defcends  to  adl 
A  Mediators  Part. 
He  is  a  Friend, 
And  Brother  too  ; 
Divinely  kind, 
Divinely  true! 
7  At  length  the  Lord  the  Judge 
His  awful  Throne  abends', 
And  drives  the  Rebels  far 

From  Favourites  and  Friends. 
Then  fhall  the  Saints 
Completely  prove 
The  Heights  and  Depths 
Of  all  his  Love 
CXLIX.  The  Offices  ,/Chrift,  from  /w     , 

J  Scriptures. 

OIN  all  the  Names  of  Love  and  Pow'r 
That  ever  Men  or  Angels  bore ; 

■  All 


B.  I.  Spiritual  SONGS.  i  o* 

All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  Worth, 
Or  fet  ImmanueVs  Glory  forth. 

2  ButO  what  condescending  Ways 
He  takes  to  teach  his  heav'nly  Grace  f 
My  Eyes  with  Joy  and  Wonder  fee 
What  Forms  of  Love  he  bears  for  me. 

[3  The  Angel  of  the  Co*u\ant  ftands 
With  his  Commiflion  in  his  Hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  Throne 
To  make  the  great  Salvation  known.] 

[4  Great  Prophet,  let  me  blefs  thy  Name, 
By  Thee  the  joyful  Tidings  came, 
Of  Wrath  appeas'd,  of  Sins  forgiven, 
OfHellfubdu'd,  and  Peace  with  Heav'n/j 

[5  My  bright  Example,  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  Side  ; 

0  let  me  never  run  aftray, 

Nor  follow  the  forbidden  Way  I 
6  I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  mail  keep 
My  wand'ring  Soul  amongft  his  Sheep  1 
He  feeds  his  Floek,  Jie  calls  their  Names, 
And  in  his  Bofom  bears  the  Lambs.] 
[7   My  Surety  undertakes  my  Caufe, 
Anfwering  his  Father's  broken  Laws  5 
Behold  my  Soul  at  Freedom  fet, 
My  Surety  paid   the  dreadful  Debt.] 
[g  Jefus  my  Great  High-Priefi  has  dy'd, 

1  feek  no  Sacrifice  befide  ; 

His  Blood  did  ©nee  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  Throne,] 
[9  My  Advocate  appear*  on  high, 
:  The.  Father  lays  his  Thunder  by  5 

Not 


^  nt.WMS    and  B.  b 

Not  all  that  Earth  and  JJell  can  fay 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  Heart  away.) 

(10  My  Lord,  ray  CongSror,  and  my  King, 
rhv  Scepter  and  thy  Sword  I  fing f  • 

Thine  is  the  VitTry,  and  I  fit 
A  joyful  Subject  at  thy  Feet.) 

'i  i  Afpire,  my  Soul,  to  glorious  Deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  leads  : 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  Day, 
Tho'  Death  and  Hell  obtfru$  the  Way) 

;    ^houIdDLeath  and  He!l,andPow'rs  unknown. 
Put  all  their  Forms  of  Mifchief  on 
I  fhall  befafe;  for  Chrifi  difplays' 
Salvation  in  more  Sovereign  Ways. 
CL.  The  fame  as  the  cxlviii.  P&lm. 

JOIN  all  the  glorious  Names 
Of  Wifdom,  Love,  and  Pow'r, 
That  ever  Mortals  knew, 
That  Angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean     • 
To  (peak  his  Worth, 
Too  mean  to  fet 
My  Saviour  forth. 
*    iut  O  what  gentle  Terms, 
What  condefcending  Ways 
Ooth  our  Redeemer  ufe, 
To  teach  his  heav'nly  Grace ! 
Mine  Eyes  with  Joy 
And  Wonder  fee 
What  Forms  of  Love 
He  bears  for  me. 

3  Array'd 


B.  \  Spiritual  S  ONG  S.  ifo 

(3  Array'd  in  Mortal  Flefh 
He  like  an  Angel  ftands, 
And  holds  the  Promifes 
And  Pardons  in  his  Hand?  : 
Commiffion'd  from 
His  Father's  Throne,. 
To  make  his  Grace 
To  Mortals  known.) 
(4  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  Tongue  would  bjefs  thy  Namej 
By  Thee  the  joyful  News 
Of  our  Salvation  camej 
The  joyful  News 
Of  Sins  f  orgiv'n, 
OfHellfubdu'd, 
And  Peace  with  Heav'n.  )4 
[5  Be  theu  my  Counfellor, 

My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide  ; 
And  thro'  this  Defart  Land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  Side. 
Olet  my  Feet 
Ne'er  run  aftray, 
Nor  rove,  nor  feek 
The  crooked  Way  !] 
[Jp  I  love  my  Shepherd's  Voice, 
His  watchful  Eyes  mall  keep 
My  wand'ring  Soul  among 
The  Thoufands  of  his  Sheep  : 
He  feeds  his  Flock, 
He  calls  their  Names, 
His  Bofom  bears 
The  tender  Lambs.] 
*•■■'         l-       '  17  To 


+*  i.  ivi  iv  o   and 

f7Tw-!5HdearJ-rr'^H«d 

Will  I  commit  my  Caufe  : 
He  anfwers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  Laws. 
■Behold  my  Soul 
At  Freedom  fet  ? 
My  Surety  paid 

ro   <*  ,       ThC  drcadfui  ^ebt.J 
[3  J  ejus  my  Great  HiobPriefi 

OiFer'dhisBloodtnddy^. 
^gUctyC,0nrcienc^eeks  ' 
•Wo  Sacrifice  befide. 

His  pow'rful  ilood 
■Did  once  atone  ; 
And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  Throne.J 
[9  My  Advocate  appears 
^^^nceonhigh; 
The  Father  bows  his  EaTs, 
And  lays  his  Thunder  by 

Not  all  that  Hell 
°r  Sin  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  his  Heart 
tiis  Love  away  j 
fio  My  Dear  Almighty  lord, 

My  Con^ror,  and  my  KinFi 
Thy  Scepter,  and  thy  Sword, 
Thy  reigning  Grace  I  fmg. 
Thine  is  the  Pow'r  • 
Behold  I  fit 
Jn  willing  Bonds 
before  thy  Feet.] 


B.I 


fti  Now 


B.I..  Spiritual   SONGS. 

[u  Now  let  my  Soul  arife, 

Amd  tread  the  Tempter  down  ; 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  Conqueft  and  a  Crown. 
A  feeble  Saint 
Shall  win  the  Day, 
Tho'  Death  and  Hell 
Obftruft  the  Way.] 
12   Should  all  the  Hofts  of  Death, 
And  Pow'rs  of  Hell  unknowa, 
Put  their  moft  dreadful  Forms 
Of  Rage  and  Mifchiefon; 
I  fhall  be  fafe, 
For  Chrift  difpkys 
Superior  Power 
And  Guardian  Grace. 


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HYMNS 

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SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

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Compost  on  Divine  Subjects. 


I.  JtSong  efPraife  to  God  from  Great-Britain^ 

1   ,\fAturc;  with  all  her  Pow'rs  (hajl  fing 
JL^I    G°d  the  Creator  and  the  King:    "%> 
£or  Air,  nor  Earth,  nor  Skies,  nor  Seat, 
Deny  the  Tribute  of  their  Praife. 

O  Begin  to  make  his  Glories  known, 
Ye  Seraphs  that  fit  near  his  Throne  j , 
Tune  your  Harpshigh,  and  fpread  theSouruk 
I  o  the  Creation'*  utmoft  Bound  J 

[3  All  mortal  Things  of  meaner  Frame  ; 

™,XLCVLyOUr  Force'  and  ovvn  hi*  Name  ; 
Whilft  with  our  Souls  and  with  our  Voice 
W*  fiag  his  Honours  and  cur  Joys  ] 


B.  II.  Spiritual    SONGS.  ff| 

[4  To  him  6e  facred  all  we  have, 

From  the  young  Cradle  to  the  Grave  : 
Our  Lips  (hall  his  loud  Wonders  tell, 
And  ev'ry  Word  a  Miracle.) 

[5  This  Northern  Ifle,  our  native  Land, 
Lies  fafe  in  God  th'  Almighty's  Hand  : 
Our  Foes  of  VicYry  dream  in  vain, 
And  wear  the  captivating  Chain. 

6  He  builds  and  guards  the  Britijb  Throne* 
And  makes  it  gracious  like  his  own  j 
Makes  our  fucceffive  Princes  kind, 

And  gives  our  Dangers  to  the  Wind.) 

7  Raife  monumental  Praifes  high 

To  him  that  Thunders  thro'  the  Sky, 
And  with  an  awful  Nod  or  Frown 
Shakes  an  afpiring  Tyrant  down. 

(8  Pillars  of  lafting  Srafs  proclaim 
The  Triumphs  of  th*  Eternal  Name ; 
While  trembling  Nations  read  from  fat 
The  Honours  of  the  God  of  War.) 

9  Thus  let  our  flaming  Zeal  employ 

Our  loftieft  Thoughts  and  loudeft  Songs  1 
Britain,  pronounce  with  warmeft  Joy 
Ho/anna  from  ten  thoufand  Tongues. 

io  Yet,  mighty  Qod,  our  feeble  Frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to.  reach  thy   Name ; 
The  ftrongeft  Notes  that  Angels  raife 
Faint  in  the  Worfhip  and  the  Praife. 

II.  The  Death  of  a  Sinner^ 
Y  Thoughts  on  awful  Subjects  roll* 
Damnation  and  the  Dead, 

What 


M 


What  Horrors  feize  the  guilty  Sod 
Upon  a  dying.Bed. 

^Lingringabwtthcfc  mortal  Shores 
bhe  makes  a  long  De'av 

Till  like u .Flood wlh  rapid  Force 
Death  fwcp,  the  Wretch  away. 
3  Then  fw,Yt  and  dreadful  me  defcends 
Down  to  the  fiery  Coaft, 
Amongft  abominable  Fiends. 
Hfcrfdf  a  frightmi  Ghoft 

4  »rajgk&  Crowd,  of  Sinners  lie,  - 

TorS?"^f  makcs  their  Chains j 
Tor  ur  d        h  k        D 

Vet  wiit  for  /ierccr  Pains. 

5  Not  all  their  Anguifh  and  their  Blood 

*or  their  old  Guiit  atones, 
cfLthe  ComPaffi°ns  of  a  God 
fchaii  hearken  to  their  Groans. 

6  A™az"!2  Grace>  ^at  kept  my  Breath 

rr-n  ? l       m7  SouI  removep 
Till  I  had  leam'd  my  Saviour's  Death 
And  well  infur'd  his  Love  1 

IIL  The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

Hn  1°  7e  m°^rn  dePartiRg  friends? 
rv   \      u    ,,akc  a£ Death's  A,a'»*  ? 
Tis  but  the .Voice  that  Jefus  fend. 
To  call  them  to  his  Arms. 
*  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 
As  faft  as  Time  can  move  * 
Nor  would  we  wilh  the  Hours  more  flow 
lo  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

3  Why 


'W 


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3.  H.  Spiritual  SONGS.  M3 

3  Why  Should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  Bodies  to  the  Tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  FleOi  of  Jefus  lay. 
And  left  a  long  Perfume. 

4  The  Graves  of  all  his  Saints  he  bleft, 

And  foftned  every  Bed  -. 
Where  fhould  the  dying  Members  reft, 
But  with  the  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcending  high, 

And  fhew'd  our  Feet  the  Way  : 
Up  t*  the  Lord  our  Flefh  lhall  fly, 

At  the  great  Rifiag  Day. 
#  Then  let  the  laft  loud  Trumpet  found, 

And  bid  our  Kindred  rife  ; 
Awake,  ye  Nations,  under  Ground. 

Ye  Saints,  afcend  the  Skies. 

IV.  Salvation  in  the  Croft. 
t    TTERE  at  the  Crofs,  my  dying  God, 
Jfl  I  lay  my  Soul  beneath  thy  Love, 
Beneath  the  Droppings  of  thy  $lood 
Jelusy  nor  ihall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  Tyrants  think  orfry, 
With  Rage  and  Lightning  in  their  Eyes, 
Nor  Hell  (hall  fright  my  Heart  away, 
Should  Hell  with  all  it's  Legions  rife.  * 

3  Should  Worlds  confpire  to  drive  me  thence, 
Movelefs  and  firm  this  Heart  mould   lie  ; 
Refolv'd  (for  that's  my  laft  Defence) 

If  I  muft  perifti,  there  to  die. 

4  Butfpeak    my  Lord,  and  calm  my  Fear  j 
Am  I  not  fafe  beneath  thy  Shade  ? 

Thy 


Hf  HTMNS  and  B,  II 

Thy  Vengeance  will  not  ftrike  me  here, 
in  or  Satan  dares  my  Soul  invade. 
5  YeSj  Im  ^cure  beneath  thy  Blood, 
And  all  my  Foes  (hall  loofe  their  Aim  ; 
no/anna  to  my  dying  God, 
And  my  beft  Honour's  to  his  Name, 

LX'd  J*n&nt t0  Prai^e  Ch»ft  better. 
OR  D,  when  my  Tho'ts  with  Wonder  roll 
O'er  the  (harp  Sorrows  of  thy  Soul; 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  Laws, 
Repair'd  and  honoured  by  thy  Crofs  • 

2  When  I  behold  Death,  Hell,  and  Sin, 
Vanquifh'd  by  that  dear  Blood  of  thine, 
And  fee  the  Man  that  groan'd  and  dy'd, 
bit  glorious  by  his  Father's  Side  ; 

3  My  Paffions  rife  and  foar  above, 

I'm  wing'd  with  Faith,  and  Sr'd  with  Love* 
Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  Things, 
And  learn  the  Notes  that  Gabriel  fmgs. 

4  But  my  Heart  fails,  my  Tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  tHejr  immortal  Strains  j 

And  in  fuch  humble  Notes  as  thefe 
Muft  fail  below  thy  Victories. 

5  Wf1J>  the  kind  Minute  muftappear 
When  we  (hall  leave  thefe  Bodies  here ; 
Thefe  Clogs  of  Clay  and  mount  on  high, 
To  join  the  Song*  above  the  Sky.        " 

VI.   A   Morning   Song. 

ONCE  more,  my  Soul,  the  rifing  Day 
Salutes  thy  waking  Eyes, 
0«ce  more,  my  Voice,  thy  Tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rolls  the  Skies. 

2  Night 


B.  It.  Spiritual  $6  tiCS.  1?5 

2  Night  unto  Night  his  Name  repeats, 

The  Day  renews  the  Sound, 
Wide  as  the  Heav'n  on  which  he  fits 
To  turri  the  Seafons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  Frame, 

My  Tongue  (hall  fpeak  his  Praile; 
My  Sins  would  rouze  his  Wrath  to  flame* 
And  yet  his  Wrath  delays. 

(4  On  a  pbor  Worm  thy  Pow'r  might  treads 
And  I  could  ne'er  withftand  : 
Thy  Juftice  might  have  crufh'd  me  dead* 
But  Mercy  held  thine  Hand. 

5  A  thoufahd  wretched  Souls  are  fled 

Since  the  laft  fetting  Sun, 
And  yet  thou  lengthneft  out  my  Thread) 
And  yet  my  Moments  run. 

6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  Hours  be  thine, 

Whilft  I  enjoy  the  Light, 
Then  (hall  my  Sun  in  Smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleafmg  Night. 

VII.   An  Evening  Song. 
(1   THREAD  SovVeign, let  my  Evening  Song 
JL/   Like  holy  Incenfe  rife  j 
Aflilt  the  Offerings  of  my  Tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  Skies.  ^/ 

2  Through  all  the  Dangers  gfthe  Day 

Thy  Hand  was  ftili  my  Guard, 
And  ftill  to  drive  my  Waats  away 
Thy  Mercy  f?ood  prcpaiVL) 

3  Perpetual  Bicftings  from  3bovg 

Encomp^G  me  around, 

/  But 


***  HTMNS  and  £.  Jh 

But  O  how  few  Returns  of  Love 
Hath  my  Creator  found ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  dy'd 

To  fave  my  wretched  Soul  ? 
How  are  my  Follies  multiply'd", 
Faft  as  my  Minutei  roll. 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  Heart  of  mine 

To  thy  dear  Crofs  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  Grace  my  Souirefigo, 
To  be  renew'd  by  Thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  pardW  Blood 

I  Jay  me  down  to  reft, 
As  in  th'  Embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  o»  my  Saviours  JSreatt. 

VIII.  A  Hymnfcr  Morning  or  Evening . 

1  H°rl^Nj^  with  a  ch^erful  Sound, 

To  God's  upholding  Hand  ; 
Ten  Thoufand  Snares  attend  us  round* 
Andyctfecureweftand. 

2  That  was  a  moil  amazing  Power 

That  rais'd  u-:  with  a  Word, 
And  every  Day  and  every  Hour 
We  Jean  upon  the  Lord. 
3  ?*»e  Evening  refts  our  weary  Head, 
Ana  Angels  guard  the  Room, 
We  wake,  2nd  we  admire  the  Bed 
That  was  not  wade  our  Tomb. 
4  The  rifing  Moraing  c.Vt  afTure 
That  we  fhal!  end  the  Bay, 
For  Death  ftands  ready  at  ?u«  Door 
To  fei*e  our  Lives  away. 

5  Qui* 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS. 

5  Oor  Breath  is  forfeited  by  Sin 

To  God's  revenging  Law  ; 
We  own  thy  Grace,  immortal  King, 
In  ev'ry  Gafp  we  draw, 

6  God  i*  our  San,  whole  daily  Light 

Our  Joy  and  Safety  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  Flefti  lies  fafe  at  Night 
Beneath  his  fhady  Wings. 

IX.  Godly   Sorrow  arifing  from  the  Suffer  ing$ 

of  Chrift. 
i     A  LAS  f  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
■*X  And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  facred  Head 
For  fuch  a  Worm  as  I  i 
[z  Thy  Body  flain,  fweet  Jefus thine, 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  Blood, 
While  all  exposed  to  Wrath  divine, 
the  glorious  Suff'rer  flood  !]. 
3  Was  it  for  Crimes  that  I  had  done 
He  groan'd  upon  the  Tree  ? 
Amazing  Pity  f  Grace  unknown  ? 
And  Love  beyond  Degree  ! 
Jp  Well  might  the  Sun  in  Darknefs  hide, 
And  (hut  his  Glories  in, 
When  God  the  mighty  Maker  dy'd 
For  Man  the  Creature's  Sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  bluihing  Face 

While  his  dear  Crofs  appears, 

DilTolve  my  Heart  in  Thankfulnefs, 

And  melt  my  Eyes  to  Tears. 

6  But  Drops  of  Grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  Debt  of  Love  I  owe  j 

Hers,- 


'  "8  HTMNS  and  B.II 

Here  Lord  I  give  my  {elf  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

X.  Parting  with  Carnal  Joys. 
*    A4"Y  Soul  forfakes  her  vain  Delight, 
JLVX  And  bids  the  World  farewel; 
Bafe  as  the  Dirt  beneath  my  Feet, 
And  mifchievous  as  Hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  afk  your  Love, 

Nor  feek  your  Friendfhip  more  ; 
The  Happinefs  that  I  approve 
Lies  not  within  your  Power. 

3  There's  nothing  round  this  fpaeious  Earth 

That  fuits  my  large  Defire  ; 
To  boundlefs  Joy  and  folid  Mirth 
My  nobler  Thoughts  afpire. 
(4  Where  Pleafure  rolls  it's  living  Flood 
From  Sin  and  Drofs  refin'dj 
Still  fpringingfrom  the  Throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  Mind. 

5  Th'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  Sphere, 

The  Glorious  and  the  Great, 
Brings  his  own  A!l-fufficience  there, 
To  make  our  Blifs  complete.) 

6  Had  I  the  Pinions  of  a  Dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heavily  Road  ; 
There  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  Love, 
And  there  my  fmiling  God. 
XI.  The  fame. 
I    T  Send  the  Joys  of  Earth  away, 
1  Away  ye  Tempters  of  theMind* 
talfe  as  the  fmooth deceitful  Sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whittling  Wind. 

z  Your 


B .  II.  Spirituol SONGS.  119 

2  Your  Streams  were  fioa  ing  me  along 
Down  to  the  Gulf  of  black  Delpair, 
And  whilft  I  liften'd  to  your  Song, 

Your  Streams  had  e'en  convey 'd  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchlefs  Grace, 
That  warrTd  me  of  that  dark  Abyfs  ; 

That  drew  me  from  thofe  treacherous  Seas, 

And  bid  me  feek  ftiperior  Blifs. 
1  Now  to  the  (hining  Realms  above  ^ 

I  ftretch  my  Sands,   and  glance  mine  Eyes ; 

O  for  the  Pinions  of  a  Dove, 

To  bear  me  to  the  upper  Skies! 
5  There  from  the  Bofom  of  my  God 

Oceans  of  endlefs  Pleafures  roll ; 

There  Would  I  fix  my  laft  Abode, 

And  drown  the  Sorrows  of  my  Soul. 
XII.   ChrilV  is  the  SubJIance  of  the  Levitical 
Prieflbood. 

1  *np^HE  true  Mep*b  now  appears, 

X     The  Types  are  all  withdrawn  ! 
So  fly  the  Shadows  and  the  Stars 
Before  the  rifingDawn. 

2  No  fmoaking  Sweets,  nor  bleeding  Lambs, 

Nor  Kid,  nor  Bullock  flain  ; 

Inceni'e  and  Spice  of  coftly  Names 

Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aarcn  mult  lay  his  Robes  away,        ■* 

His  Mitre  and  his  Veft, 
When  Goi]  himfelf  comes  down  to  be 
The  Off>ing  and  the  Prieft. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  Flefh  to  fhow 

The  Wonders  ofhis  Losz  -t 

H  For 


An 


1 20  HTM  N  Sand  B.  II.  B 

For  us  he  paid  his  Life  below  ; 
And  prays  for  us  above. 
5  Father,  he  cries,  /*/£/*/*  /£„>  ffa 
For  1 my  felf have  ay" d; 
And  then  he  (hows  his  open  Veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  Side. 
XIII  7^    Creation,   Preservation,'  Dilution, 
and  Reftoration  of  this  World. 

1  Q1^?  V0  thC  L°rd  that  bui,t  th*  Skies, 

V3  u  J?  L    It  that  rear'd  this  ftate]y  Frame, 
Let  half  the  Nations  found  his  Praife,  4 

And  Lands  unknown  repeat  his  Name. 

2  He  form 'd  the  Seas,  and  form'd  the  Hills 
Made  ev'ry  Drop,  and  ev'ry  Dull, 
Nature  and  Time,  with  ail  their  Wheels 
And  puftYd  them  into  Motion  firft. 

3  Now,  from  his  high  imperial  Throne; 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  Spheres  • 
He  bids  the  mining  Orbs  roll  on, 
And  round  he  turns  our  hafty  Years. 

4  Thus  (hall  this  moving  Engine  la(t 
Till  all  his  Saints  are  rather'd  in, 
Then  for  the  Trumpet  dreadful'BIatf 
To  (hake  it  all  to  Dull  again  I 

5  Yet  when  the  Sound  (hall  tear  the  Skies 
And  Lightning  burn  the  Globe  below,   ' 
Saints,  you  may  liftyour  joyful  Eyes  ' 
There's  anew  Heav'n  and  Earth  for  you. 

XW/l  he  Lords  Day:  Or,  Delight  Ordinances 
1    X  T  7ELCOME  fweet  Day  of  Red, 
VV    T^at  faw  the  Lord  arife; 

Welcome 


II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  121 

Welcome  to  this  reviving  Breaft, 
And  thoje  rejoicing  Eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himlelf  comes  near, 
And  feaft  his- Saints  to  Day; 

Here  we  may  fit  and  fee  him  hear, 
And  love,  and  praife  and  pray.. 

3  One  Day  amid  ft  the  Place 
Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 

Is  fweeter  than  Ten  Thoufand  Days 
Of  pleafurable  Sin. 

4  My  willing  Soul  would  flay 
In  fuch  a  Frame  as  this, 

And  fit  and  ling  her  felf  away 
To  everlafting  Blifs. 

XYShe  Enjoyment  of  Chrifl :     Or,  Delight  in 
Worjbip. 

i  T7AR  from  my  Tho'ts,  vain  World  be  gone, 
X/    Let  my  religious  Hours  alone : 
Fain  would  my  Eyes  my  Saviour  fee, 
I  wait  a  vifit,  Lord  from  thee. 

2  My  Heart  grows  warm  with  holy  Fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  Defire  : 
Come,  my  dear  Jefus,  from  above, 
And  feed  my  Soul  with  Keav'niy  Love 

[3  The  Trees  of  Life  immortal  ftar.d 
In  flour'fhing  Rows  at  thy  Right  Hand, 
And  in  fweet  Murmurs  by  their  Side 
Rivers  of  Blifs  perpetual  glide, 

4  Hafte  then,  but  with  a  fmiling  Face, 
And  fpread  the  Table  of  thy  Grace  : 
Bring  down  a  Tafte  of  Fruit  Divine, 
And  cheer  my  Heart  -withfacred  Wine. 

H   2  5  Blefs'd 


122  fiTMVS  *nd  B.II. 

5  Blefs'd  Jefus,  what  deliciQU3  Fare  \ 
How  fweet  thy  Entertainment*  are! 
Never  did  Angels  talte  above 
Redeeming  Grace  and  dying  love. 

6  Hail,  great  lmma\nuelt  all  Divine, 
In  thee  thy  father's.  Glories  fhine  : 
Thou  brighteft,  fweeteft,  faireft  One, 
That  Eyes  have  feen,  or  Angels  known. 

XVI.  Part  the  Second. 

7  T    ORD,  what  a  Heav'n  of  faving  Grace ? 
J—/  Shines  thro' the  Beauties  of  thy   Fac$, 
And  lights  our  Paflions  to  a  Flame  I 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  Name  S 

8  When  I  can  fay,  My  pod  is  mine  ! 
When  I  can,  feel  thy  Gloriei  fhine, 
I  tread  the  World  beneath  my  Feet, 
And  all  that  Earth  calls  Good  or  Great. 

9  While  fuch  a  Scene  of  facred  Joys 
Cur  raptur'd  Eyes  and  Souls  employs, 
Here  we  could  fit,  and  gaze  away, 

A  long,  an  e,verlafting  Day. 

10  Well,  vye  (hall  quickly  paf«  the  Nighty 
To  the  fair  doafts  of  perfect  Light ; 
Then  (hall  our  joyful  Senfes  rov'c 

O'er  the  dear  Objects  of  our  Love. 

[  1 1  There  {hall  we  drink  full  Draughts  of  Blifs, 

And  pluck  new  Life  from  heav'nly  Trees! 

Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  be  flow 

A  Drop  of  Heav'n  on  Worms  below. 
1$  Send  Comforts  down  froni  thy  right  Hand 

While  we  pafs  thro'  this  barren  Land, 

A*4- 


jB.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS,  123 

And  in  thy  Temple  let  us  fee 
A  Glimpfe  of  Love,  a  Glimpfe  of  Thee.] 
XVII.  God's  Eterniiy. 
i  "D  ISE,  rifemy  Soul,  and  leave  the  Ground, 
Jtv   Stretch  all  my  Thoughts  abroad, 
And  roufe  up  every  tuneful  Sound 
To  praife  th'  eternal  God. 

2  Long  e'er  the  lofty  Skies  were  fpread, 

Jehovah  fillM  his  Throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  Angels  made, 
The  Maker  liv'd  alone. 

3  His  boundlefs  Years  can  ne'er  decreafe, 

But  dill  maintain  their  Prime ; 
Eternity  %  his  Dwelling-Place, 
And  ever  is  his  Time. 

4  While  like  a  Tide  our  Minutes  flow. 

The  prefent  and  thepaft, 
He  fills  his  own  immmortal  Now, 
And  fees  our  Ages  wafte. 

5  The  Sea  and  Sky  muft  perifh  too, 

And  vaft  Deftru&ion  come  ; 
The  Creatures,  look,  how  old  they  grow, 
And  wait  their  fiery  Deom  I 

6  Well,  let  the  Sea  (hrink  all  away. 

And  Flame  melt  down  the  Skies, 
My  God  {hall  live  an  endlefs  Day, 
When  th'  old  Creation  dies. 
XVIII.  The  Mittiftn  of  Angels. 
1    TT IGH  on  a  Hill  of  dazling  Light 
Jrl  The  King  of  Glory  fpreads  his  Seat, 
And  Troops  of  Angels  ftretch'd  for  Flight, 
%mi  waiting  rooud  hj$  5WfuJ  jregtt 

3  Gi* 


2  *  Go,  faith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel,  go, 
Salutttbe  Virgin* s fruitful  Womb; 
f  Makt  half  ye  Cherubs,  donun  be/ow, 
Sing  and  proclaim  the  Saviour  come. 

$  ||  H«ie  a  bright  Squadron  leave*  the  Skiei, 
And  thick  around  Elijla  ftands; 
Anon  a  heav'nly  Soldier  flies, 
IT  Aiid  breaks  the  Chains  from  Peter  s  Hands, 

4  Thy  winged  Troop,  O  God  of  Hofts, 
Wait  on  thy  wand'ring  Church  below; 
Here  we  are  failing  to  thy  Coafb, 

Let  Angels  be  our  Convoy  too. 

5  t  Ar«  they  not  all  thy  Servants,  Lord? 
At  thy  Command  they  go  and  come  ; 
With  cheerful  Hade  obey  thy  Word, 
And  guard  thy  Children  to  their  Home. 

XIX.  Our  Bodies  frail,  and  God  our  Preferyer. 
I    1      ET  others  boaft  how  ftrong  they  be, 
-*— '  Nor  Death  nor  Danger  fear; 
But  we'll  confefs,  O  Lord  to  thee, 
What  feeble  Things  we  are. 
%'  Frefh  as  the  Grafs  our  Bodies  fland, 
And  flourim  bright  and  gay, 
A  blafting  Wind  fweeps  o'er  the  Land, 
And  fades  the  Grafs  away. 
3  Our  Life  contains  a  thoufand  Springs, 
And  dies  if  one  be  gone : 
Strange !  that  a  Harp  of  thoufand  String?, 
Should  keep  in  Tune  fo  long  ! 

4  But 

*Lukei.   26.  f  Luke  ii.  13.  ||  2  Kings  vi 
17.  ITA&sxii.  7.  J  Heb.  i.  ult.     . 


B.  II.  Spiritual  ouivuo.  13  5 

a  But  'tis  our  God  fupports  our  Frame, 
The  God  that  built  us  firft ; 
Salvation  to  th1  Almighty  Name 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  Duft. 
[5  He  fpoke,  and  (trait  our  Hearts  and  Brains, 
In  all  their  Motions  rofe  ; 
Let  Bloody /aid  be,  flow  round  the  Veins, 
And  round  the  Veins  it  flows. 
6  While  we  have  Breath,  or  ufe  our  Tongues. 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  Lungs, 
Or  they  would  breath  no  more.] 
XX,  Backjlidings  and  Returns  :  Ol.The  Inean* 

ftancy  of  our  Love. 
1   TlfHY  is  my  Heart  fo  far  from  thee, 
VV     My  God,  ray  chief  Delight ; 
Why  are  my  Thoughts  no  more  by  Day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  Night  ? 
[2Why  mould  my  foolifh  Paffions  rove  ? 
Where  can  fuch  Sweetnefs  be, 
As  I  have  tailed  in  thy  Love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 

3  When  my  forgetful  Soul  renews 

The  Savour  of  thy  Grace, 
My  Heart  prefumes  I  cannot  lofe 
The  Rehm  all  my  Days. 

4  But  e're  one  fleeting  Hour  is  paft, 

The  fiatt'ring  World  employs 
Some  fenfual  Bait  to  feize  my  TafU, 
And  to  pollute  my  Joys. 
[5  Trifles  of  Nature  or  of  Art 
With  fair  deceitful  Charm* 

Intrude 


J 26  HTMNSand  $.  If. 

Intrude  upon  my  thoughtlefs  Heart, 
And  thruft  thee  from  my  Arms. 3 
6  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  Soul 
That  I  mould  leave  thee  fo, 
Where  will  thofe  wild  Affe&ions  roll 
That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 
[7  Sin's  promis'd  Joys  are  turn'd  to  Pain, 
And  I  am  drown'd  in  Grief; 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 
He  flies  to  my  Relief. 
8  Seizing  my  Sou!  with  fweet  Surprife, 
He  draws  with  loving  Bands: 
Pivine  Companion  in  his  Eyes, 
And  Pardon  in  his  Hands.] 
[9  Wretch  that  I  am  to  wander  thus 
In  chafe  of  falfe  Delight ! 
Let  me  be  faften'd  to  thy  Crofs 
Rather  than  lofethy  Sight.] 
[10  Make  hafte,  my  Days,  to  reach  the  Goal, 
And  bring  my  Heart  to  reft, 
Or  the  dear  Centre  of  my  Soul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  Breaft.] 
XXL  J  Song  o/PraiJe  to  God  the  Redeemer. 

1  X*  ET  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Song 
JL  Of  great  Diana  and  of  Jove, 
But  the  fweet  Theme  that  moves  my  Tongue 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  Love. 

2  Behold  a  God  defcends  and  dies 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  gaping  Hell ; 
How  the  black  Gulph  where  Satan  lies, 
Yatfn'd  to  repcive  rne  when  I  fell ! 


B.U.  Spiritual  SONGS.  M? 

X  How  Juftice  frown'd,  and  Vengeance  ftood 
To  drive  me  down  to  endlefs  Pain  ! 
But  the  great  Son  propos'd  his  Blood, 
And  heav'nly  Wrath  grew  mild  again, 

4  Infinite  Lover,  gracious  Lord, 
To  thee  be  endlefs  Honour  giv  n ; 
Thy  wondVoui  Name  (hall  be  ador  d  ^ 
Round  the  wide  Earth  and  wider  Heav  n, 
XXII.  With  God  hit  terrible  Maj f>- 

1  rr^ERRIBLE  God,  that  reign  ft  on  higri 

1      How  awful  is  thy  thund'rmg  Hand  , 
Thy  fiery  Bolts,  how  fierce  they  fly  ! 
Not  can  all  Earth  or  Hell  withltand. 

2  This  the  old  Reb*l  AngeU  knew, 
And  Satan  fell  beneath  thy  Frown :     ^ 
Thine  Arrows  (truck  the  Traytor  thro  , 
And  weighty  Vengeance  funk  him  down. 

3  This  Sodom  felt,  and  feels  it  ftiit, 
And  roars  beneath  th'  eternal  Load, 
With  endlefs  burnings,  who  can  dwell \ 
Or  bear  the  Fury  of  a  God? 

4  Tremble,  ye  Sinners,  and  fubmit, 

Throw  down  your  Arms  before  his  Throne, 
Bend  your  Heads  low  beneath  his  Feet, 
Or  his  Arong  Hand  (hall  crufh  you  down. 

c  And  ye,  bleft  Saints,  that  love  him  too, 
With  Rev'rence  bow  before  his  Name, 
Thus  all  his  heavenly  Servantjdo  : 
God  is  a  bright  and  burning  Flame. 

XXIII.  The  Sight  of  God  and  Chub  in  Heaven. 

DESCEND  from  Heav'n,  immoral  Dove, 
Stc.op  down  and  take  us  on  si?y  Wings, 
An4 


i*8  HTMNS    and  B.  II. 

And  mount  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  Reach  of  thefe  inferiour  Things. 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  Sky, 
Up  where  eternal  Ages  roll, 
Where  folid  Pleafures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feaft  the  Soul. 

3  O  for  a  Sight,  apleafing  Sight 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  Throne  ! 

There  fits  our  Saviour  crdwn'd  with   Light, 

Uoth'd  in  a  Body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  Saints  around  him  ftand, 

And  Thrones  and  Pow'rs  before   him  fall ; 
TheGod  mines  gracious  thro'  the  Man, 
And  fheds  fweet  Glories  on  them  all. 

5  O  what  amazing  Joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  Harps  ihey  fing, 
And  fit  on  ev'ry  heav'nly  Hill, 

And  fpread  the  Triumphs  of  their  King. 

6  When  mail  the  Day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  mall  mount  to  dwell  above, 

And  ftand  and  bow  amongft  'em  there, 
And  view  thy  Face,  and  fing,  and  love. 

XXIV.  The  Evil  of  Sin    <viftble   in  the  Fall  of 
Angels  and  Men . 

i  XWT  HEN  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  Skies 
Vy      And  formM  all  Nature  with  a  Word, 
The  joyful  Cherub's  tun'd  his  Praife, 
And  cv'ry  bending  Throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midft  of  all  the  Throng, 
Satan  a  tall  Arch- Angel  fat, 
*Amongft  the  Morning-Stars  hefung, 
'Till  Sin  deftroy'd  his  Heav'nly  State. 

*Jobxxxv'i\i.  7.  3  'Twzt 


B.  II.  Spiritual   SONGS.  i29 

[3  'TwasSin  thathurl'd  him  from  his  Throne, 
Grov'lling  in  Fire  the  Rebel  lies: 
X  Heiv  art  thou  funk  in  Darknefs  down, 
Son  of  the  Morning,  from  the  Skies.'] 

4  And  thus  our  two  fijft  Parents  flood 
Till  Sin  defil'd  the  happy  Place  ; 
They  loft  their  Garden  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn  Race. 

[5  So  fprung  the  Plague  from  4dam\  Bower, 
And  fpread  Deftruftion  all  abroad ; 
Sin,  the  curft  Name,  and  in  one  Hour 
Spoil'd  fix  Days  Labour  of  a  God.] 

6  Tremble  my  Soul,  and  mourn  for  Grief, 
That  fuch  a  Foe  mould  feize  thy  Breaft; 
Fly  to  the  Lord  for  quick  Relief; 

0  may  he  flay  this  treacherous  Gueft. 

7  Then  to  thy  throne  viaorious  King, 
Then  to  thy  Throne  our  Shouts  mail  rife, 
Thine  everlafting  Arm  we  fmg, 

For  Sin  the  Mon-fter  bleeds  and  dies. 

MXXV.    Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sloth. 
Y  drowfy  Powers,  why  /Jeep  yefo  2 
Awake,  my  fluggifh  Soul ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  Work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  The  little  Ants  for  one  poor  Grain 

Labour,  and  tug,  and  flrive, 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  Heav'n  t'obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ? 

3  We  for  whofe  Sake  all  Nature  Sands, 

And  Stars  their  Courfes  move ; 

1  ifai.  xiv,  12, 


i-jt  HrMNS  *nd  B.  II. 

We  for  whofe  Guard  the  Angel-Bandi 
Come  flying  from  above  ; 
4,  We  fo-  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  labourM  for  oar  Good, 
How  carelefs  to  fecure  that  Crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  Blood  ? 
5  Lord,  ihall  we  lie  fo  fluggifti  (till, 
And  never  aft  our  Parts  ? 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th*  heav'nly  Hill, 
And  fit  and  warm  oui  Heart*. 
5  Then  Ihall  our  active  Spirits  move, 
Upward  our  Souls  (hall  rift : 
With  Hands  of  Faith  and  Wings  of  Love 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  Prize. 

XXVl.GoXinvifiblt. 
I    T    ORD,  we  are  blind,  we  Mortals  blind, 
1  j  We  can/ 1  behold  thy  bright  Abode; 
O  'tis  beyond  a  Creature-Mini, 
To  glance  a  Thought  half-way  to  God ! 
z  Infinite  Leagues  beyond  the  Sky 
The  great  Eternal  reigns  alone, 
Where  neither  Wings  nor  Souls  can  rt/> 
Nor  Angels  climb  the  toplefs  Throne. 

3  The  Lordof  Glory  builds  his  Seat 
Of  Gems  infufFerably  bright, 
And  lays  beneath  his  facred  Feet 
Subftantial  Beams  of  gloomy  Night. 

4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  graciou*  Eyes 
Look  thro'  and  cheer  us  f  rem  above ; 
Beyond  our  Praife  thy  Grandeur  flies, 
Yci  weadore,  and  fet  we  love, 

XXVII. 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  1 3 r 

XXVII.    Praife  ye    him   all  bis  Angels,  Pfalm 
cxlviii.   2. 

1  f~^\  OD  !   the  eternal  awful  Name 

\J  That  the  whole  heav'nly  Army  fears; 
Tnat  (hakes  the  wide  Creation's  Frame, 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears. 

2  Like  Flames  of  Fire  his  Servants  are, 
And  Light  furrounds  his  Dwelling  Place  ; 
But,  O  !   ye  fiery  Flames,  declare 

The  brighter  Glories  of  his  Face. 

3  'Tis  not  for  fuch  poor  Worms  as  we 
To  fpeake  fo  Infinite  a  Thing  ; 
But  your  immortal  Eyes  furvey 

The  Beauties  of  your  Sov'reign  King. 

4  Tell   how  he  fhews  his  fmiling  Face, 
And  cloaths  all  Heav'n  in  bright  Array  ; 
Triumph  and  Joys  runs  thro'  the  Place, 
And  Songs  eternal  as  the  Day. 

5  Speak  (for  you  feel  his  burning  Love) 
What  Zeal  it  fpreads  thro'  all  your  Frame.; 
That  facred  Fire  dwells  all  above, 

For  we  on  Earth  have  loft  the  Name. 

[6  Sing  of  his  Pow'rand  Juftice  too, 
That  infinite  Right  Hand  of  his, 
That  vanquinYd  Satan  and  his  Crew, 
And  Thunder  drove  them  down  from  Blifs.] 

[7  What  mighty  Storms  of  poifon*d  Darts 
Were  hurl'd  upon  the  Rebels  there  J 
What  deadly  Jav'lins  nail'd  their  Hearc* 
Fall  to   the  Racks  of  long  DefpairH 

[8  Shout  to  your  King,  you  heav'nly  Hoih 
You  that  behold  the  finking  Foe, 

I  Fir» 


HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

Firmly  ye  Pood  when  they  were  loft  ; 
Praife  the  rich  Grace  that  kept  ye  fo  ] 
9  Proclaim  his  Wonders  from  the  Skies, 
Ltt  ev'ry  ciftant  Nation  hear  : 
And  while  )ou  found  his  lofty  Praife, 
Let  humble  Mortals  bow  and  fear. 

XXVIIT.      Death  and  Eternity. 

1   C  TOOP  dovvn>  ™Y  Tho'ti,  that  ufe  to  rife, 
^)    Converfea  while  with  Death  : 
Think  how  a  gafping  Mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  Breath, 
.2   His  quivering  Lip  hangs  feebly  down, 
KisPnifes  faim  and  few, 
Then,   fpcechlefs,  with  a  doleful  Groan; 
He  bids  the  World  adieu. 

3  But,  O  the  Soul  that  never  dies  f 

At  once  it  leaves  the  Clay  ! 
Ye  Thought  *  purfue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  track  it's  wondrous  Way. 

4  Up  *o  theCourt.<-  where  Angels  dwell,, 

Ft  mounts  triumphing  there  ; 
Or  Devils  pjimge  it  down  to  Hell 
•    Defpair. 
j   Ar/J  mud  my  Bocy  faint  and  die? 
:\nC  mud  this  Soul  remove  ? 
C  !  ror  fomc  Guardian  Angel  nigh 
i  o  bear  it  it  fafe  above  ! 
6  Jd'usy  to  thy  dear  faithfulHand 
My  naked  Sod  I  trUft, 
Ar.d  my  Fltih  waits  for  thy  Command 
To  drop  into  my  Duft. 

XXIX. 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  133 

XX IX.   Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 
i    yESZJS,  with  all  thy  Saints  above,      , 
^    My  Tongue  would  bear  her  Part, 
Would  found  aloud  thy  faving  Love, 
And  fing  thy  bleeding  Heart- 

2  Bleft  be  the  Lamb,  my  deareft  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  Blood, 
And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  Sword 
In  his  Own  vital  Flood. 

3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  Soul 

From  Satan's,  heavy  Chains, 
And  fent  the  Lion  down  to  howl 
Where  Hell  and  Horror  reigns. 

4  All  Glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-cealing  Praife, 
While  Angels  live  to  know  his  Name, 
Or  Saints  to  feel  his  Grace. 

XXX.  Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 
[i  /^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
V^  And  let  our  Joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  Song  with  fweet  Accord, 
And  thus  furround  theThrcne. 

2  The  Sorrows  of  the  Mind 
Be  banifh'd  from  the  Phce  ? 

Religion  never  was  delign'd 
To  make  our  Pleafure  lefs,] 

3  Let  thofe  refute  to  fing 
That  never  knew  our  God, 

But  Fav'rites  of  the  heav'nly  King, 

May  fpeak  their  Joys  abroad. 
[4.  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
t     And  thunders  when  he  pleafe* 

I  2  That 


134  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

That  rides  upon  the  flormy  Sky, 
And  manages  the  Seas.] 

5  This  awful  God  is  outs, 
Our  Father  and  our  Love, 

He  (hall  fend  down  his  heav'nly  Powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  (hall  fee  his  Face, 
And  never,  never   fin  ; 

There  from  the  Rivers  of  his  Grace 
Drink  endlefs  Pleafures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rife 
To  that  immortal  State, 

The  Thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  Blifs 

Should  conftant  Joys  create. 
[8  The  Men  of  Grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below, 
Celeilial  Fruits  on  earthly  Ground 

From  Faith  and  Hope  may  grow. 
9  The  Hill  of  Zion  yields 

AThoufand  facred  Sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  Fields, 

Or  walk  the  golden  Streets. 
io  Then  let  our  Songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  Tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'  ImmanueV^  Ground 

To  fairer  Worlds  on  high. 

XXXT.   C\\n?Cs  Preface  makes  Death  eafy. 
I    *Y7HY  fiiould  we  Hart  and  fear  to  die  ? 
VV  What  rim'rous  Worn.?  we  Mortals  are? 
Death  is  the  Gate  of  endlefs  |oyt 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 


i 


B .  I  r .  Spiritual  S  O  N  G  S.  I  3  5 

2  The  Pains,  the  Groans,  and  dying  Strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  Souls  away  ; 
Stili  we  fhrink  back  again  to  Life, 

Fond  of  ourPrilon,  and  our  Clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  Soul  {hould  ftretch  her  Wings  in  hafte 
Fly  fcarlefs  thro'  Death's  Iron  Gate, 
Nor  feel  the  Terrors  as  me  pafs'd. 

4  Jefus  can  make  a  dying  Bed 
Feel  foft  as  downy  Pillows  are, 
While  on  his  Bread  I  lean  my  Head, 
And  breathe  my  Life  out  fweetly  there. 

XXXII.   Frailty  and  Folly. 

1  1"  TOW  fhort  and  hafty  is  our  Life  ! 
j_  J.   How  vaft  our  SouTs  Affairs  ! 
Yet  fenfelefs  Mortals  vainly  ftrive 

To  lavifh  out  their  Years. 

2  Our  Days  run  throughf.lefly  along. 

Without  a  Moment's  Stay, 
Juft  like  a  Story  or  a  Song, 
We  pafs  our  Lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedlefson, 
And  ever  hafTning  to  the  Tomb, 
Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  dffcrve  the  deepeft  Hell, 

7  hat  flight  the  Joys  above  / 
What  Chains  of  Vengeance  (hould  we  feel 
Th^t  break  fuch  Cords  of  Love  ! 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  Sovereign  Grace, 

And  life  our  Thoughts  on  high, 

I  3  Th# 


136  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

That  we  may  end  this  mortal  Race, 
And  fee  Salvation  nigh. 

XXX rir.  'I  he  blejfed  Society  in  Heaven, 

1    t?  ^SIS  thee,  my  Soul,  fly  np  and  run 
IX  Thro'  ev'ry  heav'nly  Street, 
And  fay,  There's  nought  below  the  Sun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  Feet. 
[2  Thus  will  we  mount  on  facred  Wings, 
And  tread  the  Courts  above  ; 
Nor  Earth,  nor  all  her  mightielr.  Things 
Shall  tempt  our  meaneft  Love.] 

3  There  on  a  high  majdtick  Throne 

Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  (beds  his  glorious  Goodnefs  down 
On  all  the  blifsful  Plains. 

4  Bright,  like  a  Sun,  the  Saviour  fit?, 

And  fpeads  eternal  Noon ; 
No  Ev'nings  there,  nor  gloomy  Nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  Moon. 

5  Amidft  thole  ever-mining  Skies 

Behold  the  facred  Dove, 
While  banim'd  Sin  and  SoTrow  flies 
From  all  the  Realms  of  Love.  " 

6  The  glorious  Tenants  of  the  Place 

StancJ  bending  round  the  Throne  ; 
And  Saints  and  Seraphs  fingand  praife 
The  infinite  Three  One. 
[7  But  O  what  Beams  of  heav'nly  Grace 
.   Tranfport  them  all  the  while  ! 
Ten  Thoufand  Smiles  from  Jefus*  Face, 
And  Love  in  ev'ry  Smile  ! 

7'/«> 


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B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  137 

3  Jefus,  and  when  Pnall  that  dear  Day, 
That  joyful  Hour  appear, 
When  Tlhall  leave  this  Honfe  of  Clay, 
To  dwell  amongft  'em  there  ? 

XXXIV.  Breathing   after  the  Eoh  Spirit :   On 
Fervency    cf  Devotion  dtji-td. 

1    i^OME,  Ho'y  Spirit,   Heav'nly  Dove, 
\>   With  all  thy  quick'ning  PowVs, 
Kmdle  a  Flame  of  facred  Love, 
In  thefecold  Hearts  of  ours. 

3  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  thefe  trifling  Toys  ; 
Our  Souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys, 
.3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  Songs, 
In  v.ain  we  ftrive  to  rife  ; 
Bo/annas  languifli  on  our  Tongues., 
And  our  Devotion  dies, 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  (hall  we  ever  he 

At  this  poor  dying  Rate  ; 
Our  Love  fo  faint,  io  cold  to  thee  ? 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Comes  Holy  Spirit,  Heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  Pow'rs, 
Come,  fhed  abroad  a  Saviour's  Love, 
Andthat  (hall  kindle  ours. 

XXXV.  'Traife  to  God  for  Creation j&f  Redemption , 
1    "J     ET  them  neglecl  thy  Glory   Lord, 

t  JL>   Who  never  knew  thy  Grace, 
.But  our  loud  Songs  (hall  ftill  record 
Tha  Wonders  of  thy  Praife. 

I  4  z  We 


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*}S  HTMNS  and  3.  II 

z  We  raife  our  Shouts,  Q  God,  to  thee. 

And  fend  them  to  thy  Throne, 
All  Glory  to  th]  UNITED  Three, 

The  Undivided  One. 

3  Twas  He   (and  we'll  adore  his  Name) 

That  form'd  us  by  a  Word, 
'Tis  he  reftores  our  ruin'd  Frame  ; 
Salvation  to  the  Lord/ 

4  Hofanna  /  let  the  Earth  and  Skies 

Report  the  joyful  Sound, 
Rocks,  Hills  and  Vales  refleft  the  Voice 
In  one  eternal  Round. 

XXXVI.   ChristV  Intercejfion. 
i   \AT&LLt  the  Redeemer's  gone, 
▼  ▼      T'  appear  before  our  God, 
To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  Throne, 

With  his  atoning  Blood, 
*  No  fiery, Vengeance  now, 

Nor  burning  Wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  Juftice  call  for  Sinners  Blood, 
The  Saviour  fhews  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  Eye 
Our  humble  Suit  he  moves, 

The  Father  lays  his  Thunder  by, 
And  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  Tongues, 
Our  Maker's  Honour  fmgr 

Jefus  the  Prieft  receives  our  Songs, 

And  bears  'em  to  the  King. 
[5   We  bow  before  his  Face, 

And  found  his  Glories  high, 


Jlof&nnm 

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b.  rr.         spiritual  song s.  i £ 

■'  Hofanna  to  the  God  of  Grace 

"  That  lays  his  Th under  by.] 
6  "   On  Earth  thy  Mercy  reigns, 

"  And  triumphs  all  above  ; 
But,  Lord,  how  w.-ak  the  mortal  Strain* 

To  fpeak  immortal  Love  ! 
[7   How  jarring  and  how  low 

Are  a'ii  the  Notes  we  ling  I 
Sweet  Saviour,  tune  our  Songs  anew, 

And  they  fnail  pieafe  the  King  ] 

XXXVII.  The  fame. 
i   T    IFT  up  your  Eyes  to  th'  heav'nly  Seats 
\   i  Where  your  Redeemer  ftays  ; 
Kind  IntercelTor.  there  he  fits, 

And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 

2  Twas  well,  my  Soul,  he  dy*d  for  thee, 

And  died  his  vital  Blood, 
Appeas'd  ftern  Juftice  on  the  Tree, 
And  then  arofe  to  God. 

3  Petitions  now  and  Praife  may  rife, 

And  Saints  their  Off-rings  bring, 
The  Priell  with  his  own  Sacrifice 

Prefents  them  to  the  King. 
[4  Let  Papifts  rruft  what  Names  they  pieafe,-"' 

Their  Saints  and  Angels  boaft  ; 
We've  no  fuch  Advocates  as  thefe, 

Nor  pray  to  th'  heav'nly  Holt  ] 

5  Jefus  alone  mall  bear  my  Cries 
Up  to  his  Father's  Throne  : 
He  (deareft  Lord)  perfumes  my  Sighs, 
Aadfweetens  ev'ry  Groan. 

IS  [6'      • 


Ho  HYMNS  and  B.  [j. 

[6  Ten  thoufand  Praifes  to  the  King, 
Ho/anna  in  the  high'ft  ; 
Ten  thoufand  Thanks  our  Spirits  bring 
To  God  and  to  his  Cbpiji.] 

XXXVIII.  Love  to  God. 

1  .f-f APPY  tne  Heart  where  Graces  rei£«, 
■*  A   Where  Love  infpire*  the  Bread , 
Love  is  the  brighteft  of  the  Train, 
And  ftrengthens  all  the  reft. 
Z  Knowledge,  alas  J  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vaia  our  Fear, 
Our  ftubborn  Sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  Love  be  abfent  there. 

3  'Tis  Love  that  makes  our  chearful  Feet 

In  fwift  Obedience  move, 
The  Devils  know  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  Grace  that  lives  and  fings 

When  Faith  and  Hope  (hall  ceafe  ; 
'Tis  this  fhall  flrike  our  joyful  Stringt 
In  the  fweet  Realms  of  Blifs. 

5  Eefore  we  quite  forfake  our  Clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  Abode, 
|  The  Wings  of  Love  bear  us  away 
To  fee  our  fmiling  God. 
XXXIX.  The  Shortmfs  ani  Mifery  of  Life. 

*    /"\^R  Days'  aIa$  •'  are  mortal  Days, 
\J  Are  ftiort  and  wretched  too  j 

*  Evil  and  Few,  the  Patriarch  fays, 
And  well  the  Patriarch  knew. 

2  'Til 

*  Gen,  xlvii.  q. 


£.11.  Spiritual  SONGS.  HI 

3  Tis  but  at  beft  a  narrow  Bound 
That  Heav'n  allows  to  Men, 
And  Pains  and  Sins  run  thro'  the  Round 
Of  Threefcore  Years  and  Ten. 

3  Well,  if  ye  muft  be  fad  and  few, 

Run  on  my  Days  in  Hafte ; 
Moments  of  Sin,  and  Months  of  Woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fall. 

4  Let  heav'nly  Love  prepare  my  Soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  Skies, 
Where  Years  of  long  Salvation  roll, 
And  Glory  never  dies. 
%L.  Our  Comfort   in    the  Covenant  made   'with 
Christ. 

1  /^VUR  God,  how  firm  his  Promife  (lands, 
V_y  Ev'n  when  he  hides  his  Face  ; 

He  trufts  in  our  Redeemer's  Hands, 
His  Glory  and  his  Graca. 

2  Then  why,  -my  Soul,  thefe  fad  Complain ;s 

Sinee  Chriji  and  we  are  One  ? 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  Saints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son, 

3  Beneath  his  Smiles  my  Heart  has  liv'd, 

And  Part  of  Heav'n  poffeft  ; 
I  praife  his  Name  for  Grace  receiv'd, 
And  truft  him  for  tke  reft. 
XLI.  A  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  Wortt. 
j   TTPto  the  Fields  where  Angels  lye, 
\J     And  living  Waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  Thoughts  leap  out  and  fly- 
But  Sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  Soul, 

Z  Thy 


>42  HTMNS    and  f   q   B-.  II. 

2.  Thy  wond'rous  Blood,  dear  dying  Cbrifl. 
Can  make  this  Load  of  Guilt  remove ; 
And  thou  can'ft  bear  me  where  thou  fly 'ft. 
On  thy  kind  Wirogs,  Celeilial  JDove  I 

3  O  might  T  once  mount  up  and  fee 
The  Glories  of  th' eternal  Skies, 

What  little  Things  thefe  Worlds  wou'd  be  f 
How  defpicable  to  my  Eyes  f] 

4  Had  I  a  Glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  Men  would  vanim  foon, 
Vanim  as  tho*  I  faw  'em  not, 

As  a  dim  Candle  dies  at  Noon. 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  mould  perceive  the  Noife  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  making  Leaf, 

While  rattling  Thunders  round  us  roar. 

6  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  Face, 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  mail  bow  and'fing, 
Thine  endlefs  Grandeur,  and  thy  Grace, 

XLIL     Delight  in  God. 

1   \/fY  G°d'  what  endIe^s  Pkafu res  dwell 
jLVJL  Above  at  thy   Right  Hand  ! 
The  Courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  Graces  (land  ! 
;  The  Swallow  near  thy  Temple  lies, 
And  chirps  a  chcarful  Note  ; 
The  Lark  mounts   upward  tow'rd  thy  Skiw, 

And  tunes  her  warbling  Throat. 
And  we,  when  in  thy  Prefence,  Lord, 
We  fhout  with  joyful  Tongues, 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  243 

Or  fitting  round  our  Father's  Boards 
We  crown  the  Feaft  with  Songs. 
4  While  Jefus  fhines  with  qnick'ning  Gra.ce, 
We  fingand  mount  on  high  ; 
BuHf  a  Frown  becloud  his  Face, 
We  faint,  and  tire,  and  die. 
[5  Juft  as  we  fee  the  fonefome  Dove, 
Bemoan  her  Widow'd  State, 
Wand'ring  me  flies  thro'  all  the  Grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  Mate. 
6  Juft  fo  our  Tho'ts  from  Thing  to  Thing 
In  reftlefs  Circles  rove. 
Juft  fo  we  droop,  and  hang  the  Wing,. 
When  Jefus  hides  his  Love.J 

XLIII.     Christ's  Sufferings  and G/ery. 

x   MOW  for  a  Tune  of  lofty  Praife, 
«*-^»   To   Great  Jehovah^  Equal  Son  I 
Awake,  my  Voice,  in  Heav'nly  Lays, 
Tell  the  loud  Wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  Worlds  of  Light, 
And  the  bright  Robes  he  wore  above  ; 
How  fwift  and  joyful  was  his  Flight 
On  Wings  of  everlafting  Love. 

[3  Down  to  this  bafe,  this  finfulEarth, 
He  came  to  raife  our  Nature  high  ; 
He  came  t'  atone  Almighty  Wrath  ; 
Jtfus  the  God  was  born  to  die.] 
{4  Hell  and  it's  Lions  roar'd  around, 
His  precious  Blood  the  Monflers  fpiir. 
While  weighty  Sorrows  preft  him  down, 
Large  as,  the  Load*  of  all  our  Guilt  ] 

5  Deep 


H4  HTMNS  and  B.  II. 

5  Deep  in  the  Shades  of  gloomy  Death, 
Th'  Almighty  Captive  Pris'ner  lay  : 
Th'  Almighty  Captive  Jeft  the  Earth, 
And  rofe  to  everlailing  Day. 

6  Lift  up  your  Eyes,  ye  Sons  of  Light, 
Up  to  his  Throne  of  mining  Grace, 
See  what  immortal  Glories  fit 
Round  the  fwect  Beauties  of  his  Face. 

.7  Amongft  a  thoufand  Harps  and  Songs 
Jefus  the  God  exalted  reigns, 
His  facred  Name  fills  all  their  Tongues, 
And  echoes  thro'  the  heavenly  Plains. 

XLIV.  Hell'.    Or,  The  Vengeance  of  Goo. 

i  "IT7TTH  holy  Fear,  and  humble  Song, 
V V     The  dreadful  God  our  Souls  a/ore  ; 
tRevVeace  and  Awe  becomes  the  Tp*fgue 
That  fpeaks  the  Terrors  of  his  Ptfw'r. 

2  Far  in  the  Deep  where  Darknefs  dwells, 
The  Land  of  Horror  and  Defpair, 
Juftice  has  bujlt  a  difiaal  Hell, 
And  laid  her  Scores  of  Vengeance  there. 

[3  Eternal  Plagues  and  heavy  Chains, 
Tormenting  Racks  and  fiery  Coals, 
And  Darts  C  inflitt  immortal  Pains. 
J3y'd  in  the  Blood  of  damned  Souls.] 

4  There  Satan  the  firil  Sinner  lies, 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  Iron  Bands  ; 
In  vain  the  Rebel  ftrives  to  rife, 

CruuYd  with  the  Weight  of  both  thy  Hands.] 

5  There  guilty  Ghofts  of  Adams  Race 
Shriek  out  and  howl  beneath  thy  Rod  ; 

Once 


JR.  FT  Spirituals  o  ngs.  145 

Once  they  would  foorn  a  Saviour's  Grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 
fc  Tremble,  my  Soul,  and  kifs  the  Son  ; 

Sinners,   obey  the  Saviour's  Call ; 

E!fe  your  Damnation  hailens  on, 

And  Hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  Fall. 

XLV.  God's  Condefcenfion  to  our  Worjhip. 

f  *"|  ^HY  Favours,  Lord, furprize  our  Soul* 

£.      Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 

What  canll  thou  find  beneath  the  Poles, 

To.tempt  thy  Chariot  downward  thus  ? 
2  Still  might  he  fill  his  (tarry  Throne, 

And  pleafe  his  Ears  with  Gabriel's  Songs  ; 

But  trT  heav'nly  Majefty  comes  down, 
.  And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  Tongues, 
5  Great  God,    what  poor  Returns  we  pay, 

For  Love  fo-  infinite  as  thine  ? 

Words  are  but  Air,  and  Tongues  but  Clay, 

But  thy  Companion's  all  divine. 
XLVI.  Gods  Condefcenfion  to  Human  Affairs- 
t  T  TP  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high, 

\J    And  views  the  Nations  from  afar, 

Let  everlafting  Praifes  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  Bounties  are. 
fs  He  that  can  make  the  Worlds  he  made, 

Or  with  his1  Word,   or  with  his  Rod, 

His  Goodnefs  how  amazing  great ! 

And  what  acondefcending  God  !] 
£5  God  that  muft  ftoop  to  view  the  Skie*, 

.And  bow  to  fee  what  Angels  do, 

Down  to  our  Earth  he  caftshisEyes, 

And  bends  his  Footfteps  downward  too.] 

4  He 


146  HTMNS    and  B.  II. 

4  He  over- rules  all  mortal  Things, 
And  manages  our  mean  Affairs ; 
Oa  humble  Souls  the  King  of  Kinga 
Beftows  his  Counfels  and  his  Cares. 

5  Our  Sorrows  and  our  Tears  we  pour 
Into  the  Bofom  of  our  God. 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  Hour, 
And  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  Load. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  Princes  try 
Such  Condefcention  to  perform  ; 
For  Worms  were  never  rais'd  (o  high. 
Above  their  meaneft  Fellow- Worm. 

7  O  could  our  thankful  Hearts  devife 
A  Tribute  equal  to  thy  Grace, 
To  the  third  Heav'n  our  Songs  mould  rife. 
And  teach  the  golden  Harps  thy  Praife. 

XLVII.  Glory  cindGraceln  the  Perfon  */Xhrift 
1    TVffOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  Song  ! 

XNI    Awake  my  Soul,  awake  my  Tongue ; 

Ho/anna  to  trT  eternal  Name, 

And  all  his  boundlefs  Love  proclaim. 
3  See  where  it  mines  in  Jefus"  Face, 

The  brightell  Image  of  his  Grace  ; 

God  in  the  Perfon  of  his  Son 

Has  all  his  mightiefl:  Works  out  -don. 
3  The  fpacious  Earth,  and  fpreading  Flood 

Proclaim  the  wife,  the  pow'rful  God, 

And  thy  rich  Glories  from  afar, 

Sparkle  in  every  rolling  Star. 
4.  But  in  his  Looks  a  Glory  ftands, 

The  nobleft  Labour  of  thine  Hands  : 

The 


B.  IL  Spiritual  SONGS.  1 47 

The  pleafing  Luftre  of  his  Eyes 
Out-fhines  the  Wonders  of  the  Skies. 

5  Grace!  'tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  Theme; 
My  Thoughts  rejoice  at  Jefus1  Name  : 
Ye  Angels,  dwell  upon  the  Sound, 

Ye  Heav'ns  reflect  it  to  the  Ground. 

6  O  may  I  live  to  reach  the  Place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  Face, 
Where  all  his  Beauties  you  behold, 
And  fing  his  Name  to  Harps  of  Gold  ! 

XLVIH.  Lo<ve  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous. 

1  TJOW  vain  are  all  Things  here  beiow  ! 
JL  4    ^ow  falfe.  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  Pleafure  hath  it's  Poifon  too, 

And  ev'ry  Sweet  a  Sn2re. 

2  The  brighteft  Things  below  the  Sky 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  Light ; 
We  fhould  iufped  fame  Danger  niglj, 
■    Where  we  poilefs  Delight. 

3  Our  deareft  Joys,  and  neareft  Friends, 

The  Partners  of  our  Blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  Minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

4  The  Fondnefs  of  a  Creature's  Love, 

How  flrong  -it  ilrikes  the  Senfe  ! 
Thither  the  warm  Affections  move, 
Nor  cm  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  Beauties  be 

My  Soul's  eternal  Food  ; 
And  Grace  command  my  Heart  away 
From  all  created  Good. 

XLIX 


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»4?  HTMNS  and  B.  II. 

XLIX.   Mofes  dying  in  the  Embrace  of  God. 

1  1~^E  ^TH  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid, 
\J  If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 

•  We  may  walk  thro'  her  darketl  Shade, 
And  never  yield  to  Fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  All  below 

If  my  Creator  bid, 
And  run,  if  I  was  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Mo  fa  did. 

3  Might  1  but  climb  to  Pifgab\  Top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  Land, 
My  Fleih  itfelf  mould  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  Command. 

4  Clafp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  Arms, 

I  would  forget  my  Breath, 
And  lofe  my  Life  among  the  Charms 
Of  (o  divine  a  Death. 
I-<-   Comfort  under  Sorrows  and  Pains. 

1  M°VV1Ct  theLordmy  Saviour  fmi!e. 

•*■  ^    And  mew  my  Name  upon  his  Heart, 
I  would  forget  my  Pains  a- while, 
And  in  the  Pleafure  lofe  the  Smart. 

2  But  oh  !  it  fwells  my  Sorrows  high 
To  fee  my  blefTed  Jefus  frown, 
My  Spirits  fink,  my  Comforts  die, 
And  ail  the  Springs  of  Love  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,  my  Soul,  why  thefe  Complaints  ? 
Still  while  he  frowns  his  Bowels  move  ; 
Still  on  his  Heart  he  bears  his  Saints, 

And  feels  their  Sorrows  and  his  Love. 

4  My  Name  is  printed  on  his  Bread  ; 
His  Book  of  Life  contains  my  Name  : 

ra 


B.   II.  Spiritual    SONGS.  149 

J'J  rather  have  it  there  impreH:, 
Than  in  the  bright  Records  of  Fame. 

c,   When  the  bit  Fire  burns  all  Things  here, 
Tbofe  Letters  (hall  fecurely  ftand, 
And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  Book  appear 
Writ  by  tb'  Eternal  Father's  Hand. 

6  Now  (hali  my  Minutes  fmoothly  run, 
Whillc'here  I  wait  my  Father's  Will  ; 
My  Rifing  and  my  Setting  Sun 
Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  Hill. 

LI.   God  ibe  Son  equal <u-iib  the  Father. 

1    TTJ  RIGHT  King  of  Glory,  dreadful  God/ 
JL5  Our  Spirits  bow  before  thy  Seat, 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  Thought, 
And  wormipat  thine  awful  Feet. 

[2  Thy  Pow'rhath  form'd,  thy  Wifdom  fways 
All  Nature  with  a  Sov'reign  Word  ; 
And  the'bright  World  of  Stars  obeys 
The  Will  of  their  fuperior  Lord.] 

[3  Mercy  and  Truth  unite  in  one, 
And  fmiiing  fit  at  thy  Right  Hand  ; 
Eternal  juflice  guards  thy  Throne. 
And  Vengeance  waits  thy  dread  Command.] 

4  A  thoufand  Seraphs  ftrong  a«d  bright 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
But  who  amoneit  the  Sens  of  Light 
Pretends  Comparifon  with  thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  Frame, 
Jefut,  arrav'd  in  Fleih  and  Blood, 
Thinks  it  no  Robbery  to  claim 

A  full  Equality  with  God. 

6  Their 




150  HTMNS   and  B.  If; 

6  Their  Glory  fhines  with  equal  Beams ; 
Their  Eflence  is  for  ever  one, 

Tho'  they  are  known  bv  different  Names, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Sen. 

7  Then  let  the  Name  of  Chrift  our  King 
With  equal  Honours  be  ador'd  ; 

His  Praife  let  every  Angel  fing, 
And  all  the  Nations  own  the  Lord. 

L1I.   Death  dreadful  or  delightful. 
EATH  !  'Tis  a  melancholy  Day, 
To  thofe  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  Soul  is  fore'd  away 
To  feek  her  laft  Abode. 

2  In  vain  to  Heav'n  fhe  lifts  her  Eyes, 

But  Guilt,  a  heavy  Chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  Skies 
To  Darknefs,  Fire,  and  Pain. 

3  Awake  and  mourn,  ye  Heirs  of  Hell, 

Let  ftubborn  Sinners  fear, 
You  mull  be  driv'n  from  Earth,  and  dwell 
A  long  For  e<ver  there. 

4  See  how  the  Pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 

And  flaflies  in  your  Face. 
And  thou,  my  Soul,  look  downwards  too, 
And  fing  recov'ring  Grace. 

5  He  is  a  God  of  Sovereign  Love 

That  promis'd  Heav'n  to  me  ; 
And  taught  my  Thoughts  to  foar  above, 
Where  happy  Spirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  Right  Hand, 

Then  come  the  joyful  Day, 

Come. 


B.  1 1  Spiritual  gONGS.  151 

Come,   Death,  and  fome  Celeftial  Band, 
To  bi-ar  roy  Soul  away. 

LI II.  1  be  Pilgrimage  of  ?aif.ts:   Or,   Earth  and 
Heaiten. 

1  T     ORD  !  what  a  wrenched  Land  is  this, 
-a—'   That  yields  us  no  Supply  ? 

No  chcaring  Fruits,  no  whoteibme  Trees, 
Nor  Screams  or  living  Joy. 

2  But  pricking  ri "horns  thro'  all  the  Ground, 

And  monai  Poifons  grow, 
And  all  the  Rivers  that  are  found, 
Wiih  dang'rous  Waters  fiOw. 

3  Yet  the  dear  Path  to  thine  Abode 

Lies  thro'  this  horrid  Land, 
Lord  I  we  would  keep  the  heav'nly  Road, 
And  run  at  thy  Command, 
[4  Our  Souls  fhall  tread  the  Defart  thro* 
With  undiverted  Feet  ; 
And  Faith  and  flaming  Zeal  fubduc 
The  Terrors  that  we  meet.] 
[5    A  thoufand  favage  Beau's  of  Prey 
Around  the  Foreft  roam, 
But  Jttdaos  Lion  guards  the  Way, 
And  guides  the  Strangers  home.] 
[6  Long  Nights  and  Darknefs  dwell  below, 
With  fcaice  a  twinkling  Ray  ; 
But  the  bright  World  to  which  we  go 
Is  cvcrlafting  Day.] 
[7  Bv  glimmering  Hopes  and  gloomy  Fears 
We  trace  the  facred  Read, 
Thro'  difmal  Deeps  and  dangerous  Snares 
r;Ve  make  our  Way  to  God.]  8  Oaf 


152  HTMNS    and 

3  Our  Joerncy  i*a  thorny  Maze, 
But  we  march  upward  Hill, 
Forget  theie  Troubles  of  the  Wzys> 
And  reach  at  Sion\  Hi!!. 
[9  See  the  kind  Angels  at  the  Gat- 
Inviting  us  to  con?.«  ; 
There  J ' efus  the  Fore-runner  wait: 
To  welcome  Trailers  home.] 
10  Thereon  a  green  and  flowVy  ftiounv 
Our  weary  Souls  (hall  fit, 
And  with  tnanfporting  Joys  reccant 
The  Labours  of  our  Feet. 
[  1 1   No  vain  Difcourfe  (hall  fill  our  Tcngtre? 
Nor  Trifles  vex  our  Ear, 
Infinite  Grace  (hall  be  our  Song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear. 
12  Eternal  Glories  to  the  King 
That  brought  us  fafely  thro' ; 
Our  Tongues  (hall  never  ceafe  10  Ting, 
A»d  endlefs  Praife  renew. 

LVI.  God\t  PrefcTtfi  is  Light  in  Darknefs. 
i  \  j€Y  GOD,  the  Spring  of  all  my  Toys, 
1.V1  The  Life  of  my  Delights, 
The  Glory  of  my  brighted  Days, 
And  Comfort  of  my  Nights. 

2  Tn  darkeft  Shades  if  he  appear, 

My  Dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is  my  Soul's  fweet  Mcrning-Star, 
And  he  my  rifing  Sun. 

3  The  op'ning  HeavV.s  around  me  ftiine 

With  Beams  of  facred  Blifs, 

whn* 


B.  II".  Spiritual  SO  NG  S.  {     "9 

While  Jefus  (hews  his  Heart  is  mine, 
And  whifpers,   lam  bis. 

4  My  Soul  would  leave  this  heavy  Clay 

At  that  tranfporting  Word, 

Ran  up  with  Joy  the  fhining  Way 

T'  embrace  my  deareft  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs  of  Hell  and  ghaftly  Death, 

I'd  brcJk  thro'  ev'ry  Foe  ; 
The  Wings  of  Love,  and  Arms  of  Faith 
Should  bear  me  Conqu'ror  thro'. 

LV.  Frail  Life  and  Succeeding  Eternity, 
I  HpHEE  we  adore,    Eternal  Name, 
X     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  Frame, 
What  dying  Worms  are  we  ! 
[z   Our  wafting  Lives  grow  fhorter  Mill. 
As  Months  and  Days  increafe  ; 
And  ev'ry  beating  Pulfe  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  Number  lefs. 
3.  The  Year  rolls  round,  and  (teals  away 
The  Breath  that  firft  it  gave  ; 
What  e'er  we  do,  where  e'er  we  be, 
We're  trav'ling  to  the  Grave] 

4  Dangers  (land  thick  thro'  all  the  Ground   - 

To  pum  us  to  the  Tomb, 
And  fierce  Difeafes  wait  around 
To  hurry  Mortals  hsme. 

5  Good  God  !   on  what  a  (lender  Thread  I 

Hang  everlafling  Things ! 
Th'  eternal  States  of  all  the  Dead 
Upon  Life's  feeble  Strings. 

6  Infinite 


r  154.  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

6  Infinite  Joy  or  endlefs  Woe 

Attends  on  ev'ry  Breath  ; 
And    yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  Brink  of  Death  ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drovvfy  Senfe 

To  walk  this  dangerous  Road  ; 
And  if  our  Souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  Geo. 

LVI.   7  be  Mifery  of  being  ivitbeuf  God    in  this 
World'.   Or,   Vain  Ptcfperity. 

s    "^TO*   I  (hall  envy  them  no  more 
JL\1    Who  grow  prophanely  Great, 
Tho'  they  increafe  their  golden  Store, 
And  rife  to  wond'rous  Height. 

2  They  tafte  of  all  the  Joys  that  grow 

Upon  this  earthly  Clod  \ 
Well,  they  may  fearch  the  Creature  thro* 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 

3  Shake  off  the  Thoughts  of  dying  too, 

And  think  your  Life  your  own  ; 
But  Death  comes  haft'ning  on  to  you 
To  mow  your  Glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  muftbow  your  ftately  Head, 

Away  your  Spit  it  flies, 
And  no  kind  Angel  near  your  Bed 
To  bear  it  to  the  Skies. 

5  Go  now,  and  boall  of  all  your  Stores, 

And  tell  how  bright  you  mine  ; 
Your  H^aps  of  glitt'ring  Duft  are  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine. 

Lvn. 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  159 

Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns, 
And  hii  own  Courts  his  Power  fuMains. 
LXT.     A    Thought  of  Dt«tb  and  G lor v, 
I     1^  lY   Soul,  come  medicate  the  Day, 
I  V_l     And  think  how  near  it  ftands, 
When  thou  muft  quit  this  Houie  of  Clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  Lands. 
[2    And  you,  mine  Eyes,  look  down  and   v\  4 
The  hollow  gaping  Tomb, 
Tiiis  gloomy  Prifon  that  waits  for  you 
When  e'er  the  Sammons  come] 
3   O  could  we  die  with  thofe  that  die, 
And  Place  us  in  their  Stead, 
Then  would  our  Spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  conveife  with  the  Dead. 
a.  Then  {hould  we  fee  the  Saints  above 
In  their  own  glorious  Forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  Souls  (hould  iove 
To  dwell  with  mortal  Worms. 
[5    How  fhould  we  fcorn  theft  Cloa.ths  of  Pfcgi, 
Thele  Fetters  and  this  Load  ! 
And  long  for  Evening  to  uu-diefs  ,•        \    ^ 
That  wc  may  reit  with  God .] 
6   We   mould  almoft  forfeke*ou  r  Clay 
Before  the  Summons  come. 
And  pray,  and  wilh  our  Souls  away 
To  their  eternal  Home. 
LXII.     God     the    Thunderer:    Or,    The   Lfi 

'J 'u tigment  and    Hell* 
1    O'^G  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nly  Kotls, 
kj    .And  rroo    O  Earth    Bf*©re. 

*  Made  in  a  great  fatten  S'tor.;-*  of  Thunder,  rtu^uS 
the  zQtbj  1697.  Kj  U 


i6o  HTMNS    and  B.  rr. 

Let  Death  and  Heli  thro'  all  their  Coafls 
Stand  trembling  at  his  PowY 

2  His  founding  Chariot  (hakes  the  Sky, 

He  makes  the  C/ouds  his  Throne, 

There  all  his  Stores  of  Lightning  lie; 

Till  Vengeance  darts  them  down.' 

3  His  Noftnls  breathe  out  fiery  Streams, 

And  from  his  awful  Tongue 
A  SovYeign  Voice  divides  the  Flames, 
And  Thunder  roars  along. 

4  Think,  O  my  Soul,  the  dreadful  Day 

When  the  incenfed  God 
Shall  rend  the  Sky,  'and  burn  the  Sea, 
And  fling  his  Wrath  abroad. 

5  What  (hall  the  Wretch  the  Sinner  do  ? 

He  once  deny'd  the  Lord  : 
But  he  mail  dread  the  Thund'rer  now, 
And  fink  beneath  his  Word. 

6  Tempcfts  of  -ingry  Fire  mail  roll 

To  blaft  the  Rebel  Worm, 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  Soul 
In  one  eternal  Storm, 

LXIIL  A  Funeral  thought. 
I  TJARK !  from  the  Tombs  a  doleful  Sounds 
JlI  Mv  Ears  attend  the  Cry, 
*«  Ye  living  Men,  come  view  the  Ground 
"  Where  you  muft  fliortly  lie. 
a;  "  Prince?,  this  Clay  muft  be  your  Bed, 
"  I^fpite  of  all  your  TowVs  ; 
"  The  Tall,  the  Wife,  the  Rev'rend  Head, 
•'  Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours. 

3  Great 


B .  1 1.  Spiritual  SONGS.  161 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  Doom  f 

And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  Tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more. 

4  Grant  us  the  Pow'rs  of  quick'ning  Grace, 

To  fit  our  Souls  to  fly. 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  Flefn, 
We'll  rife  above  the  Sky. 

LXIV.  God  the  Glory  and  the  Defence  c/Sion. 

1  TJAPPY  the  Church,  thou  facred  Place, 
J7~t  The  Seat  of  thy  Creator's  Grace  % 
Thine  holy  Courts  are  his  Abode, 

Thou  earthly  Palace  ofour  (3od. 

2  Thy  Walls  are  Strength,  and  at  thy  Gates 
A  Guard  of  heav'nly  Warriours  wait  ; 
Nor  mall  thy  deep  Foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  Counfels  and  his  Love.  * 

3  Thy  Foes  in  vain  Defjgns  engage, 
Againft  his  Throne  in  vain  they  rage, 
Like  riftng  Waves  with  angry  Roar, 
That  dam  and  die  upon  the  Shore. 

4  Then  let  our  Souls  in  sion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  Wrath  of  Rome  and  HeU. 
His  Arms  embrace  this  happy  Ground 
Like  brazen  Bulwarks  built  around. 

£  God  is  our  Shield,  and  God  our  Sun  ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  Moments  run, 
On  us  he  Iheds  new  Beams  of  Grace  ; 
-And  we  refktt  his  bri&hteft  Praife, 

LXV. 


*62  HTMNS   and  B,  H. 

LXV.  The    Hope  of  Heaven   our  Support   under 

Trials  on  Earth. 

1  \X7"HEN   l  ««  read  my  Title  clear 

▼  ▼      To  Manfions  in  the  Skies, 
I  bid  Farewell  to  every  Fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  Eyes. 

2  Should  Earth  againft  my  Soul  engage, 

And  hellifh  Darts  be  hmTd, 

Then  I  can  fmile  at  S  Man's  Rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  Wotld. 

3  Let  Cares  like  a  wild  Deluge  come, 

And  Storms  of  Sorrow  tall, 
May  I  but  fafely  reach  my  Home, 
My  God,  my  Heaven,  my  All. 

4  There  I  fhall  bathe  my  weary  Soul 

In  Seas  of  heav'nly  Reft  ; 
And  not  a  Wave  of  Trouble  roll 
Acrofs  my  peaceful  Breatf. 

LXVL   A  ?rofpe&  of  Heaven  makes  Death  eafy. 
t    'Tp  HERE  is  a  Land  of  pure  Delight 
l^      Where  Saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  Day  excludes  the  Night, 
And  Pleafures  banifh  Pain. 
2  There  everlafting   Spring  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  FJowVg  »• 
Death  like  a  narrow  $ea  divides 
This  heav'nly  Land  from  ours. 
[3  Sweet  Fields  beyond  the  fwelling  Flood 
Stand  dreft  in  living  Green  : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  flood, 
While  Jtrdan  roll'd  between. 

4  But 


B     IL  Spiritual    50VG.5.  165 

7  The  more  thy  Glories  (rrike  mine  Eyes, 
The  humbler  J  (hail  lie  ; 
Thus  while  I  fink,  my  Joys  mall  rife, 
U  ;meafurably  high, 

LXIX    7  he  Faithfulmfs  of  Go d  in  the  Promires, 

[1  YiEGiN  myTongut^fomeheav'nlyTheme 
-D   And  fp^ak  fome  boundiefs  Thing,' 
The  mighry  Works,  or  mightier  Name 
Of  ou?  Eternal  King 
t,  Tell  of  his  wond'rous  Faithfulnefs, 
And  found  his  Power  abroad, 
Sing  the  fweet  Promife  of  his  Grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 
%  Proclaim  Salvation  from  the  Lord 
For  stur  etched  dyi.  g  Men  ; 
His  Hano  has  writ  the  facred  Word 
With  an  immortal  Pen. 
4.  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  Brafs 
The  mighty  Promife  mines, 
Nor  can  the  Powers  of  Darknefs  raze 
Thofe  evetlafting  Lines] 
[5  He  that  can  dam  whole  Worlds  to  Deatk, 
And  make  them  when  he  pleafe, 
He  fpeaks,  and  that  Almighty  Breatk 
Fulfils  his  great  Decrees. 

6  His  very  Word  of  Grace  is  ftrong 

As  that  which  built  the  Skies, 
The  Voice  that  rolls  the  Stars  along 
Speaks  all  the  Promifes,- 

7  He  faid,    Let  the  wide  Eea<vn  he  fpreod  \ 

And  Htav'n.  was  ilrttch'd  abroad  ; 

Abrah'ra 


1 65  HYMNS    and  B.  IT. 

Abraham,  Til  be  thy  God,  he  faid, 

And  he  was  Abraham*  God. 
f  O  might  I  hear  thine  heav'nly  Tongue 

But  whifper,  7hou  art  Mine, 
Thofe  gentle  Words  mould  rarfe  my  Song 

To  Notes  almofl  divine. 
9  How  would  my  leaping  Heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  Heav'n  fecure! 
I  truft  the  All-creating  Voice, 

And  Faith  defires  no  more.] 

LXX.    God* s  Dominion  ever  the  Sea,   Pfal.  cvii. 

I*   y^OD  of  the  Seas,   thy  thund'rirfg  Voice 
VJT   Makes  all  the  roaring  Waves  rejoice, 
And  one  foft  Word  of  thy  Command 
Can  fink  them  filerit  in  the  Sand. 

2  Tf  but  a  Mofes  wave  thy  Rod, 
The  Sea  divides  and  owns  it's  God  ; 
The  ftormy  Floods  their  Maker  knew, 
And  let  his  chofen  Armies  thro'. 

j  The  fcaly  Flocks  amidft  the  Sea, 
To  thee  their  Lord  a  Tribute  pay  ; 
The  meaneft  Fi(h  that  fwims  the  Flood 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  Praife  to  God, 

[4  The  larger  Monfters  of  the  Deep, 
On  thy  Commands  Attendance  keep, 
By  thy  Permiffion  fport  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  Way. 

5   If  God  his  Voice  of  Tempeft  rears, 
Leviathan  lies  ftill  and  fears ; 
Anon  he  lifts  his  Noftrils  high, 
And  fpoats  the  Ocean  to  the  Sky,] 

6  How 


B.  IT.  Spiritual   SONGS.  z6y 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  Power  ador'd, 
Amidft  thefe  watry  Nations,  Lord  J 
Yet  the  bold  Men  that  trace  the  Seas, 
Bold  Men  refufe  their  taker's  Praife. 

[7  What  Scenes  of  Miracles  they  fee, 
And  never  tune  a  Song  to  thee  I 
While  on  the  Flood  they  hh\y  ride, 
They  curfe  the  Hand  that  irnooths  the  Tide. 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in  watry  Graves, 

And  fome  drink  Death  among  the  Waves  - 
Yet  thefurviving  Crew  blafpheme, 
Nor  own  the  God  that  refcu'd  them.} 

9  O  for  fome  Signal  of  thine  Hand  ! 
Shake  all  the  Seas,  Lord,  (hake  the  Land 
Great  Judge  defcend,  left  Men  deny- 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  Sky. 

From  the  yoth  to  the  \o%tb  Hymn,  1  hope  the' 
Reader  will  forgive  the  Neglefi  of  Rbime  in  the 
Firji  and  third  Lines  of  the  Stanza. 

LXXI.    Praife  to  God  from  all  Creatures, 

1  *■  "k  ^HE  Glories  of  my  Maker  God 

JL       My  joyful  Voice  fhall  fing, 
And  call  the  Nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 

2  'Twas  his  Right  Hand  that  map'd  our  Clav, 

And  wrought  this  human  Frame  ; 
But  from  his  own  immediate  Breath 
Our  nobler  Spirits  came, 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  Powers  to  God, 

And  worfhip  with  our  Tongues  ; 

^  -    We 


it%  HTMNS  *nd  B.  If. 

We  claim  fome  Kindred  with  the  Skies, 
And  join  th'  Angelic  Soags. 

4  Let  grov'ling  Beajs  of  ev'ry  Shape, 

And  Fowls  of  ev'ry  Wing, 
And  Rocks  and  Trees,  and  Fires,  arid  Seas, 
Their  various  Tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  Planets  to  his  Honour  fhine, 

And  Wheels  of 'Nature  roll, 
Praife  him  in  your  unwearied  Courfe 
Around  the  fteddy  Pole. 

6  The  Brightness  of  our  Maker's  Name 

The  wide  Creation  fills, 
And  his  unbounded  Grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heavenly  Hills. 

LXXII.    7 be  Lord's  Day  :  Or,  The  Refurretlioir 
of  Christ. 

1  T)  LEST  Morning,  whofe  young  dawning 
JD  Behold  our  rifing  Gad,  (Rays 
That  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  Duft, 

And  leave  his  dark  Abode. 

2  In  the  cold  Prifon  of  a  Tomb, 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  Skies  had  brought 
The  Third,  th' appointed  Day. 

3  Hell  and  the  Grave  unite  their  Force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain, 
The  fleeping  Conqueror  arofe 
And  burit  their  feeble  Chain. 

4  To  thy  great  Name,  Almighty  Lord, 

Thefe  facred  Hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  Ho/annas  ftiafl  proclaim 

The  Triumph  of  |ke  Day.    [5  Salvation 


B.  If.  Spinfial   SOXGS.  169- 

[5  Salvation  and  immortal  Praife 
To  oar  victorious  King. 
Let  He.Tv'n,  and  Earth, «nd  Rocks,  and  Seas, 
Wit  a  glad  Hofannai  ring.] 

LXXIII.    Dcxlts  fcatterd  :   Or,   Spiritual  j  oy 
itJior\L 

1  rTENCE  from  my  Soul,  fad  Thoughts  be 
i  J.  And  leave  me  to  my  Joys,  (gone, 
IVJy  Tongue  fhal)  triumph  in  my  God, 

And  make  a  joyful  Noife. 

2  Darknefsan«J  Doubts  had  veil'd  my  Mind, 

And  drown'd  my  Head  in  Tears, 
Till  Sovereign  Grace  with  mining  Rays 
-    Diipell'd  my  gloomy  Fears, 

3  O  what  immortal  Joys  I  felt, 

And  Raptures  all  Divine, 
When  Jc/us  told  me,  I  was  his, 
And  my  Beloved,  mine. 

4  In  vain  the  Tempter  trights  my  Soul, 

And  breaks  my  Peace  in  vain. 
One  Glimpfe,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  Face 
Revives  my  Joys  again. 

LXXIV.   Repentance  from    a    S-nfe   of  Diiine 

Goodnefs:  Or,  A  Complaint  tf  Ingratitude. 
ITS  this  the  kind  Return, 

X  And  thefe  the  Thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  Love, 

Whence  all  our  Bleffings  flow  ! 
2  To  what  a  fiubborn  Frame 

Has  Sin  redue'd  our  IV-lind  ? 
What  ftrange  rebellious  Watches  we. 

And  God  as  ftrangely  kind  !  3  [Oa 


170  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

[3  On  us  he   bids  the  Sua 

Shed  his  reviving  Ray:-, 
For  us  the  Skies  they  Circles  run 

To  lengthen  out  our  Days. 
4  The  Brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  Necks  to  Men, 
But  we  more  bafe,  more  brutifh  Things, 

Rejett  his  eafy  Reign.] 
<j  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  Souls  afrefh, 
Break,  Sov  reign  Grace,  thefe  Hearts  of  Stone, 

And  give  us  Hearts  of  Fleftw 
6  Let  old  Ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  Eyes. 
And  hourly  as  new  Mercies  fall 

Let  hourly  Thanks  arife. 

LXXV.    Spiritual  and  Eternal  Joy  :    Or,   The 

beatific  Sight  of  Christ. 
i    T?ROM  Thee, my  God,  my  Joysfhall  rife, 
JP       And  run  eternal  Rounds, 
Beyond  the  Limits  of  the  Skies, 
And  all  created  Bounds. 

2  The  holy  Triumphs  of  my  Soul, 

Shall  Death  itfelf  out-brave, 
Leave  dull   Mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  Grave. 

3  There  where  my  blefled  Jefus  reigns, 

In  Heav'ns  unmeafur'd  Space, 
III  ip'etid  a  long  Eternity 
In  Pleafure  and  in  Praife. 

4  Millions  of  Years  my  ;  Eyes,      . 
jrisnS^  o^r  thy  Seauties  rove, 

And 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONG  5.  171 

And  endlefs  Ages,  I'll  adore 
The  Glories  of  thy  Love. 
[5  Sweet  Jefus,  ev'ry  Smile  of  thine 
Shall  frefh  Endearments  bring, 
And  thoufand  Taftes  of  new  Delight 
From  all  my  Graces  fpring, 
6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  Soul 
Up  to  thy  blell  Abode. 
Fly,  for  my  Spirit  longs  to  fee 
My  Saviour,  and  my   God.] 

LXXVI.  IheRefurreaianand Afcenfion  */Chrift, 

1  JJOS  ANN  A  to  the  Prince  of  Light, 

That  cloath'd  himfelf  in  Clay, 
Entered  the  Iron  Gates  of  Death, 
And  tore  the  Bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  King  of  Dread. 

Since  our  Emanuel  rofe, 
He  took  the  Tyrant's  Sting  away, 
And  fpoil'd  our  hellifh  Foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqu'ror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  his   Father  flies, 
With  Scars  of  Honour  in  his  Flefh, 
And  triumph  in  his  Eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns. 

And  fcatters  Bleffings  down, 
Our  Jsfus  fills  the  middle  Seat 
Of  the  Celeftial  Throne. 
[5  Raife  your  Devotion,  mortal  Tongues, 
To  reach  his  blert  Abode, 
Sweet  be  the  Accents  of  your  Songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright 


:yz  HYMNS    end  B  II. 

6  Bright  Angels,  ftrikeyour  ioudeft  Strings 
Your  fwcetcfc  Voices  raiie  ; 
Let  Hcav'n  and  all  created  'Things 
Sound  our  Emanutl\  Praiie.] 

LXXVII.  The  ChritiviU'arfare. 

[i  QjTAND  up,  my  Soul,  (hakeofFthy  Fear*, 
^)   And  gird  the  GoTpel-Armour  on, 
March  to  the  Gates  of  endlcf  Joy, 
Where  thy  great  Captain  -Saviour's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  Sins  refill  thy  Courfc, 
But  Hell  and  Sin  are  vanquiuYd  Foes, 
Thy  Jefus  nail'd  them  to  the  Croft, 
And  fung  the  Triumph  when  He  rcfe.] 

[3  What  tho'  the  Prince  of  Dark'nefs '  ra^,_ 
And  wade  the  Fury  of  his  Spight  • 
Eternal  Chains  confine  him  down 
To  fiery  Deeps,  and  enellefs  Nfgh*. 

4  What  tho'  thy  inward  Lurts  rebel  ; 

' Tis  but  a  ilruggling  Gafp  for  Life  ; 
The  Weapons  of  victorious  Grace 
Shall  flay  thy  Sins,  and  end  the  Strife.] 

5  Then  let  my  Soul  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heavenly  Gate, 
There  Peace  and  Joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glitfring  Robes  forConqu'rors  wait. 

6  There  mail  I  wear  a  (tarry  Crown, 
And  triumph  m  Almighty  Grace, 
While  all  the  Armies  of  the  Skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  Praiie. 

LXX V 1 1 L    Redemption  of  Christ. 
I   ittHEN  the  firft  Parents  of  our  Race, 
W    Rebell'd,  and  loft  their  God; 

And 


B .  I  r .  Spiritual  SONGS.  lj$ 

And  the  Infection  of  their  Sin, 
Had  tainted  all  our  Blood  ; 

2  Infinite  Pity  touch'd  'he  Heart 

Of  the  Eternal  SON. 
Defending  from  the  heav'nly  Court, 
He  left  his  Father's  Throne. 

3  ACde  the  Prince  of  Glory  threw 

His  moil  Divine  Array, 
And  wrapt  his  Godhead  in  a  Veil 
Of  our  inferior  Clay. 

4  His  living  Power,  and  dying  Love, 

Redeem'd  unhap-py  Men  ; 
And  rais'd  the  Ruins  of  our  Race 
To  Life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  ourFJefn  and  Soul 

We  joyfully  refign, 
Bled  Je/usy  take  us  for  thy  own, 

For  we  are  doubly  thine. 
%  Thine  Honour  fhall  for  ever  be 

The  Bufinefs  of  our  Days, 
For  ever  (hall  our  thankful  Tongues 

Speak  thy  deferved  Praife. 

LXXIX.  Praife  to  the  Redeemer. 

i   pLUNG'D  inaGulph  of  dark  DefpSlr, 
I      We  wretched  Sinners  lay, 
Without  one  chearful  Beam  of  Hope, 
Or  Spark  of  glimm'ring  Day. 
2  With  pitying  Eyes  the  Prince  of  Grace 
Beheld  our  helplefs  Grief, 
He  faw,  and  (O  amazing  Love  ■) 
He  ran  to  our  Rcli4ef. 

L  4  3  -Down 


*74  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

3  Down  from  the  mining  Seats  above 

With  joyful  Haftehe  fled, 
Enter'd  the  Grave  in  mortal  Fl.efh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  Dead. 

4  He  fpoil'd  the  Powers  of  Darknefs  thus, 

And  brake  our  iron  Chains  ; 
Jefus  has  freed  our  Captive  Souls 
From  everlafting  Pains. 
[5   In  vain  the  baffled  Prince  of  Hell 
His  curfed  Projefts  tries, 
We  that  were  doom'd  his  endlefs  Slaves, 
Are  rais'd  above  the  Skies. J 
6  O  for  this  Love  let  Rocks  and  Hills 
Their  lafting  Silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  Tongues 
The  Saviour's  Praifes  fpeak. 
[7  Yes,  we  will  praife  Thee,  deareft  Lord, 
Our  Souls  are  all  on  Flame, 
Ho  fauna  round  the  fpacious  Earth 
To  thine  adored  Name. 
8  Angels  affift  our  mighty  Joys, 

Strike  all  your  Harps  of  Gold  j 
But  when  you  raife  your  higheft  Notes 
His  Love  can  ne'er  be  told. 
LXXX.    Goo's  awful  Power   andGcodnefs. 

1  O  THE  A]mishty  Lort*  i 

V/    How  matchleis  is  his  Pow'r  f 
Tremble,  0  Earth,  beneath  his  Word, 

While  all  the  Htav'ns  adore. 
2  Let  proud  imperious  Kings 

Bow  low  before  his  Throne, 

Crouch 


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Crouch  to  his  Feet,  ye  haughty  Things, 

Or  he  (hall  tread  you  down. 
5  Above  the  Skies  he  reigns, 

And  with  amazing  Blows 
He  deals  infufFerable  Pains 

On  his  rebellious  Foes. 

4  Yet,  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  Praife  ; 
Thy  Sceptre's  equal  to  thy  Rod, 
The  Sceptre  of  thy  Grace, 

5  The  Arms  of  mighty  Love, 
Defend  our  Si  on  well, 

And  heavenly  Mercy  walls  us  round, 
From  Babylon  and  Hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 
That  fits  enthron'd  above  ; 

Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  Might, 
And  blefs  the  God  of  Love. 

LXXXI.  Our  Sin  the  Caufe  of  Chrift1 's  Death. 

1  A  ND  now  the  Scales  have  left  mine  Eyes, 
-x"1l  Now  I  begin  to  fee  ; 

Oh  the  curs'd  Deeds  my  Sins  have  done  ! 
"What  murtherous  Things  they  be  ! 

2  Were  thefe  the  Traitors,  deareft  Lord, 

That  thy  fair  Body  tore  ? 
Monfters,  that  ftain'd  thofe  heavenly  Liqpbs 
Wirh  Floods  of  purple  Gore  ? 

3  Was  it  for  Crimes  that  I  had  done 

My  deareft  Lord  was  flain, 
When  Juftice  feiz'd  God's  only  Son      . 
And  put  hisSouJ  topaTrfW1*01  w0* 
d^uoiD  4  Forgive 


1 76  HYMNS  and  JB.  II. 

4  Forgive  my  Guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace, 

I'll  wound  my  God  no  more  ; 
Hence  from  my  Heart,  ye  Sins  be  gone, 
For  Jefus  I  adore. 

5  Furnidi  me,  Lord,  with  heavenly  Arms 

From  Grace's  Magazine. 

And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  War 

With  ev'ry  darling  Sin. 

LXXX1I.      Redemption    and    Protection    from 
Spiritual  Enemies. 

1  \  RISE,  my  Soul,  my  joyful  Powers', 
/a  And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 
Awake,  my  Voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  Grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Sin, 

The  Gates  of  gaping  Hell, 
And  nVd  my  Standing  more  fecure 
Than  'twas  before  1  fell. 

3  The  Arms  of  everlafting  Love 

Beneath  my  Soul  he  plac'd, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  fot 
My  flipp'ry  Footfteps  fall, 

4  The  City  of  my  bleft  Abode 

Is  wall'd  around  with  Grace, 
Salvation  for  a  Bulwark  (lands 
To  fhield  the  facred  Place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  fharpeft  Spite, 

And  all  his  Legions  roar, 
Almighty  Mercy  guards  my  Life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  Power. 

6  Arife,  my  Soul,  awake,  my  Voice, 

And  Tunes  of  pkafure  fing,  £oud 


B.  IT.  Spiritual  SONGS.  17? 

Loud  Hallelujah's  fhall  addrefg 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

LXXXIII.  The  fajfton  and Exaltation  of 'Chrift. 
i    ^TpHUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 
J[       A-ixmke  my  dreadful  Sword  ; 
Awake,  my  Wrath,  and  /mite  the  Man 
My  Fellow,  faith  the  Lord. 

2  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  Command, 

And  armed  down  fhe  flies, 
Je/us  fubmits  t'  his  Father's  Hand, 
And  bows  his  Head  and  dies. 

3  But  oh  !  the  Wifdom  and  the  Grace 

That  join  with  Vengeance  now  ! 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  Race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  too. 

4  A  Perfon  f©  divine  as  he 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain, 
That  he  ceuld  give  his  Soul  sway, 
And  take  his  Life  again. 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  ev'ry  Nation  ling, 
And  Angels  found  with  endlefs  Joy 
The  Saviour  and  the  King. 

LXXXIV.  We  fame. 

1  ^lOME  all  harmonious  Tongue, 
V_>*  Your  nobleft  Mufick  bring, 

'Tis  Chrijl  the  everlafting  God, 
And  Chrijl  the  Man,  we  fmg. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  our  Flefh, 
To  take  away  our  Guilt, 

Sing  the  dear  Drops  of  facred  Blood 

Tha;  htllHb  MonfKr  fpilt.  [5  AU*, 


1 7*  HTMNS  and  B.  II. 

[3   Alas,  the  cruel  Spear 

Went  deep  into  his   Side, 
And  the  rich  Flo*d  of  purple  Gore 

Their  murth'rous  Weapons  dyU] 
[4  The  Waves  of  fwelling  Grief 

Did  o'er  his  Bofom  roll, 
And  Mountains  of  Almighty  Wrath 

Lay  heavy  on  his  Soul] 

5  Down  to  the  Shades  of  Death 
Hebow'd  his  awful  Head  j 

Yet  he  arofe  to  live  and  reign, 
When  Death  hklf  is  dead. 

6  No  more  the  bloody  Spear, 
The  Crofs  and  Nails  no  more  ; 

For  Hell  icfelf  makes  at  his  Name. 
And  aH  the  Heav'ns  adore. 

7  There  the  Redeemer  fits 
High  on  the  Father's  Throne  ; 

The  Father  lays  his  Vengeance  by, 
And  fmiles  upon   his  Sob. 

8  There  his  full  Glories  mine 
With  uncreated  Rays, 

And  blefs  his  Saints  and  Angels  Eyes 
Toeverlafting  Days. 

LXXXV.   Sujpdencj  of  Pardon. 

1  WHY  c3°es  yoar  Face' ye  humble  Souls, 

▼  ▼        Thofe  mournful  Colours  wear  ? 
What  Doubts  are theie that  waile  your  Faith 
And   ncurifh  your  Difpuir. 

2  What  tho'  your  num'rous  Sins  exceed  , 

The  Stars    that  fill  the  Skies, 

And 


E.  II.  Sfirituol  SO  SC  S.  I  79 

And  aiming  at  th'  Eternal  Throne 
Like  pointed  Mountain?  rile  ? 

3  What  tho1  your  mighty  Guilt  bevond 

The  wide    Creation   f-vrlj. 
And  has  it's  curVd  Foundations  laid 
Low  as  the  Deep?  of  Hell. 

4  See  here  an  endlefs  Ocean   flows 

Of  never-failing   Grace  ; 

Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  Veins 

The  facred  Flood  increafe  : 

5  It  rifes  high,  and  drowns  the  Hills, 

'T  has  neither  Shore  nor  Bound  : 
Now  if  we  fearch  to  find  our  Sins, 
Our  Sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 

6  Awake,  our  Hearts,  adore  the  Grace 

.  That  buries  all  our  Faults, 
And  pard'ning   Blood  that  fwells  above 
Our  Follies  and  our  Thoughts. 

LXXXV  J.  Freedom from  &'»  andMifery  inHeave?} 

1  I^VUR  Sins,  alas,  how  flrong  they  be  ! 
K^J  And  like  a  violent  Sea, 

They  break  our  Duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  Waves  of  Trouble  how  they  rife  ! 

How  loud  the  Tempefts    roar  ! 
But  Death  (hall  land  our  weary  Souls  , 
Safe  on  the  heav'nly    Shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  fweet  Commands 

Our  fpeedy  Feet  (hall  move. 
No  Sin  mall  clog  our  winged  Zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  Lcve. 

4  There 


i So  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

4  There  flnll  we  fit,  and  fing,  and  tell 
The  Wonders  of  his  Grace, 
Till  heavily  Raptures  fire  our  Hearts,? 
And  fmile  in  ev'ry  Face, 
c   For  ever  his  dear  facred  Name 
Shall  dwell  upon  our  Tongue, 
And  Je/us  and  Salvation  be 
The  Clofe  of  ev'ry  Song. 

LXXXVri.  TbeDivine  Glories  abaite  our  Reafox. 

1  f  TOW"  wond'rous  great,  how  glorious 
ill  Muft  our  Creator  be,  (bright 
Who  dwells  amidil  the  dazzling  Light 

Of  vaft  Infinity  ? 

2  Our  foaring  Spirits  upwards  rife 

Tow'rd  the  Celeftial  Throne, 
Fain  would  we  fee  the  Blefled  Three* 
And  the  Almighty  Owe. 

3  Our  Reafon  ftretches  all  it's  Wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  Skies, 
But  ftill  how  far  beneath  thy  Feet 
Our  groveling  Reafon  lies  I 
[|  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  Souls, 
And  awfully  adore, 
For  the  weak  Pinions  of  our  Mind 
Can  ftretch  a  Thought  no  more.} 
5  Thy  Glories  infinitely  rife 

Above  our  lab'ring  Tongut, 
In  vain  the  higheft  Seraph  tries, 
To  form  an  equal  Song. 
[6  In  humble  Notes  our  Faith  adorli 
The  great  wyfterioys  King, 


Spiritual   SONGS.  l8l 

!  Angels  ftrain  their  nobler  Pow'rs 
And  fweep  tV  immortal  String.] 

LXXXVIII.  Salvation* 
p  ALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  Sound! 
i*5    '  ^»3  Pleafur?  to  our  Ears  ; 
ti  cfov'reign  Balm  for  ev'ry  Wound, 

A  Cordial  for  our  Fears. 
Bury'd  in  Sorrow  and  in  Sin, 

At  Hell's  dark  Door  we  lay, 
Lkjj  wearife  by  Grace  divine 

To  fee  a  heav'nly  Day. 
Salvation  !  let  the  Eccho  fly 

The  fpacious  Earth  around, 
While  all  the  Armies  of  the  Sky 

Confpire  to  raife  the. Sound. 
LXXXIX.  Christ'*  Viftory  over  Satan. 
JJO  S  A  N  N  A  to  our  conqu'ring  King, 

The  Prince  of  Darknefs  flies, 
His  Troops  rum  headlong  down  to  Hell 

Like  Lightning  from  the  Skies. 
There  bound  in  Chains  the  Lions  rotr, 

And  fright  the  refcu'd  Sheep  ; 
But  heavy  Bars  confine  their  Pow'r 

And  Malice  to  the  Deep. 
Hsfanna  to  our  conqu'ring  King, 

All  hail,  incarnate  Love  ! 
Ten  thoufand  Songs  and  Glories  wait 

To  crown  thy  Head  above. 
Thy  Vi&'ries  and  thy  deachlefs  Fame 

Thro'  the  wide  World  fhall  run, 
And  everlafting  Ages  fing. 

The  Triumphs  thou  baft  woa.         ^XC. 


z-2  HTMNS    and 

XC.  Faith  in  Chrift/jr  Pardon  and  SancTijtcatian. 
i    £$OW  fad  our  State  by  Nature  is  ! 

JTl   Our  Sin  how  deep  it  ftains  ! 

And  Satan  binds  our  captive  Minds 
Faft  in  his  flaviih  Chains. 

2  But  there's  a  Voice  of  fovereign  Grace 

Sounds  from  the  facred  Word, 
Ho,  ye  defpairing  Sinners  come, 
And  trujl  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  Soul  obeys  th'  Almighty  Call, 

And  runs  to  this  Relief,  t 
I  would  believe  thy  Promife,  Lord, 

Oh  !  help  my  Unbelief. 
[4  To  the  dear  Fountain  of  thy  Blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly, 
Here  let  me  warn  my  fpotted  Soul 

From  Crimes  of  deepeft  Dye.] 

5  Stretch  out  thine  Arm,  vi&orious  King. 

My  reigning  Sins  fubdue, 
Drive  the  old  Dragon  from  his  Seat, 
With  all  his  hellifh  Crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helplefs  Worm 

On  tby  kind  Arms  I  fall  : 
Be  thou  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs, 
My  Jefus,  and  my  All. 
XCI.  The  Glory  o/QhriH  in  Heaven. 

1  f~^  The  Delights,  the  heav'nly  Joys, 
V_y  The  Glories  of  the  Place 
Wnere  »/fheds  the  brighted  Beams 

Of  his  o'erflowing  Grace  ! 

2  Sweet  Majefty  and  awful  Love 

Sit  failing  on  his  Bro  v,  And 


B.  II.  Spiritual    SONGS,  183 

And  all  the  glorious  Ranks  above 
At  humble  Diftance  bow. 

[3  Princes  to  his  imperial  Name 

Bend  their  bright  Sceptres  down, 
Dominions,  Thrones,  and  Pow'rs  rejoice 
To  fee  him  wear  the  Crown.] 

4  Archangels  found  his  lofty  Praife 

Thro'  evVy  heav'niy  Street, 
And  lay  cheir  higheft  Honours  down, 
SubrnuTive  at  his  Feet, 

5  Thofe  foft,  thofe  bleiTed  Feet  of  his 

That  once  rude  Iron  tore, 
High  on  a  Throne  of  Light  they  ftand, 
And  all  the  Saints  adore; 

6  His  Head,  the  dear  Majeftick  Head, 

That  cruel  Thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  immortal  Glories  mine, 
And  circle  it  around. 

7  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man 

Whom  we  unfeen  adore  ; 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  his  Face, 

Our  Hearts  mall  love  him  more. 
[8  Lord,  how  our  Souls  are  all  on  Fire 

To  fee  thy  bleft  Abode, 
Our  Tongues  rejoice  in  Tunes  of  Fralla 

To  our   incarnate  God. 
9   And  whilft  our  Faith  enjoys  this  Sight, 

We  long  to  leave  our  Clay,  >■=■/ 

And  wifii  thy  fiery  Chariots,  Lord, 

To  fetch  our  Souls  away.] 

xcn. 


i$4  HTMNS    and  B,  II. 

XCII.  IbeCburch  faved&herEnemics  di '/appointed. 
Ccmpofedthe  $tb  #/"  November,   1694. 

1  C  HOU  T  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  Joys 
O  Thro1  the  whole  Nation  run  ; 

Ye  Britijh  Skies,  refound  the  Noife 
Beyond  the  the  rifing  Sun. 

2  Th^e,  mighty  God,  our  Sauls  admire, 

Thee  our  glad  Voices  fing, 
And  join  with  the  Celeftial  Choir, 
To  praife  th'  Eternal  King. 

3  Thy  Pow'r  the  whole  Creation  rules, 

And  on  the  ftarry  Skies 
Sit  fmiling  at  the  weak  Defigns 
•Thine  envious  Foes  devife. 

4  Thy  Scorn  derides  their  feeble  Rage, 

And  with  an  awful  Frown 
Flings  vaft  Confufion  on  their  Plots, 
And  makes  their  Babel  down, 
[5   Their  fecret  Fires  in  Caverns  lay, 
And  we  the  Sacrifice  ; 
But  gloomy  Caverns  ftrove  in  vain 
To  'fcape  all-fearching  Eyes. 

6  Their  dark  Defigns  were  all  reveal'd 

Their  Treafons  all  betray'd  : 
Praife  to  the  Lord  that  broke  the  Snart 
Their  curfed  Hands  had  laid.] 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  Sons  of  Hell 

Still  new  Rebellions  try, 
Their  Souls  (hall  pine  with  envious  Rage, 
And  vex  away  and  die. 
$  Almighty  Grace  defends  our  Land 
From  their  malicious  Pow'r  ; 

-  Let 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  1 8$ 

Let  Britain  with  united  Songs 
Almighty  Grace  adore. 

XCTII.Gopa//,   tmdinalh  Pfalm  Ixxiii  25. 

i    1    |Y  God,  my  Life,  my  Love, 

|V1  To  thee,   to   thee,    I  call, 

1  cannot  live,   if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  All   in  All. 
[2  Thy  miv.ing  Grace  can  cheer 

This  Dungeon    where    I    dwell ; 
Tis  Paradife    whe;':   thou  art  here, 

If  thou  depart,    'tis  Hell.] 
[3  The  Smilings  of  thy  Face, 

How   amiable  they   arei 
'Tis  Heaven  to  reft  in  thine  Embrace, 

And  no  where  elfe  but   there.] 
T4    To  thee,   and  thee  alone, 

The  Angels  owe  their  Blifs  ; 
They  fit  around  thy  gracious  Throne  ; 

And  dwell   where   Jefus  is.] 
[5   Not  -d\\  the  Harps   above 

Can  make  a   heav'nly   Place, 
If  God  his  Refidence  remove, 

Or  but  conceal  his   Face.] 

6  Nor  Earth,  nor  all  the  Sky 
Can  one  Delight  afford, 

No,  not  a  Drop  of  real  Joy 
Without  thy  Prefence,    Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  Sea  of  Love 
Where  all  my  Pleafures  roll 

The  Circle  where  my  Paffions  move, 
And  Centre  of  my  Soul. 

[8  To 


i8>  117  MNS    and  B.  II. 

[8  To  thee  my  Spirits  fly 

With  infinite  Defire, 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear   Jejus,  raife  me    higher.] 

XCIV.  God  my  only  Huppinefs,   Pfal .    JAxiii.  25- 

1    T\/T^  God,  ni7  Portion,  and  my  Love, 
1VJL   My  everlaiting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  Heav'n  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  Ball, 
[z   What  empty  Things  are  all  the  Skies, 
And   this  inferior  Clod  ; 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  my  Joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 
[3   In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  Sun 
Scatters  his  feeble  Light  ; 
Tis  thy  fwee:  Beams  create  my  Nooa 
If  thoa   withdraw,  'tis  Night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reftlefs  Bed 

Amongft  the  Shades  I  roll, 

If  my  Redeemer  (hew  his  Head, 

Tis  Morning  with  my  Soul.] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  Wealth  and  Friends, 

And  Heal  at  and  fafe  Abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thy  Name  for  meaner  Thing:, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  Toy  is  glitt'ring  Wealth, 

if  once  compar'd  to  Thee  ? 
Or  what's  my  Safety,  or  my  Health, 
Or  all  my  Friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I   PoflefTor  of  the  Earth, 

Anu  call'd  the  Stars  my  own, 

Without 


E.  IL  Spiritual  SONGS.  1 87 

Without  thy  Graces  and  thy  Self, 
I  was  a  Wretch  undone. 
8  Let  o'hers  firetch  their  Arms  like  Seas, 
And  grafp  in  all  the  Shore, 
Grant  me  the  Vifits  of  thy  Face, 

And  I  defire  no  more.  r  I\/l     l 

XCV.  Look  on  him  nthcm  they  pierced.  anan:ourr.° 

i    INFINITE  Grief!  amazing   Woe! 
J_  Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  : 
lieU  and  the  Jews  confpir'd  his  Death, 
And  usM  the  Reman  Sword. 

2  Qh  the  (harp  Pangs  of  fmarting  Pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore. 
When  knotty  Whips  and  ragged  Thorns 
His  facred  Body  tore  ! 

3  But  knotty  Whips,  and  ragged  Thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accufe, 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  Bands, 
And  the   more  fpkeful  Jeivs. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  Sins,  my  cruel  Sins, 

His  chief  Tormemers  were  ; 
Each  of  my  Crimes  became  a  Nail, 

And  Unbelief  the  Spear. 
r  'Twere  you  that  puli'd  the  Vengeance  down 

Upon  his  guiitlefs  Head  : 
Break,  break,  my  Heart,  O  burft,  mine  Eyes, 

And  let  my  Sorrows  bleed. 
6  Strike,  mighty  Grace,  my  fiinty  So,ul, 

Till  me; tin?  Waters  Row, 
And  deep  Repentance  dro^-n  mine  Eyes, 

in  ftdiffcmblcd  Woe,  XCVL 


•J»  UTMNS    and  B.  ir. 

XC  VI.  DlfringM  filing  Lsv* :  Or  ^.; -?/.-  ;.•. 
jSjfttf  /icA!  fa<ved. 

1  |~>  OWN  headlong  from  their  native  Slcies 
!_/  The  Rcbel-AneHo  fell, 

And  Tnuncer-bolts  of  filming  Wrath, 
PurlVd  them' deep  to  HdJ. 

2  Down  from  the  Top  of  earthly  Blifi 

Rebellious  Man  was  burl'd, 
And  Jefus   ftoop'd  beneath  the  Grave 
To  reach  a  finking  World. 

3  O  Love  of  infinite  Degree:,  \ 

Unmeafurable  Grace  ! 
Mull  Heav'ns  eternal  Darling  die, 
♦o  fave  a  traifrous    Race'? 

4  Mail  Angels  fink   for  ever  down, 

And  burn  in  quenchlefs   Fire, 
While  God  forfakes  his  mining  Throne 
To  raife  us  Wretches  higher  ? 

5  O!  for  thi,s  Love,  let  Earth  and  Skies 

With  Halhlujahi  ring, 
And  the  full  Choir  of  human  Tongues 
All  Hallelujahs  fing. 

XCVII.  The  fame. 

1  T7<  ROM  Heaven  the  finning  Angels  fell, 
X1    And  Wrath  and  Darknefs  chain'd  them 
But  Man,  vile  Man,  forfook  his  Blifs,  (down; 
And  Mercy  lifts  him  to  a  Crown. 

2  Amazing  Work  of  Sovereign  Grace, 
That  could  diftinguifli  Rebels  (o  I 
Our  guiity  Trealons  call'd  aloud 

For  cvcrlaitiog  Fetors  too. 

T* 


B.  IT.  Spiritual  SONGS.  i  ?$ 

3  To  thee,  to  thee,  Almighty  Love, 

Our  Souls,  our  Selves,  Our  All    we  pay  : 
Millions  of  Tongues  fhall  found  thy  Praifc 
On  the  bright  Hills  of  Heav'nly  Day, 
XCVIII.  Hardnefs  of  Heart  complained  of. 
j    -»   b  Y  Heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  ! 
Jj^J    How  heavy  here  it  lies, 
Heavy  and  cold  within   my  Breail, 
juft  like  a  Rock  of  Ice  ! 
%  Sin  like  a  raging  Tyrant  {m 
Upon  this  flinty  Throne, 
Andev'ry  Grace  lies  bury'd  deep  ^. 

Beneath  this  Heart  of  Stone. 

3  How  feldom  do  I  rife  to  Gcd, 

Or  tafte  the  Joys  above  ? 
This  Mountain  preffes  down  this  Faith; 
And  chills  my  flaming  Love. 

4  When  fmiling  Mercy  courts  my  Soul 

With  all  it's  heav'nly  Charms, 
This  ftubborn,    this  relentlefs  Thing 
Would  thruft  it  from  my  Arms. 

5  Againft  the  Thunders  of  thy  Word 

Rebellious  I  have  flood, 
My  Heart,  it  (hakes   not  at  the  Wrath 
And  Terrors  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  deep  this  E.ock  of  mine, 

In  thine  own  Ciimfon  Sea  I 
None  but  a   Bath   of  Blood  divine 
Can  melt  the  Flint  away. 
XCIX.  Ike  Book  of  God's   Decrees. 
i    j       ET  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  Her 
Lt  /ibas'd  before  their  G6d  i  What. 


190  HYMN  S  and  B.  If. 

What  e'er  his  Sov'reign  Voice  has  form'd 

He  governs  with  a  Nod. 
[2  Ten  thoufand  Ages  e'er  the  Skies 

Were  into  Motion  brought, 
All  the  long  Years  and  Worlds  to  ccme, 

Stood  prefent  to  his  Thought. 

3  There's  not  a  Sparrow  or  a  Worm 

But's  found  in  his  Decrees; 
He  raifes  Monarch*  on  their  Thrones, 
And  finks  them  as  he  pleafe.] 

4  If  Light  attends  the  Courfe  I  run, 

"i  is  he  provides  thofe  Rajs  ; 
And  'tis  his  Hand  that  hides  my  Sun, 
"If  Darknefs  cioud  my  Days. 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concern'd, 

Nor  vainiy  long  to  fee 
The  Voliamns  of  his  deep  Decrees, 
What  Months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  Book  of  Life, 

O   may  I    read  my    Name 
Amongil  the  Chofen  of  his  Love, 
The  Foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

C.  The  Pr efence  af  Chrift  is  the  Life  of  my  Smd. 

[1  rjOW  full  of  Anguiih  is  the  Thought  ? 

JL  J,    How  itdiftracls  and  tears  my  Heart  ? 

If  God  at  laft,  my  Sovereign  Judge, 

Should  frown,  and  bid  my  Soul,  Depart.] 
2  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  Stage, 

Where  fhall  I  fly  but  to  thy  Breail  ? 

For  I  have  fought  no  other  Home; 

For  I  have  learnt  no  other  Reft.  3   I 


B .  I T.  spiritual  SONGS.  191 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  fome  Glimpfes  of  thy  Face; 
And  Heaven  without  thy  Prefence  there 
Would  be   a  dark  and  tirefome  Place. 

4  When  earthly  Cares  engrofs  the  D?.y, 
And   hold    my    Thoughts  afidc  from  thee, 
The  fill ning  Hours  of  chearful  Light, 
Are  long  and  tedious  Years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  Ev'ning  Vifu's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  Soul, 

How  dull  the  Might !  how  fad  the  Shade  I 
How  mournfully   the  Minutes  roll! 

6  This  Fleih  of  mine  might  learn  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  ail  my  Blood ; 
To  breathe  when  vital  Air  is  gone, 

Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  Food. 
[7  Cbriji  is  my  Light,  my  Love,  my  Care, 

My  bleffed  Hope,  my  heav*nly  Prize ; 

Dearer  than  all  my  PaiTions  are, 

My  Limbs,  my   Bowels,  or  my  Eyes. 
3  The  Strings  that  twine  about  my  Heart, 

Tortures  and  Racks  may  tear  them  oiF; 

But  they  can  never,  never  part 

With  their  dear  Hold  of  Cbriji  my  Love.] 
[9  My  God  !  and  can  an  humble  Child 

That  loves  jhee  with  a  Flame  fo  high, 

Be  never  from    thy  Face  exii'd 

Without  the  Pity  of  thine  Eye? 
10  Impoffible, — For   thine    own  Hands 

Have  ty'd  my  Heart  fo  fall   to  thee  j 

And  in  thy  Book  the  Promife  ftands, 

That  where  thou  art,  thy  Frieads  raafl  be.] 
M  CI 


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:;2  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

CI.  The  World's  three  chief  Temptations. 

i    |T7HEN   in  the  Lfght  of  Faith  Divine 
VV      W"e  look  on  Things  below, 
j-lonour,  and  Gold,  and  femual  Joy, 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ? 
\_i   Honour's  a  PufFof  noify  Breath: 
Yet  Men  expofe  their  Blood, 
And  venture  everlafting  Death 
To  gain  that  airy  Good. 

3  Whilit  others  ftarve  the  nobler  Mind, 

And  feed  on  mining  Duft  ; 
They  rob  the  Serpent  of  his  Food 
T'  indulge  a  fordid  Lufc] 

4  The  Pleafures  that  allure  our  Senfe, 

Aredang'rous  Snares  to  Souls  ; 
There's  but  a  Drop  of  flatt'ring  Sweet, 
And  daflfd  with  bitter  Bowls. 

5  God  is  my  All-fuincient  Good, 

My  Portion  and  my  Choice  ; 
In  him  my  vail  Defires  are  fill'd, 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  World  accolls  my  Ear, 

And  tempts  my  Heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  Blifs  fo  dear, 
Nor  part  with  Heav  n  for  you. 

CM.    A   Happy    Refurreclion. 
i    VTO,   Til  repine  at  Death  n.o  more, 
£N    But  with  a  ch earful  Gafp  refign 
To  the  cold  Dungeon  of  the  Grave, 
cfe  dying,  withering  Limbs  of  mine. 
2   Let  Worms  devour  my  wafting  Flelli, 

v  Bones  to  Dull,        My 


B .  n.         Spiritual  Songs.  193 

My  God  (hall  raife  my  Frame  anew, 
At   the  Revival  of  the  Juft. 

3  Break,  -facred    Morning,  thro1  the  Shies, 
Bring  that  delightful,  dreadful  Day, 
Cut  fhort  the  Hours,    dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Thy  lingring  Wheels,  how  long  they  itay  ! 

[4  Our  weary  Spirits  faint  to  fee 
The  Light'  of'thy  returning  Face, 
And  hear  the  Lang-uage  of  thofe  Lips 
Where  God  has  fried  his  richeft  Grace.] 

[5    Hafte  then  upon  the  Wings  of  Love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  fieeping  Clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  jcys, 
And  fmg  the  Triumph  of  the  Day.] 

CIII.  Christ's  Comnujfion,  John    iii.  1 6,  17. 

1  /^OMks  happy  Souls.rfpprcach  your  God, 
\^j   With  new   melodious  Songs, 
Come,  render  to  Almighty  Grace 

The  Tribute  of  your  Tongues. 

2  So  ftrange,  fo  boundlefs  was  the  Love, 

That  pity'd  dying  Men, 
The  Father  feat  his  equpl  Son, 
To  give  them  Life  again. 

3  Thy  Hands,  dear  Jtfitsi   were  not  arm'd 

With    a  revenging  Rod, 
No  hard  Commiffion  to  perform 
The  Vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  Mercy,  all  was  mild. 

And  Wrath  forfoo!:  the  Throne, 
When  CbriJI  on  the  kind  Errand  came, 
And  broueh:  Salvation  down. 

c   Ikres 


£94  BTMNS  *nd  B.  II. 

v  Here,  Sinners,  you  may  heal  your  Wounds', 
And  wipe  your  Sorrows  dry  ; 
Truft  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  Name, 
And  you  lhall  never  die. 
6  See,  deareftLord,  our  willing  Souls, 
Accept  thine  offer'd  Grace  ; 
,  We  blefs  the  great  Redeemer's  Love, 
And  give  the  Father  Praile. 

XIV.  7 he  fame. 

AISE  your  triumphant  Songs 
To  an  immortal  Tune, 
Let  the  wide  Eartn  refounu  the  Deeds 
Celeftial  Grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 
It's  chief  Beloved  chofe, 

And  bid  him  raife  our  wretched  Race 
i?iom  their  Abyfs  of  Woes, 

3  His  Hand  no  Thunder  bears, 
Nor  Te:  ror  cloaths  his  Brow, 

No  Holts  to  drive  our  guilty  Soula  * 
To  fiercer  r  iamcs  below* 

4  'Twat  Mercy  fili'd  the  Throne, 
And  Wrath  Hood  filcnt  by, 

When  Cbrijt  was  fent  with  Pylons  dow» 
To  Rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now  Sinners,  dry  your  Tears, 
Let  hopeiefs  Sorrow  ceafe  ; 

Bow  to  the  Sceptre  of  his  Love, 
And  take  the  ofter'd  Peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  Call, 
We  lay  an  humble  Claim 

To 


B .  I r .  Spiritual   SONGS.  195 

To  the  Salvation  thou  haft  brought, 

And  love  and  praife  thy^Namc. 
C  V .  Repent  an  cefio^xing from  the  Pa  tierce  o/G  0  D « 

1  A  ND  are  we  Wretches  yet  alive  : 
i\   And  do  we  yet  rebel  r 

Tis  boundlefs,  'tis  amazing  Love, 
That  bears  us  up  from  Hell. 

2  The  Burthen  of  our  weighty  Guilt 

Would  fink  us  down  to  Flames. 
And  threafning  Vengeance  roils  above 
Tocrufh  our  feebie  Frames. 

3  Almighty  Gocdnefs  cries,  Forbear, 

And  (crait  the  Thunder  ftays  : 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  Wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  Grace  ? 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  Love, 

Too  long  induljpfd  our  Sin  ; 
Our  aching  Hearts  e'en  bleed  to  fee 
What  Rebels  we  have  b 

5  No  more,  ye  Lufts,  (hall  ye  command, 

No  more  will  we  obey  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy   conqu'ring  Hand, 
And  drive  thy  Foes  away. 

CVI.   Repentance  at   lb;  Crc/s. 

1  (~\   If  rny  Soul  was  fprm'd  for  Woe, 
V_y     How  woul^  I  vend  my  Sighs  ! 
Repentanrie  mou'd  like   Rivers  flow 

From  both  my  lireforning  E; 

2  'Twai  for  civ  Sins  mv  tie  a  re  :t  |Lc 

Flung  on   the  curfed  Tree^ 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  Life 
For  Thee,  my  So^I,  for  Thee.  \    0 


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i96  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

3  O  how  I  hate  thofc  Lnfts  of  mine 

That  crucified  my  God, 
Thofe  Sins  thai  pierc'd  and  naiTd  his  Flejh 
Faft  to  tfee  fetal  Wood. 

4  Yes.  ifiy  Redeemer,  they  mail  die, 
r.     My  Heart  has  (o  decreed  ; 

Kor  will  1  fpare  the  guilty  Things 

That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
r;  Whilft  with  a  melting  broken  Heart 

My  murther'd  Lord  J  view, 
ITI  raife  Revenge  again  ft  my  Sins, 

And  flay  the  MurtbVers  too. 

C  VII.  7 "hi \verl*JiingAl \  fence  of  God  intolerable. 

THAT. awful  Day  will  furely  come, 
Th"  appointed  Hour  makes  halte, 
n  I  muft  (land  before  my  Judge, 
And  pafs  the  folemti  'I  eil. 
2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  Joys, 
Thou  Sov're'tgn  of  my  Heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  Voice 
:    Pronounce  xh^Sounc^  TXefarti 
[3  The  Thunder  of  liiat  difmal  Word 
Would  fo  torment  my  Ear, 
'Twouid  tear  .  lander.  Lord, 

With  moft  tormenting  Fear.] 
[4  What,  to  b   baniftiNJ  from  my  Life, 
And  yet  forbid  to 
To  linger  Hifetemal  lJain, 
Yet  Deach  for  ever  fly  r] 
r  O  wretched  State  of  deep  Defpair, 
To  fee  my  God  remove, 

And 


B.  IT.  Spiritual  SONGS.  197 

And  fix  my  doleful  Station  where  •  ^ 

I  mutt  not  tafte  his  Love. 
6       Jelus,  I  throw  my  Arms  around,  I 

And  hang  upon  thy  Breaft  :  0 

Without  a  gracious  Smile  from  thee, 
M,y  Spirit  cannot  reft. 
'1  O  tell  me  that  my  wotthlefs  Name 
Is  graven  on  thy  Hands, 
Shew  me  fome  Promife  in  thy  Book 
'        Where  my  Salvation  ftands. 
[8  Give  me  one  kind  alluring  Word 
To  fink  my  Fears  again  ; 
And  cheartully  my  Soul  fhall  wait, 
Her  threefcore  Years  and  ten.] 

CVIII.  Acted  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  hj  « 
Mediator. 

1  /*^Oi\lE,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  Eyes 
V....-  Up  to  the  Court  above, 

And  fmiie  to  fee  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  Throne  of  Love. 

2  Once  'twas  a  Seat  of  dreadful  Wrath, 

And  mot  devouring  Flan  t  : 
Our  God  appearM  Confuming  Fire, 
And  Vengeance  was  hir  Name. 

3  Rich  were  the  Drops  oi  jel  s    ^ood 

ThatcainVd  hi*  frowning  Face, 
That  fp'inkU-d  o'er  the  bui  [tin         :rone, 
And  ttrrn'd  the  Wrach  to  Gra 

4  Now  we  may  uow  before  his  Feet, 

1  venture  near  the  Lord   . 
No  fiery  Cherub  guards  his  Scat, 
$or  double-flaming  Sword.  5  Th« 


J9«  HYMNS  and  B.  II. 

5  The  peaceful  Gates  of  heav'nly  Blifs 

Are  open'd  by  the  Son  ; 
High  let  us  raife  our  Notes  of  Praife, 
And  reach  th'  Almighty  Throne. 

6  To  thee  ten  thoufand  Thanks  we  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high  ; 
And  Glory  to  th'  eternal  King 
That  lays  his  Fury  by. 
CTX.   The  Darknefs  of  Providence. 

1  T;'    ORD,  we  adore  thy  vaft  Defigns, 
Lj  Th'  obfcure  Abyfs  of  Providence, 
Too  deep  to  found  with  mortal  Lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  Senfe. 

2  Now  thou  array'ft  thine  awful  Face 
Jn  angry  Frowns,  without  a  Smile  : 
We  thro1  the  Cloud  believe  thy  Grace, 
Secure  of  thy  Companions  ftill. 

3  Thro'  Seas  and  Storms  of  deep  Diflrefg 
We  fail  by  Faith  and  not  by  Sight  ; 
Faith  Guides  us  in  the  Wildernefs, 
Through  all  the  Briars  and  the  Night. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  Rod 
Refolve  to  fcourge  us  here  below  ; 
Still  wemuft  lean  upon  our  God, 
Thine  Arm  fhall  bear  us  fafely  through. 

CX. Triumph  over  Death  in  hope  of  the  Refurreclion. 
i      A  ND  muft  this  Body  die  ? 
J*>  This  mortal  Frame  decay  ? 
And  muft  thefe  adlive  Limbs  of  mine, 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  Clay  ? 
2  Corruption,  Earth  and  Worms, 

Shall  but  refine  hi?  Fltfli,  Till 


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Till  my  triumphant  Spirit  comes, 
To  pat  it  on  afrelh. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  often  from  the  Skies 

Looks  dovvn,  and  watches  all  my  Baft, 
Till  he  mall  bid  it  rife. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  Grace 
Shall  the(z  vile  Bodies  mine, 

And  every  Shape,  and  every  Face 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thefe  lovely  Hopes  we  owe 
To  Jefui  dying  Love  ; 

We  would  adore  his  Grace  below. 
And  ling  his  Pow'r  above. 

6  Dear  Lor^,  accept  the  Praife 
Of  thefe  our  humble  Songs, 

Till  Tunes  of  nobler  Sound  we  raife 
With  our  immortal  Tongues. 

CXI.    'Thanksgiving   for     ViStcry  :    Or,    Goc'i 

Dominion  and  our  De/?~jt  ranee. 
i   ^  70  N  rejoice,  and  Judak  ling  ; 
The  Lord  afTaT.es  his  Throne  ; 
Let  Britain  own  the  heavenly  King, 
And  make  his  Glories  known. 

2  The  Great,  the  Wicked,  and  the  Proud, 

From  their  high  Seats  areJkarid  ; 
Jnhovab  rides  upon  a  Cloud, 
And  thunders  thro'  the  World. 

3  He  reigns  upon  th"  Sternal  Hill*, 

Diftributes  moral  Crowns, 
Empires  are  fix'd  beneath  his  Smiles, 
And  tottsr  at  his  Frowns. 

4  Navies 


203  HTMNS    and  B.  Ii; 

4  Navies  that  rule  the  Ocean  wide 

Are  vanquiftYd  by  his  Breath  ; 
And  Legions  arnTd  with  Power  and  Pride 
Defcend  to  watry  Death. 

5  Let  Tyrants  make  no  more  Pretence 

To  vex  our  happy  Land  ; 
Jebo*vab\  Name  is  our  Defence, 

Our  Buckler  is  his  Hand. 
[6  Long  may  the  King,  our  Sovereign,  live, 

To  rule  us  by  his  Word, 
And  all  the  Honours  he  can  give 

Be  offer'd   to  the  Lord.] 

CXIL  Angeh  mini  firing  to  Christ   and  Saints. 

i    f~^  RE  AT  God, to  what  a  glorious  Height 
\Jg*  Haft  thou  advanced  the  Lord  thy  Son? 
Angeh  in  all  their  Robes  of  Light 
Are  made  the  Servants  of  his  Throne. 

2  Before  his  Feet  their  Armies  wait, 

And  fwift  as  Flames  of  Fire,  they  move, 

To  manage  his  Affairs  of  State 

In  Works  of  Vengeance  or  of  Love. 

3  His  Orders  run  thro'  all  their  Hods, 
Legions  defcend  at  his  Command, 

To  Ihield  and  guard  the  Britiih  Coafts 
When  foreign  Rage  invades  our  Land. 

4  Now  they  are  fent  to  guard  our  Feet 
Upon  the  Gates  of  thine  Abode, 
Tnro'  all  the  Dangers  that  we  meet 
In  travelling  the  heavenly  Road. 

[5   Lord,  when   I  leave  this  mortal  Ground, 
And  thou  ftnll  bid  me  rife  and  come, 

Send 


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Send  a  beloved  Angel  down 
Safe  to  conduct  my  Spirit  home. 
CXIII.    7  be  fame. 

1  *TpHE  Majefty  of  Solomon  ! 

JL       How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tne  Servants  waiting  round  his  Throne, 
The  Ivory  and  the  Gold  ! 

2  But,  mighty  God,  thy  Palace  mines 

With  far  fuperior  Beams  $ 

Thine  Angel  Guards  are  fwift  as  Winds, 

Thy  Minifters  are  Flames. 

[3  Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 

His  Entrance  on  the  Earth, 

A  finning  Army  downward  fled 

To  celebrate  his  Birth. 

4  And  when  oppreft  with  Pains  and  Fears, 

On  the  cold  Ground  he  lies, 
Behold  a  heav'nly  Form  appears 
T'  allay  his  Agonies.] 

5  Now  to  the  Hands  of  Cbrift  our  King, 

Are  all  their  Legions  giv'n  : 
They  wait  upon  his  Saints,  and  bring 
His  chofen  Heirs  to  Heav'n 

6  Pleafure  and  Praife  run  thro'  their  Hod: 

To  fee  a  Sinner  turn  ; 
Then  Satan  has  a  Captive  loft, 
And  Chift  a  Subject  born. 

7  But  there's  an  Hour  of  brighter  Joy 

When  he  his  Angels  fends 
Obftinate  Rebels  to  deftroy, 
And  gather  in  his  Friends. 

8  O 


20z  HTMNS    and  B.  II. 

3  O!  could  I  fay,  without  a  Doubt, 
There  {hall  my  So-ul  be  found, 
Then  lee  the  great  Arch-Angel  (hout, 
And  the  laft  Trumpet  found. 

CXIV.   ChriiVj  Death,   Viaory,  and  Dominion. 
I    ][*  Sing  my  Saviour's  wondrous  Death  ; 
\      He  conquer'd  when  he  fell  : 
*'iis finipfd,  faid  his  Oylrg  Breath, 
-  And  (hook  the  Gates  of  Hell, 
z   Yisjinifrd,   our  F.mamnl  cries, 
The  dreadful  Work  is  done  ; 
Hence  (hall  his  Sovereign  Throne  arife, 
His  Kingdom  is  begun, 

3  His  Crofs  a  fure  Foundation  laid       % 

For  Glory  and  Renown, 
Whejq  thro'  the  Regions  of  the  Dead 
He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  Crown, 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  Side 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 
To  Heaven  and  Hell  his  Hands  divide 
The  Vengeance  or  Reward. 

5  The  Saints  from  his  propitious  Eye, 

Await  their  feveral  Crowns, 

And  all  the  Sons  of  Darknefs  fly 

The  Terror  of  his  Frowns, 

CXV.  God  the  Avenger  of  his  Saints  :  Or,  His 

Kingdom  Supreme. 
I    TJIGH  as  the  Heavens  above  the  Ground 
II  Reigns  the  Creator,  God, 
Wide  as  the  whole  Creation's  Bound 
intends  his  awful  Rod. 

2  Let 


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2  Let  Princes  of  exalted  State 

To  him  afcribe  their  Crown, 
Render  their  Homage  at  his  Feet, 
And  caft  their  Glories  down. 
g  Know  that  his  Kingdom  is  fupreme, 
Your  lofty  Thoughts  are  vain  ; 
He  calls  you  Gods,  that  awful  Name, 
But  ye  muft  die  like  Men. 

4  Then  let  th«  Sovereigns  of  the  Globe 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  Juft  ; 
He  puts  on  Vengence  like  a  Robe, 
And  tre2^s  the  Worm    to  Duft. 

5  Ye  Judges  of  the  Earth,  be  wife. 

And  think  on  Heav'n  with  Fear  ; 
The  meanefl  Saint  that  you  defpife, 
Has  an  Avenger  there.' 

CXVI.  Mercies  and  Thanks. 

1  T  T OW  can  I  fink  with  fuch  a  Prop 
JL~|      As  my  eternal  Gcd, 

Who  bears  the  Earth's  huge  Pillars  up. 
And  fpreads  the  Heav'ns  abroad  I 

2  How  ean  I  die  while  Jefus  lives, 

Who  rofe  and  left  the  Dead  ? 
Pardon  and  Grace  my  Soul  receives 
From  mine  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that   I  am,  and  all  I  have 

Shall  be  forever  thine, 
What  e'er  my  Duty  bids  me  give 
My  chearful  Hands  refign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  feme  Rderv£, 

And  Dsty  did   not  call, 
N 


-4-  HTMNSand  B.  If. 

I  love  my  God  with  Zeal  To  great 
That  I  fhould  eive  him  all. 

CXVII.   liinrgand  dyingnuith  God  prefent. 
I-  T   Cannot  bear  thy  Abfence,  Lord, 
JL  My  Life  expires  if  thou  depart  : 
Be  thou,  my  Heart,  (till  near  my  God, 
And  thou,"  my  God,  be  near  my  Heart* 

2  I  was  not  born  for  Earth  and  Sin, 
Nor  can  I  live  on  Things  fo  vile ; 
Yet  I  would  flay  my  Father's  Time, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  Heav'n  a  while. 

3  Then,  deareft  Lord,  in  thine  Embrace 
Let  me  refign  my  fleeting  Breath, 
And  with  a  Smile  upon  my  Face, 
Pafe  the  important  Hour  of  Death; 

CXVIII.    Ihe   Priejthood  of  Chrift. 

1   TJLOOD  has  a  Voice  to  pierce  the  Skie* 
\_)  Revenge,  the  Blood  of  Abel  cries  ; 
But  the  dear  Stream  when  Cbrift  was  flaia 
Speaks  Peace  as  loud  from  every  Vein. 

a  Pardon  and  Peace  from  God  on  high, 
Behold  he  lays  his  Vengeance  by, 
And  Rebels  that  deferv'd  his  Sword, 
Become  the  Favourites  of  the  Lord. 

3  To  J e fits  let  our  Prailes  rife, 
Who  gave  his  Life  a  Sacrifice  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  his  God,- 
And  for  oui  Pardon  pleads  his  Blood. 

CX1X.  The    Hcly  Scriptures. 
i   1"    ADEN  with  Guilt,  and  full  of  Fears 
JLj  i  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

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And  not  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope  appears 

But  in  thy  written  Word. 
2  The  Volume  of  my  Father's  Grace 

Does  all  my  Griefs  affwage  ; 
Here  I  behold   my  Saviour's  Face 

Almoft  in  ev'ry  Page. 
[3  This  is  the  Field  where  hidden  lies 

The  Pearl  of  Price  unknown, 
That  Merchant  is  divinely  wife, 

Who  makes  the  Pearl  his  own, 

4  Here  confecrated  Water  flows 

To  quench  my  Third  of  Sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  Tree  of  Knowledge  grows* 
No  Danger  dwells  therein  J 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  Strife 

Where  Wit  and  Reafon   fail  ; 
My  Guide  to  everlafting  Life, 
Thro'  all  this  gloomy  Vale. 

6  O  may  thy  Counfels,  mighty  Goi, 

My  roving  Feet  command, 
Nor  I  forfake  the  happy  Road 
That  leads  to  thy  Right  Hand. 

CXX.  The  Laiv  and  Go /pel joined  in  Scripture, 

1  T^HE  Lord  declares  his  Will, 

JL    And  keeps  the  World  in  Awe; 
Amidft  the  Smoke  on  Sinai\  Hill, 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  Law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  Face, 
And  fmiling  from  above, 

Sends  down  the  Gofpel  of  his  Grace, 
Th'  Epiftles  of  his  Love. 

N  2  j  The, 


2c6  ETMNS    and  B.  II. 

3  Thefe  facred  Words  impart 

Our  Maker's  juft  Commands  ; 
The  Pity  of  his  melting  Heart, 

And  Vengeance  of  his  Hands. 
[4  Hence  we  awake  our  Fear, 

We  draw  our  Comfort  hence  ; 
The  Arms  of  Grace  are  treafur'd  here 

And  Armour  of  Defence. 
6  We  learn  Chrift  crucify 'd, 

And  here  behold  his  Blood  ; 
All 'Arts  and  Knowledges  befide 

Will  d©  us  little  Good,] 

6  We  read  the  heavenly  Word, 
We  take  the  ofter'd  Grace, 

Obey  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord 
And  truft  his  Promifes. 

7  In  vain  (hall  Satan  rage 
Againft  a  Book  Divine  ; 

Where  Wrath  and  Lightning  guards  the  Page, 
Where  Beams  of  Mercy  thine. 
CXXI.  The   Law  and  Go/pel  diftinguifoed. 

1  TTHE  Law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 

What  Duties  to  our  God  we  owe ; 
But  'tis  the  Gofpel  muft  reveal 
Where  lies  our  Strength  to  do  his  Will. 

2  The  Law  difcovers  Guilt  and  Sin, 

And  mews  how  vile  our  Hearts  have  been, 
Only  the  Gofpel  can  exprefs 
Forgiving  Love  and  cleanfing  Grace. 

3  What  Curfes  doth  the  Law  denounce 
Againft  tjie  M?n  that  fails  but  once  ? 

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But  in  the  Gofpel  Cbrijl  appears 

Pard'ning  the  Guiit  of  numerous  Years. 
4  My  Soui,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 

Thy  Life  and'  Comfort  from  the  Law, 

Fly  to  the  Hope  the  Gofpel  gives ; 

The  Man  that  trufts  the  Promife,  lives. 
CXXII.  Retirement  and  Meditation. 
i    1\  if  Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 

JLVi    A  Stranger  to   my  Self  and  Thee  ; 

Amidft  a  Thoufand  Thoughts  I  rove 

Forgetful  of  my  higheft  Love, 

2  Why  mould  my  Paffions  mix  with  Earth, 
And  thus  debafe  my  heavenly  Birth  ? 
Why  mould  I  cleave  to  Things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  Flelh  and  Senfe, 

One  Sovereign  Word  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  Voice  Divine, 
And  all  inferior  Joys  refign. 

4  Be  Earth  with  all  her  Scenes  withdrawn  ; 
Let  Noife  and  Vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  fecret  Silence  of  the  Mind 
My  Heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 
CXXIII.  The  Benefit  of  puhlick  Ordinances, 

1  A  WAY  from  every  Mortal  Care, 
XA  Away  from  Earth  our  Souls  retreat ; 
We  leave  this  worthlefs  World  afar, 
And  wait  and  worfhip  near  thy  Seat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace 
We  fee  thy  Feet,  and  we  adore ; 
We  Gaze  upon  thy  lovely  Face, 
And  learn  the  Wonders  of  thy  Pow'r. 

N  3  3  While 


ac8  HYMNS    and  B,  II. 

3  While  here  our  various  Wants  we  mourn, 
United  Groans  afcend  on  high, 
And  Prayer  bears  a  quick  Return 
Of  Bleflings  in  Variety. 

[4  If  Satan  rage,  and  Sin  grow  ftrong, 
Here  we  receive  forae  chearing  Word  ; 
We  gird  the  Gofpel-Armour  on 
To  fight  the  Battles  of  the  Lord. 

$  Or  if  our  Spirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  Confcience  galPd  with  inward  Stings) 
Here  doth  the  Righteous  Sun  arife 
With  healing  Beams  beneath  his  Wings.] 

6  Father,  my  Soul  would  ftill  abide 
Within  thy  Temple,  near  thy  Side  : 
But  if  my  Feet  muft  hence  depart. 
Still  keep  thy  Dwelling  in  my  Heart. 

CXXIV.  Moses,  Aaroh,  and  Joshua. 

1  ,'T~,IS  not  the  Law  of  Ten  Commands 

X     On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  fent  to  Men  by  Mo/a'  Hands, 
Can  bring  us  fafe  to  Heav'n. 

2  'Tis  not  the  Blood  which  Aaron  fpilt, 

Nor  Smoke  of  fweeteft  Smell, 
Can  buy  a  Pardon  for  our  Guilt, 
Or  fave  our  Souls  from  HeJI. 

3  Aaron  the  Pried,  refigns  his  Breath 

At  God's  immediate  Will  ; 
And  in  the  Defart  yields  to  Death 
Upon  th'  appointed  Hill._ 
4.  And  thus  on  Jordan  %  yonder  Side 
The  Tribes  of  1/rael  ftand  j 

While 


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While  JAofes  bow'd  his  Head  and  dy*& 
Short  of  the  promis'd  Land. 
c   Ifrael,  rejoice,  now  *  Jojbua  leads, 
He'll  bring  your  Tribes  to  Reft; 
So  far  the  Saviour's  Name  exceeds 
The  Ruler  and   the  Prieff. 
CXXV.    faith  and   Repentance*    Unbelief  and 

Impenitence. 
I  LIFE  and  immortal  Joys  are  glv'n, 

To  Souls  that  mourn  the  Sins  they've  done, 
Children  of  Wrath  made  Heirs  of  Keav'n 
By  Faith  in  God's  Eternal  Son. 
z  Woe  to  the  Wretch  that  never  felt 
The  inward  Pangs  of  pious  Grief, 
But  adds  to  all  his  crying  Guilt, 
The  ftubborn  Sin  of  Unbelief. 
3  The  Law  condemns  the  Rebel  dead, 
Under  the  Wrath  of  God  he  lies, 
He  feals  the  Curfe  on  his  own  Head, 
And  with  a  double  Vengeance  dies. 

CXXVI.    God  glorified  in  the  Go/pel. 

1  HprfE  Lord  defcending  from  above, 

X     Invites  his  Children  near, 
While  Power  and  Truth  and  boundlefs  Love 
Difplay  their  Glories  here. 

2  Here  in  thy  Gofpel's  wonMrous  Frame 

Frefh  Wonders  we  purfue  : 
A  thoufand  Angels  learn  thy  Name 

Beyond  whate'er  they  knew.  3  Thy 

*  Jolhua  the  farm  with  Jcfus,  andfignines  a   I 
Saviour. 


2io  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

3  Thy  Name  is  writ  in  faireft  Lines, 

Thy  Wifdom  here  we  trace  ; 
Wifdom  thro'  all  the  MyfTry  Ihines, 
And  mines  in  Jefus  Face. 

4  The  Law  its  beft  Obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ; 
And  thy  revenging  Juftice  (hows 
It's  Honours  in  his  Blood. 

5  But  {till  the  Luftre  of  thy  Grace 

Our  warmer  Thoughts  employs 
Gilds  the  whole  Scene  with  brighter  Rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  Joys. 

CXXVII.   Circumcifeon  and  Baptifm, 

(Written  only  for  thofe  <who  practice  the  Baptifm 

of  Infants.) 

1  'TTHUS  did  the  Sons  of  Abraham  pafs 

X     Under  the  bloody  Seal  of  Grace  ; 
The  young  Difciples  bore  the  Yoke, 
Till  Chrijt  the  painful  Bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  Ways  doth  Jefus  prove 
His  Father's  Cov'nant  and  his  Love  ; 
JHe  feals  to  Saints  his  glorious  Grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  Infant  Race. 

3  Their  Seed  is  fp  rink  led  with  his  Blood, 
Their  Children  fet  apart  for  God  ; 
Kis  Spirit  on  their  Off-fpring  fried 
Like  Water  poufd  upon  the  Head. 

4  Let  every  Saint  with  chearful  Voice 
In  this  large  Covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  Children  in  their  early  Days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abraham  Praife. 

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CXXVIII.   Corrupt    Nature  from    Adam, 
i   if)  LESS'D  with  the  Joys  of  Innocence, 
J)  Adam,  our  Father,  flood, 
Tiii  he  debas'd  his  Soul  to  Senfe, 
And  eat  th'  unlawful  Food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  finful  Race, 

To  finful  Joys  inclin'd  ; 
Reafon  has  loit  its  Native  Place, 
And  Flefh  enflaves  the  Mind. 

3  While  Flefh  and  Senfe  and  Paffion  reigns, 

Sin  is  the  fweeteil  Good  : 
We  fancy  Mufick  in  our  Chains, 
And  fo  forget  the  Load. 

4  Great  God,  renew  ourruinM  Frame, 

Our  broken  Pow'rs  reftore, 
Infpire  us  with  a  heav'nly  Flame, 
And  Flefh  fhall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  Law 

Upon  our  inward  Parts, 
And  let  the  fecond  Adam  draw 
'     His  Image  on  our  Hearts. 
CXXIX.  Wt  walk  by  Faith  and  mt  by  Sight. 
i  ,ryi3  by  the  Faith  of  Joys  to  come 

X    We  walk  tW  Defarts  dark  as  Night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  Heav'n  our  Home 
Faith  is  our  Guide,  and  Faith  our  Light. 
%  The  Want  of  Sight  {he  well  fupplies, 
She  makes  the  pearly  Gates  appear, 
Far  into  diftant  Worlds  fhe  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  Glories  near. 
3  Chearful  we  tread  the  Defart  thro', 
While  Faith  infpires  a  heav'nly  Ray, 


2i2  HTMNS    and  B.  II 

Tho"  Lions  roar,  and  Tempefts  blow, 
And  Rocks  and  Dangers  fill  the  Way. 
4.  So  Abraham,  by  divine  Command, 
Left  his  own  Houfe  to  walk  with  God  ; 
His  Faith  beheld  the  promis'd  Lend, 
And  nYd  bis  Zeal  along  the  Road. 

CXXX.    The  new  Creation. 

1  A  TTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Jl\  Doth  his  own  Glories  fhew  ; 
Behold,  1  fit  upon  my  Throne t 

Creating  all  Things  neiv. 

2  Nature  and  Sin  £rf  paXs'A  amjay, 

And  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 
My  Hands  a  ne<w  Foundation  lay, 
See  the  neiv  World  arife. 

3  Til  he  a  Son  of  Righteoufnefs 

To  the  new  Heavns  I  make ; 
None  hut  the  New- horn  Heirs  &f  Grac* 
My  Glories  Jhall  far  take. 

4  Mighty  Redeemer,  fet  me  free 

From  my  old  State  of  Sin? 
O  make  my  Soul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  Powers  within. 

5  Renew  mine  Eyes,  and  form  mine  Ears, 

And  mould  my  Heart  afrefh  ; 
Give  me  new  Paffions,  Joys  and  Fears, 
And  turn  the  Stone  to  Flefh. 
£  Far  from  rhe  Regions  of  the  Dead, 
From  Sin,  and  Earth,  and  Hell, 
In  the  new  World  that  Grace  has  made, 
I  would  for  tver  dwell. 

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CXXXI.  The  Excellency  of  the  Cbri/ftan  Religion. 

I   T     ET  everlafting  Glories  crown 

jLj  Thy  Head,  my  Saviour,and  my  Lord  :  . 
Thy  Hands  have  brought  Salvation  down, 
And  writ  the  Bleffings  in  thy  Word. 

[2  What  if  we  trace  the  Globe  around, 
And  fearch  from  Britain  to  Japan, 
There  mall  be  no  Religion  found 
So  juft  to  Goi,  fo  fafe  to  Man.] 

3  In  vain  the  trembling  Confcience  feeks 
Some  folid  Ground  to  reft  upon  ; 
With  long  Defpair  the  Spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Chrifi  alone. 

4  How  well  thy  blefTed  Truths  agree  ! 
How  wife  and  holy  thy  Commands  f 
Thy  Promifes  how  firm  they  be  ! 

How  firm  our  Hope  and  Comfort  (land*  j 
Xx  Not  the  feign'd   Fields  of  HcatFnilh  MiU 

Could  raife  fuch  Pleasures  in  the  Mind  ; 

Nor  does  the  Turkijh  Paradife 

Pretend  to  Joys  fo  well  renVd] 
6  Should  all  the  Forms  that  Men  devife 

Aflault  my  Faith  with  treach'rous  Art, 

Tdcall  them  Vanity  and  Lies, 

And  bind  the  Gofpal  to  my  Heart. 

CXXXII.    Me  Offices  of  Christ. 
I   IT7E  blefs  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 
\\    That  comes  with  Truth  and  Grace  ', 
Jefus,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  Word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  Ways. 
Z  We  revVence  our  High-Prfeft  above, 

Who  offer'd  up  his  Blood  ;  And 


214  HTMNS    and  B,  II. 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  Love, 
By  pleading  vvith  our  God. 

3  W    honour  our  exaked  King, 

How  fweet  are  his  Commands  f 
He  guards  our  Souls  from  Hell  and  Sin 
By  his  Almighty  Hands. 

4  Hofanna  to  his  glorious  Name, 

Who  faves  by  different  Ways  ; 
His  Mercies  lay  a  fovYeign  Claim 
To  our  immortal  Piaife. 

CXXXIII.  The  Operations  of  the  Hcly  Spirit. 

1  INTERNAL   Spirit,  we  confefs 

11/    And  fingthe  Wonders  of  thy  Grace  ; 
rI  •  /  Power'conveys  our  BJeffings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Inlightcn'd  by  thine  heavenly  Ray, 
Our  Shades  and  i arkneii,  turn  to  Day  ; 
Thine  inward  Teachings  make  us  know 
Our  Danger  and  our  Refuge  too. 

3  Thy  Power  and  Glory  wo»ks  within, 
And  breaks  the  Chains  of  reigning  Sin  ; 
Doth  our  imperious  Lulls  fubdue, 

And  forms  our  wretched  Hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  Confidence  knows  thy  Voice, 
Thy  chearing  Words  awake  our  Joys  ; 
Thy  Word  allays  the  itormy  Wind, 

And  calms  the  Surges  of  the  Mind. 
GXXXJV.     Circumtifion  ahuUJtfd. 
I    *~Y    HE   Promifc  was  divinely  free, 
JL      Extensive  was  the  Grace  : 
1  '■v.ill  the  God  cf  Abrah'ni  be, 

us  Race.  2  He 


B.  II.  Spiritual  S  O  NG  S.  21. 

2  He  (aid,  and  with  a  bloody  Seal 

Confirm'd  tjie  Words  he  fpoke  ; 
Long  did  the  Sons  of  Abr&tfm  feel 
The  fhai\p  and  painful  Yoke. 

3  Till  God's  own  Sen  defcending  low 

Gave  his  own  Flelh  to  bleed ; 

And  Gentiles  tafte  the  Blefling  now 

From  the  hard  Bondage  freed. 

4  The  God  of  Abraham  claims  our  Praife, 

His  Promifes  endure, 
htL&'Chrift  the  Lord  in  gentler  Ways 

Makes  the  Salvation  fure. 
CXXXV.     lypes  and  Prophecies  of  Christ, 
i    T    EHOLD  the  Woman's  promis'd  Seed, 
j|3  Behold  the  great  MeJJjah  come  j 
Behold  the  Prophets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  fuperior  Room. 

2  Abraham  the  Saint  rejoie'd  of  old, 
When  Virions  of  the  Lord  he  faw  s 
Mods  the  Man  of 'God  fcfetold 
This  greatTulfiller  of  his  Law. 

3  The  Types  bore  Witnefs  to  his  Name  ; 
Obtained  their  chief  Defign,  and  ceas'd  | 
The  Incenfe,  and  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
The  Ark,  the  Altar,  and  the  Prieft. 

4  Predictions  in  Abundance  meet 
To  join  their  Bleffings  on  his  Head  ; 
Jcfus^  we  worfhip  at  thy  Feet, 
And  Nations  own  the  promis'd  Seed. 

CXXXVF.  Miracles  at  the  Birth  of  Christ. 
1   THE  King  of  Glory  fends  his  Son 
To  make  his  Entrance  on  this  Earth  : 

Behold    j 


216  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

Behold  the  Midqight  bright  as  Noon, 

And  heavenly  Hofts  declare  his  Birth. 
2  About  the  young  Redeemer's  Head 

What  Wonders  and  what  Glories  meet  ! 

An  unknown  Star  aj-ofe,  and  led 

The  Eaftern  Sages  to  his  Feet. 
.5  Simeon  and  Anna  both  confpire 

The  Infant-Saviour  to  proclaim  ; 

Inward  they  felt  the  facred  Fire, 

And-blefs'd  the  Babe,  and  own'd  his  Name. 
4  Let  Jews  and  Greeks  blafpheme  aloud, 

And  treat  the  holy  Child  with  Scorn  ; 

Our  Souls  adore  th'  eternal  God, 

Who  condefcended  to  be  born. 
CXXXVII.  Miracles  in  the  Life,  Death,    and 

Refurreclion  of  Christ, 
i   TJEHOLD  the  Blind  their  Sight  receive  ; 

J5  Behold  the  Dead  awake  and  live  ; 

The  Dumb  fpeaje  Wonders ;  and  the  Lame 

Leap  like  the  Hart,  and  blefs  his  Name. 

2  Thus  doth  th*  Eternal  Spirit  own 
And  feal  the  Mifiion  of  his  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  Gaufe 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  Crofj. 

3  He  dies  ;  the  Heav'ns  in  Mourning  Hood  ; 
He  rifes,  and  appears  a  God  ; 

Behold  the  Lord  afcending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  Heart 
Ibid  my  Doubts  and  Fears  depart, 
And  to  thofe  Hands  my  Soul  refign, 
Which  bear  Credestials  fo  divine. 

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CXXXVIII.  The   Power  ef  the  Gofpel. 
1    rp  HIS  is  the  Word  of  Truth  and  Love, 
Sent  to  the  Nations  from  above  j 
Jehovah  here  refolves  to  (hew 
What  his  Almighty  Grace  can  do. 
Z  This  Remedy  did  Wifdom  find, 
To  heal  Difeafes  of  the  Mind  ; 
This  Sovereign  Balm,  whofe  Virtues  caa 
Reflore  the  ruin'd  Creature,  Man. 

3  The  Gofpel  bids  the  Dead  revive, 
Sinners  obey  the  Voice,  and  live  ; 

T>ry  Bones  are  rais'd  and  eloath'd  afrem, 
And  Hearts  of  Stone  are  turn'd  to  Fleih. 

4  Where  Satan  reign'd  in  Shades  of  Night 
The  Gofpel  ftrikes  a  heav'nly  Light ; 
Our  Lulls  it's  wond'rous  Power  controuJs, 
And  calms  the  Rage  of  angry  Souls. 

5  Lions  and  Beafts  of  favage  Name 
Put  on  the  Nature  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  wild  World  efteems  it  flrange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  Change, 

6  May  but  his  Grace  my  Soul  renew, 
Let  Sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too  ; 
The  Word  that  faves  me  does  engage 
A  fure  Defence  from  all  their  Rage. 

CXXXIX.  The  Example  of  Christ. 

1  Ik/i  Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord^>^ 
jjf\    I  read  my  Duty  in  thy  Word  ; 

But  in  thy  Life  the  Law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  Characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  Truth,  and  fuch  thy  Zeal, 

Such  Defrtncc  to  thy  Father*  i  Will, 

'  Sock 


21$  UTMNS    and  B.  ir. 

Such  Love,  and  Meeknefs  fo  Divine, 
I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 
3  Cold  Mountains  and  the  Midnight  Air, 
Witnefs'd  the  Fervour  of  thy  Pray'r; 
The  Defart  thy  Temptations  knew, 
Thy  Conflict  any  thy  Vi&'ry  too. 
4  Be  thou  my  Pattern,  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy 'gracious  Imsge  here  ; 
Then  God  the  Judge  fhall  own  my  Name 
Amongft  the  FoIPwers  of  the  Lamb. 

CXL.  'The  Example  of  Christ  and  the  Saints, 
i    (^  I VE  me  the  Wings  of  Faifh  to  rife 

VJT   Within  the  Veil,  and  fee 
The  Saints  above,  how  great  their  Joys, 
How  bright  their  Glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  wet  their  Couch  with  Tears  ; 
They  wreftled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  Sins,  and  Doubts,  and  Fears. 

3  I  aft  them  whence  their  VicYry  came ; 

They  with  united  Breath 
Afcribe  their  Conqueft  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  Triumph  to  his  Death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  Footfteps  that  he  trotf, 

(His  Zeal  infpir'd  their  Bread  :) 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Poftefs'd  the  promis'd  Reft. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  Praife 

For  his  own  Pattern  giv'n, 
While  the  long  Cloud  of  Witnefles 
Shew  the  fame  Path  to  Heav'n. 

CXLI 


B.  IT.  Spiritual  SONGS,  219 

CXLI.   Faith  ajjifted  fa  Senfe  :     Or,   Preaching, 
Baptifm,   and  the  Lord's  Supper, 

1  Tl  /TY  Saviour  God,  my  Sovereign  Prince, 
S\X  deigns  far  above  the  Skies  ! 

But  brings  his  Graces  down  to  Senfe, 
And  helps  my  Faith  to  rife 

2  My  Eyes  and  Ears  {hall  blefs  his  Name, 

They  read  and  hear  his  Word  ; 
My  Touch  and  Tafte  fhall  do  the  fame 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptifmal  Water  is  defign'd 

To  feal  his  cleanfing  Grace  ; 
While  at  his  Feaft  of  Bread  and  Wine 

He  gives  his  Saints  a  Place,  • 

4  But  not  the  Waters  of  a  Flood 

Can  make  my  Flefh  fo  clean, 
As  by  his  Spirit  and  his  Blood 
He'll  wafh  my  Soul  from   Sin. 

5  Not  choiceft  Meats,  or  nobleft  Wines 

So  much  my  Heart  refrefh, 
As  when  my  Faith  goes  thro'  the  Signs, 
And  feeds  upon  his  Flefh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord  that  ftoops  fo  low 

To  give  his  Word  a  Seal  ; 
But  the  rich  Grace  his  Hands  befiow 
Exceeds  the  Figures  ftill. 

CXLI  I    Faith  in  Chrili  our  Sacrifice, 
1   XJOT  all  the  Blood   of  Beails, 

l.\|    On  Je<wi/h  Altars  flain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  Confcience  Peace, 
Or  wafli  away  the  Stain. 

2  But 


2to  HTMNS  and  B. U 

z  But  Chriji  the  heav'nly  Lamb 
,     Takes  all  our  Sins  away  ; 
A  Sacrifice  of  nobler  Name, 
And  richer  Blood  than  they. 

3  My  Faith  would  lay  her  Hand 
On  that  dear  Head  of  thine, 

While  like  a  Penitent  I  ftand, 
And  there  confcfs  my  Sin. 

4  My  Soul  looks  back  to  fee 
The  Burdens  thou  didft  bear. 

When  hanging  on  the  curfed  Tree, 
And  hopes  her  Guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 
To  fee  the  Curfe  remove  ; 

We  bleifs  the  Lamb  with  chearfal  Voice, 
And  fing  his  bleeding  Love. 

CXLTTI.   Fkjb  and  spirit . 
i  WHAT  diffjrent  Pow'rs  of  Grace  and  Sin 
Attend  our  mortal  State  ? 
I  hate  the  Thoughts  that  work  within, 
And  do  the  Works  I  hate. 
2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan  and  die, 
While  Sin  and  Satan  reign  : 
Now  raife  my  Songs  of  Triumphs  high, 
For  Grace  prevails  again. 
J  So  Darknefs  ftruggles  with  the  tight, 
Till  perfeft  Day  arife  ; 
Water  and  Fire  maintain  the  Fight, 
Until  the  Weaker  dies. 
4  Thus  will  the  Flefti  and  Spirit  ftrive, 
And  v«x  and  break  my  Peace  ; 

But 


BIT.  Spiritual  S  ONG  S.  2*1 

But  I  mall  quit  this  mortal  Life, 
And  Sin  for  ever  ceafe. 
CXLIV.    ihe  Effufion  af  the  Spirit :  Or,  the 

Sue  eel's  of  the  Gofpel. 
i   g~\  RE  AT  was  the  Day, the  Joy  was  great, 
Kjf   When  the  divine  Difci  pies  met  ; 
Whilft  on  their  Heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  fat  like  Tongues  ef  cloven  Flame. 
%  What  Gifts,  what  Miracles  he  gave ! 
And  Power  to  kill,  and  Power  to  fave  ! 
Furnim'd  their  tongues  with  wond'rous  words, 
Inflead  of  Shields,  and  Spears,  and  Swords. 

3  Thusarm'd,  hefent  the  Champions  forth, 
From  Eaji  to  Weft,  from  South  to  N*rtb  : 
Got  and  ajfert  ysur  Saviour  s  Caufe, 

Go,  fpread  the  Myffry  of  hit  Crofs. 

4  Thofe  Weapons  of  the  holy  War, 
Of  what  Almighty  Force  they  are, 
To  make  our  ftubborn  Papons  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudeft  Rebels  low  ! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  thefe  heav'nly  Arms  fubduM  ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  Lofs, 

And  hates  the  Do&rine  of  the  Crofs. 

6  Great  King  of  Grace,  my  Heart  fubdue, 
I  would  be  led  in  Triumph  too, 

A  willing  Captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  fing  the  VicVries  of  his  Word. 

CXLV.  Sight  through  a  Glafs,  and  Face  to  Face, 
i    T  LOVE  the  Windows  of  thy  Grace 
X  Thro1  which  my  Lord  is  feen, 

And 


222  HTMNS  and  B.  II. 

And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  Face 
Without  a  Glafs  between. 

2  O  that  the  happy  Hour  were  come, 

To  change  my  Faith  to  Sight  ? 
I  fhall  behold  my  Lord  at  Home 
In  a  diviner  Light. 

3  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

Thefe  interpofing  Days  ; 
Then  (hall  my  Pafiions  all  be  Love, 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  be  Praife. 
CXLVI.    The   Vanity    of   Creatures:    Or,   Ns 
R*fl  on   Earth. 

1  A/f AN  haS  a  S°ul  °f  Vaft  Derires» 
jLVjL  He  burns  within  with  reftlefs  Fires, 
Toft  to  and  fro  his  Pafiions  fly 

From  Vanity  to  Vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  Earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  folid  Good  to  fill  the  Mind, 
We  try  new  Pleafures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  Thirft  and  Torments  flill. 

3  So  when  a  raging.  Fever  burns 

We  (hi ft  from  Side  to  Side  by  Turns, 

And  'tis  a  poor  Relief  we  gain 

To  change  the  Place,  but  keep  the  Pain. 

4  Great  God,  fubdue  this  vicious  Thirfl, 
This  Love  to  Vanity  and  Duft  ? 

Cure  the  vile  Fever  of  the  Mind, 
And  feed  our  Souls  with  Joys  refin'd. 
CXLVTI.    The  Creation  of  the  World,  Gen.  i. 
I    NOW  let   a    fpacious   World  trite, 
Said  the  Creator  Lord  : 

At 


B.  II.  Spiritual  S  O  N  G  S-  223 

At  once  th'  obedient  Earth  and  Skies, 
Rofe  at  his  SovVeign  Word. 
[2  Dark  was  the  Deep  ;  the  Waters  lay 
Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  Land  : 
He  caird  the  Light ;  the  new-born  Day 
Attends  on  his  Command. 

3  He  bids  the  Clouds  afcend  on  high  ; 
The  Clouds  afcend,  and  bear 

A  wat'ry  Treafure  to  trie  bky, 
And  float  on  fofcer  Air. 

4  The  liquid  Element  below 
Was  gather'd  by  his  Hand ; 

The  rolling  Seas  together  flow, 

And  leave  thefoiid  Land. 
e  With  Herbs  and  Plants  a  (flow'ry  Birth) 

The  naked  Glebe  he  crown'd, 
E'er  there  was  Rain  to  biefs,  the  Earth, 

Or  Sun  to  warm  the  Ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  the  upper  Skies  ; 
Behold  the  Sun  appears, 

The  Moon  and  Stars  in  Order  rife 
To  maik  out  Months  anu  Years. 

7  Out  of  the  Deep  th'  Almighty  King 
Did  vital  Beings    frame, 

The  painted  Fowls  of  ev'ry  Wing, 
And  Fifti  of  ev'ry  Name.] 

5  He  gave  the  Lion  and  the  Worm 
At  once  their  wond'rous  Birth 

And  grazing  Beads  of  various  Form 
Rofe  from  the  teeming  Earth. 
g  Adam  was  form'd  of  equal  Clay, 
The'  Sov'reign  of  the  reft, 

Defkn'd 


224  HYMNS    and  B.  II. 

DefignM  for  nobler  Ends  chan  they, 
With  God's  own  Image  blefs'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  Eye' 

The  young  Creation  ftood  : 
He  faw  the  Building  from  on  high, 
His  Word  pronounc'd  it  good. 

1 1  Lord,  while  the  Frame  of  Nature  flands, 

r\  hy  Praife  lhall  fill  my  Tongue: 
But  the  new  World  of  Grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  Song. 

CXLVIII.  God  reconciled  in  CmirsT. 
i   pvEAREST  of  all  the  Names  above, 
1_J  My  Jefus,  and  my  God, 
Who  can  refill  thy  heav'nly  Love, 
Or  triffte  with  thy  Blood  ? 

2  Tis  by  the  Merits   of  thy  Beatfe 

The  Father  imiles  again ;  , 

'Tis  by  thine  interceding  Breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  Men. 

3  Till  God  in  human  Flem  I  fee, 

My  Thoughts  no  Comfort  find  f 
The  Holy,  Juft,  and  Sacred  Three 
Are  Terrors  to  my  Mind. 

4  But  if  lmmanuei\  Face  appear, 

My  Hope,  my  Joy,  begins ; 
His  Name  forbids  my  flavifh  Fear, 
His  Grace  removes  my  Sins. 
5,  While  Jews  on  their  own  Law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  Wifdom  boail, 
I  love  th'  Incarnate  Myftery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  Truft. 

CXLIX* 


B.  II.  Spiritual  S6XGS.  2. 

CXLIX.  Honour  to  Magiflratei :  Or,  Govern- 
ment from  God. 

1  J2  TERNAL  Sov'reign  of  the  Sky, 
Jjj   And  Lord  of  all  below, 

We  Mortals,  to  thy  Majefty 
Our  firft  Obedience  owe. 

2  Our  Souls  adore  thy  Throne  fupreme, 

And  blefs  thy  Providence, 
For  Magiftrates  of  meaner  Name, 
Our  Glory  and  Defence. 
[5  The  Crowns  of  Briti/b  Princes  ftiins 
With  Rays  above  the  Reft, 
Where  Laws  and  Liberties  combine 
To  make  the  Nation  bleft.] 
%  Kingdoms  on  firm  Foundations  Hand 
While  Virtue  finds  Reward  ; 
And  Sinners  perifh  from  the  Land 
By  Juftice  and  the  Sword. 
5  Let  Catfar's  Dut  be  ever  paid 
To  Ctefar  and  his  Throne, 
But  Confciences  and  Souls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone. 

CL.  fbe  Deceit fulneCs  of  Sin, 

1  £)IN  has  aThoufand  treacherous  Arts 
^  To  praftife  on  the  Mind  ; 

With  flatt'ring  Looks  me  tempts  our  Hearts, 
But  leaves  a  Sting  behind. 

2  With  Names  of  Virtue  (he  deceives 

The  Aged  and  the  Young  : 
And  while  the  heedlefs  Wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  Fetters  ftrong, 

3  She 


2 26  HYMNS   a„A  B#IIe 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  Joys  fhe  brings, 

AnJ  gives  a   fair  Pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  Soui  of  heav'nly  Things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  Senfe. 

4  So  on  a  Tree  divinely  fair 

Grew   the  forbidden  Food  ; 
Our  Mother  look  her  Poifon  there, 
And  tainced  all  her  Blood. 

CLI.    Propbe/y  and  Infpiration. 

1  "TTWAS  by  an  Order  from  the  Lord, 

X    The  A.  cient  Prophets  ipokehis  Word; 
His  Spirit  did  their  I  ongues  mfpire, 
And  warm  d  their  Hearts  with  heav'nly  Fire. 

2  The  Works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirm'd,  the  MelTages  they  brought  i 
The  Prophet's  Pen  fucceeds  his  Breath, 

To  fave  the  holy  Words  from  Death. 

3  Great  God,  mine  Eyes  with  Pieafure  look 
On  the  dear  Volume  of  thy  Book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  Face  I  fee, 

And  read  his  Name  who  dy'd  for  me. 

4  Let  the  falfe  Raptures  of  the  Mind 
Be  loft  ana  vanifh  in  the  Wind  ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  Hope  (ecure, 
This  is  thy  Word,  and  muft  endure. 
CL1I.  Sinai  and  Sion,  B'b.  xii.    18,  &c. 

i  ^]^T  t0  tnc  rerrors  of  the   Lord, 
i»^    Fhe  Tempeir,  Fire  and  Smoke, 
Not  r-o  the  Thunder  of  that  Word 
Wnich  God    on  Sinai  fpoke  ; 
2  But  we  are  come  to  .S/Ws  L 
Ths  City  of  our ( 

Where 


B.  II.  Spiritual    SONGS,  %%j 

Where  milder  Words  declare  his  Wil!> 
And  fpread  bis  Love  abroad, 

3  Behold  ihT  innumerable  Holt 

Of  Angtls  cloath'd  in  Light ; 
Behold  the  Spirits  of  the  Juft 
Whofe  Faitk  is  turned  to  Sight. 

4  Behold  the  bleft  Afferobly  there, 

Whofe  Names  are  writ  in  Heav'n  $' 
And  God,  the  Judge'of  All,  declares 
Their  vileft  Sins  forgiv'nj 

5  The  Saints  on  Earth,  and  all  the  Dead,' 

But  one  Communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Cbriji  their  living  Read, 
And  of  his  Grace  partake. 

6  In  fuch  Society  as  this 

My  weary  Soul  would  reft  ; 
The  Man  who  dwells  where  Je/us  is 
Muft  be  for  ever  blefs'd. 

CLIII.  The  Diftemper,  Folly  andMainefi  of$i£ 

i    OIN,  like  a  venomous  Difeafe, 
»3  lnfeds  our  vital  Blood; 
The  only  Balm  is  SovVeign   Grace, 
And  the  Phyfician,  God. 
2  Our  Beauty  and  our  Strength  are  fled, 
And  we  draw  near  to  Death  ; 
B^t  Cbriji  the  Lord/rccalls  the  Dead 
With  his  Almighty  Breath. 
y  Madnefs  by  Nature  reigns  within, 
The  PaiJions  burn  and  rage, 
Till  God's  own  Son  with  Skill  divine 
Th«  inward  Fire  afiwage, 

&  [4  W6f 


223  BTMNS   ar.d  B.  II. 

[4  We  lick  the  Duft,  we   gra/p  the  Wind, 
And  folid  Good  defpife  ; 
Such  is  the  Folly  of  the  Mind 
Till  y*fus  makes  us  wife, 
e  We  give  our  Souls  the  Wounds  they  fee], 
We  drink  the  pois'nous  Gall, 
And  rufh  with  Fury  down  to  Hell  ; 
But  Heav'n  prevents  the  Fall.] 
6  The  Man  poffefs'd  amongft  the  Tombs, 
Cuts  his  own  Flefh,  and  cries ; 
He  foams,  and  raves,  till  Jefus  comes, 
And  the  foul  Spirit  flies.] 
CLIV.   gelf-RigbteoufneJs   tnfujjicient. 
l*  *IY7HERE  are  the  Mourners  (faith   the 

W  (Lord) 

««  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  Word, 
"  That  walk  in  Darknefs  all  the  Day  ? 
"  Come,  make  my  Name  your  Truft  and  Stay 

[2  No  Wcrks  nor  puties  of  your  own 
.■*«  Can  for  the  fmalleft  Sin  atone; 
"  f  The  Robes  that  Nature  may  provide 
««  Will  not  your  leaft  Pollutions  hide. 

3  "  The  fofteft  Couch  that  Nature  knows 
"  Can  give  the  Confcience  no  Repofe : 
«'  Look  to  my  Righteoufnefs,  and  live; 
"  Comfort  and  Peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4<:  Ye  Sons  of  Pride  that  kindle  Coals 

-  ««  With  your  own  Hands  to  warm  your  Souls, 
"  Walk  in  the  Light  of  your  own  Fire, 
"  Enjoy  the  Sparks  that  ye  defire. 

5  »  This 

*  I/ai,  1.  10.  11.  \  I/ai.  xxviii.  20. 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  229 

r  «  This  is  your  Portion  at  my  Hand  j 
5  «<  Hell  waits  you  with  her  Iron  Bands, 

«  Ye  (hall  lie  down  in  Sorrow  there, ,     . 

«  In  Death,  in  Darknefs,   and  De'.pair. 
CLV.  Christ  our  Paflver. 

1  J    O,  the  deilroying  Angel  Hies 

I  ,  To  Pharaoh's  ftubbom  Land  ! 
The  Pride  and  Flower  of  %^dies 
By  his  vindidlive  Han«J. 

2  He  pafsM   the  Tents  of  Jc:cob  o'er, 

Nor  pour'd  the  Wrath  Divine  ; 
He  faw  the  Blood  on  ev'ry  Door, 
And  blefs'  the  peaceful  Sign. 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  mail  bleed 

To  break 'th1  Egffii**  Yoke ; 
Thus  Jfrael  is  from  Bondage  freed, 
An^  'fcapes  the  Angel's  Stroke. 

4  Lord,  if  my  Heart  were  fpnnkled  too 

With  Blood  fo  rich  as  thine, 

Juftice  no  longer  would  puvfue 

This  guilty   Soul  of  mine. 

5  Jefuso'dv  Pallbver  was  flain, 

And  has  at  once  procur'd 
Freedom  from  Satan  s  heavy  Cham, 
And  God's  avenging  Sword. 
CLVI.  Preemption  and  Defpair  :  Or,  Satan 's 

various  Temptations. 
1   T  Hate  the  Tempter  and  his  Charms, 
X  I  hate  his  flatt'ring  Breath  ; 
The  Serpent  takes  a  thoufand  Forms 

To  cheat  our  Souls  to  Death.  2  ne 


*3°  TiTMNS  and  B.  II. 

c  He  feeds  our  Hopes  witk  airy  Dreams, 
Or  k'lls  with  flavifh  Fear; 
And  holds  us  itilljn  wide  Extreams, 
Preemption,  or  Defpair. 
3  Now  he  perfuades,  how  eafy  'tis 
'To  walk  the  Road  to  Heav'n  ; 
Anon  he  fwells  our  Sins,  and  cries, 
They  cannot  be  forgirfn. 
[4  He  bids  young  Sinners,  Tet  forbear 
To  think  of  God  or  Death  ; 
For  Prayer  and  Devotion  are 
But  melancholy  Breath. 

5  He  tells  the  Aged,  They  muft  die, 

Ank  "'tis  too  late  to  fray  ; 
In  vain  for  Mercy  now  they  cry, 
For  they  have  lojl   their  Day.] 

6  Thus  he  fupports  his  cruel  Throne 

By  Mifchief  and  Deceit ; 
And  drags  the  Sons  of  Adam  down 
To  Darknefs  and  the  Pit. 
J  Almighty  God,  cut  fhort  his  Power, 
Let  him  in  Darknefs  dwell  ; 
And  that  he  vex  the  Earth  no  more, 
Confihe  him  down  to  Hell. 
CLVII.  The  Same. 

?   ^JOW  Satan  com«s  with  dreadful  Roar, 
_L^I      And  threatens  to  deltroy  ; 
He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour 
With  a  malicious  Joy. 
3b  Ye  Sons  of  God,  oppofe  his  Rage, 
Refill,  and  he'iJ  be  gone; 

Thus 


B.II.  Spiritual   SONG  S,  *£ 

Thus  did  our  deareft  Lord  engage 
And  vanquifh  him  alone. 
*  Now  he  appears  almoft  Divine, 
Like  innocence  and  Love  ; 
Buc  the  old  Serpent  lurks  within, 
When  he  afftsmes  the  Dove. 
4  Fly  from  the  falfe  Deceiver's  Tongue, 
Ye  Sons  of  Adam*  fly  ; 
Our  Parents  found  the  Snare  too  ftrong, 
Nor  mould  the  Children  try. 
CLVIII.  Few  }aved :  Or,  'The  Almoft  CbrijlUn, 

the  Hvpocrite,  and  Apojlate. 
2    nROAD'is  the  Road  that  lesds  to  Death, 
13     And  Thoufands  walk  together  there  ; 
But   Wifdom  (hews  a  narrower  Path 
With  here  and  there  a  Traveller. 

2  Deny  thy  Self,   and  take  ihy  Crofs, 

Is  this  the  Redeemer's  great  Command  ; 
Nature  muft  count  her  Gold  but  Drdfs, 
If  {he  would  gain  this  heav'nly  Land. 

3  The  fearful  Soul  that  tires  and  faints. 
And  walks  the  Ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  cfteem'd  almoft  a  S:iu, 

And  makes  his  own  Deftruclion  fure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  Hopes  be  vain, 
Create  my  Heart  entirely  new, 
Which  Hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain. 
Which  falfe  Appoflates  never  knew. 

CLIX.   An  unconverted  State:  Or,  Convert';:?, 
Grace. 

GREAT   Kingof  Glory  and  or  Grace, 
Wp  own  with  humble  Shares 

O  x  How   . 


#■  nrMNs  a**  b.  ir. 

How  vile  is  our  degenerate  Race, 
And  our  full  Father's  Name.] 
2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  Blood, 
The  Poifon  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all  that's  Good, 
And  willing  Slaves  to  Sin. 
[3  Daily  we  break  thy  holy  Laws, 
And  then  reject  thy  Grace  j 
Engag'd  in  the  old  Serpanc's  Caufe 
Againft  our    Maker's  Face.] 
r£  We  live  eftrang'd  afar  from  God, 
And  love  the  Diftance  well ; 
With  Halle  we  run  the  dang'rous  Road 
That  leads  to  Death  and  Hell. 
5  And  canfuch  Rebels  he  reftor'd  ! 
Such  Natures  made  Divine  I 
Let  Sinners  fee  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
And  feel  this  Pow'r  of  jhine /' 
€  We  raifeour  Father's  Name   on  hi«h 
Who  his  ovvne  Spirit  fends  ■ 

To  bring  rebellious  Strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  Foes  to  Friends. 
CLX.   Qufiom  in  S/», 

*   I  ^T  the  WiId  LeoP"^of  the  Wood 
*-*  Put  off  the  Spots   that  Nature  gives, 
Then  may  the  Wicked    turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  Temper  and  their  Lives. 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  Slaves 

Wafhoutthe  Darknefs  of  their  Skin; 
The  Dead  as  well  may  leave  their  Graves, 
As  dd  Tranfgreffo:*  ceafe  to  fin. 

3  Where 


B.   II.  Spiritual    SONGS.  233 

3  Where  Vice  has  held  it's  Empire  long 
'Twill  not  endure  the  leaft  Controul  5 
None  but  a  Power  divinely  ftrong 
Can  turn  the  Current  of  the  Soui. 

4  Great  God,  I  own  thy  Power  Divine, 
That  works  to  phange  this  Heart  of  mine 
1  would  be  fornTd  anew,  and  blefs 

The  Wonders  of  Creating  Grace  ; 

CLXI.  Cbriftian  Virtues:  Or,  The  Difficulty  of 
Ccn'verfion. 

1  QTRAIT  is  the  Way,  the  Door  is  ftrait, 

5  That  kad» t0  J°>'s  on  hiSft  > 
*I*js  but  a  few  that  find  the  Gate, 
Wfciie  Crowds  rniftake,  and  die  ; 

2  Beloved  Self  rnu ft  be  deny'd, 

The  Mind  and  Will  rehew'd, 
Paffion  fupprefs'd,  and  Patience  try*d,       *r* 

And  vain  Defires  fubdu'd. 
[3  Fiefh  is  a  dang'rous  Foe  to  Grace, 

W7here  it  prevails  and  rules  ; 
Flefe  mult  be  humbled,  Pride  abas'd, 

Left  they  deftroy  our  Souls. 

4  The  Love  of  Geld  be  banifh'd  hence, 

(That  vile  Idolatry) 
And  every  Member,  every  Senfe 
In  fweet  Subjection  lie] 

5  The  Tongue,  that  moft  unruly  PowV, 

Requires  a  ftrong  Reftraint  ; 
We  muft  be  watchful  every  Hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord,  can  a  feeble  helpleis  Worm. 

Fulfil  a  Tafk  fo  hard  ?  Thy 


234  HYMNS  and  B.  II 

Thy  Grace  muft  all  my  Work  perform 
And  Give   the  free   Reward 
CLXII.  Meditation  of  Heaven :  Or,  Tbi    J:y 

cf  Faith. 
i    X  A Y  thoughts furmountthefelower  Skies, 
IVJL  And  look  within  the  Veil  ; 
There  Springs  of  endlefs  Pieafures  rife, 
The  Waters  never  fail. 

2  There  I  behold  with  fweet  Delight 

The  blefled  Three  in  One  ; 
And  ftrong  Affections  fix  my  Sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 

3  His  Promife  ftands  for  ever  firm, 

Hi6  Grace  (hall  ne'er  depart ; 
He  binds  my  Name  upon  his  Arm, 
And  feals  it  on  his  Heart. 

4  Light  are  the  Pains  that  Nature  brings, 

How  fhortour  Sorrows  are, 
When  with  Eternal  future  Things 
The  Prefent  we  compare  ! 

5  I  would  not  be  a  Stranger  dill 

To  that  Csleftial  Place, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell 
Near  my  Redeemer's  Face. 

CLXIII   Complaint  cf  Defertion  and  Temptation. 
i    |~AEAR  Lord,  behold  our  fore  Diftrefs ; 
jt_J   Our  Sin-,  attempt  to  reign  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  Arm  of  conqu'ring  Grace, 
And  let  thy  Foes  be  flain. 
[i  The  Lion  with  his  dreadful  Roar 
Affrights  thy  feeble  Sheep  ; 

Reveal 


B.  II.  Spiritual  $  O  NG  S.  * 

Reveal  the  Glory  of  thy  Pow'r, 
And  Chain  him  to  the  Deep. 

3  Mull  we  indulge  a  long  Defpair  ? 

Shall  our  Petitions  die  ? 
Our  Mournings  never  reach  thine  Ear, 
Nor  Tears  affe$  thine  Eye  I] 

4  If  thou  deipifea  mortal  Groan, 

Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  Blood  ; 
An  Advocate  fo  near  the  Throne, 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  Goti. 
"5  He  bought  the  Spirit's  powerful  Swor^ 
To  flayour  deadly  Foes; 
Our  Sins  mall  die  beneath  tby  Word, 
And  Hell  in  vain  oppofe. 
(6  How  boundlefs  is  vox  Father's  Grace, 
Jn  Height,  and  Depth,  and  Length  i 
He  makes  his  Sop  our  Righteoufcefs, 
His  Spirit  is  our  Strength. 
CLXIV.   Ue  End  0/  the  World. 

1  XX/HY  mould  this  Earth  delight  us  fo  \ 

▼  V    Why  mould  we 'fix  our  Eyes 
On  this  low  Ground,  where  Sorrows  grow. 
And  every' Pleafu re  dies  ? 

2  While  Time  his  fharpeft  Teeth  prepares 

Our  Comforts  to  devour, 
There  is  a  Land  above  the  Stars, 
And  Joys  above  his  Power. 

3  Nature  (hall  be  diflbtv\i   and  die, 

The  Sun  muft  end  his  Race, 
The  Earth  and  Sea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  Face. 

4  When 


236  HYMNS  and  B.  IL 

When   will  that  glorious  Morning  rife  ? 

When  the  laft  Trumpet  found, 
And  call  the  Nations  to   the  Skies, 

From  underneath  the  Ground  ? 

CLXV.  Unfruitfulnefu  Ignorance  yandunjanclifyd 
Affections. 

i    T    ONG  have  I  fat  beneath  the  Sound 
1— /     Of  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 
But  ftill  how  weak  my  Faith  is  found, 
And  Knowledge  of  thy  Word  ! 
2  Oft  I  frequent  thy   holy  Place, 
And  hear  almofl:  in  vain; 
How  fmall  a  Portion  of  thy  Grace 
My  Mem'ry   can  retain  ! 
[3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 
How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  Judgments  of  thy   Rod, 
And  Blefiings  of  thy  Throne] 
[4.  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  Love  ! 
How  negligent  my  Fear  ! 
How  low  my  Hope  of  Joys  above  ! 
How  few  Affections  there  !] 
5  Great  God,  thy  Sov'reign  Power  impart, 
To  give  the  Word  Succefs ; 
Write  the  Salvation  in  my  Heart, 
And  make  me  learn  the  Grace. 

[6  Show  my  forgetful  Feet  the  Way 
That  leads  to  Joys  on  high  ; 
Their  Knowledge  grows  without  Decay 
And  Love  fhall  never  die. 

CLXVL 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  zyj 

CLXVI.    "The    Divine   PerftBions. 

i  TJow  ftia11 1  Praire  th'  Eternal  God> 
J~"j[  That  Infinite  Unknown  ? 
Wh«  can  afcend  his  high  Abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  Throne  ? 
[2  The  great  Invifible  !  He  dwells 
Conceal'd  in  dazling  Light; 
But  his  All-fearching  Eye  reveals 
The  Secrets  of  the  Night. 
3  Thofe  watchful  Eyes  that  never  fleep, 
Survey  the  World  around  ; 
His  Wifdcm  is  a  boundlefs  Deep 

Where  all  our  Thoughts  are  drown'd.] 
[4  Speak  we  of  Strength  ?  His  Arm  is  ftrong 
To  fave  or  to  deftroy  5 
Infinite  Years  bis  Life  prolong, 
And  endlefs  is  his  Joy. 
[5  He  knows  no  Shadow  of  a  Change, 
Nor  alters  his  Decrees ; 
Firm  as  a  Rock  his  Truth  remains 
To  guard  his  Promifes.] 
[6  Sinners  before  his  Prefence  die  ; 
How  Holy  is  his  Name  ! 
His  Anger  and  his  Jealoufy 
Burn  like  devouring  Flame.] 
7  Juftice  upon  a  dreadful  Throne 
Maintains  the  Rights  of  God  ; 
While  Mercy  fends  his  Pardons  down, 
Bought  with  a  Saviour's  Blood. 
3  Now  to  my  Soul,  immortal  King, 
Speak  fome  forgiving  Word  ; 

The* 


238  HTMNS   ant  B.  11/ 

Then  'twill  be  double  Joy  to  fin* 
The  Glories  of  my  Lord. 

CLXVir.    The  Divine  PerfeBions. 
i    r~^  REAT  God,  thy  Glories  ftuli  employ 

VJ   My  holy  Fear,  my  humble  Joy  ; 

My  Lips  in  Songs  of  Honour  bring 

Their  Tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 
[2  Earth  and  the  Stars,  the  Worlds  unknown,' 

Depend  precarious  on  his  Throne  ; 

All  Nature  hangs  upon  his  Word, 

And  Grace  and  Glory  own  their  Lord.] 
[3   His  fovereign  Power  what  Mortal  knows  ? 

If  he  command,  who  dares  oppofe  ? 

With  Strength  he  girds  himfelf  around 

And  treads  the  Rebels  to  the  Ground  J 
[4  Who  (hall  pretend  to  teach  him  Skill  ? 

Or  guide  the  Counfels  of  his  Will  ?     . 

His  Wifdom,  like  a  Sea  Divine, 

Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  Line.} 
[5   His  Name  is  Holy,  and  his  Eye 

Burns  with  immortal  Jealoufy  ; 

He  hates  the  Sons  of  Pride,  and  (heds 
.    His  fiery  Vengeance  on  their  Heads.} 
[6  The  Beamings  of  his  piercing  Sight 

Bring  dark  Hypocrify  to  Light; 

Death  and  Deftru&ion  naked  lie, 

And  Hell  uncover'd  to  his  Eye.] 
[7  TV  eternal  Law  before  him  Hands  ; 

His  Juftice  with  impartial  Hands 

Divides  to  all  their  due  Reward, 

Or  by  the  Scepter,  or  the  Sword, 

[8  Hia 


B.  IL  Spiritual  SONG  S.  23% 

[8   His  Mercy  like  a  boundlefs  Sea, 
Wafhes  our  Loads  of  Guilt  away' 
While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd 
T  engage  his  Juftice  on  our  Side.]  ' 

[9  Each  of  his  Words  demands  my  Faith 
My  Soul  can  reft  on  all  he  faith; 
His  Truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  largeft  Prcmife  of  his  Lips.] 
10  O  tell  me  with  a  gentle  Voice, 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  '1 
Fiird  with  thy  Love,  J  dare  proclaim 
The  bnghteft  Honours  of  thy  Name. 

CLXVIII.  The /am. 

IJEJ2'iAH  T^> h"  Th'°ne  is  high; 
His  Robes  are  Light  and  Majefty  ; 
His  Glory  mines  with  Beams  fo  bright 
JNo  mortal  can  fuftain  the  Sight. 

2  His  Terrors  keep  the  World  in  Awe 
His  Julhce  guards  his  holy  Law, 
His  Love  rereals  a  falling  Face, 

His  Truth  and  Promife  itz\  the  Grace. 

3  Th^°;a!ihiscW^ks,his  Wifdom  mines, 
And  baffles  Satmns  deep  Defigns  ; 

His  Pow'r  is  Sov'rdgn  to  fulfil 
The  nobleft  Counfels  of  his  Will. 
4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ' 
Then  let  my  Songs  with  Angels  join  : 
Heav'n  is  fecure  if  God  be  mine. 

*  CLXIK 


2fo  HTMNS  and  B.  II. 

CLXIX.  7 be  fame  ;  as  the  cxlviii   Pfelm. 
i   rj^HE  Lord  JEHOVAH  reigns, 
X     His  Throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  Garments  he  affumes 
Are  Light  and  Majefty  ; 
His  Glories  fhine 
With  Beams  fo  bright. 
No  mortal  Eye 
Can  bear  the  Sight. 

2  The  Thunders  of  his  Hand 

Keep  the  wide  World  in  Awe  ; 
Hia  Wrath  and  Juftice  ftand 
To  guard  his  holy  Law  ; 

And  where  his  Love 

Refolves  to  blefs, 

His  Truth  confirms 

And  feals  the  Grace. 

3  Thro'  all  his  ancient  Works 

Surprifing  Wifdom  fh'mes, 
Confounds  the  Pow'rs  of  Hell, 
And  b-eaks  their  curs'd  Defigns. 

Strong  is  his    Arm, 

And  (hall  fulfil 

His  great  Decrees, 

His  Sov'reign  Will. 
And  can  this   mighty  King 
Of  Glory  condefcend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  Name, 
My    Father  and  my  Friend  ? 

I   love  his  Name, 

I  love  his  Word  ; 

Join  ail  my    Pow'rs, 

And  praile  the  Lord.  <~LA 


B.  II.  Spiritual  SONGS. 


'tomprthenfibh  and  Sovereign. 
[i»/^>iAN  Creatures  to  Perreclion  find 


CLXX.  G 

\^j  Th'  Eternal  uncreated  Mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largert  Stretch  of  Thought 
Meafure  and  fearch  his  Nature  out  f 

2  'Tis  high  as  Heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  Hell 
And  what  can  Mortals  know  or  teiJ  J ' 
His  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky,  * 
And  all  the  ihining  Worlds  on  high 

3  But  Man,  vain  Man,  would  fain  be  wife, 
Born  like  a  wild  young  Colt  he  flies 
Thro   all  the  Follies  of  his  Mind, 
Andfmellsand  fnufTs  the  empty  Wind  J 

4  God  is  a  King  of  Power  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  Orders  of  his  Throne  ; 
If  he  refolve,  who  dare  oppofe, 

Or  afk  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  Heart,  anc  he  makes  whole; 
He  calms  the  Tempcft  of  the  Soul ; 
When  he  (huts  up  in  long  Defpair, 

Who  can  remove  the  heavy  Bar  ?  * 

6  t1?6  f/0W?s>  fd  D*rknefs  veil's  the  Moon, 

ItK     iTg  S r"  xgr°VVS  dlm  St  Nc°n  '* 

f  The  Pillars  of  Heav'ns  itarry  R00f 
Tremble  and  Hart  at  his  Reproof 

7  He  gave  the :  vaulted  Heav'n  its  Form, 
The  crooked  Serpent  and  the  Worm  • 
He  breaks  the  Billows  with  his  Breath, 
And  fmites  the  Sons  of  Pride  to  Deach. 

Pz 8  Thefe 

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g  Thefe  are  the  Portion  of  his  Ways, 
But  who  (hall  dare  defcribe  his  Face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  Light  ?  Or  ftand 
To  hear  the  Thunders  of  his  Hand  \ 


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HYMNS 

AND. 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


BOOK      III, 


Prepared  for  the  Holy  Ordinance  of  the 

Lord's    Siinni»r 


Lord's  Supper. 


I*  TheLord's  SuPPer  injlitutei,  1  Cor.  xi.  23,  tgc. 

1  'npWASon  that  dark, that  doleful  Night 

A    When  Powers  of  Earth  arid  Hell  arofe 
Again%he  Son  of  God's  Delight, 
And  Friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  Foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  Scene  began, 

He  took  the  Bread,  and  blefs'd,  and  brake  ; 
What  Love  thro'  all  his  Adions  ran  \ 
What  wond'rous  Words  of  Grace  he  fpake  ! 

3  This  is  my  Body  broke  for  Sin, 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  Food. 

Then  took  the  Cup,  and  blefs'd  the  Wine; 
*/«  the  Ne<w  Covenant  in  my  Blood.       [4  For 


244  tiTMNS    and  B.IIT. 

[4  For  us  his  FlenVwith  Nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  Scourge,  he  felt  the  Thorn  ; 
And  Juftice  pour'd  upon  his  Head 
It's  heavy  Vengeance  in  our  Stead. 

$  For  us  his  vital  Blood  was  fpilt 
To  i>uy  the  Pardon  of  our  Guilt, 
When  for  black  Crimes  of  biggeft  Size 
He  gave  hia  Soul  a  Sacrifice.] 

6  Do  this,  (he  cry'd)  till  Time  Jh all  end, 
In  Mcmry  of  your  dying  friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  Table  and  record 
7  be  Love  of  your  departed  Lord. 

£7  Jefus,  thy  Feaft  we  celebrate, 

We  (how  thy  Death,  we  fmg  thy  Name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  (hall  eat 
The  Marriage  Supper  of  the  Lamb.] 

II.  Communion  ivitb  Christ  and  with  Saints. 

1   Cor,x.  16,  17. 
[1    °f  E  SU  S  invites  hie  Saints 

^    To  meet  around  his  Board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  Rebels  fit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  Food  he  gives  his  Flefh  ; 
He  bids  us  drink  his  Blood  ; 

Amazing  Favour  !  matchlefs  Grace 
Of  our  defcending  God  ! 

3  This  holy  Bread  and  Wine 
Maintains  our  fainting  Breath, 

By  Union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  Intereit  in  his  Death. 

4  Our  heav'nly  Father  calls 

Cbrifi  and  his  Members  one  s  We 


B.  III.  Spiritual    SONGS.  245  I 

We  the  young  Children  of  his  Love, 

And  he  the  fir  ft  born  Son. 
5  We  are  but  feveral  Parts 

Of  the  fame  broken  Bread  ; 
One  Body  hath  it's  feveral  Limbs, 

But  Jefus  is  the   Head. 
5   Let  all  our  Powers  be  join'd 
His  glorious  Name  to  raife  ; 
Pleafure  and  Love  fill  every  Mind 

And  every  Voice  be  Praife. 
III.  The  New  1 'eft anient  in  the  Blood  efChnR,  :  I 

Or,  The  New  Corcenrnt  fealed. 
I    CfHE   Promt 'i >  cf  my  Father's  Love, 
Shall  ft  a  r,d  forever  good  -: 
He  faid  ;  and  gave  his  Soul  to  Deatfy 
And  feal'd  his  Grace  with  Blood. 
2,  To  this  dear  Cov'nant  of  thy  Word 
I  fet  my  worthiefs  Name  ; 
I  feal  rh1  Engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  hurr:bie  U?im. 

3  The  Light. and  Strengch.and  pard'ningGrace, 

And  Glory  (hall  be  mine  ; 
My  Life  and  Soul,  my  Heart  and  Flefh, 
And  all  my  PowVs  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  Legacy  my  own 

Which  J  ejus  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purchas'd  wi:h  a  dying  Groan, 
And  ratify 'd  in  Death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  MemVy'of  his  Name, 

Who  blefs'd  us  in  his  Will, 
And  to  his  Teftament  of  Love 
Made  his  own  Life  the  Seal. 

P  4  IV.  j 


'346  HYMNS    and  B.  III. 

IV.   Chris tV  dying  Love:    Or,  Our   Pardon 

bought  at  a  dear  Price. 
I   T*  "f  OW  condefcending  and  how  kind 
JL  JL  Was  God's  eternal  Son  ? 
Our  Mifery  reach'd  his  heav'nly  Mind, 
And  Pity  brought  him  down. 
[2  When  Juftice  by  our  Sins  p^ovok'd, 
Drew  forth  its  dreadful  Sword, 
Ht  gave  his  Soul  up  to  the  Stroke 
Without  a  murm'ring  Word.] 
[3  He  funk  beneath  our  heavy  Woes 
To  raife  us  to  his  Throne  ; 
There's  ne'er  a  Gift  his  Hand  beftows 
But  coft  his  Heart  a  Groan  ] 

4  This  was  Companion  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  Price  of  Pardon  was  his  Blodd, 
His  Pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now  tho'  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  Love  is  (till  as  great  : 
Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 
Nor  lets  his  Saints  forget. 
[6  Here  we  behold  his  Bowels  roll 
As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd  ; 
And  fee  thcSorrows  of  his  Soul 
Bleed  thro'  his  wounded  Side.] 
[7  Here  we  receive  repeated  Seals 
Of  J  ejus'  dying  Love  : 
Hard  is  the  Wretch  that  never  feels 
One  foft  Affeclion  move  ] 
S  Here  let  our  Hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  Death  record,  And 


*••■* 


>B.  III.  Spiritual  SONGS.  247 

t  And  with  our  Joy  for  pardon'd  Guilt 

Mourn  that  we  pierc'd  the  Lord. 
;V.  Chrift  the  Bread  of  Life,Jo\\n  vi.  31,  35  39. 
r,f    1  '    ET  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word, 
v      I   <?  rTis  he  pur  Souls  hath  fed  ; 
V  Tnou  art  our  living  Stream,  O  Lord, 

And  thou  th'  immortal  Bread. 
„Jz  The  Manna  came  from  lower  Skies, 

But  Jefus  from   above, 
i   Where  the  frefh  Springs  of  Pleafure  rife, 

And  Rivers  flow  with  Love, 
3'  The  Jews  the  Fathers  dy'd  at  laft, 

Who  eat  that  heav'nly  Bread  ; 
But  thefe  Provifions  which  we  tafte 

Can  raife  us  from  the  Dead.] 
|f  Bleft  be  the  Lord  that  gives  his  Flefli 

To  nourifh  dying  Men  ; 
'■'  And  often  fpreads  his  Table  frefh 

Left  we  mould  faint  again  ! 
5  Our  Souls  fhall  draw  their  heav'nly  Breath 

While  Jejus  finds  Supplies ; 
Nor  fhall  our  Graces  iink  to  Death, 

For  Jefus  never  dies. 
[6  Daily  our  mortal  Flefh  decays, 

But  Cbrid  our  Life  fhall  come  ; 
His  unrefifted  Power  fhall  raife 

Our  Bodies  from  the  Tomb.] 
VI.  7be  Memorial  of  our  abfent  Lord,  John  XVI. 

16.  Lukexxii.  19.  John  xiv.  3. 
ft  y  E  S  U  S  is  gone  above  the  Skies, 
*    %   Where  our  weak  Senfes  reach  him  not  ; 
P  5  And 


24*  «  T  M  N  S    and  *  B.  III. 

And  carnal  Obje&s  court  our  Eyes 

To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  Thought. 

2  (He  knows-what  wand'ring  Hearts  we  have 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  Face  ; 
And  to  refrelh  our  Minds  he  gave 
Thefekind  Memorials  of  his  Grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  Life  his  Table  fpread 
With  his  owi?  Flefh  and  dying  Blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  Provifion  feed, 

And  tafte  the  Wine,  and  blefs  the  God. 

4  Let.-iinful  Sweets  be  all  forgot, 
Anc'  Earth  grow  lefs  in  our  Efteem, 
Cbrift  and  his  Love  fill  every  Thought, 
And  Faith  and  Hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  While  he  is  abfent  from  our  Sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  Souls  a  Place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  Light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  Face. 

[6  Our  Eyes  look  upwards  to  the  Hills 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  mall  come; 
We  wait  thy  Chariots  awful  Wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  Spirits  home.] 

VII.  Crucifixion  to  the  World  by  the   Crofs  of 
Chrifl.  Gal.  vi.  14. 

WHEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  Crofs 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd, 
My  richeft  Gain  I  count  but  Lofs, 
And  pour  Contempt  on  all  my  Pride. 
%  Forbid  it,   Lord,  that  I  mould  boaft 
Save  in  the  Death  of  Cbrift  my  God: 
All  the  vain  Things  that  charm  me  moft, 
I  faciitke  them  to  his  Blood. 

3  See 


B.  III.  Spiritual  SONGS.  249 

2  See  from  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 
Sorrow  and  Love  flow  mingled  down 
Did  e'er  fuch  Love  and  Sorrow  meet  r- 
Or  Thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  Crown  ? 

[4  His  dying  Crimfon  like  a  Robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  Body  on  the  Tree, 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  Globe, 
And  all  the  Globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  Were  the  whole  Realm  of  Nature  mine, 
That  were  a  Prefent  far  too  fmall ; 
Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
Demands  my  Soul,  my  Life,  my  All. 

VIII.  The  Tree  of  Life. 
f  1   f^OME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  Tune 
V^  To  our  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  Saints  on  high  arouad  his  Throne, 
And  we  around  his  Board. 
2  While  once  upon  this  lower  Ground 
Weary  and  faint  ye  Hood, 
What  dear  Refreshments  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal- Food  ?] 
2  The  Tree  of  Life  that  near  the  Throne 
In  HeavVs  hi^h  Garden  grows. 
Laden  with  Grace,  bends  gently  down 
It's  ever-fmiling  Boughs. 
[4  Hov'ring  amongft  the  Leaves  there,  (lands 
The  fweet  Caeleftial  Dove  ; 
And  Jefus  on  the  Branches  hangs 
The. Banner  of  his  Love.] 
[5  'Tis  a  young  Heav'n  of  ft  range  Delight, 
While  in  his  Shade  we  fit ; 


250  HTMNS    and  B.  III. 

His  Fruit  is  pleafing  to  the  Sight, 
And  to  the  Tafte  as  fweet. 

6  New  Life  it  fpreads  thro'  dying  Hearts, 

And  chears  the  drooping  Mind  ; 
Vigour  and  Joy  the  Juice  imparts 
Without  a  Sting  behind] 

7  Now  let  the  flaming  Weapon  ftand, 

And  guard  all  Eden\  Trees, 
There's  ne'er  a  Plant  in  all  that  Land 
That  bears  fuch  Fruit  as  thefe. 
2  Infinite  Grace  our  Souls  adore, 

Whofe  wond'rous  Hand  has  made 
This  living  Branch  of"  Sov'reign  Pow'r 
To  raife  and  heal  the  Dead. 
IX.    Ibe  Spirit ,    the     Water  t  and  the  Blood, 

I   John  V.  6. 
[i    1  "    ET  all  our  Tongues  be  one, 
*~*  To  praife  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  Bofom  fent  his  Son 
To  fetch  us  Strangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  Voices  ceafe 

To  fing  the  Saviour's  Name  ; 
Jefus,  th'  Embaffador  of  Peace 
How  chearfully  he  came  ! 

3  It  coll  him  Cries  and  Tears 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 

Great  was  our  Debt,  and  he  appears 

To  make  the  Payment  Good  ] 
[4.  My  Saviour's  pierced  Side, 

Pour'd  out  a  double  Flood  ; 
By  Water  we  are  purify 'd, 

And  pardoned  by  the  Blood. 

e  Infinite 


B.  III.  Spiritual   SONGS.  251 

5  Infinite  was  our  Guilt, 
But  he,  our  Prieft,  atones  ; 

On  the  cold  Ground  his  Life  was  fpilt, 
And  offer'd  with  his  Groans.] 

6  Look  up.  my  Soul,  to  him 
Whofe  Death  was  thy  Defert, 

And  humbly  view  the  living  Stream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  Heart. 

7  There  on  the  curfed  Tree, 
In  dying  Pangs  he  lies, 

Fulfils  hi9  Father's  great  Decree, 
And  all  our  Wants  fupplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  Water  and  by  Blood  ; 

And  when  the  Spirit  fpeaks  the  fame, 

We  feel  his  Wi^nefs  good. 
£  While  the  Eternal  Three 

Bear  their  Record  above, 
Here  I  believe  he  died  for  me» 

And  feal  my  Saviour's  Love. 
[10  Lord,  cleanfe  my  Soul  from  Sin, 

Nor  let  thy  Grace  depart ; 
Great  Comforter  !  abide  within, 

And  witnefs  to  my  Heart.] 
X.  Christ  Crucify  d  :  The  Wifdom  and  Power 
of  God. 

1  "V"7ATURE  with  open  Volume  ftands 
J\|    To  fpread  her  Maker's  Praife  abroad, 
And  ev'ry  Labour  of  his  Hands 

Shows  fomething  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  Grace  thatrefcu'd  Man 
His  brighteft  Form  of  Glory  fhines ; 

Here 


252  HYMNS   crni  B.  III. 

Here  on  the  the  Crofs  'tis  faireft  drawn 
In  precious  Blood,  and  Crimfon  Lines, 
[3  Here  his  whole  Name  appears  compleat  ; 
J^or  Wit  can  guefs,  nor  Reafon  prove 
Which  of  the  Letters  beft  is  writ, 
The  Power,  the  Wifdom,  or  the  Love.] 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmoft  Heart, 
Where  Grace  and  Vengeance  ftrangely  join, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  fharpeit  Smart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  Pleafures  mine. 

5  O  the  fweet  Wonders  of  that  Crofs 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  dy'd  ! 
Her  nobleft  Life  my  Spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  Wounds  and  bleeding  Side. 

6  I  would  for  ever  fpeak  his  Name 

In  Sounds  to  mortal  Ears  unknown, 
With  Angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamb, 
And  worfhip  at  his  Father's  Throne. 

XI.  Pardon  brought  to  our  Senfes. 

I   Tj"    ORD,  how  divine  tfoy  Comforts  are  I 
I   <  How  heay'nly  is  the  Place 
Where  Jefus  fpreads  the  facred  Feaft 
Of  his  redeeming  Grace  ! 
%  There  the  rich  Bounties  of  our  God 
And  fweeteft  Glories  {hine, 
There  Jefus  fays,  that  /  am  hit, 
And  my  Beloved's  mine. 
3  Here  (fays  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 
And  fhews  his  wounded  Side) 
See  here  the  Spring  of  all  your  Joys, 
That  opend  when  J  d/d. 

[a  He 


B.  IIL  Spiritual  SONGS.-  253 

[4.  He  fmiles  and  chears  my  mournful  Heart, 
And  tells  of  all  his  Pain, 
All  this,  faid  he,   /  bore  for  tbee, 
And  then  he  fmiles  again.] 
5  Whatfhall  we  pay  our  heav'nly  King 
For  Grace  fo  vaft  as  this  ? 
He  brings  our  Paroon  to  our  Eyes, 
And  feals  it  with  a  Kifs. 
[6  Let  loch  amazing  Loves  as  thefe 
Be  founded  all  abroad  ; 
Such  Favours  are  beyond  Degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God.] 
[7  To  him  that  wafh'd  us  in  his  Blood 
Be  everlafting  Praife, 
Salvation,  Honour,  Glory,  Pow'r, 
Eternal  as  his  Days.] 

XII.  7  be  Gofpel  Feaft,  Luke  xiv.  1$,  &V. 
[1   r_TOW  rich  are  thy  Provifions,  Lord, 
JTI  The  Table  furniuYd  from  above, 
The  Fruits  of  Life  o'erfpread  the  Board 
The  Cup  o'erfUws  with  heav'nly  Love. 
%  Thine  ancient  Family  the  Jews 
Were  firil  invited  to  the  Feaft, 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
A^nd  Gentiles  thy  Salvation  tafte. 

3  We  are  the  Poor,  the  Blind,  the  Lame, 
And  Help  was  far,  and  Death  was  nigh, 
But  at  the  Gofpel  Call  we  came, 

And  every  Want  receiv'd  Supply. 

4  From  the  High-way  that  leads  to  Hell. 
From  Paths  of  Darkngfs  and  Defpair, 

Lord, 


254  HTMNS   ant  B.  III. 

Lord,  wcare  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  Prefence  here.] 
IS  What  fliall  we  pay  th1  Eternal  Son 
That  left  the  Heav'n  of  his  Abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  Earth  came  down 
To  bring  us  Wand'rers  back  to  God. 

6  It  coft  him  Death  to  fave  our  Lives, 
To  buy  our  Souls  it  coft  his  own  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives 
Were  bought  with  Agonies  unknown. 

7  Our  everlafting  Love  is  due 

To  him  that  ranfom'd  Sinners  loft  ; 
And, pity 'd  Rebels  when  he  knew 
The  vaft  Expence  his  Love  would  coft.] 
XIII.  Divine  Love  making  a  Feaji,  and  calling 
in  the  Guejlsy  Luke  xiv.  17,  22,  23. 

1  T_IOW  fvveet  an<*  awful  is  the  Place 
JlJ.  Witk  Cbrifi  within  the  Doors, 
While  everlafting  Love  difplays 

The  choiceft  of  her  Stores. 

2  Here  ev'ry  Bowel  of  our  God 

With  foft  Compaffion  rolls, 
Here  Peace  and  Pardon  bought  with  Blood, 
Is  Food  for  dying  Souls. 
[3  While  all  our  Hearts,  and  all  our  Songs, 
Join  to  admire  the  Feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  Tongues, 
"  Lord,  Why  was  I  a  Gueft  ? 
4  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  Voice, 
"  And  enter  while  there's  Room  ? 
"  When  thoufandsrnakea  wretchedChoice 
V  And  rather  flarve  than  come.] 

5   Twas 


B.  III.  Spiritual   SONGS.  255 

r  'Twas  the  fame  Love  that  fpread  the  Feaft, 
That  fleetly  forc'd  us  in, 
'  Eife  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafte, 

And  perifh'd  in  our  Sin. 
[6  Pity  the  Nations,  O  our  God, 
Conftrain  the  Earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  Word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  Strangers  home. 
7  We  long  to  fee  thy  Churches  full, 
That  all  the  chofen  Race, 
May  with  one  Voice,  and  Heart,  and  Soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  Grace.] 
,XIV.  7 be  Song  of  Simeon  :  Luke  ii.  28.  Or, 
A  Sight  of  CHRIS*1  makes  Death  eafy. 

1  "K  70  W  have  our  Hearts  embraced  ourGod 
J^_Si  We  would  forget  all  earthly  Charms 
And  wifti  to  die  as  Simeon  wou'd 

With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  Arms. 

2  Our  Lips  mould  learu  that  joyful  Song, 
Were  but  our  Hearts  prepar'd  like  his, 
Our  Souls  ftill  willing  to  begone, 
And  at  thy  Word  depart  in  Peace. 

4  Here  we  have  feen  thy  Face,  O  Lord, 
And  view'd  Salvation  with  our  Eyes, 
Tailed  and  felt  the  living  Word, 
The  Bread  defcending  froui  the  Skies. 

4  Thou  haft  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
Haft  fet  his  Blood  before  our  Face, 
To  teach  the  Terrors  of  thy  Name, 
And  in.-w  the  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

5  He  is  our  Light,  our  Morning-Star 
Shall  mine  on  Nation;  wt  unknown  ; 

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The  Glory  of  thine  Ifrael  here, 
And  Joy  of  Spirits  near  the  Throne. 
XV.  Our  Lord  JESUS  at  his  o<wn  Table. 
fl    npHE    Mem'ry  of  our  dying  Lord 
X       Awakes  a  thankful  Tongue  : 
How  rich  he  fpreads  his  Royal  Board, 
And  blefs'd  the  Food,  and  fung. 

2  Happy  the  Men  that  eat  this  Bread, 

But  double-blefs'd  was  he 
That  gently  bow'd  his  loving  Head, 
And  lean'd  it,  Lord,  on  thee. 

3  By  Faith  the  fame  Delights  we  tafte 

As  that  great  Fav'ritedid, 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jefus'  Breaft, 
And  take  the  heav'nly  Bread] 

4  Down,  from  the  Palace  of  the  Skies 

Hither  the  King  defcends, 
"  Come,  my  Beloved,  eat  (he  cries) 
"  And  drink  Salvation,  Friends. 
Ts  "  My  Flefh  is  Food  and  Phyfick  too, 
"  A  Jfeim  for  all  your  Pains  : 
"  And  the  red  Streams  of  Pardon  flow 
««  From  thefe  my  pierced  Veins.] 
6  Hofanna  to  his  bounteous  Love 
For  fuch  a  Tafte  below  ! 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  Saints  above 
With  nobler  Bleflings  too  : 
[7  Come  the  dear  Day,  the  glorious  Hout , 
That  brings  our  Souls  to  reft  I 
Then  we  (hall  need  thefe  Types  no  more, 
But  dwell  at  th'  heav'nly  Feaft.] 

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B.  III.  Spiritual    SONGS,  2tf 

XVI.  The  .Jgonies  of  Christ. 
a  TW  "TOW  let  our  Pains  be  all  forgot, 
j[^^    Our  Hearts  no  more  repine, 
X)\xr  Sufferings  are  not  worth  a  Thought, 
When,  Lord,  compar'd  with  thine. 
2  In  lively  Figures  here  we  fee 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  Love    ; 
Each  of  us  hope,  He  dy'd  for  me, 
And  then  our  Griefs  remove. 
[3  Our  humble  Faith,  here  takes  her  Rife 
While  fitting  round  his  Board  ; 
And  back  to  Calvary  (he  flies 
To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 

4  Hi?  Soul,  what  Agonies  is  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrew  ! 
And  the  large  Load  of  all  our  Guilt 
Lay  heavy  on  him  too. 

5  But  the  Divinity  within  ^ 

Supported  him  to  bear  : 
Dying  he  conquer'd  Hell  and  Sin, 
And  made  his  Triumph  there.] 

6  Grace,  Wifdom,  Juftice,  join'd  and  wrought 

The  Wonders  of  that  Day  : 
No  mortal  Tongue  nor  mortal  Thought 
Can  equal  Tkanks  repay . 

7  Our  Hymns  (hall  found  like  thofe  above, 

Could  we  our  Voices  raife  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  Hearts  (hall  all  be  Love, 
And  all  our  Lives  be  Praife. 

.      XVII. 


*S8  HYMNS  and  B.  III. 

XVII.  Incomparable  Food ':  Or.  ffc   /T/^    and 

Blood  of  Christ. 

\X7E  fing  th'  amazing  Deeds, 
, VV    That  Grace  Divine  performs, 
Th  Eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds,  * 
To  nourifh  dying  Worms. 

2  This  Soul-reviving  Wine. 
Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  Blood  ; 

We  thank  that  facred  Fle(h  of  thine 
for  this  immortal  Food.1 

3  The  Banquet  that  we  eat*, 
Is  made  of  heav'nly  Things  ; 

Earth  hath  no  Dainties  half  fo  fweet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 

4  In  vain  had  Adam  fought 
And  fearch'd  his  Garden  round, 

For  there  was  no  fuch  bleffed  Fruit 
In  all  that  happy  Ground. 

5  TV  Angelick  Hoft  above 
Can  never  tafte  this  Food, 

They  feaft  upon  their  Maker's  Love, 
But  not  a  Saviour's  Blood. 

6  On  us  th' Almighty  Lord 
Beffows  this  matchlefs  Grace, 

And  meets  us  with  feme  cheating  Word, 
With  Pleafure  In  nig  Face. 

7  Come,  all  ye  drooping  Saints, 
And  banquet  with  the  King 

This  Wine  will  drown  your  fad  Complaints, 
And  tune  your  Voice  to  fing. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Name 
Of  our  adored  Chiji. 

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Thro'  the  wide  Earth  his  Grace  proclaim 
His  Glory  in  the  Hign  ft. 
XVIII.    The  fame. 
[1   f  E  SUS,  we  bow  before  thy  Feet, 
J    Thy  Table  is  divinely  ftor'd  ; 
Thy  facred  Fiefh  our  Souls  have  eat, 
'Tis  Living  Bread  ;  we  thank  thee,  Lord  ! 

2  And  here  we  drink  our  Saviour's  Blood, 
We  thank  thee,  Lord,  'tis  gen'rous  Wine; 
Mingled  with  Love  the  Fountain  flow'd 
From  that  dear  bleeding  Heart  of  thine. 

3  On  Earth  is  no  fuch  Sweetnefs  found, 
For  the  Lamb's  Flefli  is  heav'nly  Food  : 
la  vain  we  fearch  the  Globe  around 
For  Bread  fo  fine  or  Wine  fo  good. 

4  Carnal  Provifions  can  at  bed 

But  chear  the  Heart,  or  warm  the  Head, 
But  the  rich  Cordial  that  we  tafte, 
Gives  Life  Eternal  to  the  Dead. 

5  Joy  to  the  Matter  of  the  Feaft, 
His  Name  our  Souls  for  ever  blefs ; 
To  God  the  King  and  God  the  Pried 
A  loud  Hofanna  round  the  Place. 

XIX.  Glory  in  the  Croft  :   Or,  Not   a/ha?ned  of 

Christ  Crucify  d. 
1     /%  T  thy  Command,  our  deareftLord, 
J\.  Here  we  attend  ihy  dying  Feall  ; 
Thy  Blood  like  Wine  adorns  thy  Board, 
And  thine  own  Flefh  feeds  every  Gueft. 
Our  Faith  adores  thy  bleeding  Love, 
And  trufts  for  Life  in  one  that  dy'd ; 

We 


260  HTMNS    and  B.  III."! 

We  hope  for  heav'nly  Crowns  above 

From  a  Redeemer  crucify 'd. 
3  Let  the  vain  World  pronounce  it  Shame, 

And  fling  their  Scandals  on  the  Caufe  j 

We  come  to  boafl  our  Saviour's  Name, 

And  make  our  Triumphs    in  his  Crofs. 
4   With  Joy  we  tell  the  (coffing  Age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  Tomb, 

He  lives  above  their  utmoft  Rage, 

And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 
XX.  The   Provijions  for  the  Table  of  the  Lord: 

Or,  The  Tree  of  Life,  and  River  of  Love. 
I   1  '    ORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  Hand, 

.*-/  And  fing  the  folemn  Feaft 

Where  fweet  Casleftial  Dainties  ftand 
For  ev'ry  willing  Gueft. 
[z  The  Tree  of  Life  adorns  the  Board 
With  rich  immortal  Fruit, 
And  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  Sword 
To  guard  their  Paflage  to't. 

3  The  Cup  (lands  crown'd  with  living  Juice  5 

The  Fountain  flows  above, 
And  runs  down  ftreaming  for  our  Ufe 
In  Rivulets  of  Love.] 

4  The  Food's  prepar'd   by  heav'nly  Art, 

The  Pleafure's  well  refin'd, 
They  fpread  new  Life  thro'  ev'ry  Heart, 
And  chear  the  drooping  Mind. 

5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  Love, 

Ye  Saints  that  tafte  his  Wine, 
Join  with  your  Kindred  Saints  above, 
In  loud  Hofannas  join.  6  A 


B.  I II.  Spiritual  SONGS.  2$  I 

6  A  thoufand  Glories  to  the  God 
That  gives  fuch  Joys  as  this, 
Hofanna  I  let  it  found  abroad, 
And  reach  where  Jefus  is. 
XXI.    The  Triumphal  Feaji  for  ChriftV   ViSor) 

over  Sin  and  Death,  and  Hell. 
£1   ^"^OME,  let  us  lift  our  Voices  high, 
V^  High  as  our  Joys  arife. 
And  join  the  Songs  above  the  Sky, 
Where  Pleafure  never  dies. 
Z  Jefus,  the  God  that  fought  and  bled, 
And  conquer'd  when  he  fell, 
That  rofe,  and  at  his  Chariot  Wheels 
Dragg'd  all  the  Powers  of  Hell.] 
[3  Jefus,  the  God  invites  us  here 
To  this  triumphal  Feaft, 
And  brings  immortal  Bleffings  down 
For  each  redeemed  Gueft.] 

4  The  Lord  !  how  glorious  is  his  Face  ! 

How  kind  his  Smiles  appear  ! 
And  O  !  what  melting  Words  he  fays 
To  every  humble  Ear  I 

5  u  For  you,  the  Children  of  my  Love, 

"  It  was  for  you  1  dy'd, 
"  Behold  my  Hands,  behold  my  Feet, 
"  And  look  into  my  Side. 

6  "  Thefe  are  the  Wounds  for  you  I  bore, 

"  The  Tokens.of  my  Pains, 
"  When  I  came  down  to  free  your  Soul 
"  From  Mifery  and  Chains. 
[7  ««  Juftice  unfheath'd  it's  fiery  Sword, 
"  And  plung'd  it  in  my  Heart : 

*  Infinite 


±52  HTMNS     and  B.  IIL 

"  Infinite  Pangs  for  you   I  bore, 
"  And  moil  tormenting  Smart. 
X  "  When  Hell  and  all  it's  fpiteful  PowVs 
"  Stood  dreadful  in  my  Way, 

"  To  refcue  thcfe  dear  Lives  of  yours 
"  I  gave  my  own  away. 

9  "  But  while  1  bleed,  and  groan'd,  and  dy'd, 

"  I  ruinYl  5 jtaas  Throne, 
"  High  on  my  Crofs  I  hung,  and  fpy'd 
"  The  Monfter  tumbling  down. 

10  "  Now  you  muft  triumph  at  my  Feaft, 

««  And  tafte  my  Fiefn,  my  Blood  j 
"  And  live  eternal  Ages  blefs'd, 
"  For  'tis  immortal  Food. 

1 1  Victorious  God  !  What  can  we  pay 

For  Favours  fo  divine  ? 
We  would  devote  our  Heart*  away 
To  be  for  ever  thine.] 

12  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  higheft  Praife 

The  Tribute  of  our  Tongues  ; 
But  Themes  fo  infinite  as  thefe 
Exceed  our  nobleft  Songs. 

XXII.   The  ConipaJJtstt  of *a  dying  Christ \ 

1  /^XUR  Spirits  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb  ; 
\^J  O  that  our  feeble  Lips  could  move 
In  Strains  immortal  as  his  Name, 

And  melting  as  his  dying  Love. 

2  Was  ever  equal  Pity  found  ? 

The  Prince  of  Heav'n  refigns  his  Breath, 
And  pours  his  Life  out  on  the  Ground, 
To  raniom  guilty  Worms  from  Death. 

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[3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  Laws; 
He  from  the  Threatening  fet  us  free, 
Bore  the  full  Vengeance  on  his  Crofs, 
And  nail'd  the  Corfes  to  the  Tree.] 

[4  The  Law  proclaims  no  Terror  now, 
And  Sinai's  Thunder  ro?rs  no  more ; 
From  all  his  Wounds  new  Bleffmgs  flow, 
A  Sea  of  Joy   without  a  Shore. 

5  Here  we  have  wafh'd  our  deepeft  Stains, 
And  heal'd  our  Wounds  with  heav'nly  Blood ; 
Blefs'd  Fountain  f  fpringing  from  the  Veios 
Of  Jefus  our  incarnate  God.] 

6  In  vain  our  mortal  Voices  ftrive 
To  fpeak  Companion  fo  divine  ; 
Had  we  a  thoufand  Lives  to  give, 

A  thoufand  Lives  fhould  all  be  thine.   ' 

XXIII.  Grace  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of Chris?,' 

[1    QITTING  around  our  Father's  Board 
O   We  rite  our  tuneful  Breath  ; 
Our  Faith  behold  her  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  Sin  to  Death. 

2  We  iee  the  Blood  of  Jefus  fhed,    - 

When  all  our  Pardons  rife  ; 
The  Sinners  views  th'  Atonement  made, 
And  loves  the  Sacrifice, 

3  Thy  cruel  Thorns,  thy  fhameful  Crofs 

Procure  us  heav'nly  Crowns  ; 
Our  higheft  Gain  fpring  from  thy  Lofs  j 
Our  Healing  from  thy  Wounds. 

4  O  'tis  impoflible  that  we 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  CIa7, 

Q,  Should 


a* j.  HTM NS  and  B.  III. 

Should  equal  SufTrings  bear  for  thee 
Or  equal  Thanks  repay. 
XXIV.  Pardon   and  Strength  frm  Christ. 

1  T7ATHER,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  Grace, 
P      To  fee  thy  Glories  mine; 

The  Lord  will  his  own  Table  blefs, 
And  make  the  Feaft  Divine. 

2  We  touch,  we  tafte  the  heavenly  Bread, 

We  drink  the  facred  Cup  • 
With  outward  Forms  our  Senfe  is  fed, 
Our  Souls  rejoice  in  Hope. 

3  We  (hall  appear  before  the  Throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God. 
Drefs'd  in  the  Garments  of  his  Son, 
And  fprinkled   with  his\ Blood. 
4.  We  fhall  be  ftrong  to  run  the  Race, 
And  climb  the  upper  Sky  ; 
Chriji  will  provide  our  Souls  with  Grace, 
He  bought  a  large  Supply. 
[5  Let  us  indulge  a  chearful  Frame, 
For  Joy  becomes  a  Feaft  ; 
We  love  the  Mem'ry  of  his  Name 
More  than  the  Wine  we  tafte.] 

XXV.  Divine  Glories  and  our  Graces. 

,  x  ?ow  are  thv  Glories  here  difplay'd, 
H[  Great  God,  how  bright  they  mine, 
While  at  thy  Word  we  break  the  Bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  Wine* 
2  Here  thy  revenging  Juftice  Hands 
And  plead*  it's  dreadful  Caufe; 

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B.  III.  Spiritual    SONGS,  *'$ 

Here  faving  Mercy  fpreads  her  Hands 
Like  Jefus  on  the  Crofs. 

3  Thy  Saints  attend  with  ev'ry  Grace, 

On  this   great  Sacrifice  ; 
And  Love  appears  with  chearful  Face, 
And  Faith  with  fixed  Eyes. 

4  Our  Hope  in  waiting  Poftures  fits, 

To  Heav'n  directs  her  Sight ; 

Here  ev'ry  warmer  Paffion  meets, 

And  warmer  Powers  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  Revenge  perform  their  Parts ; 

And  rifing  Sun  deftroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aking  Heart, 
Yet  not  forbids  the  Joys, 

6  Dear  Saviour  change  our  Faith  to  Sight, 

Let  Sin   for  ever  die  ; 
Then  mall  our  Souls  be  all  Delight, 
And  ev'ry  Tear  be  dry. 

7  Cannot  per  hade  my/elf  to  put  a  full  Period  ,'» 

tbefe  Divine  Hymns,  ////  I  have  addreifd  <2 
fpecial  Song  of  Glory  to  God  the  Father,  the  Smt 
and  the  Holy  Spirit,  fho"  the  Latan  Name  ofitt 
Gloria  Patri,  he  retained  in  cur  Nation  from  tbt 
Roman  Church  ;  and  the?  there  may  he  font 
ExceJJes  of  fupcrfitious  Honour  paid  to  the  Words 
of  it,  which  may  have  wrought  feme  unhappy  Pre- 
judices in  weaker  Cbrifians ;  yet  1  believe  it  Hill 
'to  he  one  of  the  r.obleft  Part*  ofChrifian  IVorJbip. 
"The  Subjecl  of  it  is  the  Doflrinc  of  the  Trinity, 
which  is  that  peculiar  Glory  of  the  Divine  Nature 


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266  HYMNS  and  B.  IL 

that  our  Lord]e(\is  Chrift  has  fo  clearly  revealed 
unto  Men,  and  is  fo  neceffary  to  true  Cbrifianity. 
Vke  Aclion  is  Praife,  which  is  one  of  the  mojl 
complete  and  exalted  Parts  of  heavenly  Worfoip.  1 
have  cafl  the  Song  into  a  Variety  of  Forms,  and 
have  fitted  it  hy  a  plain  Verfion,  or  a  larger 
Paraphrafs,  to  be  Jung  either  alone,  or  at  the 
Conclujion  of  another  Hymn.  1  have  added  al/o 
a  fe<w  Hofannas,  or  A '/criptions  of  Salvation  to 
Christ,  in  the  Came  Manner ,  and  for  the  fame 
End. 


A  Song  of  Praife  to  the  ever-hleffed  Trinity,  Go» 

Ibe  father.  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit. 

XXVI.    n\  Long  Metre. 

1  T5  LESS'D  be  the  Father  and  his  Love, 
XJ  To  whofe  Celeftial  Source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endlefs  Joy  above, 

And  Rills  of  Comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  Thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
From  whofe  dear   wounded  Body  rolls 
A  precious  Stream   of  vital  BloGd, 
Pardon  and  Life  for  dying  Souls. 

3  We  give  the  facred  Spirit  Praife, 
Who  in  our  Hearts  of  Sin  and  Woe 
Makes  living  Springs  of  Grace  arife, 
And  into  boundlefs  Glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit  we  adore. 

That  Sea  of  Life  and  Love  unknown, 
Without  a  Bottom  or  a  Shore. 

XXVIL 


B.  III.  Spiritual  S  0  KG  s.  26; 

XXVII.    1  ft    Common   Metre. 
,    ^  LORY  to  God  the  Father's  Name, 
\J  Who  from   the    finful    Race 
Chofeout  his  Fav'rites,    to  proclaim 
The  Honours  of  Grace. 

2  Glory  to  God   the  Son  be  paid, 
Who  Dwelt  in  humble   Clay, 
And  to  redeem  us  from  the  Dead 

Gave  his  own  Life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  wbofe  Almighty   PowV 
Our  Souls  their  heavenly  Birth  derive, 
And  blefs  the  happy  Hour. 

4  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

Th'  Eternal  Three  in   One, 
Who  by  the  Wonders  of  his  Love 
Has  made  his  Nature  known. 

XXVIII.    1  ft  Short  Metre. 

1  T     ET  God   the  Father  live     ■ 

j   a    For  ever  on  our  Tongues  ; 

Sinners  from  his  firft  Love  derive 

The  Ground  of  all  ther  Songs. 

2  Ye  Saints,  employ  your  Breath    % 
In  Honour  to  the  Son, 

Who  brought  your  Souls  from  Hell  and  Death, 
By  oft'ring  up  his    own. 

3  Give  to  the   Spirit   Praife 
Of  an  immortal  Strain, 

V/hofe  Light  and   Power  and  Grace  conveys 
Salvador,  down  to   Men. 

Q  5  While 

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26t  I1TMNS    and  .  B.  III. 

4  While  God  the  Comforter 
Reveals  our  pardon'd  Sin, 

0  may  the  Blood  and  Water  bear 
The  fame  Record  within. 

5  To  the   Great  One  and  Three, 
That  feals  this  Grace  in   Heav'n, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  Glory  giv'n. 

XXIX.   2d   Long  Metre. 

1  X^LORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 

VJ  Whofe  Name  has  Myfteries  unknown; 
In  E  (Fence  One,  in  Perfon  Three  ; 
A   focial  Nature,  yet  alone. 

2  When  all  our  nobleft  Pow'rs  are  join'd 
The  Honours  of  thy  Name  to  raife, 
Thy  Glories  over-match   our   Mind, 
The  Angels  faint  beneath  the  Praife. 

XXX.   2d   Common  Metre, 

1  ^TpHE  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 

X       Who  calls  our  Souls  from  Death, 
Who  faves  by  his  Redeeming  Word, 
And  new- creating  Breath. 

2  To  praife  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  Divip   r 
The  One  in  Three,  anu  Three  in  One, 
Let  Sainrv  and  Angels  join. 
XXXI.    2d  Short  Metre. 
i    T     E  r    God  the    Maker's  Name 
J—/   Have  Honour,  Love  and  Fear, 
To  God  ihe  Saviour  pay  the  fame, 
And  God  the  Comforter. 

2  Father 


B.  III.  Spiritual  SONGS.  26) 

2  Father  of  Lights  above, 

Thy  Mercy  we  adore, 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  Love, 

And  Spirit  of  thy  Pow'r. 

XXXII.  3d  Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  Honour,  Praife  and  Glory  giv'n 
By  all  on  Earth  and  all  in  Heav'n, 

XXXIII.  Or  thus. 

AL  L  Glory  to  thy  wond'rous  Name, 
Father  of  Mercy,  God  of  Love, 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praife  the  heavenly  Dove. 

XXXV.   3d   Common  Metre. 

NOW  let  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

XXXV.  Or  thus. 

HONOUR  to  Thee,  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlafting  One; 
All  Glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit  and  the  Son  . 

XXXVI.    3d  Short  Metre. 

YE  Angels  round  the  Throne, 
And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
Anb  blefs  the   Spirit  too. 

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XXXVII.  Or  thus. 

GIVE  to  the   Father  Praife, 
Give  Glory  to  the   Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  Grace 
Be  equal  Honour  done. 

XXXVlll./ISong  of  Praife tothe  BlefedTrlnitf 
7  he   i ft  as  the  cxlviiith    Plalm. 

1  IT  Give  immortal   Praife 

JL     To   God  the  Father's  Love, 
For  all  my  Comforts  here, 
And  better  Hopes  above  ; 

He  lent  his  own 

Eternal  Son, 

To  die  for  Sins 

That  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal   Glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his    Blood 
From  everlafting  Woe : 

And  now  he  lives, 

And  now  he  reigns, 

And  fees  the  Fruit 

Of  all   his  Pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  Name 

Immortal  Worfhip  give, 
Whofe  new-creating   Power 
Makes  the  dead  Sinner  live  : 
His  Work  compleats 
The  great   Defign, 
And  fills  the  Soul 
With  Joy  Divine. 

4  Almighty 


B.  IIL  Spiritual  SON  OS.  271 

5  Almighty  God,  to  Thee 

Be  endlefs  tionours  done  ; 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  Myfterious  One  : 
Where  Reafon  fails 
With  all  her  Pow'r9, 
There  Faith  prevails, 
And  love  adores. 

XXXIX.  The  2d  as  the  cxlviiith  Pfalra. 

1    r~T*0  him  that  chofe  us  firft, 
X        Before  the    World  began, 
To  him  that  bore  the  Curfe 
Tofave   rtbellious   Man, 
To  Him   that  form'd 
Our  Hearts  anew, 
Is  endlefs  Praife 
And  Glory  due. 

3  The  Father's  Love  {hall    run 
Thro'  our  immortal    Songs 
We   bring  to   God  the  Son 
Hofannas  on  ourT  ongues  : 
Our  Lips   addrefs 
The  Spirit's  Name 
With  equal  Praife, 
And  Zeal  the  fame. 

3  Let  ev'ry  Saint  above, 

And  Angel  round    the  Throne, 
For  ever  blefs  and   love 
The  facred  Three  in  One  : 

Thas 


1 


272  HTMNS    and  B.  III. 

Thus  Heav'n   (hall  *aife 
His  Honours  high 
When  Earth  and  Time 
Grow  old  and  die. 

XL.  The  3d  as  f/kcxlviiith   Pfalm. 

TO  God  the  Father's  Throne 
Perpetual  Honours  raife: 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

To  God   the  Spirit,  Praife : 
And  while  our  Lips 
Their  Tribute  bring, 
Our  Faith  adores 
The  Names   we'fing. 

XLI.  Or  thus. 

Ty^  our  Eternal   God, 
The  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit-all  Divine, 
Three  Myfteries  in  One, 
Salvation,  Powt, 
And  Praife  be   giv'n, 
By  all  on  Earth, 
And  all  in  Heav'n. 

7he  HOSANNA  ;  or,  Salvation  afcriVd  U 
Christ. 

XLII.  Long  Metre. 

I  JjOSJNNJ    to  King  DawVs  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  Throne; 
We  blefs   the  Prince  of  heav'nly  Birth, 
Who  brings  Salvation  down  to  Earth. 

a  Let 


B.  III.  Spiritual  SONGS.  273 

2  Let  ev'ry  Nation,  ev'ry  Age, 
In  this  delightful  Work  engage: 
Old  Men  and  Babes  in  Sion  ting 
The  growing  Glories  of  her  King. 

XLIII.  Common   Metre, 

JJO  S  ANN  A  to  the  Prince  of  Grace, 
Sion,  behold  thy   King; 
Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  Race, 
Anil  teach  the  Babes  to  fing. 
2  Manna  to  trT  Incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came ; 
Afcribe  Salvation  to  tke  Lord, 
With  Bleflings  on  his  Name. 

XLIV.  Short   Metrel 

1    TJOSANNA  to  the  Son 

Of  David,  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  News  of.  Pardon  down, 

And  bought  it  with  his  Blood. 
To  Cbriji   th'  anointed  King 
Be  endlefs  Bleffings  giv'n  ; 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Glory  fing, 
Who  made  our  Peace  with  Heav'n. 
XLV.  As  the  cxlviiith  Pfalm. 
I    JJO  S  ANN  A  to  the  King 
Of  David's  ancient  Blood, 
Behold  he  comes  to  bring 

Forgiving  Grace   from  God : 
Let  Old  and  Young 
Attend  his  Way, 
And  at  his  Feet 
Their  Honours  lay;  2  Glory 


274  HYMNS  and  B.  Ill 

2  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ;  .    i 

Let  Earth,  and  Sea,  and  Sky, 
His  wond'rous  Love  proclaim: 
Upon  his  Head 
Shall  Honours  reft, 
And  ev'ry   Age 
Pronounces  him  Blefs'd. 


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Hid  Book :  The  Figures  diredt  to  the  Hymn, 

A  B.  H. 

ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God         a     42 
Alas*  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed        b       9 
All  mortal  Vanities  be  gone  a      25 

And  are  we  Wretches  yet  alive  b   105 

Andmufi  this  Body  die  b   1 10 

And  now  the  Scales  have  left  mine  Eyes     b  81 
Arife,  my  Soul,  my  joyful  Powers  b     $z 

At  thy  Command,  our   de&rtft  Lord  C      19 

Attend  while  God? s  exalted  Sou  b   i$o 

Awake  my  Heart,  ari/e  my  Tongue  a      20 

Awake \  our  Souls,  away  our  Fears  a     48 

Away  from  every  Mortal  Care  b  1 23 

B 

BAckwards  with  bumble  Shame  we  look  a    57 
Begin,my  Tongue/ome  heavenly  7 heme  b     69 
Behold  how  Sinners  dif agree  a   Ijt 

Behold  the  Blind  their  Sight  receive  b   137 

Behold  the  Glories  of  the  Lamb  a        I 

Behold  the  Grace  appears  a        5 

Be  hold  the  Potter  and  the  Clay  2117 

Behold  the  Rafe  of  Sharon  here  a  6  J 

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Behold  the  Woman's  promised    Seed  b   13- 

Behold  the  Wretch  whole  Lull  and  Wine  a   125 

Behold  iv hat  wont?  reus  Grace  a     64. 

Bleft  are  the  humble  Souls  that  fee  a    1 02 

Bleft  be  the   cverlafting  God  a      26 

Bleft  be  the  Father  and  his  Lo<ve  C      26 

Blejl  be  the   Man  whufe  cautious  Feet  a      31 
BU ft  Momirg  /  wbofe  young  dawning  Rays  b     72 

Bleft  with  the  Joys  of  Innocence  b   128 

Blood  has  a  Voice  that  moves  the  Skies  b   1  1  8 

Bright  King  of  Glory,  dreadful  God  b      51 

Broad  is  the  Road  that  leads  to  Death  b    158 

'Buryd  in  Shadows  of  the   Night  a     97 

But  few  among  the  Carnal    Wife  a     96 

e 

("^  AN  Creatures  to  Per feclion find  b   i~o 
_,  Chrift  and  his  Crojs  is  all  our  Theme  a    119 

Come,  all  harmonious  Tongues  b      84. 

Come,  deal  eft   Lor -a ',  dele end  and  dwell  a    135 

Come,  happy  Souls,  approach  your  God  b    103 

Comt    hither   all  ye  weary  Souls  a    1  27 

Come,  Holy  Sphtt,  hea^nlx  Do<ve        •  b      34. 

Come,  let  u>  join  a  joyful  Tune  C        8" 

Come,   let   us  join  cur  chearful  Songs  a      6z 

Come,  let  us   lift  cu*  joyful  Eyes  b   108 

Come,  let  us  lift  out  Voices  high  C      2 1 

Come,  we  that  love  the   Lord  b      30 
D 

Daughters  of  Sion    come,  behold  a      72 
Dear  Lvd,  btbold  our  jore  diftrefs  b   165 

Deareft   of  all  the   yo.mes  above  b    u8 

Death  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid  b     49 

Death 


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Of   the  Firft   Lines. 

Death  may  diffolve  my    Body  now 
Death  !  'tis  a  melancholy  Day 
Deceiva  by  fubtle  Snares  of  Hell 
Deep  in  the   Dufi  before   thy    Throne 
Dcjcend  from  Heavn  immortal  Dcve 
Down  headlong  from  their  native  Skies 
Do  vje  not   know  that  folemn  Word 
Dread  Sovereign,  let  my   Evening  Song 

E 

J£ER  the  blueHeavns  were  firetcFd  abroad  a.    2 

Eternal  Sovereign  of  the  Sky  b   l  40 

Eternal  Spirit*  we  confefs  b   133 

F 

FAith  is  the  brightefi  Evidence  a    !  2  o 

Far  from  my  thoughts  vainWorld  begone  b    1  5 
Father •,  Hong,  I  faint  to  fee 
Father  *  we  wait  to  feel  thy  Grace 
Firm  and  unmtvdare  they 
Firm  as  the  Earth  thy  Gofpel  fands 
From  Heaven  the  finning  Angels  fell 
From  thee,  my  God,  my  Joysjhall  rife 

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Go  preach  my  Go/pel,  faith  the  Lord  a  12S 

Go  worjkip  at  ImmanuelV  Feet  a  1 4.6 

Great  God,  hoiv  infinite  art  Thou  b     67 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  Sentence  juji  a       6 

Great  God,  thy  Glories /hall  employ  b   1  67 

Great  God,  to  what  a  glorious  Height  b   1  1  2 

Great  King  of  Glory  and ef  Grace  b   159 

Great  was  the  Day,  the  Joy  was  great  b   1 44. 

H 

HAD  I  the  Tongues  ^Greeks  and  Jews  2134 
Happy  the  Church ,thou  facred  Place     b  64 

Happy  the  Heart  'where  Graces  reign  b   38 


Hark  !  from  the  Tombs  a  doleful  Sound  b  63 
Hark  !  the  Redeemer  from  on  high  a  70 

Hear  what  the  Voice  from  Heaven  proclaims  a  1  8 
Hence  from  my  Soul,  fad  Thoughts  he  gone  b  73 
Here  at  thy  €rofst  my  dying  God  b        4 

High  as  the  Heavns  above  the  Ground  b  115 
High  on  a  Hill  of  dazzling  Light  b     18 

Hofanna,  &V.  c  42-45 

Hofanna  to  our  conquerinf  King  b     89 

Hofanna  /  b     76 

Hofa»  h     16 

H  8 


Of  the  Firft  Lines. 

flow  oft  have  Sin  andS&tzn  flrove 
flow  rich  are  thy  Provifons,  L§rd 
How  fad  9ur  State  by  Nature  is 
How  fh all  I  praife  tb*  Eternal  God 
flow  fhort  and  hajly  is  our  Life 
flow  /hould  the  Sons  of  Adam'*  Race 
flevu  frong  thine  Arm  is,  mighty  God 
Howfweet  and  awful  is  the  Place 
Horn)  vain  are  all  Things  here  below 
How  wend 'reus  great ,how  glorious  bright  b 

I 

I  Cannot  bear  thine  Absence,  Lord 
1  give  immortal  Praife 
I  bate  the  Tempter  and  his  Charms 
I  lift  my  Banners t  faith  the  Lord 
1  love  the  Windows  of  thy  Grace 
Tm  net  afbantd  to  own  my  Lord 
I  fend  the  Joys  of  Earth  away 
Ifing  my  Saviour's  w§nd*rous  Death 
Jehovah  fpeetks,  let  Ifrael  hear 
Jehovah  reigns,  his  Throne  is  high 
Jefus,  in  thee  our  Eyes  behold 
Jefus  invites  bis  Saints 
Jefas  is  gone  above  the  Skies 
Jefus,  the  Man  of  con  ft  ant  Grief 
Jefus,  we  blefs  thy  Father  s  Name 
Jefus,  we  bow  before  thy  Feet 
Jefus,  with  all  thy  Saints  above 
In  Gabriel'/  Hind  a  mighty  Stone 
ht  thine  9wn  Ways,  0  God  §f  Love 
In  vain  the  wealthy  Mortals  toil 
In  vain  we  lavifb  out  our  Lives 

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A    TABLE. 

Infinite  Grief  I  amazing  Woe                    b  or 

Join  all  the  Glorious  Names                        a  1 05 

Join  all  the    "Names  of  Low  and  Power  a  149 

h  this  the  kind  Return                              b  74 
K 

hdis  the  Speech  of  Chriil  oar  Lord  a  73 


K 


LAden  with  Guilt,  and  full  of  Fears 
Let  all  our  Tongues  be  one 
Let  everlafling  Glories  crown 
Let  every  mortal  Ear  attend 
Let  God  the  Father  live 
Let  him  embrace  my  Soul  and  live 
Let  God  the  Maker's  Name 
Let  mt  but   hear  my  Saviour   fay 
Let  mortal  Tongues   attempt  to  fing 
Let  others  boati  how  Jirong  they  be 
Let  Pharifees  of  high  Efteem 
Let  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Songs 
Let  the  Seventh  Angel  found  on  high 
Let  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  lie 
Let  the  wild  Leopards  of  the  IVood 
Let  them  ntghfi  thy  Glory   Lord 
Let  us  adore  th1  Eternal  Ward 
Life  and  immortal  Joys  are  given 
Life  is  the  'Time  to   ferve  the  Lord 
Lift  up  }Our   Eyes  to  tb*  heavnly  Sr-ats 
Like  Sheep  we  went  affray 
Lo  the  young  Tribes  of  Adam    rije 
Lo  what  a  glorious   Sight  appears 
Lo  what  an  entertaining  Sight 
Long  ha-je  1  fet  beneath  the  Sound 


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Of  the  Firfl  Linca. 

honk,  gratrous  God,  bow  numerous  t^ey 
Lord,  at  thy  Temple  ive  appear 
Lord,  hoiv  diiinethy  Comforts  are 
Lord,  how  fecure  and  bl,  it  are  they 
Lord  bo<w  fecure  my  Conference  was 
Lord,  ive  adore  thy  bounteous   ^and 
Lord,  we  adore   thy  vaft  Dejftgns 
Lord,  ive  are  blind,  <tx>e  Mort  i/<  blind 
Lord,  ive  con  fed  our  nuvCrous  Faults 
Lord    what  a  feeple    '  iece 
Lord,. what  a  Htavn  of  Caving  Grace 
Lord,  what  a  thoughtLfs  W-etch  was  1 
Lord,  what  a  wre'ehed  Land  is  this 
Lor  a,  when  my  Thoughts  with  Wonder  roll  b 
Loud  Halelujahs  to  the  Lord  a 

M 

M/t  N   has  a   Soul  of  va/1   Be  fires  b    1 46 
Miftaken  Souls  that  dream  of  Heavn  a    1  to 
My  dear  Redeemer   and   my  Lord  b    139 

My  drowfy  Powers  whxjleep  you  fo  b      2J 

My  God,  how  endlefs  is   thy   Love  z. 

My  God,  my   Life,  my   Love  b 

My  God.  my  Portion,  and  my  Love  b' 

My  Co  ,  permit  me  not  to  be  b 

M*,  God,  the  Spring  of  all  my  Joys  b 

Mv  God,  what   endlefs  Pleafures   dwell    b 
My  Heart  how  dreadful   hard  it  is  b 

M-*  Soviour  God,    my   Sovereign  Prince  b 
My  Siul  come  meditate  the  Day  b 

My  |W  for fakes  her  vain  Delight  b 

M,  Thoughts  On  awful  Subje&s  roll  b 

My  Thoughts  furmmnt  theje  lower  Skies     b 


A    TABLE. 

NAked  as  from  the  Earth  we  cafiie    a        £ 
Nature wit  hall her  Power fhallfing b        I 

Nature  with  open  Volume  ftands  c      10 

No,  ril  repine  at  Death  no  more  b   102 

No,  1  Jhall  envy  them  no  more  b     56 

No  more,  my  God,  lbeafl  no  more  a   109 

Nor  Eye  has  feen,  nor  Ear  has  heard  a   ior 

Not  all  the  Blood  of  Beafts  b   142 

Not  all  the  outward  Forms  on  Earth  a     95 

Not  different  Food  or  different  Drefs  a   1 26 

Not  from  the  Duji  Affliaion  grows  a     83 

Not  the  Malicious  or  Prophane  a  104. 

Not  to  contemn  the  Sons  of  Men  a  \  00 

Not  to  the  Terrors  of  the  Lord  b   ij2 

Not  with  our  mortal  Eyes  a    log 

Now  be  the  God  of  Ifrael  ble/l  a     50 

Now  by  the  Bowels  of  my  God  a   1  30 

Now  for  a  Tune  of  lofty  Praife  b     43 

Now  have  our  Hearts  embraced  our  God  c      14 

Now  in  the  Galleries  of  his  Grace  a     77 

Now  in  the  Heat  of  youthful  Blood  a     9 1 

Now  let  a  fpacious  World  arife  b   1 47 

iVow  /*/  our  Pains  be  all  forgot  c      1 6 

iWw  /*/  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmile  b      50 

Now  Satan  *ww«  with  dreadful  Roar  b   1 5  7 

Now  fh all  my  inward  Joys  ari/e  a      39 

-Afcw  /o  /£*  Zar^  #  ^/urg-  Song  b     47 

Ai»w  /<?  the  Lord  that  makes  us  know  a     6  x 

Ainv  to  the  Power  of  God  fupreme  a     37 
O 

O^  an  overcoming  Faith  a      1 7 

0/  if  my  Soul  was  form  d  for  Woe  b   106 

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Of  the  Firft  Lines. 

G  the  Almighty  Lord  b 

O  the  Delights,  the  heavenly  Joys  b 

Often  1  feek  my  Lord  by  Night  a 

Once  more,  my  Soul,  the  rifing  Day  b 

Our  Days,  alas,,  eur  mortal  Dmys  b 

Our  God  honu  firm  his  Promi/e  Jlands  b 

Our  Sins,  alas,   how  Jlrong  they  be  b 

Our  Souls  Jball  magnify  the  Lord  a 

Our  Spirits  join  f  adore  the  Lamb  C 

P 

PLung"d  in  a  Gulph  of  dark  Defpair  b     79 

Praife,  everlafling  Praife  be  paid  b     6© 
R 

RAiJe  thee,   my  Soul,  fly  up  and  run  b     33 

Raife  your  triumphant  Songs  b   104 
Rife,  rife,  my  Soul,  and  leave  the  Ground  b     17 
S 

S  Mints,  at  my  father's  heavenly  Word  a     128 

Salvation  /  0  the  joy ful  Sound  b     88 

See  where  the  great  incarnate  God  a     45 

Shall  the  vile  Race  ofplefh  and  Blood  a     83 

Shall  <we  go  on  to  fin  a   106 

Shall  Wifdom  cry  aloud  a     92 

Shine  mighty  God,  on  Britain  fbine  Z     3^ 

Shout  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  Joys  b     92 

$in  has  a  thoufand  treacherous  Arts  b   150 

Sin  like  a  venomous  Dijeafe  b  153 

Sing  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  Shies  b      13 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  with  joyful  Voice  a     43 

Sing  to  the  Lord, ye  heavenly  HjJIs  b     6z 

fitting  around  my  Father's  Board  C     23 

$0  did  the  Hebrew  Prophet  raife  a  1 1  z 

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So  let  our  Lips  and  Lives  exprefs  a  igz 

So  new  born  Babes  defer e    the  Breaft  a   143 

Ztmdup,  my  >ouLjbake  off  thy  Fears        b     77 
Stoop  down,  my  Thoughts,  that  ufe  to  rife  b     28 
Strait  is  the  Way,  the  Door  is  Jirait         b   161 
T 

TErriblt  God,  that  reign  ft  on  high       b     22 
That  awful  Day  will  jurely  come     b   1 07 
%bet  nve  adore,  Eternal  Name  b      c  r 

7#*  GVorw  0/  »/y  Ms/for   G^  b     71 

The  God  of  Mercy  be  adoSd  C      30 

The  King  of  Glory    fends  his  Son  b   156 

3T£*  £a  Wj  /£*/  Ung  in   Darknejs  lay       a      1 3 
The  Law  by  Mofes  rtfflz*  a    llS 

The  Law  commands,  and  makes  us  know  b  1 2 1 
The  Lord  declares  his  Will  b   i  20 

The  Lord  defending /rem  above  b    1  26 

7"^  Z^  Jehovah  m^wj  b   169 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims  a      8; 

7£*  Majefty  of  Solomon  b  1 1 3 

The  Memory  of  our  dying   Lord  C      1 5 

7"^  Premije  of  my  Father's   Love  C        3 

5"^  Promife  was  divinely  free  b   134 

7^  /*-«<?  Mefliah  now  appears  b      12 

The  Voice  of  my  Beloved  founds  a     69 

7^,?  wondering  World  enquires  to  know  a  75 
There  is  a  Houfe  not  made  with  Hands  a  1 1 0 
There  is  a   Land  of  pure  Delight  b     66 

There's  no  Ambition  (wells  my  Heart  a  33 
There  was  an  Hour  when  Chrift  rejricd  a  II 
The/e  glorious  Minds  how  bright  theyjhine  a  41 
This  is  the  Word  of  Truth  and  Love  b  I  38 
Thou,  whom  my  Soul  admires  above        a     67 

Thus 


Of  the  Firft  Lines 

Thus  did  the  Sin  of  Abraham  pa  ft  b   127 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  a      80 

1 'bus  faith  the,  Firft,  the  great  Command  a    1  1 6 
Thus  faith  the    High  and  lofty  One  a 

Thus  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  Skies  a 

Thus  faith  the    Mercy  of  the  Lord  a 

Thus  faith  the  Wifdom  of  the  Lord  a 

T'?y   Tan) ours,  Lord,  furprize  our  Souls       b 
Time,  what  an  empty  Vapour  "'tis  b 

"?7j  by   the  Faith    of  Joys  to    come  b 

*Th  from   the  T>ea fufes  of    his    Word     a. 
^lis  not  the  Law   often  Commands  a 

To  God  the  only  Wife  a 

To  him    that  chofe  us  firjl  a 

'Twas  by  an  Order  from  the  Lord  a 

*Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  Night    c 
*T<was  the  CummiJJion  of  our  Lord  a 

V  . 

VAin  are  the  Hopes  the  Sons  of  Men   a 
Vain  are  the  Hspes  that  Rebels  place  a 
Vnjbaken  as  the    facred  Hill 
Up  to  the  Field  where  Angels  lie 
Up  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on 
W 

WE  are  a  Garden  walfd  around 
We  blefs  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord 
We  Jing  the  amazing   heeds 
We  fing  the  Glories  of  thy  Love 
Welcome  (weet   Day  of  Rcfi 
Well,  the  Redeemer  s  gone 
What  different  Powers   of  Grace  and  Sin  b 
What  equal  Honours  Jbttll  we  bring 


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A    TABLE. 

What  happy  Men  or  Angels  the/e  b     40 

What  mighty  Man,  or  mighty  God  a      z% 

Whence  do  our  mournful  'Thoughts  arife  a      32 

When  I  can  read  my  'Title  clear  b     6  C 

When  in  the  Light  of  Faith  Divine  b    10 1 

When   1  furvey  the.  njuond'rous  Crofs  c        7 

When  <we  are  rais'd  from  deep  Difirefs  a      5  ? 

When  Strangers  Hand  and  hear  me  tell  a     ~6 

W^/«  /£*/r/?  Parents  of  our  Race  b      78 
JSP£«r  the  great  Builder  fret  c  IS  d  the  Skies  b      24 

JP£rr*  ar*  the  Mourners,  faith  the  Lord  b   1 54 

#^0  r*«  defcribe  the  Joys  that  rife,  a   I  o  I 

JP#0  &y  belies  d  thy  Word  a   I  4. 1 

*P£*  *  j  /£/V  /Wr  ©*<r  /*  Difrefs  a     78 

Whg/hall  the  Lords  Elecl  condemn  a     i4 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  Rage  a        4 

J^y  does  your  Face,  ye  humble  Souls  b      85 

Why  d»  <we  mourn  departing  Friends  b        3 

Why  is  my  Heart  lb  Jar  from  thee  b     2<> 

Why  Jhould  the  Children  of  a  King  a   144. 

Why Jhould  this  Earth  delight  us  To  b   164 

Why  Jhould  nve  fart  and  fear  to  die  b     3 1 

With  chearful Voice  1 fng  8148 

With  holy  Fear  and  bumble  Song  b     44 

With  Joy  ive  meditate  the  Grace  a  1 2  5 
Y 

YE  Saints,  bow  lovely  is  the  Place  a      38 

Te  Sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young  a     80 

Ye  that  ebey  the  immortal  King  a      34 

z 

/"jX  IQN   rejoice ,  and  Judah  £»£  bin 

A  TABLE 


[     eo     J 

A 

TABLE 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  Title  or 
Contents  of  it. 


Note,  The  Letters,  a,  b,  c,  fignify  thefirfi,  fecond, 
and  third  look  :  The  Figures  direcl  to  the  Hymn. 
If  you  find  not  what  Hymn  you  feek  under  one 
Word  of  the  Title,  feek  it  under  another,  or  by  feme 
Word  that  is  of  the  fame  Signification,  tho1  per- 
haps not  mentioned  in  the  Title  of  the  Hymn. 

A  Interceffion. 

AArsn and  Cbrtft  a  145  AffeftionsmQonfcntb'zo 

MofesScJo/huabizi  Unfan&ifyM        b  165 

^rfl^zH'sBlefiingonthe  Affltcled.    Chrifi's    Com- 

Gcntiles  a  60,113,  "4  paffion  to  them     a  125 

b  1 34.      Offering    his  AffliSiions  removed  a  87 

Son                      a  129  Submitted  to  a  5,  129 

Abfenee  and  Prefence  of    b   109.     Support  and 

God    b  93,  94,    iao.  Comfort  under  them  b 

From  God  forever  in-  50,  65.     And  Death 

tolerable             b  107  and  Providence    a  83 

Accefs  to  the  Throne  by  Almofi  Chriftian    b  158 

a  Mediator         b  108  Angels  Sinning      b  24. 

Adam  his'Fall       a  107.  Standing  and  falling  b 

Corrupt  Nature  from  27.  Praife  ye  the  Lord 

him  b  128,  the  firft  &  b.  27.  Punifhed&Man 

the  fecond     a  57,  124  faved  b  9!,  97.  Their 

Adoption  a  64,  143,  and  Miniftry  to  Chrijf  and 

Election                a   54  Saints  b  18,  112,  113 

Adi/ecette,     See   Chrifi'%  Ambition, 


1 


o°o  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Afj}onkz  bici   Bleffednefsk  Bufinefs  of 

rTrr°l    God'       See     Heaven,  a  40,41.  b  86 

Wrath,  Vengeance.  Hell.     Only  in  Cod  b*  93,  94 

Answers  to  the  Church's  y3,I70' 

AntiChrifl  Ins  Rum,  a     the  <?«*/*/«  anuu, 
29»  56>  59-  Set  Enemies.  D   ,J7 

iMf  •«.    b  '58  fi/^anHFIefhofar/Vf 

</M/«commiffionai-i8     is  our  Food   c   17,    ,g 

AfccnfionSc  Refurreftion     the  Seal  of  the  New- 

?n*      fi      '  a^b  76     Teftame«tc  3-      The 
Affiance  agamft  Temp-     Spirit  &  the  Water  c  g 
tations  a  15,  32,  b  50,  Boajfine  excluded  a   96 
£/r  e  TT  65  £"<&?•'  frail.     See    £##, 

AJfurance  of  Heaven,  a  ^^  of  God's  Decrees 
*7-  b65.    Of  the  Love  b  gq 

of  any?      a  14.     b  73  2*r*«rfof  Life  is  CWi?  c  5 
ut  i^aith  a  103  Breathing  towards  Hea- 

Attributes.     See  G^.  ven  b  23 

^> ^  /      c\  Britain^ God nraifed  b  1 

jfcAbykn ^  falling    a    56,     For  Deliverance   b.  92. 
»     59;    See£»«»w  Burial b  6^  with  C*rtf 

Backjlidings  and  Returns     in  Baptifm,  a  122,  and 
n-    ..  ^       b  ao     Death  of  a  Saint    b* 

Isapiifm  a  52.  Preaching  C 

and  the  Lord's  Supper  QAnaan  and  Heaven 
b  141.  &  Circumcifion  b  66,  124 

a    hi.     b   127.      T34.  Carnal  Joys  parted  with 
Burial I  with  Org* a  122     b    ,0,     1,.        Reafon 
Beatitudes  a  102     humbled        a    n,   u 

£*/*«/*  and    be    faved  Ceremonial.      See  Z«w, 
„  ..         ,  a  100     7*#«,  PnV/?. 

Believer  baptifed    a  52,  CharaBers  of  the  Chil- 

p-  ,t    c  .i.       ,    ^    lzz  dien  of  God,  ai43,  of 

Birth,  firlt  and   fecond  Ckrifl  a   146— ifo    of 

a  95,   99-       Of  Chrifi,  Bleffednefs            a  10* 

Miracles  at  it    b  136  Charity  and  Uncharita- 

Bleffed  are  the  Dead  in  blenefs  a  i26,and  Love 

the  Lord  a  if.  Society  a   ,30j   „- 

m  Heaven  b  33,  75  Children 


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\&bUdre»\n  the  Covenant  Excellencies   a  52  b  17 

of  G nice    a    113,    114  Faith  and  Knowledge  of 

Devoted  to  God,  a  12 x  him   a    103,   his  Flefh 

b  127  and  Blood   our   Food 

ChriJ}.      See  Lord,     and  c  17,   18.     Found  and 

Aaron  a   145  and  v&zW  brought  to  the  Church 

a    124    his    Afcenfion  a  71 

b  76  His  Glory  in  Heaven  b 

Beatific    Sight   of  him  91.  God  reconciled  in 

b  75.  Beloved  defcrib-  him    b    148.      Grace 

ed  a  75,  the  Bread  of  given  us  in  him  a  137 

,  Life  c  5  b  40 
His  Care  of  the  young  &  High  Prieftand  King,  a 
feeble  a  125,  138,  and  61.  his  Human  &  Di- 
the  Church,  feeking,  vine  Nature  a  2,  13, 
finding,  &c.  See  Church  16.  Humiliation  and 
Coming  to  judge,  a  61.  Exaltation  a  1,  63,  141 
his  Commiffion  b  103,  142.  b  5,  43,  81,  83, 
104.  Communion  with  84.  c.  10,  16 
him,  a  66— -71.  and  His  Incarnation  a  3,  13, 
Saints,  a  67,  76.  c  2,  Intercefiion  b  36,  37, 
Compared  to  inanimate  118.  Invitation  to  Sin- 
Things  a  146.  His  ners  a  147 
Coronation  and  Efpou-  The  King  at  his  Table 
fals  a  72.  His  Crofs  a  66.  his  Kingdom 
not  to  be  adiamed  of  among  Men,  a  3,  *i. 
c  19.  Crucify 'd,  God's  Knowledge  and  Faith 
Wifdom  &  Power  c  10  in  him  a  103 
Oayids  Son  a  16,  50.  The  Lamb  of  God,  a  1, 
His  Death  caus'd  by  Sin  64.  his  Love  to  the 
b  81.  Grace  and  Glory  Church  a  14, 17.  under 
by  it,  c  23.  Victory  &  Defertion  b.  50.  flied 
Kingdom  b  1 14.  his  abroad  in  the  Heart  a 
Divine  Nature  a  2,  13,  135.    To  Men    a   92. 

^92,    b  52.    Dwells   in  Lifted  up  a  1 11. 

^Heaven,  vifits   the  Miniftred  to  by  Angel* 

Earth                     a  76  b    112,  113.    Miracles 

Enjoyment  of  him  b  15,  at  the  Birth  of  Chrifi 

16.  his   Eternity  a  2,  b  136.  Miracles  in  his 

ji.   Example    b    139.  Life, 


ooo  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Life,  Death,and  Refur- 

reclion     b     137.     and 

Mcfes  a  118,  49 
Names  and  Titles,  a  14.7 
.  14.S.   Nativity  a  3,   13 
Obeyed  or  refifted  393. 

Kis  Offices. a  149,  150. 

b  132 

Pardon  &  Strength  from 

him  c.  24..  Our  PaiTo.ver 

b  155.  HisPeiTon  glo- 
rious and  gracious  a  75 


Our  Sanclification  397, 
9*.  Satan  at  Enmity,  a 
107.  Saints  in  his  Hand 
a  138.  Our  Shepherd 
a  8, 742.  TheSubftance 
of  the  Types  b  12.  fent 
by  the  Father  a  100.  b 
*c>3,  104.  His  Suffer- 
ings c  if.  &  godly  Sor-- 
row  b  9, 1 06  and  Glory  . 
a  1,  62,  63,  b  4.3,  8x, 
S3,  84.  c  10. 


b  47.  OurPhyiician  a  His  Titles  and  Kingdom 
His  Pity  to  the     a    13.    Triumph  over 


Afflicted  and  Tempted 
a  125.  His  Priefthood 
a  145.  b  118.  hisPre- 
fence,fee  Vrefence.  Pro- 
phecies, and  Types  of 
him  b  135  Prophet, 
Prieft,  and  King  a  25. 
b  1 32.  our  Prophet  and 
Teacher  a  93 

Redemption.  See  Redeem 
Rejected  by  the  Jews 
a  141.  Refurre&ion,  b 
72 »  76.  Is  our  Hope 
a  26.  Refurreclion, 
Life,  and  Death  mira- 
culous b  137.  Reveal'd 
to  Man.  a  10.  To  Babes 
a  ir,  12.  Righteouf-  Church, 
nefs  &  Strength  in  him 
a  84,  85,  97.  Righte- 
oufnefs  valuable,  a  109 

His  Sacrifice  b  J4.2.  and 
IntercefTion  b  118.  Sal- 
vation, Righ^eoufnefs 
and  Strength   in  him 

a  15,   S4,  %$,    97,   9*- 


our  Enemies  a  28,  29. 
Types  and  Prophecies 
of  him  b  135 

Victory  over  Satan  a  89 
Death  and  Hell  c  21 
unfeen  and  beloved  a 
ibl 
Wifdom  of  God  a    9$ 
our  Wilclom  and  Righ- 
teoufnefs     a     97,     9J 
worfhip'd  by  the  Crea- 
tion a  6% 
Chrijlian,      See     Saints, 
Spiritual,  Sec.  Religion 
its    Excellency    b  131 
Almoft  b  1 58.  Virtues 
b  i6t 
See  Worjhipy 
Saints,    Spiritual.     Its 
Safety  and  Protection 
a  8,  39,  b  64,  92.     Its 
Enemies  (lain  by  Chrijl 
a  21,   29.    Converfing 
with  Cbrifr,<viz  Seeking) 
finding,    calling,    an- 
twering 


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fwering  a  66-71.  Un-  Contention  &  Love  a  13a 
der  God's  Care  a  39.  Con<verfion  a  104.  b.  159 
Efpoufals  with  Cbriji  a  the  Difficulty  of  it  b 
72.  Beauty  in  theEyes  161.  delay 'd  a  8 J— 91 
of  Cbriji  a  73.  The  The  Joy  of  Heaven 
Garden  of  Cbrifl  a  74.  a  lei 

Circumdjion  abolifhed  b  Convifiion  of  Sin  by  the 

134.  and  Baptifm  am     Law  a  94.,  115.  by  the 

b  127     Crorsof  Cbrifib  %i,  95 

Cloathing  fpxritual  a  7  40  Corrupt    Nature     from 

Cmj'ort  in  the  Covenant     Adam  a  5 1 .  b  1  28 

with  C^rj/r  b  40.  re-  Covenant  of  Grace  a  9 
ftor'd  b  733  See  Pardon,  Children  therein  a  113, 
In  Sorrows  of  Mind  &  114.  feal'd  and  fworn 
Body  b  5»  65     a  139  c  $,  Hope  in  it 

Communion  with  G&r$  a  139  made  with  C#n/? 
andSaintsa2.Ber.ween  our  Comfort  b  40,  Of 
Chrift  and  the  Church  Works.  See  La<w  and 
a  66—71.  b  15,   16,         Gofpei. 

QomppJJion  of  a  dying  Conjeteoufn-ejs^  &c.  a  24* 
C#rc/?  c  22.  to  be  afflic-  b  56,  toi. 

ted  a  125  Courage  and  Conftancy 

Complaintof  a  hard  heart  a  14,  15,48.  b  4,  65 
b  98,  of  defertion  and  Creation  a  92  b  71,  14? 
Temptations  b  163.  of  New  b  133.  Prefervari- 
Dulnefs  b  34ofindwel-  on,  ftfr.  of  this  World 
ling  Sin  a   115.  of  In-  b   13 

gratitude  b  74.  of  Sloth  Creaturts  praife  the  Lord 
&  Negligence  b  25.  32.    b  71.  Love  dangerou?, 

Condemnation  by  the  Law    b  48 .  God  above  them , 
a  91     a  82.  their Vanitybi4S 

CGndefcenJionto  ourWor-  Crofs  of  Chrijl  is  our 
fhipb  45.  Affairs  b  46    Glory  c  19  Repentance 

Confejjion    and    Pardon    flowing  frcm  it  b  io5 
a  131    Salvation    in    it    b  4 

CMr/«V#r*good,thePlea-  Crucifixion  to  the 
fare  of  it  b  57.  fecure    World  by  it  c    7 

and    awaken'd    a  115  C«r/£  and  Promife  a  107 

Gvnjiavcy  in  the  Gofpei  Cujfom  in  Sin         b  160 
id  4  P 


•°°  A  Table  of  Contents. 

D^r.oPourea,hly  D—  ■aS.ni 

ture°Ve  t0  the  €rea"  ^   of  Conv'rnon5a 

C7PS  Prefence     b  54  in  God  b  +a.  in  Con - 

of  Providence    b  to9  verfe  with  Chrift  b  ir 

Day  of  Grace  and  Time  r  J 

of  Duty  a  88.  of  }^g-  Deliverance    b    3.      See 

menta4556:565  89,9o  Enemies.  Church.    And 

w  rr1", th?  L°rd'  their  s"bmifIion  ar9.  from 

Bleffednefsa  .g.toSin  fpiritual  Enemy    a  47 

by  the  Croft  ofc7*n/?  b    65,  82.     />#»<&»« 

_.                             a  106  See  Faith. 

Affl-A-See  C^  and  D'M»«d  Temptati- 

Afflichons  under  Pro-  on  complaint  of  b  •  61 

vidence  a  83.  terrible  to  0*/™  of  CM/r'sPrefence 

the  Unconverted  a9,  b   too.     See   more    in 

m&¥%y  by  fcue  Si^ht  *"""»*  ChrifrLove,  &c 

% S,Sht2f  ^eaven  b  66  a  r  t  ?,   b   t  56,  ;  r7 

God  s  Prefence    in   it  Devi!  vanquinVd    a   c8. 
b  j9,  uy.  our  Fear  of    See  Ficlory. 
Jtb3r.  defirable  a    9  Devotion  fervent  defiVd 
o   61.  overcome  a  17  b  „ 

triumphed  over  a  6.  b  Difficulty  of  Conversion 
no.  prenar'd  for  a  27  b     61 

b  63.  of  a  Sinner  a  24  Difolution  of  this  World 
o  2.   and   burial   of  a  b  11 

Saint  a  ig  b  3.  and  />,/«/&.  See  &VW, 
eternity  b  28.  and  Difiemper.  Folly  and 
Glory  a  1  to.  bSi.  and  MadnefsofSin  b  ir* 
the  Refurreftion  b  3,  Diflfotruijbing  Love  a  11, 
«f».  TJo.  of^j  at  12.  96,  ir7.  b  96,  97 
God  s  Command  b  49  Divine.  See  Garf,  £>W/y, 
dreadful  and  delightful     &c. 

r*     ../•  ,    /•    ,-„•    ,b  5*  £>^w/tf«ofGodandour 
Deceitfulnefs  of  Sin  b  1 50  Deliverance 


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DKiverance  b  3.  Eter-  Exaltation.      See  Chrift, 
nal  b  67.  over  the  Sea     Glory,  Sufferings,  &c. 

b  70  Example  of  Chrift  b  139. 

Doubts  h  Fears  fuppreft     of  Saints  b  140 

b  7-5  Excellency  of  the  Chrif- 

Duhiefs  fpiritual       b  25     tian  Religion         b  131 

E  F 

J?Artl-,  no  Red  on  it  pAitb  in  Things  tin  fee  n 

b  146.    and  Heaven        a  120.    b  129.     and 

bio,  11,53     Knowledge  of    Chrift 

Ejji'jion    of   the    Spirit     a  103     Love    and   Joy 

b  144    a  108.    and    Unbelief 

Eledlion  excludes  boalt-     b  125.    livingand  dead 

fag  396.     Free  a   ir,     3140.   aflilted  by'Senfe 

12,      54,      117.        See     b  141.  its  Joy  b  162.  in 

Decrees.  Chrift  our   Sacrifice   b 

End  o{  the  World  b  164     142.  and    Salvation   a 

Enemies  of  the  Church     100.    of   Aflurance    a 

ui (appointed  b  91,92.     10 >.    and  Sight  a   no 

Salvation  from    them     b    145.  triumphing  in 

b  82.  triumph'd  over    Chrift  a  14.  for  Pardon 

by  Chrift  a  18,  29.  See     and    SancYification    b 

Church, Baby  Ion, Michael,     90.  Faith  and   Reafon 

Enjoyment  of thrift  b  15,  b  87,  109 

i(S.  See  Worjbip.  Faitbfu!nefsofGod*s?ro- 

Enmity  between     Chrift     mi(cs  b  40,  60,  69 

and  Satan  a  107  A?// of  Angels  and  Men 

Envy  and  Love      a  13c     b  24.  and  Recovery  of 

EfpftutaU of  the  Church     Man  a  107  b  78 

to  Chrift  a  72  Fears  and    Doubts  (up- 

Eftahlijbment    in    Grace     preH  b  73 

b  82  Feajl  of  Love   a   68.    of 

Eternity  of  God  b  17.  of    Triumph  c  21.   of  the 

his  Dominion  b67.  and     Gofpel   a    7.    c  12,  20 

,    Death  b  28.  fucceeding     made  &  Gueft  invited 

this  Life  b    55*       See  c  13 

Heaven,  Death  Fi  Uaivjbip  See  Communion 

[Evening  and    Morning  Fervency     of    Devotion 

Hymns    a  79,   80,    8r\     defir'd  b  34 

b  0,  7,  J  />"«?' 


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A  Table  of  Contents. 

FfH  ST?!     ^    rJt1/!    Juftification  &  Sanfti- 
^KnftFl0°?CfChrfft    fiatiMJ3-     To  the 

n«r  t  k  °°d  i  '*  l8'    Father»  Son>  and  H°»V 
our  Tabernacle  a  110.    Glioft    c   26— 41.     of 

£?>?  ,  b  '4J  God  in  the  Gofpel  b 
/W Spiritual  a  7, 67,  6*    126,  and  Grace  in  the 

:    A^andMadnefsofSin    &  Sufferings  of  Chrift 
v    l  o      ~b  J53     l>   43-      See   Sufferings 

<    Forbearance.  See  Patience  Glorying  in  the  Crofs  of 
/br^wa^/}.   Set  Pardon.     Chrift  c   jo 

/bmo/rfy  in  Worfrip  God  all  in  alt  b9,,94. 
r  .,  n  ...  .a  *36  K\s  Ab fence,  his  Attri- 
irad.Stt  Life,  Health,  butesb  «,  166,169. 
Forgetfulnefs  b  165    glorify'd  by    Chrift  b 

£'««y  and  Folly    b  32     126  c  10.   the  Avenger 
Free    See  Grace,  Fleclion,    of  his  Saints         b  11  c 
*?~      trom    Sin   a"d  Care  of  his  Church  a  30 
Milery  in  Heaven  bS6     Condefcenfion   to  buj 
Funeral  Thought    b  63.     man  Affairs  b  36  to  our 
See  Death,  Burial.  Worfhip    b    45.      the 

_  t   ,        G  Creator  and  Redeemer 

QArden  of  Chrift  is  the  b  35 

Church  a  74  Our  Delight  b  42,  our 

Garment    of    Salvation    Defence  a  47.    Domi- 
a  7>  20     nion  over  the  Sea  b  y 
Gentiles,  Chrift  revealed    Dominion  and  our  Be- 
to  them  a   10,   13,50.     liverance  b  1 1 1.  dwells 
013.14-       Abraham's    with  the  Humble  a  87 
Bleffing  on  them  a  113  Eternity  b    17,  Eternal 
114,  b  134     Dominionb67,   Ever- 
Gkrif/d    Martyrs   and     lafting  Abfence  intole- 
Samts  a  40,  41.     rable  b  ioc, 107 

Glory  and  Death  a  no.  Far  above  his  Creatures 
b  fi.  See  Heaven.  Of  a  82,  the  Father,  Son, 
God  above  our  Reafon  and  Spirit  c  26—41 
b  87.  of  Chrift  in  Hea-  his  Faithfulnefs  to  his 
ven   b  91.     See  Chrift,     Promifes  b  60, 69 

And    Grace    by     the  Glory  and  Defencevof 
Death  of-Chrift  c  23.  siott 


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Siott  b  64,  his  Glory's 
above  our  Rcafon  b  %y 
his  Goodnefs  b  58.  80 
his  Grace.  See  Gnice, 
Government  from  him 
b  14.9,  Holinefs,  Juftice 
and  Sovereignty  a   80 

Invisible  b  *6  Incom- 
mvhenfible  b  87,  170 

His  Kingdom  Supreme 
b  115,  lusLovein  fend- 
ing his  Son  a  100. 

And  our  Neighbour 
loved  a  116 

Our  Portion  or  Chief 
Good  b  93,  94 

His  Power  b  80,  and 
Goodnefs  b  6,  7,  8  his 
Praife-  See?rz\it.  Pre- 
fence  in  Life  and  at 
Death  b  115.  JV*  Pre- 
sence. Preierverofour 
Lives  b  6,  7,  8, 19  Pro- 
Jnife  and  Truth  un- 
changeable a  139 

Sight  of  him  weans  us 
from  Earth  b  41  Sove- 
reign b  170 

Terrible  Majefty  b  22. 
and  Mercy  b  80.  his 
Truth  b  60,  69 

Vengeance    b  44,     62. 

Unity  and   Trinity  c 

26—41 

His  Word  a  53.  Wrath 

and  Mercy  a  43 

Ccc^ofGodb  <;8,  74 

See  Grace,  And  Power 

ot  God  a  +2<  b  8o 

i  I'eaft  c  13.    See 


Grace,  Feafi.  Invitation 
and  Provision  a  7.  c  20 
Times  their  Blefl'ednef  s 
a    10.      See    Scripture, 
Glorifies    God    b    126 
No  Liberty  to  Sin,  a 
106, 132,  140.  Not  afha- 
med  of  it  a  103,  c  19. 
and  Law  a  94.   b  120, 
120,  121,  124.  iinn'd  a- 
gainft  a  118.  its  diffe- 
rent Succels,  a  119.   b 
144.  Miniitry  a  10.  at- 
tended by    Miracles  a 
128.  b  136,  137.  its  glo- 
rious Effects  b  13! 
Government   from   God 
b  149 
Grace  and  Glory  by  the 
Death  of  Chrift  c  23. 
oftheSpiritai02.  Con- 
verting b  139.  in  Exer- 
ciiec  25.    jultifiesa  94. 
fanclifies   and  faves  a 
in.  not   convey'd    by- 
Parents  a  99,  all  fuffi- 
cient  in  Duty  &  Suffer- 
ings a  25,  32, 104  given 
in  Chrift  a  137,  Cove- 
nant a  9.    Children  in 
it  a  113,  114.  and  Holi- 
nefs a  133.  Electing  a 
54.    its  Freedom  and 
Sovereignty    a  II,   12, 
96,  117,  b  96,  97  and 
Glory  in  the  Perfon  of 
Chrift  b  47.    adopting 
a  64.  perfevering  a  51. 
Promifcsa7.9,Throne 

accefhb^  J 


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acceflible  by  Chrift  b 
36,  37,108 
Gratitude  for  Divine  Fa- 
vours b  119 
Great      Britain's 

praifed 

H 

JjAppinefs.     See  Blejed 

Heaven,  Hardnefs  of 

Heart  b  98 

Hatred  and  Love   a  130 

Health  preferved  b  6,  7, 

8,  19.  reftored      a  55 
Heaven  and  Earth  b  10, 

11,  53.  and  Hell   a  45 

Inviiible   and  Holy,  a 

105.   Meditation   of  it 

b    161.    Joy  there  for 

repenting  Sinners  a  101 

Its  Bleffednefs  &  Bufi- 

nefs  a  4*,  41.  the  Hope 

of  it  our  Support  b  65. 

Its     Profpect.     makes  Hofanua  to  Chrift   a 

Death  eafy  b  66.  Wor-     c  42,  &c. 

fiiip  of  it  humble  b  68  Humane  Affairs  conde 

Freedom  from  Sin  and 

Mifery  there  b  86.  ho- 

ped  for  by  Chrift's  Re- 

furrection  a  26.    Infu- 

red   and  prepared  for 

a  27.  Gfcrift's  Dwelling 

Place  a  76.  b  91.  Sight 


b  62.  ortheVeng 

of  God  b  22,  44^.    1  fee 

holy  Fear  of  it    b  107 

Hexekiah\  Song  a  55 
God  Holy.  See  Spirit. 
b  1  Holinefs.  See  Grace,  Spi- 
ritual, San8ificat>on. 
And  fov'reignty  ofGod 
a  82,  $£.  and  Grace  a 
J32,  J40.  its  Charac- 
ters a  Joa 

Honour  vain  b  Jo  J.     To 
Magiftrates  b  J49 

Hope  of  the  living  a  88 
gives  Light  &  Strength 
b  J29.  In  the  Covenant 
a  J39.  of  Heaven  by 
Chrift 's  Refurrecrion  a 
26.  of  Heaven  our  Sup- 
port under  Trials  b  65 
of  the  Rejurreclion  b  3. 
no 
:6. 


fcended  to  by  God  b  4S 

Nature  of  Chrift  a  .13, 

23 

Humble  God's  Dwelling 

a  87.  Enlightned  a  jj, 

ji,  50.       Worfhip  of 

Heaven  b  68 

of  God&  Chrift  there  Humiliation.  See  Chrift, 

b  23.    blefTed    Society     Sufferings,    &e.    And 

there  b  23.  defir'd  b  68     Prayer  publick       a  30 

Heavenly  Mindednefs  b  Humility  and  Pride  a  .127 

57-  joy  on  Earth  b  15     and  Meeknefs      a  J02. 

30,  59     in  Heaven  b  68. 

flif// and  Death  b  2.  and  Hypocrify  and  Sincerity; 

judgment    a   45,  107,  a 


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a  J36.     Hypocrite,  or     108    of   Faith    b  i6z" 
almoft  Chriftian  b  J58     Carnal  parted   with  b 

«^„  /    r    }       T  IO'    n   Heavenly  upon 

yEahufy  of  our  Love  to     Earth  a  135  b  30, 59 
*/    Chnft  a  7b.  Jefus.        Spiritual  reftored  b  73. 
to*  Lord,  Chnft.  See    more    in  Delight. 

Jews.  &*Moies,  Gofpel,     Com, ort. 

Chrift.  Gentiles.  Judgment  Day  a  45,  65, 

Ignorants  enlightied    a     89,   9«,.  and  Hell  b  6a 
1  1,   12     Chrift    coming     to   it 
Ignorance  and  Uufruit-  a  61 

£ulne(s  b  165  Juftice,  &c.  of  God  a  86 

Impenitence  b  125  Juftification  a    .4.      See 

Incarnation  of  Chrift  a  2     Pardon.   By  Faith  not 
,     3>  I3>  60     by   Works  a    94.,  100 
Jneomprehenfible Godh*7     and  Sanclifi.atio- 

and  ln<vifible        b  26     20,   80,   85.  b 
Inconjiancy  of  our  Love     Glory 

b  20 
Infants.      See   Children    Vlngdom  a.    - 
Ingratitude     complain'd        Chrift  a  13.  01 
->(      .  ,  b74     among  Men   a  ai,  ... 

Infpiration  and  Prophecy     of  God  Eternal  b'  67. 
»  -.     .  „  b  J5X     Supreme  b  nc 

luftituhon    of  the  Lord's  £** w/^  and  Faith  in 

Supper  ci     Chrift  a  103.     Saving 

Infufiaency  of  SdfRigh-  from  God  a  11,   iz   n? 

teoufnefs  bi^  L 

/«/^>»  of  Chrift  b^6  £,#«*  that  was    flain 
r     •     •        n  ^    37>  Ji8  a    i,  25,   62.  See 

Invitation  of  Chrift  an-      Chrift.  * 

fwer'd  a  7o.    of  the  Z*w  convinces  of  Sin 

Goipel    a   79,   127.   c     a    15.  condemns  a  94. 
_,  ,  JJ>  20     and  Gofpel  b   120,  121, 

>te  the  Baptift's  Mef-     124.  and  Gofpel  finn'd 
«  lge     a  *      a5®     againft  a  128 

J*/***,  iforoa  &    M^j  LeviticalPnefthood  ful- 

^      «.'-«.       ,       b  I2+     filled  in  Chrift       b   & 
7<>J>>  raith  and  Love,  a  &#  frail  and  fucceeding 

Eternity 


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Eternity  b  55.preferv'd    to  the  Creature  dange- 

b  6,  7,  8,  19.  fhort  frail     rous  b  48.  Diftinguifh- 

mifsrable  a  82,  b  39,     ing  a  jj,  J2,  b  96,  97 

58.  The  Day  ot  Grace  M 

and  Hope    '  a  88  J^fAdnefst  Folly  &  Dif- 

Light  and  Salvation  by  temper  of  Sin  b  J53 

Jcfus  Chrift  a  50.     in  Magiflrates  honoured 

Darknefs  by  the  Pre-  b  J49 

fence  of  God         b  54  Majefty  of  God  terrible 

Given    to    the  Blind  b  22, 6a 

a  jj,  J2  Malice  and  Love    a  J30 

Lord  Jcfus   at  his  own  Man  faved  and  Angels 

Table  a66,c  J5.  Sup-     punifhed  b  96,97  roor- 

per,     Preaching,    and     tal  and  vain  a  82.    his 

Baptifm  b  J4J.  Supper    Fall  &  Recovery  a  J07 

inftituted  c  J.  Day  372  Martyrdom     .     a  J4,  b  4 

lightful  b  J4.  Table  Martyrs  glorified  a  4*  4J 

Med  for  c  2».  See  Mary  the  Virgin's  Song 

<?>rift.  *'         a  60 

arift  unchan-  Mediator  the  Way  te  the 

.uxe   a  14,  39.    flied     Throne  of  Grace  b  jo 8 

PDroad  in    the   Heart  Meditation  of  Heaven  b 

a  J35.  its  Banquet    a     J62    and    Retirement 

6%,  c  J3.  of  Chrift  in  b  jlzz 

Words  and  Deeds  a  77  Memory  weak        b  J65 

of  Chrift  its  Strength  a  Memorial  of  our  abfent 

78.  unfeen    a  J08.  to     Lord  c   6 

Chrift  bjoo.   to  God  MeJJiab  born  a  60  come 

pleafant  and  powerful  b  jz, 

b  38.  and  Hatred  a  J30  MichaeVz  War  with  the 

Faith  and  Joy  a  J08,    Dragon  a  58 

and  Charity  aJ33.  of  Minijlers  Commiflion 

God  in  fending  his  Son  a  J28 

a  jo#,    b  J»3,  J04.     to  Minijter  of  Angels  b  j8 

God  &  our  Neighbour    of  the  Gofpel         a  jo> 

a  jj6.  Religion    vain  Mifery  end  Sin  baniftVd 

without  it,  a  J34.  Peace    from  Heaven  b  86.  and 

and  Meeknefs  a  ?•%.     ftiortaefs  of  Life  b  39. 

of  Chrift  dying  c  4,  22    without   God  in   the 

to  Gpd  inconftantb  a©  WorM 


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World  b  56  of  Sinners.  Olive   Tree,    the  wild 
See  Sinner  .Death,  Hell,     and  go«d  a  jj^ 

Morning  and  Evening  Ordinances.  See  Worjhip, 
Songs  a     79,    80,    8j,     Zcn/V  Supper. 

b  6.  7,  8  Original  Sin  a  57.     See 

Mortality  and  Vanity  of    ^^«,  Nature. 
Man  a  82  P 

Mortification  to  the  VAins,  Comfort  uncjer 
World  by  the  ^ight  of        them  b  50 

God  b  4.1  by  the  Crofs  Paradife  on  Earth  b  3© 
of  Chrift  b  j,  6,   c  7,  r« 

JWg/fcj  and  Chrift  a  49  PW<?#  a  Sufficiency  of 
jj8.  Mofes  dying  b  49  it  b  85.  and  Confeffion 
Aaron  &  Jofhua  b  J24     a  j3j.    and    Strength 

JW>y?mfjreveardajj,j2    from     Chrift    c      24. 
N  bought  at  a  dear  Price 

fcAttonal  Mercies  and     c  4.  and  San&ificatiou 
Thanks       b  j,  jjj.     by  Faith    a  9.  b.  90. 

Nativity  of  Chrift  a  2,    brought  to  our  Senfes 
'       _.         -3»  J3  c  jj. 

Nature  and  Grace  a  J04  Parents  and  Children  a 

Corrupt    from     Adam     jj3,  jj4.      Conrev  not 

a  57,  b  jzS     Grace  \  99 

JWw  Covenant  feaKd  c  Pa/over,  Chrift  is  ours 
3.  Promifesa  7.  Tefta  b  ice 

ment  in  the  Blood  of  Paffion.   See  C*rj/?,  «?*/£ 
Chrift  c  3.  Birth   a  95    ferings,  Anger,  Love. 

November  5th.  A  Song  Patience  under  Amicli- 
of  Praife  b  92     ons  a  5.  .129,  bjo9.  of 

._  °  God  producing Repen- 

QBedience     evangelical    tance  b  74,  joe 

a  J40,  .143  Para    of  Confcienre  b 

OA/Age,  and  Death  of  57.  and  Contention  a 
the  Unconverted  a  9j    .130.  See  Comfort,  Jfy9 

Offence  not  to  be  given  Perfections  of  God  b  .166 

-a-  ,    ^       a  .126    j69.     Perfevering, 

Offices  and  Operations  Grace  a  26.  32,  48, 
of  the  Holy  Spirit  .133  J*  J3* 

and  of  Chrift    a  j46 

J50,  b  .132  S  ?erf:?t 


ood  A  Table  of  Content*. 

P erf  on  of  Chrift  glorious  Prefumption  and  Defpair 
and  gracious  a  75  b  47     a  JB5,  b  J$6y  J57 

Perfection  Courage  un-  Prefenceof  God  inWor- 
derit  a  J4     /hip  b  4.5.     Light  in 

Pharifee    and  Publican    Darknefsb  54,in  Death 
a  J3J     a  J9,   b  3.1,  49.   c  J4. 

Pilgrimage  of  the  Saints    in  Life  &  Death  b  JJ7 
b  53     or  Abfence  of  Chrift 

Pleasure  of  a  good  Con-  b  50.  <>f  Chrift  in  Wor- 
fcienceb57-  of  Religi-  fliip  a  66.  b  J5,  j6,  c 
on  b  30,  59.  finful  for-  J5.  of  God  our  Life  b 
faken  b  jo,  jj.  their  93,  94,  j®o 
Vanity  and  Danger  Prefervation  of  this 
b  joj     World    b  J3.   of  our 

Poverty  cf  Spirit    a  jox     Graces,  a  5.1.  of  our 
J27    Lives  b  6,  7,  8,  J9 

Power  of  God  a  86.  and  Pride  and  Humility  a  jj, 

Wifdom  in  Chrift  cru-  J2,  J27 

cify'd  b  J26,  c  jo.  and  Priefihood Levitical  end- 

Geodnefs  of  God  awful     ing  in  Chrift  b  J2.   of 

a  0*,  b  80     Chrift  b  jj8 

Pra^'imperfect  on  earth  Prodigal  repenting  a  J23 
b  j.for  daily  Protection  Profit  arid  Unprofitable- 
■mdPrefervationb  6,  7,     nefs  a  jj8,  b  J65 

8.  from  Angels  b  27.  Protnifed  MefTiah  born 
from  the  Creation  b  7J  a  60,  J07,  J  34. 

to  the  Redeemer  b  5,  Promifes  of  the  Cove- 
aj,  29,  35,  70.  to  the  nant  a  9,  39,  J07.  See 
Trinity  c  26—41.  for  Scripture.  And  Truth 
Creation  andRedemp-  of  God  unchangeablea 
tion  b  35    J39  our  Security  b  40, 

Prayer  and  PraUe   a    1.  60,  69 

ior  Deliverance  an^  Prophecies  and  Types  of 
i'wer'd  a  30     Chrift  b  J35.   and   In- 

Preaching  Baptihn  &  the     ipiration  b  J50 

Lord's  Supper      b  J4J  Profperity  and  Ad verfity, 

preiicfiination.    See  Elec-     a  <;.  vain  b  56,  joj^ 
tioK.  Protection  from  fpiritual 

preparation  for  Death  Enemies  b  82.  of  the 
a»r.     Sec  Death.  Church 


ft    Table  of  Contents. 
Church    a   8,   22,  23.     gives  Joy    to    Heaven 
See  Church.  a  joi 

Providence  b  4.6.  execu-  Refignation.      See     Sui- 
ted by  Chrift  a  J.  over       miffion. 
Afflictions  and  Death  a  Refurreclion  a  6,  b  joz 

/W/V*  Ordinances.  See  jjo.  to*  Death,  Chrift* 
Worjbip.  Heaven. 

Publican    and  Pharifee  Retirement  and  Medita- 
a  J3J     tion  }).JZ^ 

Punijhment  for  Sin.    See  /towr/wandBackflidings 

flip//  a  joo,  j.18  b  20 

R  Revenge  and  Love  a  1  je 

/?>&■*  Chriftian    a  48,  Rich  Sinner  dying    a  24 

*51  b   56 

*«*/&»  feeble  b  87  Car-  /{«to  their  Vanity  b  46 
nal  humbled    a  jj,  j%  Joj 

Recovery  from  Sickness  Righteoufnefs  &  Strength 
a  55     in  Chrift  a  84,  83,  97> 

Reconciliation  to  God  in  98.  of  Chrift  valuable 
Chrift  b  J48     a  J09.  our  Robe  a  7, 

Redemption  in  Chrift  a  *o.  &  Self-Righteouf- 
97,  98,  b  78.  and  Pro-  nefs  a  13.1.  our  own 
te&ion  b  82.  by  Price    Infufficient  b  J54 

c  4.  and  by  Power  b  29  S 

See  Chrift.  gAbbath  delightful  b  J4 

Regeneration  a  95  b  J30  Sacrament.  See  Bap- 
Religion  neglected  b  32  tifm,  Lord's  Supper. 
vain  without  Love  a  Sacrifice  of  Chriit  b  .142 
J34.  Chriftian  the  Ex-  and  Interceffion  b  jj8 
cellency  of  it  b  J3J  Safety  of  the  Chuich  a 
revealed.     See  Go/pel,         -  8,  22, 23. 

Scripture.  Saints.    See  Church,  Spi- 

Remitnbrance    of  Chrift     ritual.    God  their  A- 
c  6     vengerb  J.15.  and  Hy- 

Repentance  fram  God's  pocrites  a  J56,  J40. 
Go odnefs  and  Patience  their  Example  b  J40. 
b  74,  J05  and  Humi-  Characters  of  them  a 
liation  a  87,  at  the  .143.  in  the  Hand  of 
Crofs  of  Chrift  b  9,  jo*  Chrift  a  J38.  Security 
and  Impenitence  b  J25  b 


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b  64.  beloved  in  Chrift  Shepherd,  Chrift  and  his 

a  54.    adopted  a    64.  Paftures                 a  67 

Death  and  Burial  b  3  Shortnefs,    Frailty    and 

an  Glory    a    4.0,   41.  Mifery  of  Life    b  37, 

Communion            c  2  ,«     ,g 

Salvation  b  88.  of  the  tfafo^J  and    Recovery 

worft  of  Sinners  a  J04  a  <.i 

fcy  Grace    a    jjj.    in  %£/  of  God  mortifies 

Chrift    a     j37.       See  us  to  the  World  b  41 

Chrift,     Crofs,    Grace,  of  Chrift  beatific    j6, 

JtaN/«»,  Light,  Redeem,  75.  and  Faith  a  xio, 

Righteoufnefs.  j20    b    J29,   j45.     of 

Salification.    Juftifica-  Chrift    makes    Death 

tion  and  Glory  a  3.  &  eafy                         c  J4 

Pardon    a    9.    Thro'  Simeon's  Song  a  j9.  c  J4 

Faith                      b  90  Sinai  and  Sim       b  .152 

tf*/a»  and  Chrift  at  En-  Sincerity  and  Hypocrily 

mity  a  J07.  his  various  a  J36 

Temptations    b    j56,  Sin  the  Caufeof  Chrift's 

J57,     conquered      by  Death  b  %i.  &  Mifery 

Chrift  b  I9.   See  Devil  banifhed  from  Heaven 

Scripture  a  53.  b  jjS  of     a  J05,  b  86.  Original 

theGofpel,  '  a  57.    pardoned    and 

Sounder  the  Dominion  fubdu'd  a  9,  .104,   b  90 

of  God                   b  70  indwelling  a   jjr.   its 

Sealing   and    witneffing  Power  a  ibid,  b  86.  the 

sPint                     aJ44  Ruin    of  Angels  and 

Secure    and     awaken'd  Men  b  24    Cuftom  in 

Sinner                  a  jj5  it  b  jf  o.  Folly,  Mad- 

Secunty  in  the  Promifes  nefs  and  Diftemper  of 

b  40,  60,  69  it  b  j^.  Conviction  of 

$**&ȣ  after  Chrift  a  67  it  by  the  Law  a  .u5. 

_',_'.'         „              7*  '■'  crucify 'd  a  jo6     De- 

Self-Righteonfnefs     a  J  3.1  ceitfulnefs  of  it    b  j5o 

mfufncient           b  J54  &«/*«»   an(i    repenting 

Senfe  affifti'ng  cur  Faith  b  aS 

.    ,.    ,  ~  ,             b  J+J  ^^Plcafuresforfaken* 

Senfual  Delights  dange-  b  jo,  jj 

rous            b  .u,  j2,  48  Ji/mw  the  vileft  faved  a 

Serpent  brazen       a  jjx  ^04 


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joa.  and  Saints  Death  a  7,  10.  Race  a  48. 
b  J2.1.  invited  to  Chrift  Sloth  andDulnefsb  25 
aj27.  excluded  Hea-  34-  Joy  b  73, '  5.  Meat 
ven  a  J04,  105.  his  Drink  and  Cloathing 
Death  terrible  a  9 J  a  7.  Food.  Gee  /V«A 
b'»  State    of  Nature,   and 

Sloth      fpiritual     com-     Grace  a  J04 

plain'd  of  b  25  Storm.      See  Thunder. 

Society  in  Heaven  blefled  Strength   from   Heaven 
b  S3     a  j  5,  32,  4.8.    Righte- 

Son  equal  with  the  Fa-  oufnefs  and  Pardon  in. 
therb  52.     See  Chrift     Chrift  a  84,  85.  -c  24. 

Sons  of  God  a  64,-143.  Submifwn  &  Deliverance 

Elect    and   new-born     a  J29,  to  Ami&ions  * 

a  54  5'  b  J°9 

£o«?  of  Angels  a  3.  of  Succefs  of  the  Gofpei 
Simeon  a  .13.  c  J4.  of  a  j  1,  J2,  j.19,  b  J44 

Zechariah    a   50.     of  Sufferings  for    Chrilt  % 
Mo fes  and  the  Lamb  a     J02.      to*  Chrift. 
49,  56.  ofHezekiah  a  Supper  of  the  Lord  mfti- 
55.  of  Solomon  para-     tuted  c  j.  Baptifm  and 
phras'd  a  66—78;    of     Preaching  b  J4-* 

the  Virgin  Mary  a  60  Support  under  Trials  b 
for  November  5th,  b  92  #    5°  65 

Sorrow.  See  Repentance  Sympathy  of  Chrift  a  i2$ 
Comfort  under  it  b  50,  T 

69.fortheDeadreliev-  <p#&  of  the  Lord.  See 
ed  b  3         Lord. 

Sovereignty  a  86.  See  Temptation:,  Hope  under 
Gjyzc*,  Eleclion,  God.         them   a  J39.     of  the 

^«#  breath'd  after  a  World  b  joj.  of  the 
:.  j.  b  34,  Water  and  Devil  b  65,  a  J56,  J57. 
Bloodc^.  his  Offices  &d©fertioncomplain'd 
b  J33.  wiineifmg  and     of  b  r63 

fealing  a  J44.  i:s  Fruits  Tempudy  Chrift's  Com- 
a    02     paffion  to  them     a  .125 

Spiritual  Enemies,  Deli-  Terrors  of  Death  to  the 

-  verancea47,  b  65,    82     Unconverted  a  9.1 

Warfare  b  7J.    Pilgri-  Teftammt  New    in    the 
***ge  b  53,    APP^J  21oe4  > 


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Mood  of  Chrift      c  3  Unbelief  'and  Faith  a  ioo 

Thankfgt<vtnglorVi&ory        125.  punifhed   a  118 

bin.   foe  Mercies   b  Uncharitablenefs  and 

*i6.  National  bi     Charity  a  l2$ 

T/W<?m-God         b  *2  Unconverted  State    bicg 

Thb*  redeemed   a    88.    Death  terrible  to  them 

ours,  &  Eternity  God's  a  91 

^        ,.    .„  b   67  Unfruitfulnefs         b   16 c 

Tr*  of  Life  c  8.  and  Ri-  Ctyfar  Things,  Faith  in 

verofLove  c  20    them  a  120 

Trinity  praifed  c  26--41  W 

Trials  on  Earth,&  Hope  Jf7Andering  AfFe&ions 
of  Heaven  b  65  rr    b  20.   Thoughts  in 

Triumph  over  Death  a  6    Worfhip  a  i\6 

b  no.  of  Faith  in  Warfare  Chriftian  b  77 
Chrift  z  14.  at  a  £>*/?  /F*ter,  the  Spirit  and 
c  21.  pfCtfrj/?  over  our     the  Blood  ca 

Enemies  a  28  #V*  Saints  encouraged 

Truth  and  Prawj/fc  of  by  Chrift  a  125.  by  the 
Cod  unchangeable    a    Church  3126 

IJ9.  b  60,  69.  Types  Weaknefs  our  own,  and 
b  12.  and  Prophecies  Chrift  our  Strength 
of  Chrift  b  155  a  15 

V  Wifdom   and    Power  of 

JfAIN  Profperity    b    GodinChriftcrucify'd 
*56>  Ior     c  10.  Carnal  humbled 

Value  of  Chrift  and  his  a  u,  n  i 

Righteoufnefs       a  109  Witnefting    and    fealing 

r*/«/)f  and  Mortality  of    Spirit  a  144. 

Man  a  82.  of  Youth  #W  of  God  a  53. 
a  89,  90.  of  the  Crea-  preached  a  10,  1*9 
ture*  b  146     See  Go/^/  Scripture. 

Viaory,  a  Thankfgiving  #WA/  Crucifixion  to  it 
for  it  b  3.  over  Death  by  ihe  Crofs  c  7.  Its 
a  17.  Sin  and  Sorrow  End  b  164.  Mortifica- 
a  14.  of  Chrift  over  tion  to  it  by  the  Sight 
Satan  a  58,  b  89.  See  of  God  b  41.  Its  Crea- 
Enemies.  tion    b   147.     Prefer- 

firtues  Chriftjaa  b  &   vation  b  13 

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Wor/hip  of  Heaven  hum- 
ble b  61.  profitable  b 
123  condefcended  to 
by  God  55.  Clmtt  pre- 
fent  at  it  a  66.  b  15.16  c 
1 5. accepted  thro'  Chriji 
b  36,  37.  Formality  in 
it  a  136.  delightful  4 
b  14,  15,  16,  12 

Wrath    and    Mercy   of 
God  a  42.    b  80.    See 
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