^^^SlS^^Wi-;
'^M
■■*;*■!
>■
i o
5 s
H Z
111
u
z
^;
:^
>>
^^
v^
^^
1X1
|P S ALM-S|
^ OF )^
I D A r 1 D, I
33^ Imitated in the Language of the • YiH
©NEW-TESTAMENr:S
@ ©
.y^/ And applied to the yu
^ Chriftian State and Worfhip. K.
§ By L fFJrrS, D, D. '^^
3^ The Twenty-seventh Edition. %^
&—. B
^Luke XXIV. 44. All Things mujt be juifAUdQ^
^ nxjh'ich ivere ^writtm in ^ - the irlaiii^s, *p
fc^ concerning me r^
}8^Heb. XI. 52. David, Samuel, and tht)^
^ Prophets. iK
J^Vcr. 40. That they ivithout lis /^^^'^SC
^ mt be made perfeii. F^
^ PHIL AD ELPHJAi ^
^Printed and Sold by DaVjd Hall, and^
^ William Sellers. 1766 q^.
ADVERTISEMENT
Tothe READERS,
On the following Heads.
I On the difFerenc Editions of this
BOOK.
i C7' -^^ larger Edition is prefacsd ixith a Dif
'^- / cQurfe on the right Way of fitting tne
;i. Pfalms of Da'vid i'or Chriftian Woifliip;
fivhereinaplain Account isgi'ven of the Autbar^s
general' Conduci in this Imitation of the Pfalms,
t together woith fome evident and canulniing Arguments
ir /o fupport it. There are alfo pariir.tdar Notes added
r at the End of a great Number of the Pfalms. 'vjhich
V explain their E'vangelical Senfe, and/heiAj the Kenfon
^ivhy they are either paraphrafed or abi idged in fuch
a Manner here.
At the Requeji of many Friends^ the Author has
permitted th's Edition in a fmaller Form^ to render it
more portable and cou'venient for pubiick Worfbip •,
he therefore defies, and may reafcnably dtrn'-nd
this Piece of Juftice of all his Readers, that th.j
'oi'd not cenfure and condemn any Fart of ihfis
Woi k, ^without a duige?it Perufal cf the 'larger
Edition, ^wherein the Preface and Notes, in the
Judgment of many learned and jisus Men, ka^-vc
gi'ven a fufficient Vindication of the nAjbole Fer^
f or mane e. A a O.^
^
, i» A B V E R TJ S E M E N T
or the Ufe of this PfaJm Book.
The chief Dffi^n of this Work nvas to impro've
Pfalmody, or Religious Singing, and to encourage
the frtqurni PraSfiee of it in fublick AJfemblies and
pri'vaie Families^ niitb more Honour and Delight ,
yet the Author hopes tht Reading of it may alfo enter'
tain the Parlour and the Cloftt rjuith dc'viut Pleafure
and holy Meditations, Therefore be <n:Qnld requefi
his Readers at proper Seafons to perufe it through \
find among 340 facred Hymns they may find out
fiver al that fuit their oivn Cafe and Temper ^ or the
Circumfiances of their families and Friends j they may
t^ach their ChUdren fucb as are proper for their Age.,
and hy treafuring them in their Memory they may be
furnijbed for pious Retirement, or may entertain their j
friends ivith holy Melody. ]
Of chufing or finding the Ffalm,
The Perufal of the iKihole Book nvill acquaint evefy
Reader i^ttb the Author's Method^ and by confulting
the Index or Table of Contents at the End, be may
find Hymns njery proper for many Occafions of the
Chrifiian Life and Worjbip ; though no Copy of Da-^
vid's Pfalter can proruide for all, as J have Jhe<vun
in the Preface.
Or if be remembers the firji Line of any Pfalm^
the Table of the firft Lines tuill direSl ^bere to
find it.
Or if any fball think it hefi to fing all the Pfalms
in Order, in Churchfs or Families, tt may be done iiuith
Profit ; provided thofe Pfalms be omitted that refer to
fptctal Occurrences of Nations, Churches, or fingle
Lhrifiians.
Of naming the Pfalms.
Let the Nurnber of the Pfalm be neimed difiinBly,
\ethrr nxiith the particular Metre, ana particular
itiri cf it : /is for I/rJfance ; Let us fing the 33^
VUlux, id Part, Common Metre j or, Let us
fing
to the R E A D E R s;
fing the 91 fi: Pfalm, ift Part, beginning at the
Paufej or, end'ng at the Paufe; or. Let us fing
the 84th Pfalm as the 148th Pfalm, &c. And then
read over ibe firfi Stanza before yau begin to fing^
that the People may find it in their Books, whether
youfmg 'with or without reading Line for Line,
Of dividing the Pfalms,
If the Pfalm be too long for the Time or Cuffom of
Singing, there are Paufes in many of tkem, at nx^hich
. you may properly ref : Or jou may have out ihofe
("■erfsavlncb are included in Crotchets [1 vAthout
dijiurbmg th. Senf: Or in fome Places you may
htgin to fmg at a Paufe. ^
Do7iot always confine yourfdves to fix StanzaV,
but fmg fevn or eight, rather than confound the
i^enje, and abufe the Pfalm in folemn Worfbip,
or the Manner of Singing.
// ^vereto be^ijhed, that all Congregations and
Hz a {T'^''' :^ouldfing as they do m foreign
^7 A L ^T{"'''r '^'''^'"^ ^^*^^«<? ^'^^ h Line.
^bough the- Author has done ^hat be could to make
the Senje compieat m every Line or tivo, yet many hi.
convtntencia vjill always attend this unhathy Man^
Z'/J-''^'''^' ^^^-^^'"'^i^^rimt be altered, thefe
iioo Things may give fome Relief ' ^
i'jMr, Ut as many as can do it, bring Pfalm-
Books r^tth tbem, and look on ike Words Lbile the,
fi%'* fo far as to make the Senfe compieat. "^
J^Tf'^'H *^-' ^^''^ ''"'^^^' -^^'^^ ^M^ over
People m.y have fome Notion ofv:hat theyfing, and
SrllaUr''^i' f ^^ °\i''"^''^ '^''"^^ 'U^ tedious
i>jllab.es ^t.hout any Meaning, till the next LinP
rome to give the Senfe of ^em '"'
. ; ' '^^[^ io be Kxjijbed alfo, that voe might not dvoell
ojongupon every fingle Note, and produce the Syllables. •'
0 Juch a ttrefome Extent vjith a confant Untfyrmitv '
A3 i^
^^ Advertisement, &c.
Congregation cutte out of Breath tnfiminP deor L
^an^as, .whereas i/' .^. Method of SiVg^?^^^^
I'Ul rejormedio a greater Speed of Pronunciation ^i
2ft often enjoy the FLaJure ofilonzerf^^Zl
nLulTr '^ ^'""^'--^ Breath, and Jr PfaZl
nvouU b, ntore agreea'ie to that of the anient
ro the Co/^mon Tunes >^ all inthuUdQommon.
To the Tunes of the looth Pfalm fng all intituled
^ i'Ong Metre.
^otbe Tune of the 251!) Pfalm fing Short Metre-
ro the 50th Pfalm fmg one Metre of the 50th and
93d.
roihe ii2th or ia7th Pfalm >^ am MUre of the
"104th ^zz^ 148th.
ro the H3tl-. Pfalm fing one Metre of the Foth, 53d,
58th, 89th, lajipart, 96th, 119th, 113th.
ro the iziA Pfalm>^ one of the Metres of the Qid
i22d, anJiy^d. ^^
rothe i48t{i Ffalm fmg one Metre of the 84th, ijiff-.
136th, tf^^ 148th.
re a ne-w Tune fmg one Metre of the coth and
115th
Dec. 1. i7i8.
THE
THE
PSALMS
o F
D A F I D.
Imitated in the L A N o u a o s of tlie
NEW TESTAMENT.
PSALM I. Common Metre.
*rhe Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked,
LEST is the M^n who ftiuns the Place
Where Sinners love to meet ;
Who fears to tread their wicked Ways,
And hates the Scoffer's Seat,
B
a But in the Statutes of the Lord
Has placed his chief Delight ;
By Day he reads or hears the Word,
And meditates by Night.
3 [He like a Plant of gen'rous Kind
By living Waters fet,
A4» ^^^^
i
P S A L M I. !
Safe from the Storm and blading Wind,
Enjoys a peaceful State.]
4 Green as the Leaf, and ever fair
Sh-ill his Profeflion fhine ;
While Fruit of Holinefs appear
Like Cluilers on the Vine.
5 Not fo the Impious and unjuft ;
What vain Defigns they form ?
Their Hopes are blown away like DufV,
Or ChafF before ihe Storm.
€ Sinners in Judgment fliall not (land
AiTiOngft the Sons of Grace,
When Cbriji the Judge at his right Hand"
Appoints his Saints a Place,
y His Eye beholds the Path they tread,
H's Heart approves it well j
But Clocked Ways cf Sinners lead
Down to the Gates of HeJl.
PSALM I. Short Metre.
^be Saint Htppy, the Sinner Miferabh*
J ^^ H E Maa is ever bleft
I Who (huns the Sinners Ways,
Among their Counfels never ilands.
Nor takes the Scorner's Place,
a 1 ut m:ikeg the Law of God
His Study and Delight,
Amid;1 the Labours of the Day,
And Watches of the Night.
3 He like a Tree fha I thrive.
With Waters near the Root;
Frefh as the Leaf his Name ftiall live.
His V\oiks are heav'nly Fruit.
4 Not fo th' ui. godly Race,
They no fiich fleffings find ;
Tbeir Hopes ftiall flee like empty ChafF
Before the driving Wiad.
3 Hgw
P S A L M lo 3
5 How will they bear to ftand
Before that Judgment-Seat,
Where all the Saints at Chriji'% Right-Hand
In full Aflembly meet ?
6 He knows, and he approves
The Ways the Righteous go ;
But Sinners and their Works (hall meet
A dreadful Overthrow.
PSALM X. Long Metre/
The Dtffertnee betiveen the Righteous and the
Wicked.
1 T TAPPY the Man, whofe cautious Feet
jn Shun the broad Way that Sinners go,
Who hates the Place where Atheifts meet,
And fears to talk as Scoffers do.
%■ He loves t' employ his Morning-Light-
Amongft the Statutes of the Lord ;
- And fpends the wakeful Hours of Night,
With Pleafure pon(J'ring o'er the Word.
3 He like a Plant by gentle Streams,
Shall flourifh in immortal Green ,
And Heav'n will fhine with kindeft Bearasy
On every Work his Hands begin.
4. But Sinners find their Counfe's ci oH ;
As Chaff before the Tempeft flies ;
So fhail their Hopes be blown and loi^,
Wfeen the laft Trumpet iliakes the Skies.^
5 In vain the Rebel Teeks to fland
In Judgment with the pious Race -.
The dreadful Judge with ftern Command
Divides him to a different Place,
6 " Strait is the Way my Saints have .von
" I blefl the Path, and drew it plain j
** But you would chufe the crooked Roaii ^
" And down it leads to endlefs Pain/'
Ac P BALM-
4 P S A L M II.
PSALM 2. Short Metre-
Tranflated according to tlie Divine Pattern,
ASis iv. 24, (^c.
Chu^ Dying, Rijingy Inter ceding^ and Reigning.
1 [A/TAKER and Sovereign Lord
IVl Of Heaven, and Earth, and Seas,
Thy Providence confirms thy Word,
And anfwers thy Decrees.
a The Things fo long foretold
By Da^id are fulfiU'd,
When Jenvs and Gentiles Join'd to Itay
Jefusy thine only Child.]
3 Why d.d the Gentiles v^g^^
And 7?a<./ with one Accord
Bend all their Counfels to deftroy
Th' Anointed of the Lord ?
4 Rulers and Kings agree
To form a vain DeHgn ;
Againft tlje Lord their PowVs unite^
Againll his Chrift they join.
5 The Lord derides their Rage,
And will fupport his Throne;
He that hath raisM him from the Dead,
Hath own'd him for his Son.
PAUSE.
6 Now he's afcended high,
And afks to rule the Earth ;
The Merit of his Blood he pleads.
And pleads his heav'nly Birth.
7 He afks, and God beftows
A large Inheritanee;
Far as the World's rem of eft Ends
His Kingdom (hall advance.
The Nations that rebel
Muft feci his Iron Rod : He'll
P S A L M ir. ^
Hc'H vindicate thofc Honours well
Which he received from God.
9 [Be wife, ye Rulers, now,
And worfhip at his Throne j
With trembling Joy, ye People, bow^.
To God's exahed Son.
TO If once his Wrath arife.
Ye perifh on the Place }
Thett blefled is the Soul that flies
For Refuge to his Grace.]
PSALM a. Common Metre.
1 "^TT TH Y did the Nations join to flay
VV The Lord's Anointed Son "
Why did they caft his Laws away,
And tread his Gofpel down ?
a The Lord that fits above the Skies,
Derides their Rage below,
He (peaks with Vengeance in his Kycs,
And ftrikes their Spirits through.
3 '* I call him my Eternal Son,
** And raife him from the Dead ;
** I make my holy Hill his Throne,
** And wiQe his Kingdom fpread.
4 ** Afk me, my Son, and then enjoy
" The utmoft Heathen Lands :
" Thy Rod ot Iron (h^il deftroy
** The Rebel that withftands."
5 Be wife, \ e Rulers of the Earthy
Obey th' Anointed Lord.
Adore the King of heav'iilv Birth,
And tremble at his Word.
6 With humble Love addrefs his Throne;
For if he frown ye die :
Thofe are fecure, and thofe alone
Who on his Grace rely,
A 6 PSALM
I
i P S A L M II. I
PSALM 2. Long Metre.
ChriftV Beat/;, Refurreaicn, and Afcenjion.
' SKI ^^ ^^^ t^^ J^"^^ proclaim their Rage >
Y y The Kojna^ts why their Swords employ;
/^gainft the Lord iheir Powers engage
His clear Anointed to deflroy ?
a * Come, let us break his Bands, they fay,
* This Man flial! never give us Laws -;
And ihus they caft his Yoke away.
And nail'd the Monarch t ) i he Crofs.
3 But God, who high in Glory reigns.
Laughs at their Pride, their Rage controuIs>'
Ke'll vex their Hearts with inward Pains,
And fpeak in Thunder to their Souls.
4 " I will maintain their King I made
" On Ziori^ ever biting Hill,
" My Hand fliall bring him from the Dead^
And he ihall ftand your Sovereign ftill."
5 [His wond'rous Rifmg from the Earth
Makes his eternal Godhead known i
The Lord declares his heavenly Birth :
" I'his Day have I begot my Son.
«- " Afcend, my Son, to my Rigb^hand:
" There thou (halt afk, and I beftow
** The utmoft Bounds of Heathen Lands %
" To thee the northern IHes (hall bow/'
7 But Nations that refift his Grace
Shall fall beneath his Iron Stroke j
His Rod fliall cruffl his Foes with Eafe,.
As Potters Earthen Work is broke;
PAUSE.
% Now ye that fit on eartkly Thrones,
Be wife, and ferve the Lord, the Lamb:
Now to his Feet fubmit your Crowns,
Rejoice and tremble at his^Name.
5 With
PSALM in. 7
9 With humble tov€ addrefs the Son,
Left he grow angry^ and ye die ;
His Wrath will burn to Worlds unknown.
If ye provoke his Jealoufy.
10 His Storms (hall drive you quick to Hell,.
He is a God, and ye but Dult j
Happy the Souls that knov\- him well.
And make his Grace their only Truft,
PSALM J. Common Metre,
Doubts and Fears fupprej} j or G 0 D our Defend
from Sin and Satan.
I li /J Y God, how many are my Fears!
-IVjl How fad my Foes increale I
Confpiring my eternal Death,
They break my prefent Peace.
2- The lying Tempter would perfuade
There's no Relief in Heaven.
And all my fwelling Sins appear
Too big to be forgiven,
3 Bat thou, my Glory and my Strength,
Shalt on the Tempter tread,
Shait filence all my threatening Guilr,
And raife my drooping Head.
4 [Icry'd, and from his holy Hill
He bow'd a lift'ning Ear j
I caird my Father an'd my GOD,
And he fubdu'd my Fear.
5 He fhed f^^ft Slumbers on mine Eyes
In fpight of all my Foes j
I ""woke, and wondered at the Grace
That guarded my Repofe.]
6 What tho' the HoPcs of Death and Hell,
All arm'd againft me ftood :
Terrors no more (hall ihake ray £oul j
My Refage is my. God.
7 Arife, O Lord, fulfil thy Grace^r
While I thy Glory ^ing %- '. My
t P S A L M IV.
My God has broke the Serpent's Teeth,
And Death hath loft his Sting,
8 Salvation to the Lord belongs^
His Arm alone can fave.
Bleflings attend thy People here.
And reach beyond the Grave.
P S A L M 3. a/. 1', i, 3, 4, 5, 8. Long Metre^
A Morning Pfalm.
t /^ LORD, hovr many are my Foes
Vy In this weak State of Flefti and Blood I
My Peace they daily difcompofe.
But my Defence and Hope is God.
a Tir'd with the Burdens of the Day,
To thee I rais'd an Evenmg Cry :
Thou heard'ft when I began to pray,
And thine Almighty Help was nigh*
3 Supported by thine heav'nly Aid
I laid me down, and flept fecure :
Not Death fliould make my Heart afraid.
Though I (hould wake and rife no more.
4. But God fuftain'd me all the Night j
Salvation doth to God belong:
He rais'd my Head to fee the Light,
And makes his Praife my Morning Song.
P S A L M 4. v. i> 2, 3* 5> 6, 7. Long Metre.
Htaring of Prayer^ or G O D our Portion, and
Chrift our Hope.
J r"^ G O D of Grace and Righteoufnefs,
U Hear and attend when I complain :
Thou haft enlarged me in Diftrefs,
Bow down a gracious Ear again.
2 Ye Sons of Men, in vain ye try.
To turniny glory into Shame :
How longwill Scoffers love to lye,
And dare reproach my Saviour's Name?
3 Know
P S A L M V. 9
5 Know that the Lord divid#!iis Saints
From all the Tribes of Men befide j
He hears the Cry of Penitents
For the dear Sake of Cbriji thai dyM.
A When our obedient Hands have done
A Thoiifand Works of Righteoufnefs,
We put our Truft in God alone.
And glory in his pard'ning Grace.
5 Let the unthinking Many Cay,
«' Who <willbeJio^w fome earthly GoodP''*
But, Lord, ttiy Light and Love we p*ay j
Our Souls defire this heavenly Food,
6 Then (hall my chearful Pow'r s rejoice
At Grace and Favour fo divine,
Nor will I change my happy Choice
For all their Corn, and all their Wine.
P S A L M 4. «!/. 3, 4, 5, 8. Common Metre.
A?} E'vening Pfalm.
» T O R D, thou wilt hear me when I pray j
i J I am for ever thine j
I fear before thee all the Day,
Nor would I dare to fin,
z And while I reft my weary Head
From Cares and Bufinefs free,
'Tis fweet converfing on my Bed
• With my own Heart and Thee.
3 I pay this Evening Sacrifice;
And when my Work is done.
Great God, my Faith and Hope relies
Upon thy Grace alone.
4 Thus with my Thoughts composed to Peace,
rii give mine Eyes to Sleep ;
Thy Hand in Safety keeps my Days,
And will my Sluftibers keep.
P S A L M 5.
For ike hordes Day Morning.
1 T ORD, in the Morning thou (halt hear
1 -/ My Vc-ice afcending high j To
30 F S A L M VI.
To thee will Idirefl my Pray'r,
To thee lift up mine Eye.
a Up to the Hills where Chriji is gone
To plead tor all his Saints,
Prefen-iing at his Father's Throne
Our Songs and our Complaints.
3- Thou art a God, before whofe Sight
The Wicked fliall not ftand.
Sinners fliall ne'er be thy Delight,
Nor dwell at thy Right Hand.
<j. But to thy Houfe will I refort.
To tafte thy Mercies there j
I will frequent thine holy Court,
And worftiipin thy Fear.
5 O may thy Spirit guide my Feet
In Ways of Righteoufnefs !
Make every Path of Duty ftrait.
And plain before my Face.
PAUSE.
6 My watchful Enemies combine
To tempt my Feet aftray ;
They flatter with a bafe Dcfign,
To make my Soul their Prey.
7 Lord crufti the Serpent in the Duft,
And all his Plots deftroy ; :
While thofe that in thy Mercy truft,
For ever fhout for Joy.
S The Men that love and fear thy Name,
Shall fee their Hopes fulfill'd j
The mighty GoD will compafs them
With Favour as a Shield.
PSALM 6. Common Metre.
Complaint in Sicknefs ; or Difeafes healtd.
1 TN Anger, Lord, rebuke me not,
X Withdraw the dreadful Storm 5
Nor let thy Fury grow fo hot
Againft a feeble Worm; % My
PSALM VI. II
^ My Soul's bowM down with heavy Cares,
My Flcfh with Paki opprelt :
My Couch is Witnefs to my Tears,
My Tears forbid my Reft.
J Sorrow and Pain wear out my Days j
I wafte the Night with Cries,
Counting the Minutes as they pafs,
'lill the flow Morning rife.
4 Shall I be ftill tormented more ?
Mine Eye conlum'd with Grief?
How long, my GoD, how long, before
Thine Hand afford Kelef ?
5 He hears when Duil and A(hes fpeak,
He pities all our Groans,
He faves us for his Mercy's Sakcj
And heals our broken Bones.
6 The Virtue of his fovVeign Word,
Reftores our fainting Breath :
For filent Graves praife not the Lord,
Ner is he known in Death,
L
PSALM 6. Long Metre,
Temptation in Siclnefs overcome,
O R D, I can fuffer thy rebukes.
When thou with Kindnefs doft chaftifej
But thy fierce Wrath I cann^.t bear,
O let it not agnnlt me rile !
Pity my langu-^fliing F-fta^c,
And eafe the Sorrows that I feel,
The Wounis thine heavy Har^d hath made,
G lei thy gentler Touches heal !
See how I pafi' my v^-^ary Days
In Sighs and Groans y and when 'tis Night,
My Bed is water'd with my Tears?
My Grief confumes, and dims my Sight.
Look how the Powers of Nature mourn !
How long. Almighty GoD, how Io»g ?
When
x» . P S A L M Vn.
When fh'all thine Hour of Grace return ?
When fhall I make thy Grace my Song?
5 I feel my Flefii fo near the Grave,
My Thoughts are tempted to defpair j
But Graves can never praife the Lord,
For all is Duft and Silence there.
6 Depart, ye Tempters, from my Soul;
And all defpairing Thoughts depart,*
My God, who bears my humble Moan, \
Will cafe my Flefh, and chcar my Heart. |
P S A L M 7. Common Metre.
C 0 D's Care of his People^ and Punijbment of
Perfecutors,
1 TV /f Y Truft is in my heav'nly Friend,
]^JX My Hope in Thee, my God :
Rife, and my helplefs Life defend
Fiom thofe that f ek my Blood,
% With Infolence and Fury they
My Soul in Pieces tear.
As hungry Lions rend the Prey
When no Deliverer's near.
3 If I had e'er provok'd them firft,
Or once abusd my Fee,
Then let him tread my Life to Duft,
And lay mine Honour low.
4 If there be Malice fumd in me,
I know thy piercing Eyes ;
I fhould not d^re appeal to Thee,
Nor a(k my GoD to rife
5 Arife, mv God, lift up thy Hand,
Their Pride and Pow'r C( ntroul;
Awake to Judgment, and command
DelivVance tor my Soul.
PAUSE.
€ [Let Sinn'=>rs and their wicked Rage
Be humbled to the Duft:
Shall
PSALM VIII 13
Shall not the G'OD of Truth engage
To vindicate the Juft ?
7 He knows the Heart, he tries the Reigns,
He will defend th' Upright :
His fharpeft Arrows he ordains
Againft the Sons of Spite.
8 Forme their Manee digg'd a Pit,
Bit there therafelves are cafl ;
My God makes all their Pvlifchiefs light
On their own Heads at laft.]
^ That cruel perfec-.-.ting P.ace
Mufl feel his dreadful Sward :
Awake mv Soul, and praife the Grace
And Juttice of the Lord.
PSALM S. Short Metre.
G 0 D's So'vereignty and Goodnefs j and Man" J Di"
minion over the Creatures,
1 f~\ LORD, our heavenly King,
V^^ Thy Name is all Divine ;
Thy Glories round the Earth are fpread,
And o'er the Heav'ns they fhine.
a When to thy Wo ks on high
I raife my wond'nng ^yes,
And fee the Moon complete in Light
Adorn the darkf^^me Skies. -
3 When I furvey the ^'tars,
And ail their fh.ning Forms,
Lord what is Man, that worthlefs Thing,
A- kin to Duft and Worms ?
5 Lord what is worthlefs Man,
That th' u fhouldft love him fo ?
Next to thine Angels is he plac'd,
And Lord cxf all below.
5 Thine Honours crown his Head,
While Beafts, like Slaves obey,
And Birds that cut the Air with Wings,
And Fifli that cleave the Sea. 6 How
X4 PSALM vnr.
6 How rich thy Bounties are!
And wond'rous 3 re thy Ways :
Of Duft and Worms tby Pow'r can frame
A. Monument of Prjife,
7 [Out of the Mouths of Babes
And Sucklings, thou canftdravy
Surprizing Honours to thy Narre,
And ftrike the World with Awe.
8 O lord, our heav'nly King,
Thy Name is all Divine :
Thy Glories round the Earth are fprea4»
And o'er the Heav'ns they fiiine.]
PSALM 8. Common Metre.
ChriftV Condefcevfion and Glorification 5 or, G O D'
made Man.
1 f^ LORD, our God, how wond'rous great-
V "^ Is thine exalted Name!
Ths Glories of tliy heav'nly State
Let Men and Babes proclaim.
2 When I behold thy Works on high,
The Moon that rules the Night,
An i St-ra that well adorn the Sky,
Thofe moving Worlds of Light}
3 Lord, whal is M^n, or all his Race,
Who dwell? fo far below,
That thou (houldft vlfit him with Grace,
And love his Nature fo?
4 That thine eternal Son Ihould bear
To tske a mortal Form,
Made lower than his Angels are,
To fave a dying Worm.
3 [Yet while he livM on Earth unknown,
And Men would not adore,
Th' obedient Seas and Fifh-s own
His Godhead .?nd liis PowY.
^ The Waves Liy fp^ead beneath his Feet,
And tifti at his Command
, Bring
PSALM VIII. IS
Bring their large Shoals to Piter^s Net,
Bring Tribute to his Hand.
7 Thefe Icfler Glorie? of the Son
Shone through the flefhly Cloudy
Now we behold him on his Throne,
And Men confefs him God.]
8 Let him be crown'd with Majefty,
Who bow'd his Head to Death 5
And be bis Honours founded high.
By all Things that have Breath.
9 Jesus, our Lord, how wond'rous great
Is thine exaited Name »
The Glories of thy heav'nJy State
Let the whole Earth proclaim.
PSALM 8. <v, J, z. Parfffhrafed*
Fit ft Part. Long Metre.
The Ho/anna of the Children j or. Infants praijing
GOD.
1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the Skies,
JrV Thro' the wide Earth thy Name is fpread,
A-nd thine eternal Glories rife
O'er all the Heav'ns ihy Hands have made,
a To Thee the Voices of the Young
A Monument of Honour raife j
And Babes with unitiftrufted Tongue
Declare the Wonders of thy Praiie.
3 Thy Power aflifts their tender Age
To bring proud Rebels to the Ground,
To ftiJl the bold Bla/phemcr's Rage,
And all their Policies confrund.
4 Children amidft thy Temple throng,
To fee their great Redeemer's Face j
The S9n of Da'vid^ is their Song;
And young Hofanna's fill the Place.
5 The frowning Scribes and angry Priefts
In vain their impious Cavils bring j
Revenge fits filent in their Breafts,
While Je'wifb Babes procIai.11 thefr King.
PSALM,
i6 PSALM IX.
PSALM 8. 1/. 3. &c. Paraphras'd.
Second Part. Long Metre.
Adam and Chrifl, Lmds of the Old -and Nenv
Creaiton.
I T O R D, what was Man, when made at firft,
Jl _^ Adam the Offspring of the Duft,
That thou (houldft fet him and his Race
But jull below an Angel's Place?
^ That thou fhouldft raife his Nature fo.
And make him Lord of all below.
Make every Beaft and Bird fubmit,
And lay the Fifties at his Feet ?
3 But, O ! what brighter Glories wait
To crown the Second Adam\ State !
"What Honours (hal! thy Son adorn.
Who condefcended to be born ?
4. See him below his Angels made;
See him in Duft amongft the Dead,
To five a ruin'd World from Sin :
Bu. he (hall reign with Pow'r divine.
5 The World to come redeemed from all
The Miferies that attend the Fall,
New made, and glorious, fhall fubmit,
At our exalted Saviour's Feet.
P S A L M 9. Firjl Part.
Wrath and Mercy from the 'judgment Seat.
I \ Jl . I T H my whole Heart Fl! rai fe my Song,
^ Thy Wondei s Fll proclaim :
Thou fov'reign Judge of R^ght and Wrong
Wilt put my Foes to Shame,
a I'll fing thy Majefty and Grace ;
My God prepares his Throne,
To judge the Wu Id in Right^oufnefs,
And make his Vengeance known.
3 Then (h^ill the Lord a Refuge prove
For all the Poor oppreft \
^ To
P S A L M IX. > S7
To fave the People of his Love,
And give the Weary Reft.
4 The Men that know thy Name, will truft
In thy abundant Grace ;
For thou haft ne'er forfook the Juft,
Who humbly feek thy Face.
5 Sing Praifes to the Righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Z;Ws Hill,
Who executes his threatening Word,
And doth his Grace fulfil.
PSALM 9. 1;. 12. Second Part.
The Wifdom and Equity of Pro'vidence.
I XT THEN the great Judge fupreme and Juft,
W ^hall once enquire for Blood,
The humble Souls that mourn in Duft,
Shall find a faithful God.
a He from the dreadful Gates of Death
Does his own Children raife j
In Zion's, Gates, with chearful Breath,
They fing their Father's Praife.
3 His Foes (hall fall with heedlefs Feet
Into the Pit they made :
And Sinners p^rifli in the Net
That their own Hands have fpread.
4 Thus by thy Judgment, mighty God,
Are thy deep Counfels known j
When Men of Mifchief are deftroy'd.
The Snare muft b" their own.
PAUSE.
5 The Wicked (hall fink down to Hell 5
Thy Wrath devour the Lands
That dare forget Thee, or rebel
Againft thy known f; mmands.
6 Tho' Saints to fore Diftrefs are brought.
And wait, and long c mplain.
Their Cries (hali not be ftili forgot.
Nor (hall their Hopes be vain.
7 [Rife, great Redeemer, from thy Seat,
To judge and fave the Poor j Let
i8 P S A L M X.
Let Nations tremble at thy Feet,
And Man prevail no more.
8 Thy Thunder ftiall affright the Proud,
And put their Hearts to Pain,
Make 'em confefs that thou art Go&,
And they but feeble Men.}
PSALM lo.
Trayer heardy and Saints fa<ved -, or, Prhli,
Atbeifm and Opprejfion punijh,rd.
For a Humiliation Day.
' "\X7 ^ ^ ^^^^ ^^ ^°^*^ ^^^^ ^^ ^0 far?
V V And why conceal his Face,
When great Calamities appear,
And Times of deep Diftre s?
» Lord, ihalJ the Wicked iliH deride
Thy Jultice and thy Power ?
Shall they advance their Heads in Pride,
And itill thy Saints devour?
3 They put thy Judgments from their Sight,
And th'-n infuh the Poor j
They boaft in their exalted Height,
That they fhall fall no more.
4 Arife, O God, lift up thine Hand,
Attend our humble Cry J
No Enemy (hall dare to ftand.
When Go© afcends on high.
PAUSE.
5 Why do the-Men of Malice rage,
And fay, with foolilh Pride,
" The God of Hea<v"n nvtU nier engags
*' To figbt en ZionV Side^'
6 But thou tor ever art our Lord,
And powerful is thine Hand,
As when the Heathen felt thy Sword,
And perifh'd from thy Land,
7 Thou wilt prepare our Hearts to pray,
Andcaufe thine £ar to hear j
He
PSALM XL 19
He hearkens what feis Children fey,
And puts the World in Fear.
8 Proud Tyrants fliall no more opprefs.
No more defpife the Juft j
And mighty Sinners (hall confefs
They are but Earth and Duft.
P S A L M II. L«ng Metre.
GOD loves the Righteous, and bates the Wicked^
1 "KM Y Refuge is the God of Love,
^^ Why do my Foes infult, and cry,
" fly like a timorous trembling Do've^
*' To dijiant Woods or Mountains fiyC*
% If Government be all deftroy'd,
(That firm Foundation of our Peace)
And Violence makes Juftice void,
Where (hall the Righteous feek Redref* ?
3 The Lord in Heaven has fix'd his Throne,
His Eye furveys the World below ;
To him all mortal Things are known.
His t'ye-lids fearch our Spirits through,
4 If he afHidls his Saints fo far,
To prove their Love, and try their Grace,
What may the bold Tranfgreflbrs fear?
His very Soul abhors their Ways.
5 On impious Wretches he (hall rain
Tempefts of Brimftone, Fire and Death,
Such as he kindled on the Plain
Of Sodom, with his angry Breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous Souls,
Whofe Thoughts and Aftions arefincere ;
And with a gracious Eye beholds
The Men that his own Image bear.
B PSALM
»«> PSALM xir.
P S A L M II. Long Metre.
the Saints Safety and Hope in evil Timts ; or, Sih
of the Tongut complained of, viz. BlaCpbem\
Fal/hood, &c. ^*^ ^
T 1* O R D, if thou doft not foon appear,
^ Virtue and Truth will fly away j
A faithful Man amongft us here
Will fcarce be found, if thou delay.
4 The whole Difcourfe when Neighbourg meet.
Is fiird with Trifles loofe and vain i
Their Lips are Flatt'ry and Deceit,
And their proud Language is profane.
3 But Lips that with Deceit abound
Shall not maintain their Triumph long ;
The God of Vengeance will confound
The flatt'ring ancTblafpheming Tongue.
4. « Yet /ball our Words be free, they cry j
*' Our Tongues Jh all be controul'd by none :
** Habere is the Lord luill ajk us njuhy ?
** Or, fay, cur Lips are not our onvn ?'*
5 The Lord who fees the Poor oppreft,
And hears th' OpprefTor's haughty Strain,
Will rife to give his Children Reft,
Nor (hall they truft his Word in vain.
6 Thy Word, O Lord, tho' often try'd.
Void of Deceit (hall ftill appear }
Not Silver feven Times purify'd
From Drofs and Mixture ihines fo clear,
^ Thy Grace (hall in the darkeft Hour
Defend the holy Soul from Harm ;
Tho' when the vileft Men have Power,
On ev'ry Side will Sinners fwarm.
PSALN
PSALM Xir. ar
PSALM 12. Common Metre.
Otmplaint of a general Corruption of Manners ; or>
The Promife and Signs ^ G H R I S TV coming to
'Judgment. .
J IJrfeLP* Lord., for Men of Virtue fail,
*-^ Religion lofes Ground ;
The Sons of Violence prevail,
And Treacheries abound,
a Their Oaths and Promifes they break,
Yet aft the Flatterers Part j
With fair deceitful Lips they fpeak.
And with a double Heart.
3 If we reprove feme hateful Lye,
How is their Fury ftirr'd ?
" Jre not our Lips our cwn, they cr)v
" And ivho/ball be our LordF"*
4. Scoffers appear on every Side,
Where a vile Race of Men
Is rais'd to Seats of Pow'r and Pride,
And bears the Sword in vain."
PAUSE.
5 Lord, when Iniquities abound.
And Blafphemy grows bold.
When Faith is hardly to be found.
And Love is waxen cold j
6 Is not thy Chariot haft'ning on ;
Haft thou not giv'n this Sign j
May we not truft and live upon
A Promife fo divine ?
7 ♦* Yes, faith the Lord, now will I ri/e,
** And make Oppreflbrs flee ;
** I (hall appear to their Surprize,
" And fet my Servants free^
8 Thy Word, like Silver feven Times try'd.
Thro' Ages (hall endure;
Then Men that in thy Truth confide.
Shall find the Promife fure,
Ba PSALP4
ft* P S A E M XIIL
PSALM 13. Lohg Metre.
Pleading 'with GOD under Defirtion \ or, Ho^,
in Darknejs.
I TT O W long, O Lord ! Hiall I complain,
■*^ Like one that feeks his God in vain.
Canft tliou thy Face for ever hide ?
And 1 ftiil pray and be deny'd?
a Shall 1 for ever be forgot,
As one whom thou regaideft not?
Still ihall my Soul thine Abfence mourn \
And ftill defpair of thy Return?
^. How long (hall my poor troubled Breaft
Be with thefe anxious Thoughts oppreft.
And Sat tn, my malicious Foe,
Rejoice to fee me funk fo low ?
4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick Relief,
Before my Death conclude my Grief 4
If thou with hold thy heav'nly Ligbt,
I deep in everlafting Night.
5 How will the Pow'rs of Darknefs boaft,
If but one praying Soul be loft ?
But I have truittd in thy Grace,
And fhall again behold thy Face.
6 Whate'er my Fears or Foes fuggeft.
Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Reft",
My Heart fliail feel thy Love, and raife
My chearful Voice to Songs of Praife.
PSALM 13. Common Metre.
Complaints under Temptations of the Dt'viJ.
I rj O W long wilt thou conceal thy Face ?
*-*• My God, how long delay? 1
When (hall I feel thofe heavenly Rays :
TJhat chace my Fears away ? '
a How long fh^ll my poor lab'ring Soul
Wreftle and toil in vain ?
Xhy Word can all my Foes controuJ,
♦ ' And eafe my raging Pain, 3 $€
B S A L M XIV. *$
3 See how the Prince of Darknefs tries
All his malicious Arts,
He fpreads a Mift arouad my Eyes, -
And throws his fiery Darts.
f Be thou my Sun, and thou ray Shield,
My Soul in Safety keep j
Make Hafte before mine Eyes are feal'd
In Death's eternal Sleep.
5 How would the Tempter boaft aloud
If I became his Prey !
Behold the Sons of Hell gro a' proud
At thy fo long Delay.
6 But they fliall fly at thy Rebuke,
And Satan hide his Head j
He knows the Terrors of thy Look,
And hears thy Voice with Dread.
7 Thou wilt difplay that fov'reign Grace^
Where all my Hopes kave hungj
I fhali en^iploy my Lips in Praife,
And Vift'ry ihali be fung.
P S A L M 14. FirJI Part,
By Nature all Men ar£ Sinners,
t "pOOLS in their Hearts believe and fay,
* " That all Religion's vain,
<' There is no God that feigns on high,
*< Or minds th' Affairs of Men."
a From Thoughts fo dreadful and prophane
Corrupt Difcourfe proceeds ;
And in their impious Hands are found
Abominable Deeds.
3 The Lord from his Celeftial Throne
Look'd down on Things below.
To find the Man that fought his Grace,'
Or did his Juftice know.
4 By Nature all are gone aftray.
Their Pra6lice all the fame j
, B 3 There's
«4> PSALM XV,
There's none that fears his Maker's Hand,
There's none that loves his Name.
5 Their Tongues are us'd to fpcakDeceif,
Their Slanders never ceafe j
How fwift to Mifchief are their Feet j
Nor know the Paths of Peace.
6 Such Seeds of Sin (that bitter Root)
In ev'ry Heart are found j
Nor can they bear diviner Fruit,
Till Grace re/ine the Ground.
PSALM 14. Second Part,
The Folly of Perfecuton.
1 A R E Sinners now fo fenfelefs grown
-^^ That they the Saints devour ?
And never v,'or(hip at thy Throne,
Nor fear ihine awful Power ?
i. Gie.it God, appear to their Surprize,
Reveal thy dreadful Name }
Let them no more thy Wrath defpife,
Nor turn our Hope to Shame.
3 Doft thou not dwell among the Juft,
And yet our Foes deride,
That we (liould make thy Name our Truft *.
Great God, confound their Pride.
4 O that the joyful Day were come
To finifh our Diftrefs !
When God (hall bring his Children home,
Our Songs (hall never ceafe.
PSALM 15. Common Metre.
CharaSiers of a Saint ; or, a Cifizen of Zion 5 or.
The ^Salifications of a Chrijiian.
I TXT H O (hall inhabit in thy Hill,
, *^ O God of Holinefs?
Whom will the Lord adni't to dwell
So near his Throne of Gwce ? i
% That
^ S A L M XV. ts
% That Man th^t walks in pious Ways,
And works with righteous Hands j
That tru-fts his Maker's Prcmifes,
And follows hii Commands.
3 He fpeaks the Meaning of his Hearty
Nor (landers with his Tongue j
Will fcarce believe an ill Report,
Nor do his Neighbour Wrong.
4 The wealthy Sinner he contemns.
Loves all that fear the Lord ;
And tho' to his own Hurt he (wears,
Still he performs his Word.
5 His Hands difdain a Golden Bribe,
And never gripe the Poor.
This Man (hall dwell with God on Earth,
And find his Heav'n fecure.
PSALM 15. Long Metre.
Religion and Jufticey Goodnefs and Truth ; or, Du-
ties to God and Man j or. The Salifications of
a ChriJIian,
1 VjlTHO (hall afcend thy heav'nly Place,
^^ Great God, and dwell before thy Face ?
The Man that minds Religion now.
And humbly walks with God below.
a Whofe Hands are pure, whofe Heart is clean 3
Wbofe Lips ftill fpeak the Thing they mean j
No Slanders dwell upon his Tongue :
He hates to do his Neighbour Wrong,
3 [Scarce will he truft an ill Report,
Nor vent it to his Neighbour's Hurt:
Sinners of State he can defpife,
But Saints are honour'd in his Eyes.]
4. [Firm to his Word he ever ftood.
And always makes his Fromife good :
Nor dares to change the Thing he fwearr.
Whatever Pain or Lofs he bears.]
B4- 5 He
*^ PSALM xvr.
5 [He never deals in bribing Gold,
4^ ,"^^"/'^' that Juftice fhould be fold :
wiijJe others gripe anti grind the Poor,
bweet Charity attends his Door.]
0 He loves his Enemies, and prays
';«'"j^ofe that curfe him to his Facet
And doth to all Men iUll the fame
That he would hope or wifti from them.
' } ef»^when his holieft Works are done.
His Soul depends on Grace alone :
V^'I \^ ^^'^ ^^" ^^^y ^ace ftiall fee,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee.
PSA L M 1(5. FirJfPart. Long Metre.
CcnffJJion cj our Fo'verty j and Saints tbi btfl Cm
pany, or. Good ITorh profit Mm, mt GOD,k
1 PRESERVE me, Lord, in Time of Nei
* For Succour to thy Throne I flee :
But have no Merits there to plead,
My Goodnefs cannot reach to Thee,
a Oft have my Heart and Tongue confeft,
How empty and how poor I am j
My Praife can never make thee bJefl-,
Nor add new Gloiies to thy Name.
3 Yet, Lord, thy Saints on Earth may reap
Some Profit by the Good we do j
Thefe are ihe Company I keep,
Thefe are the thoiceft Friends I know.
4 Let others chufe the Sons of Mirth,
To give a Relifti to their Wine J
I love the Men of heav'nly Birth,
Whofe Thoughts and Language arc divine,
PSALM 1^. SicondPart. Long Metre.
Chrift'i Ml-fufficiency.
J TT O W faft their Guilt ^nd Sorrows rife,
-■■ •*• Who hafte to feek fome Idol-God I
I will not tafte their Sacrifice, •
Theii OftVings of forbidden Blood. % My
F'S A L'M XVI . ^
a My GOD provides a richer Cup;
And nobler Food to live uponj
He for my Life has cfier'd up
JESUS his beft-beloved Son.
3 His Love is my perpetual Feaft;
, By Day his Counfels guide me right 5
And be his Nsme for ever bleft,
Who gives me fweet Advice by Night.
4, 1 fet him (till before mme Eyes j
At my Right-Hand he ftands prepared.
To keep my Soul from all Surpiize,
And be my everlafting Guard.
PSALM 16, Third Part. Long Metre.
Courage in Death, and Hope in the Re/urreSiion.
1 VyHEN GOD is nigh, my Faith is ftrong^
* "^ His Arm is my Almighty Prop :
Be glad, my Heart, rejoice my Tongue,
My dying Flefli ihall retl in Hop-,
a Though in the Dult I lay my Head,
Yet, gracious GOD, thou wilt not leave
My Soul for ever with the Dead,
Nor lofe thy Children in the Grave.
3 My Fiefh ihall thy firit Call obey,
Shake off theDuft, and rife on high;
Then (halt thou lead the vvond'rous Way
Up to thy Throne above the Sky.
4. There Streams of endlefs Pieafure fiowj
And full Difcov'ries ot thy Grace,
(Which we but tailed here below)
Spread heavenly joys thro' all tke Place,
#
P S A L M 16. q:;. 1--8. Firfi Fart. Common Metre.
Support ami Counfel from GOD iviihout Merits
2 G A V E me, O Lord, from every Fo&,
*^ In Thee my Trull I place;
Though all the ( Jood that I can do
Can lie'&r ^^kn^ thy Gracs j
£ 5 s Y«t
it PSALM xvr.
a Yet if my G O D prolong my Breath,
The Saints may profit by't ;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of my Delight.
3 Let Heathens to their Idols hafte,
And worfhip Wood or Stone 5
But my delightful Lot is caft
Where the true GOD is known.
4 His Hand provides my conftant Food,
He fills my daily Cup j
Much am I pleas'd with prefent Good,
But more rejoice in Hope.
5 GOD is my Portion and my Joy j
His Counfels are my Light :
He gives me T/zeet Advice by Day,
And gentle Hints by Night.
6 My Soul would all her 7 houghts approve
To his all- feeing Eye ;
Not Death nor Hell my Hope fhai! move
While fuch a Fii&nd is nigh.
PSALM i^. Sicofjii Part. Common Metre*
The Death and Refurreaion of Chrift.
a " T Set the Lord before ray Face,
•* ** He bears my Courage up :
** Mv Heart and Tongue their Joys exprefs,
" My Flefh fhail relt in Hope,
ft " My Spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave
" Where Souls departed are j
*' Nor quit my Body to the Grave-
*' To fee Corruption there.
3 " ThoU wiU reveal the Path of Life,
'* And raife me to thy Throne :
** Thy Couj'ts immortal Pleafure give,
, ** Thy Prefence Joys unknown."
\ [Thus in the Name of Chrift, the Lord,
1 Ue h oiy DavU isJiii^t
And
PSALM XVIL ^
And Providence fulfils the Word
Of his prophetick Tongue.
I Jefus, whom every Saint adores,
Was crucify'd and (lain j
Behold the Tomb its Prey reftores,
Behold he lives again.
6 When (hall my Feet arife and ftand
On Heav'n's eternal Hills ?
There fits the Son at G O D's Right-hand;
And there the Father fmiles ]
P S A L M 17. a;. 13, ^<r. Short Metre,
Portion of Saints and Sinners } or, Hope and De-
/pair in Death.
X A R I S E, my gracious GOD,
-**■ And make the Wicked flee ;
They are but thy chaftifing Rod
To drive thy Saints to Thee,
a Behold the Sinner dies,
His haughty Words are vain ;
Here in this Life his Pleafure lies,
And all beyond is Pain.
3 Then let liis Pride advance,
And boail of all his Store;
The Lord is my Inheritance,
My Soul can v^ifh no more>
4. I fhall behold the Face
Of my forgiving GOD:
And ftand compleat in Righteoufnefs^
Wafti'd in my Saviour's Blood,
5 There's a new Heav'n begun
When I awake from Death,
Dreft in the Likenefs of thy Son^
Andidraw immortal Breath.
P S A L M 17; Long Metre,
^he Sinner's Porfion, and Saint's Hope ; or, Th^
Hea'ven of feparate Souls, and the Refurreiiion.
3r T O RD, I am thine j but thou wilt prove
■ My Faiih;> my Patience, and laj Love 5.
B 6 Wken.
PSA L M XVIII.
When Men of Spite againft me join.
They are the Swoid, the Hand is thine.
2 Their Hope and Portion lie below j
'Tis all the Happinels they know j
Tis all they feek j they take their Shares,
And leave the re(t am')ng their Heirs.
3 What Sinners vakie, I rtfign:
Lo;d, 'tis enough that thou art mine:
I niall behold thy blifshil Face,
And fUnd compleat in Kighteoufnefs.
4 This Life's a Dream, an empty Show j
But the briglit Wosid, to which I go,
Hath Joys lubilantial and fincere j
When fhall Iwake, and find me there ?
5 O glorious Hour ! O bled Abode !
I fhali be near, ^nd like my GOD;
And Flefh and Sin no more controul
The facred Pieainres of the Scul.
6 My Flefli fliall flumber in the Ground,
Till the laft Trumpet's joyful Sound ;
Then burA the Chains with fwcet Surprize,
And in my Saviour's Image rile.
PSALM i8. FirJIPart.
Long Metre. <v. i—G, 15---18.
Jjeli'verance from Defpair j or, Temptaikns ever-
come,
J npHEE will I love, O Lord, my Strength,
-"- My Rock, my Tow-'r, my high Defence
Thy mighty Arm fhall be my Truft,
For I have found Salvation thence,
a Death, and the Terrors of the Grave,
f tooGl round nue with their difmal Shade j
While Floods cf high Temptations rofe.
And made my fir king Soul afraid.
3 i faw tne op'ning Gates or Hell,
Wi.k endlefs Pains and Sorrows there.
(Wt:ich noiie but they that feet cftii tell)
^ {.lie 1 K^s iuj-j') 'd ,to deJpnir. 4. Iri-
PSALM XVIII. 3X
4. In my Diftrefs I called my G O D,
Whe» I could fcarce believe hini mine 4
He bowd his Ear to my Complaint j
Then did his Grace appear divine.
5 [With Speed lie flew to my Relief,
As on a Cherub's Wing he rode j
Awfui and bright as Lightning (hone
The Face of my Deliv'rer GOD.
6 Temptations fled at bis Rebuke,
The Biaft of his Almighty Breath j
He fent Salvation from on high,
And drew me from the Deeps of Death]
7 Great were my Fears, ray Foes were great.
Much was their Strength, and more tlieir Rage j
But Chrtfj, my Lord, is ConquYor (till
In all the Wars that Devils wpge.
8 My Song for ever fnall record
That terrible, that joyful Hour;
And give the Glory to the Lord
Due to his Mercy and his Power^
PSALM 18. Second Part.
v. 20---26. Long Metre.
Sincerity pro'ved and renvarded.
1 T ORD, thou haft feen my Soul fincerej
"*-' Haft made thy Truth and Love appear j
Before mine Eyes I fet thy Laws,
And thou haft own'd my righteous Caufe,
a Since I have learnM thy holy Ways,
I've walk'd upright before thy Face j
Or if my Feet did e'er depart,
'Twas never with a wicked Heart.
3 What fore Temptations broke m.y Reft !
What Wars and Stragglings in my Breaft !
But thro' thy Grace thn reigns within
i guard againft my darling Sin.
t^ That Sin that cloie beiets me ftiU,
That- woiks and itrive^ againil my Will ;
Whett^
^^: PSALM xvnr.
When (hall thy Spirit's SovVeign PowV
Deftroy it that it rife no more ?
5 With an impartial Hand the Lord
Deals out to Mortals their Reward ;
The kind and faithful Soul (hall find
A GOD as faithful and as kind.
6 The Juft and Pure fliall ever fay,
Thou art more pure, more juil than they j
And Men that love Revenge, (hall know,
GOD hath an Arm of Vengeance too.
PSALM 1 8. Third Part,
Long Metre, a/. 30, 31, 34, 35, 46, &c.
Rejoicing in GO D f or, Sal'vation and Triumphs
I T U S T are thy Ways, and true thy Word,
J Great Rock of ray fecure Abode :
Who is a GOD befide the Lord r
Or whereas a Ps.efuge like our G O D ?
a Tis he that girds me with his Might,
Gives me his holy Sword to wield :
And while with Sin and Hell i fight.
Spreads his Salvation for my Shield.
, He lives (and blelTed be my Rock)
The G O D of my Salvation lives.
The dark Defigns of Hell are b;oke J .
Sweet is the Peace my Father gives.
^ Before the Scoffers of the Age
I will exalt my Father's Name,
Nor tremble at their mighty Rage,
But meet Reproach, and bear the Shame.
t To I^fli/zV and his Royal Seed
Thy Grace for ever ftiall extend ;
Thy Love to Saints in Chrift their Head,
Knows not a Limit, nor an End.
PSALM ^%. FirJ} Part. Common Mefre.
ViBory and Triumph over Temporal Enemies,
I 'Vjn E love Thee, Lord, and we adore,
'' * Now is thine Arm r eveai'd v
PSALM XVIIL 3V,
Thou art bu« Strength, our beav'nly TgwY^
Our Bulwa!k and our Shield,
a We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a fure Defence j
Hi^holy Name our Lips invoke,
And draw Salvation thence.
3 When GOD, our Leader, (hines in Arms,
What mortal Heart can bear
The Thunder of his loud Alarms ?
The Lightning of his Spear ?
4 He rides upon the winged Wind,
And Angels in Array,
In Millions wait to know his Mind,
And fwift as Flames obey.
5 He fpeaks, and at his fierce Rebuke
Whole Armies are difmay'd ;
His Voice, his Frown, his angiy Look,.
Strikes all their Courage dead
6 4Ie forms our Gen'rals for the Field,
With all their dreadful ikill ;
Gives them his awful Sword to wield,
And makes their Hearts of Steel.
7 [He arms our Captains to the Fight,
(Tho' there his Name's forgot)
Ke girded Cyrus with his Might,
But Cyruj knew him not.
8 Oft has the Lord whole Nations blefl:,
For his own Church's Sake ;
The PowVs that give his People Reft,
Shall of his Care partake.]
PSALM J 8. Second Part. ConMnon Metre*
The Conqu£ror''s Song.
3 »T>0 thine Almighty Arm we owe
■■• The Triumph of the Day 5
Thy Teirors, Lord, confound the Fee,
i^Ti^ m\\ \Wif Strength ^way,
34 PSALM XIX,
a 'Tisby thine Aid our Troops prevail.
And break united Pow'rs,
Or burn their boafted Fleets, or fcale
The proudeft of their TowVs.
3 How have we chas'd them thro' the Field,
Aild trod them to the Ground ;
While thy Salvation was our Shield,
But they no Shelter found !
4 In vain to idle Saints they ciy.
And perifh in their Blood ; ^
Where is a Rock To great, fo high.
So pow'rful as our GOD?
5 The Rock of Ifrael ever lives.
His Name be ever blelt ;
'Tis his own Arm the VidtVy gives.
And gives his People Reft.
6 On Kings that reign as Da'vU did^
He pours his Bleflings down ;
Secures their Honours to their Seed,
And well fupports the Crown.
P S A L M 19. Fir/} Pari. Short Metre.
The Book of Nature and of Scripture*
S -pEHOLD the lofty Sky
•»-^ Declares its Maker GOD,
And all his ftarry Works on high
Proclaim his Pow'r abroad,
a The Darknefs and the Light
Still keep their Courfe the fame;
While Night to Day, and Day to Night,
Divinely teach his Name.
3 In evVy diff'rent Land
Their gen'ral Voice is known ;
They fhew the Wonders of his Hand,
And Orders of his Throne.
4 Ye Britifff Lands rejoice,
Here he reveals his Word,
We are not left to Nature's Voice
To biii us know the Lord. 5 His
P S A L M XIX, n^
5 Hii Statutes and Commands,
Are fct before our Eyes,
He put his Gofpel in our HandS)
Where our Salvation lies.
€ His Laws are juft and pure,
His Truth without Deceit,
His Promifes for ever fure,
And his Rewards are great.
7 [Not Honey to the Tafte
Affords 10 mush Delight,
Nor Gold that has the Furnace part;,
So much allures the Sight.
S While of thy Works I fmg,
Thy Glory to proclaim,
Accept the Praife, my G O D, my King,
In my Redeemer's Name.]
PSALM 19. Second Part, Short Metre.
G 0 D's Word mofl excellent j or, Sincerity and
Watehfulneju
For a Lord's Day Morning.
I "p EH OLD the Morning Sun
•^ Begins his glorious Way j
His Beams thro' all the Nations run.
And Life and Lisht convey,
ft But where the Gofpel comes.
It fpreads diviner Light,
It calls dead Sinners from their Tombs,
And gives the Blind their Sight,
3 How pei feft is thy Word !
And all thy Judgments }uft j
For ever fure thy Promife, Lord,
And Men fecurely truft.
4 My gracious GOD, how plaia
Are thy Directions giv'n I
O may I never read in vain,
But find the Path to Heav'n,
PAUSE,
3« PSALM XIX.
PAUSE.
5 1 hear thy Word with Love,
And I would fain obey j
Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me, left I ftray.
6 O who can ever find
The Errors of his Ways ?
Yet with a bold prefumptuous Mind
I would not dare tranfgrefs.
7 Warn me of evVy Sin ;
Forgive my fecret Faults,
And cleanfe this guilty Soul of mine,
Whofe Crimes xceed my Thoughts.
8 While with my Heart and Tongue
I fpread thy Praife abr-^ad j
Accept the Worfhip and the Song,
My Saviour and my GOD.
PSALM 19. Long Metre.
Thi Books cf Nature and of Scripture compared \ cri
The Glory and Succefs of the Gofpel.
I nn H E Heavens declare thy Glory, Lord,
-■- In evVy Star thy Wifdom ftiines :
But when our Eyes behold thy Word,
We read thy Name in fairer Lines,
a The rolling Sun, the changing Light,
And Nights and Days thy Pow'r confefs j
But the blell Volume thou haft writ
Reveals thy Juftice and thy Grace.
3 Sun, Moon and Stars, convey thy Praife
Round the whole Earth, and never ftand :
So when thy Truth begun its Race,
It touch'd, and glanc'd on ev'ry Land.
4 Nor (hall thy fpreading Gofpel reft
Till thro' the World thy Truth has run ;
Till Chrift has all the Nations bleft
That fee th« X«ight, or feel the Sun.
■ i.t t rtL , :,.• 5 Great
G^
PSALM XIX. 37
5 Great Sun of Righteoufnefs, arife,
Blefs^he dark World with heav'nly Light ;
Thy Gofpel makes the Simple wife ;
Thy Laws are pure, thy Judgments right.
i Thy nobleft Wondeis here we view
In Souls renew'd, and Sins forgiv'n :
Lord, cleanfe my Sins, my Soul renew,
And make thy Word my Guide to Heav'n.
PSALM 19. To the Tune of the 113th Pfalm.
Tbt Book of Nature and Scripture.
iReat God, the Heav'n's wellorder'd Frame
Declares the Glories of thy Name :
There thy rich Works of Wonder fliine,
A thoufand ftarry Beauties there,
A thoufand radiant Marks appear
Of boundlefs PowY, and Skill divine.
a From Night to Day, from Day to Night,
The dawning and the dying Light,
Leftures of heav'nly Wifdom read j
With filent Eloquence they raife
Our Thoughts to our Creator'sTraife,
And neither Sound nor Language need.
3 Yet their divine Inftrudlions run
Far as the Journeys of the Sun,
And every Nation knows their Voice ;
The Sun, like fome young Bridegroom dreft,
Breaks from the Chambers of the Eaft,
Rolls round, and makes the Earth rejoice,
4 Where e'er he fpreads his Beams abroad.
He fmiles, and fpeaks his Maker GOD:
All Nature joins to (hew thy Praifc :
Thus G O D in every Creature fhines j
Fair is the Book of Nature's Lines,
But fairer is the Book of Grace.
PAUSE.
I I love the Volumes of thy Word j
What Light and Joy thofe Leaves afford '
To Souls benighted and diftreH ! Thy
3l P S A L M XX.
Thy Precepts guide my doubtful Way,
Thy Fe>r torl^ars my Feet to fti ay,
Thy Promife leads my Heart to Reft.
6 From the DifcovVies of thy Law
The perfeft Rules of Life I draw j
Thefe are ray Study and Delight}
Not Honey fo invites the Tafte,
Nor Gold that hath the Furnace paft.
Appears fo pleafmg to the Sight.
7 Thy Threat'nings wake my fiumb'ring Eyes,
And warn me where my Danger lies j
But 'tis thy blefl'ed Gofpel, Lord,
That makes my guilty Conlciencc clean.
Converts my Soul, fubdues my Sin,
And gives a free, but large Reward.
8 Who knows the Errors of his Thoughts ?
My GOD, forgive my fecret Faults,
And from prefumptuous Sins reftrain. j
Accept my poor Attempts of Praife,
That I have read thy Book of Grace,
And Book of Nature not in vain,
P 9 A L M ao.
Prayer and Hope of Fi^ory.
For a Day of Prayer in Time of War.
1 XT O W may the G O D of Pow'r and Grace
■'•^ Attend his People's humble Cry !
yeho<vah hears when Ijr'el prays.
And brings DelivVance from on high,
4 The Name of Jacobs GOD defends
Better than Shields or brazen Walls j
He from his Sanftuary fends
Succour and Strength when Zion calls.
5 Well he remembers all our Sighs,
His Love exceeds our belt Deferts }
His Love accepts the Sacrifice
Of humble Gfoansand broken Hearts.
4- Ift
PSALM XXI. 3f
4 In hij Salvation is our Hope,
And in the Name of //rV/'s GOD,
jOur Treops (hall lift their Banners up.
Our Navies fpread their Flags abroad.
5 Some truft in Horfes train'd for War,
And fome in Chariots make their Boafts j
Our fureft Expeditions are
Prom Thee, the Lord of heavenly Hofts.
6 [O may the Mem'ry of thy Name
Infpire our Armies for the Fight !
Our Foes fliaii fall and die with Shame,
Or quit the Field with (hameful Flight.]
7 Now fave us. Lord, from flavifti Fear,
Now let our Hope be firm and ftrong.
Till thy Salvation (hall appear,
And Joy and Triumph raife the Song,
P S A L M ai. Common Metre.
Our King is the Care af Heanjen,
I 'T* HE King, O Lord, with Songs of Praife,
-*- Shall in thy Strength rejoice,
And, bleft with'thy Salvation, raife
To Heaven his chearful Voice,
a Thy fure Defence thro' Nations round
Has fpread his glorious Name j
And his fuccefsful A6lions crown'd
With Majefty and Fame.
3" Then let the King on G O D alone
For timely Aid rely ;
His Mercy {hall fupport the Throne,
And all our Wants fupply.
4 But, righteous Lord, his ftubborn Foes
Shall feel thy dreadful Hand j
Thy vengeful Arm fha!l find out thofe.
That hate his mild Command.
5 When thou againft them doft engage,
Thy juR, but dreadful Doom
Shall
♦«» PSALM XXII.
Shall, like a fiery Oven's Rage,
Their Hopes and them confume.
Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous Power declare.
And thus exalt thy Fame J
While we glad Songs of Praife prepare
For thme Almighty Name.
PSA L M *i V. ,—.9. Long Metre.
Chnit exalted to the Kingdom.
I T\AVID rejoic'd in God his Strength,
p\ ^u'^^^t"" c^' '^^'■^"^ ^y ^P^^i^l Grace,
BMtChrift the Soh appears at length.
Fulfils the Triumph and the Praife.
a How great is the Mejfiah's Joy
In the Salvation of thy Hand !
Lord, thou haft rais'd his Kingdom highv
And giv'n the World to his Commandf
3 Thy Goodnefs grants whate'«r he will,
Nor doth the leaft Requeft with-hold :
Bleffings of Love prevent him ftill.
And Crowns of Glory, not of Gold.
4 Honour and Majefty divine
Around bis facred Temple fhine ;
Bleft with the Favour of thy Face,
And Length of everlafting Days.
5 Thine Hand fhall find out ail his Foes ,•
And as a fiery Oven glows
With raging Heat and living Coals,
So rhall thy Wrath devour their S#uU,
P S A L M *2. V. 1—16.^ Firft Part.
Common Metre.
The Sufferings and Death of Chrifl.
I "W ^ Y ^^s "^y God my Soul forfook,
'' Nor will a Smile afford?
(Thus S>a^idQnct in Angui/h fpoke,
And thus our dying Lord.)
a Though 'tis thy chief Delight t« dwell
Among thy praifing Saints, Yet
PSALM XXir. 41
Yet thou canft hear a Groan as well.
And pity our Complaints.
3 Our Fathers trufted in thy Name,
And g\j||t Deliv'rance found ;
But I'm ijp'orm defpis'd of Men,
And trodden to the Ground.
4. Shaking the Head they pafs me by.
And laugh my Soul to Scorn j
** In i>ain he trufis in God, they cry,
" Neglsded and forlorn.^'
5 But thou art He who form'd my Fiefli,
By thine Almighty Word,
And fince I hung upon the Breaft,
My Hope is in the Lord.
6 Why will my Father hide his Face
When Foes ftand threat'ntng round
In the dark Hour of deep Diftrefs,
And not an Helper found ?
P A U S E.
7 Behold thy Darling left among
The Cruel and the Proud,
As Bulls of. Bajban fierce and ftrong.
As Lions roaring loud,
S From Earth and Hell my Sorrows meet
To multiply the Smart ;
They nail my Hands, they pierce my Feet,
And try to vex my Heart.
9 Yet if thy Sov'reign Hand let loofe
The Rage of Earth and Hell,
Why will my heav'nly Father bruife
The Son he loves fo well ?
10 My GOD, if pofiJble it be.
Withhold this bitter Cup j
But I rcfign my Will to Thee,
And drink the Sorrows up.
^i 1 My Heart diffolves with Hangs unknovrn.
In Groans I waftc my Breath ;
Thy
41 PSA L M XXIL
Thy heavy Hand has brought me dovrn
Low as the Duft of Death.
12 Father, I give my Spirit up.
And truft it in thy Hand j ^
My dying Fkfti fliell reft in Haj^.
Andrileat thy Commaad.
P S A L M 11. I* *o, 21, 17 — jt. Second Par;
Common Metre.
GhriftV Sufferings and Kingdom.
X " 7\7 O IV from the roaring Lion's Rage^
* "^ " 0 Lordy protea thy Son^
<* Nor leave thy Darling to engage
" The Peivrj «/ Hell alone.''
ft Thus did our fufFring Saviour pray,
With mighty Cries and Tears j
GOD heard him in that dreadful Day,
And chas'd away his Fears.
3 Great was the Vi6l'ry of his Death,
His Throne exalted high:
And all the Kindreds of the Earth
Shall worlhip or Ihall die.
4 A numerous Offspring, muft arife
From his expiring Groans ;
They fliall be reckoned in his Eyes
For Daughters and for Sons.
3 The meek and humble Soul ihall fee
His Table richly fpread j
And ail that feek the Lord Ihall be
With Joys immortal fed.
(, The Ifles fnali know the Righteoufnefs
Of our incarnate G OD. '
And Nations yet unborn profefs I
Salvation in his Blood. ^
P S A L M 22. Long Metre.
ChriftV Sufferings and Exaltation.
I >^ O W let our mournful Songs record
^■^ The dying Sorrows of our Lord,
Wher
PSALM XXIIL 4*
When he complain'd in Tears and Blood,
As one forfaken of his GOD.
• The Jenvs beheld him thus forlorn,
And fhake their Heads and laugh in Scorn |
*' He refcu'd others from the Grave j
" Now let him try himfelf to fave.
j " This is the Man did once pretend
"GOD was his Father and his Friend j
« If GOD the Bleffed lov'd him fo,
" Why doth he fail to help him now ?'*
L Barbarous People I Cruel Priefts !
How they flood round like favage Beads ;
Like Lions gaping to devour,
When God had left him in their Pow'r.
; They wound his Head, his Hands, his Feet,
Till Streams of Blood each other meet}
By Lot his Garments they divide.
And mock the Pangs in which he dy'd.
5 But GOD his Father heard his Cry j
Rais'd from the Dead he reigns on high;
The Nations learn his Righteoufnefs,
And humble Sinners tafte his Grace.
PSALM 23. Long Metre,
GOD our Shepherd.
I TV yTY Shepherd is the living Lord;
jLVJL Now fhall my Wants be well fupply'd ;
His Providence and holy Word
Become my Safety and my Guide.
a In Paftures where Salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me reH,
There living Water gently flows,
And all the Food divinely bleft.
3 My wandYing Feet his Ways raiflake;
But he reftores my Soul to Peace,
And leads me for his Mercy's Sake
In the fair Paths of Righteoufnefs.
' C 4 Tho
^4 PSALM XXIIL
4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy Vale
Where Death and all its Terrors are.
My Heart and Hope fhall never fail.
For God my Shepherd's with me therco
5 Amidft the Darknefs and the Deeps
Thou art my Comfort, thou my Stay *j
Thy Staff fupports my feeble Steps,
Thy Rod dire^ls my doubtful Way.
€ I he Sens of Earth, and Sons of Hell
Gaze at thy Goodnefs, and repine
To fee my Table fpread fo well
\Vith living Bread and chearfal Wine.
7 [How I rejoice when on my Head
Thy Spirit condefcends to reft I
' Tis a divine Anointing fhed
Like Oil of Gladnefs at a Feaft.
S Surely the Mercies of the Lord
Attend his Houfliold all their Days ;
There will I dwell to hear his Word,
To feek his Face, and fing his Praife.j
PSALM 23. Common Metre..
1 Tk yf Y Shepherd will fupply my. Need,
iVi Jehouah is his Name ;
■ In Paftures frefli he makes me feed,
Befide the living Stream,
a He brings my wandVing Spirit back
When I forfake his Ways,
And leads me for his Mercy's Sake
In Paths of Truth and Grace.
3 When I walk through the Shades of Death,
Thy Prefence is my Stay j
A Word of thy fupporting Breath
Drives all my Fears away.
A Thv Hand in Sight of all my Foes
Doth ftill my Table fpread ;
My Cup with Bleffings overflows,
Thine Oil anoints my Head.
PSALM XXITo 45
5 The fure Provifions of my God
Attend me all my Days j
O may thy Houfe be mine Abode,
And all ray Work be Praife !
i There would I find a fettled Reft,
(While others go and come)
No more a Stranger or a Gueft-,
But like a Child at Home.
PSALM 23. Short Metre,
J 'T^ H E Lord my Shepherd is,
X I ftiall be well fupply'd j
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want befide ?
s He leads ree to the Place
Where hcav'nly Pafture grows.
Where living Waters gently pafs.
And full Salvation flows.
3 If e'er I go aftray,
He doth my Soul reclaim,^
And guides me in his own right Way
For his moft holy Name.
4. While he affords his Aid
I cannot yield to Fear :
Tho' I (hould walk thro* Death's dark ShadCj,
My Shepherd's with me there.
5 In fpight of all my Foes,
Thou doft my Table fpread.
My Cup with Bleflings overflows.
And Joy exalts my Head,
6 The Bounties of thy Love
Shall crown my following Days j
Nor from thy Houfe will I remove.
Nor ceafe to fpeak thy Praife.
PSALM 24. Common Metre.
Dwelling ivitb GO D.
HE Earth for ever is the Lord's,
With Adafffs num'rous Race j
C 2 He
1 r»^
45 PSALM XXrV.
He rais'd its Arches o'er the Floods,
And built it on the Seas,
a But who among the Sons of Men
May vifit thine Abode ?
He that has Hands from Mifchief clean,
Whofe Hea: t is right with G O D.
3 This is the Man may rife and take
The BlefTings of his Grace j
This is the Lot of thofe that feek
The GOD of Jacob's Face.
4 Now let our Souls immortal PowVs
To meet the Lord prepare,
Lift up their everlafting Doors,
The King of Glory's near.
5 The King of Glory ! Who can tell
The Wonders of his Might ?
Me rules the Nations; but to-dwell
With Saints is his Delight.
PSALM 24. Long Metre.
Saitits d-well in Hea'ven ; or, Chrift'/-^^«/!7».
I rr^HIS fpacious Earth is all the Lord's,
\ And Men and Worms, and Beafts andBirdi
He rais'd the Building on the Seas,
And gvave it for their Dwelling-place. !
ft But there's a brighter World on high,
Thy Palace, Lord, above the Sky j
Who fhallafcend that bleft Abode,
And dwell fo near his Maker, GOD ?
y^ He that abhors and fears to fm, !
Whofe Heart is pure, whofe Hands are clean,;
Him fliall the Lord the Saviour blefs, .
And clothe his Soul with Righteoufnefs. \
4j, Thefe are the Men, the pious Race ;
That feek the God of Jacob's Face j
Thefe fhall enjoy the blifsful Sight,
And dwell in everlafting Light, \
pAus;
P & A L M XXV. 47
PAUSE.
Rejoice ye (hining Worlds en high $
Behold the King of Glory nigh j
i Who can this King of Glory be ?
[ The mighty Lord, the Saviour's He.
; Ye heav'nly Gates, your Leaves difplay,
To make the Lord the Saviour Way :
Laden with Spoils from Eai th and Hell,
The Conqu'ror comes with God to dwelL
J Rais'd from the Dead he goes before.
He opens Heav'n's eternal Door,
To give his Saints a bleft Abode
Near tlicir Redeemer and their GOD.
PSALM 25. a;. I— -II. FirJiPart,
Waiting for Pardon and DireSiion*
1 T LI^T my Soal toGOD,
X My Trult is in his Name ;
Let not my Foes that feek my Blood,
Still triumph in my Shame,
a Sin, and the Pow'rs of Hell,
Perfuade me to defpair j
Lord, make me know thy Cov'nant well.
That I may 'fcape the Snare,
3 From the firft dawning Light
Till the dark Ev'ning rife.
For thy Salvation, Lord, I wait,
With ever-longing Eyes.
4 Remember all thy Grace,
And lead me in thy Truth j
Forgive the Sins of riper Days,
And FoUies of my Youth.
5 The Lord is juft and kind,
The Meek iliall learn his Ways,
And every humble Sinner fiad
The Methods of his Grace.
, C 3 6 For
4« PSALM xxy.
6 For his own Goodncfs Sake,
He faves my Soul from Shame.
He pardons (tho' my Guilt be great)
Thro' my Redeemer's Name.
P 8 A L M 15,1;. la, J4, 10, 13. Stcofid Part,
Divine Infiru^ion.
1 WJ HERE ihall the Man be found
Vy That fears t' offend his GOD,
That loves the Gofpel's joyful Sound,
And trembles at the Rod ?
a The Lord (ball make him know
The Secrets of his Heart,
The Wonders of bis Cov'nant fkow,
And all his Love impart.
3 The Dealings of his Hand
Are Truth and Mercy ftill.
With fuch as to his Cov'nant ftand.
And love to do his Will.
4 Their So\:ls fnall dv*ell at Eafe
Before their Maker's Face,-
Their Seed fl.all tafle the Promifes
In thsir extenfive Grace.
P S A L M 25. 1;. 15— -21. Third Fart.
Difirefs of Soul; or, BachJliJing and Defertion*
MINE Eyes and my Defire
Are ever to the Lord j
I love to plead hi;? Promifes,
And reft upon his Word.
2 Turn, turn thee to my Soul,
Bring thy Salvation nearj
When will thy Hand releafe my Feet
Out of the deadly Snare ?
3 When fhaJl the Sovereign Grace
Of my forgiving God,
Reftore me from thofe dang'rous Ways
My vii^and'ring Feet have trod ! 4 The
PSALM XXVI. 49
4. The Tumult of my Thoughts
Doth but enlarge my Woe :
My Spirit langui^es, my Heart
Is defolate and low.
5 With evf ry Morning Light
My Sorrow new begins ;
Look on my Anguifli and my Paii;,
And pardon all my Sins.
PAUSE.
6 B hold ihe Hofts of He.1,
How cruel is their Hate ?
Againft my Life they rife, and join
Their Fury with Deceit.
7 O keep my Soul trom Death,
Nor put my Hope to Shame ;
For I have placed my only Ti uft
In my Redeemer's Name.
8 With humble Faiih J wait
To fee thy Face again ;
Of i/>V/ it fliall ne'er be faid,
He fought the Lord in vain,
PSALM 26.
Self- Examination ] or, E'videncss of Grace.
1 T UDGE me, O Lord, and prove my Ways,
kJ And try my Reins, and try my Heaitj
My Faith upon thy Promife ftays,
Nor from thy Law my Feet depart,
a I hate to walk, I hate to fit
With Men of Vanity and Lyes j
The Scoffer and the Hypocrite,
Are the Abhorrence or mine Eyes.
3 Amongfl thy Saints will I appear
With Hands well w?fh'd in Innocence j
But when I Hand before thy Bar,
The Blood of Chriji is my Defence,
C 4 4 1
so PSALM XXVIL
4 I love thy Habitation, Lord,
TheTenlple where thine Honours dwell;
There fhall I hear thy holy Word,
And there thy Works of Wonder tell.
5 Let not my Soul be join'd at laft
With Men of Tieachery and Blood,
Since I my Days on Earth have paft
Among the Saints, and near my GOD.
PSALM 27. 'v. 1 6. FirJJ Part,
The Church is our Delight and Safety.
1 np H E Lord of Gloiy is my Light,
A And my Sslvr.tion too j
G O D is my Strength j nor will I fear
What all my Foes can do.
2 One Privilege my Heart defires j
O grant me an Abode
Among the Churches of thy Saints,
The Temples of my GOD !
3 There fhall I cffer my Requefts,
And fee thy Beauty ftill }
Shall hear thy Meffages of Love,
And there enquire thy Will.
<j. When Troubles rife, and Storms appear,
There may his Chi'dren hide ;
God has a ftrong Pavilicn, where
He mak^s my Soul abide.
5 Now fhall my Head he lifted high
Above my Foes around j
And Songs of Joy and Victory
Within thy Temple found,
PSALM 27. 'v. %y 9. 13,14. Second Part*
prayer and Hope.
X Q O O N as I heard my Father fay,
^ " Ye Children, feek tny Grace,
My Heart reply'd without Delay, ;
♦* r II feek my father" s Face,'"'
* Le
' PSALM XXIX. 5»
% Let not thy Face bQ hid from me.
Nor frown my Soul away j
God of my Life, I flee to thee
* In a diftrefling Day.
3 Should Friends and Kindred, near and dear,
Leave me to want, or die;
My GOD would make my Life his Care j
And all my Need fupply.
4 My fainting Flefh had dy'd with Grief,
Had not my Soul believ'd
To fee thy Grace provide Relief,
Nor was my Hope deceived.
5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling Saints,
And keep your Courage up ;
He']] raife your Spirit when it faints.
And far exceed your Hope.
PSALM 29.
Sicrm and ThunJer.
1 f^ I VE to the Lord, ye Sons of Fame,
VJ^ Give to the Lord Renown and Pow'r,
Afcribe due Honours to his Name,
And his eternal Might adore.
2 The Lord proclaims his Pow'r aloud
Over the Ocean and the Land;
His Voice divdes the watYy Cloud,
And Lightnings blaze at his Command.
5 He fpeaks, and Tempeft, Hail and Wind,
Lay the wideForeft bare around ;
The fearful Hart and frighted Hind,
Leap at the Tenor of the Sound.
4 To Lebanon ke turns his Voice,
And lo, the ftately Cedars break :
The Mountains tremble at the Noife,
The Vallies roar, the Defarts quake.
5 The Lord fits Sovereign on the Flood,
The Thunci'rer reigns for ever King j
C 5 But
Sz PSALM XXX.
But makes his Church his bleft Abode,
Where we his awful Glories fing,
6 In gentler Language there the Lord
The Counfel ot his Grace imparts ;
Amidft the raging Storm, his Word
Speaks Peace and Courage to our Hearts.
PSALM 30. FirJ} Part,
Sicknefs healed J and Sorroivs removed,
X T WILL extol Thee, Lord, on high,
X At thy Command Difeafes fly ;
Who but a God can fpeak and fave
From the dark Borders of the Grave ?
a Sing to the Lord, ye Saints of his.
And tell how large his Goodnefs isj
Let all your Pow'rs rejoice, and blefs.
While you record his Holinefs.
3 His Anger but a Moment ftay? ;
His Love is Life and Length of Days j
Tho' Grief and Tears the Night employ.
The Morning-Star reftores the Joy.
P S A L M 30. 1;. 6. Second Part,
Health, Sicknefs, and Recovery.
1 17 1 R M was my Health, my Day was bright
17 And I prefum'd 'twould ne'er be Night :
Fondly I faid within my Heart,
** Pleafure and Peace Jhall ne'^er depart^
z But I forgot thine Arm was ftrong,
Which made my Mountain ftand lb longj
Soon as thy Face began to hide.
My Health was gone, my Comfoits dy'd.
3 I cry'd aloud to Thee, my God ;
" What can'ft thou profit by my Blood ?
«* Deep in the Duft can I declare
« Thy Truth, or fing thy Goodnefs there ?
^ 4 " Hea
PSALM XXXL 53
4 « Hear me, O GOD of Grace, I faid,
** And bring me from among the Dead f*
Thy Word rebuk'd the Pains I feJt,
Thy pard'ning Love remov'd my Guih.
5 My Groans, and Tears, and Forms of Woe,
Are turn'd to Joy and Praifes now ;
I throw my Sackcloth on the Ground,
And Eafe and Gladnefs gird me round.
6 My Tongue, the Glory of my Frame,
Shall ne'er be filenf of thy Name j
Thy Praife Ihall found thro' Earth and Heav'n
For Sicknefs heald, and Sins forgiv'n.
PSALM 3T. Ty. 13—19 zz, 23, FirJI Part,
Deliverance from Death.
I T N T O thine Hand, O G O D of Truth,
J. My Spirit I commit 5
Thou halt redeem'd my Soul from Death^
And fav'd me from the Pit.
s The Paffions of my Hope and Fear
Maintained a double Strife,
While Sorrow, Pain, and Sin confpir'd
To take away my Life.
3 *' My Times are in thy Hand^'' I cry'd,
*' Ihv" I dranv near the DuJ} .-"
Thoti art the Refuge where 1 hide^
7^1) e G O D in whom I trv.<X.
4 O make thy reconciled Face
Up.n thy Servant Ihine,
Abo fave rne for thy Mercy-Sake,
For Fm entirely thine.
PAUSE,
5 ['Twas in my Hafte, my Spirit faid,
" I muji dfpair and die^
*' I am cut off before thine Eyes 5""
Butjhdu baft hearJ my Cry.]
6 Thy Goodnefs how divinely free,
How wondVous is thy Grace,
C $ T©
54- PSALM XXXI.
To thofe that fear thy Maje{Jy,
And trulVthy Pronnfes !
7 9 Jove the Lord, all ye his Sainta,
And fing his Praifes loud ;
He'll bend his Ear to your Complaints,
And recompenfe the Proud.
PSALM 31. v. 7 — 13— 18— 21. Second Pa't.
Deli'verance from Slander and Reproach.
I T\^ T Y Heart rejoices in thy Name,
IVl My GOD, my Help, my Truft 5
Thou haft preferv'd my Face from Shame,
Miae Honour from the Duft.
a " My Life is fpent with Grief, I cry'd,
" My Years confum'd in Groans,
** My Strength decays, mine Eyes are dry'd,
" And Sorrow waftes my Bones,"
3 Among mine Enemies my Name
Was a mere Proverb grown.
While to my Neighbours I became
Forgotten and unknown.
4 Slander and Fear on every Side
Seized and befet me round,
I to the Throne of Grace apply'd.
And fpeedy Refcue found.
PAUSE. I
5 How great Deliv'rance thou haft wrought
Before the Sons of Men !
The lying Lips to Silence brought,
And made their Boaitings vain !
6 Thy Children from the Stiife of Tongues
Shall thy Pavilion hide,
Guard them from Infamy and Wrongs,
And crufh the Sons of Pride.
«7 Within thy fecret Prefence, Lord,
Let me for ever dwell ;
jSJo fenced City, wall'd and barr'd,
•Secures a Saint fo wdl.
PSALM
PSALM XXXIL 55
PSALM 3z. Short Metre.
Forgi'venefs of Sins upon Confe£ionm
I /^ BLESSED Souls are they
K^J Whofe Sins are covered o'er I
Divinely bleft, to whom the Lord
Imputes tli^ir Guilt no more,
a They mourn their Follies paft,
And keep their Hearts with Care j
Their Lips and Lives withoat Deceit
Shall prove their Faith fmcere.
3 While I conceal'd my Guilt,
I felt the feft'ring Wound,
Till I confefs'd my Sins to thee,
And ready Pardon found.
4. Let Sinners iearn to pra -,
Let Saints keep near the Throne ;
Owr Help in Times of d-ep Dillrefs,
Is found in G OD alone.
PSALM 32. Common Metre.
Free Pardon^ and Jincere Obedience \ or, CcnfeJJion
and Forgi'venefs.
I TJ A PPY the Man to whom his GOD
Xj. No more imputes his Sin,
But wafli'd in the Redeemer's Blood,
Hath made his Garments clean !
a Happy, beyond Expreflion, he,
\\ hofe Debts are thus difcharg'd j
And from the guilty Bt;ndage free,
He feels his Soul enlarged.
3 His Spirit hates Deceit and Lyes,
His Words are all fincere :
He guards bis Heart, he guards his Eyes,
To keep his Conference clear.
4 While I my inward Guilt fuppreii,
No Quiet could I find ;
Thy
'5« PSALM xxxrr.
Thy Wrath lay burning in my Breaft,
And rackMmy tortur'd Mind.
5 Then I contefs'd my troubled Thoughts,
My fecret Sins reveal'd ;
Thy pard'ning Grace forgave my Faults,
Thy Grace ray Pardon ftal'd.
6 This ihall invite thy Saints to pray j
When like a raging Flood,
Temptations rife, our Strength and Stay
Is a forgiving GOD.
PSALM 32. Firji Part. Long Metre.
Repentance and Free Pardon ; or, Jujiification and
Sandiification.
I O LEST is the Man, for ever blefl:,
£? Whofe Guilt is pardon'd by his GOD,
Whole Sins with Sorrow are confefs'd.
And covered with his Saviour's Blood.
a Bleit is the Man to whom the Lord
Imputes not his Iniquities,
He pleads no Merit of Reward,
And not on Werks, but Grace reUe?.
3 From Guile his Heart and Lips are free.
His humble Joy, his holy Fear,
With deep Repentance well agree.
And join to prove his Faith fincere.
4 How glorious is that Righteoufnefs
That hides and cancels all his Sins !
While a bright Evidence of Grace
Thro' his whole Life appears and iliines.
PSALM 3::. >.econd Part, Long Metre.
A guilty Confdenct eafrd by Confejfton and Pardon.
I fcy^rHILE I keep Silence, and conceal
W My heavy Guilt within my Heart,
What Torments doth my Conlcience feel I
^Vhat Agonicg ot inward Smart i
2 I
PSALM XXXIIL 57
^ T fpread my Sins before the Lord,
And all my fecret faults confefs ;
ThyGofpel fpeaks a pird'ning Word,
Thine holy Spirit feals the Grace.
3 For this (hall every humble Soul
Make fwift Addrefles to tliy Seat :
When Floods of huge Temptations roll.
There fliall they find a bleft Retreat.
4 How fafe beneath thy Wings I lie,
When Days grow dark, and Storms appear,
And when I walk, thy watchful Eye
Shall guide me fafe from every Snare.
F S A L M 33. Firfl Part. Common Metre,
Works of Creation and Froi'tdenee.
1 U EJOICE, ye Righteous, in the Lord,
IX This Work belongs to you :
Sing of his Name, his Ways, his Word,
How holy, jnft and true !
2, His Mercy and his Righteoufnefs
Let Heaven and Eaith proclaim 5
Kis Works of Nature and of Grace
Reveal his wond'rous Name.
-J His Wifdom and Almighty Word
The heav'nly Arches fpread j
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their (hinins Hofts were made.
4 He bid the liquid Waters flow
To their appointed Deep ;
The flowing Seas their Limits know.
And their own Station keep.
5 Ye Tenants of the fpacious Earth,
With Fear before him ftand ;
He fpake ; and Nature took its Birtb^
And refts on his Command.
$ He fcorns the angry Nations Rage,
And breaks their vain Defigns 5
h:s
58 PSALM XXXIir.
His Counfel ftands thro' every Age,
And in full Glory fhines.
P S A L M 33. Second Part. Common Metre.
Creatures 'vairiy and God All fiifficicnt.
1 T> LEST is the Nation whei e the Lord
Xl Hath fixM his gracious Throne j
Where he reveals his heavenly Word,
And calls their Tribes his own,
a His Eye with infinite Survey,
Does-tf.e whole World behold j
He form'd us all of equal Clay,
And knows our feeble Mould.
3 Kings are not refcu'd by the Force
Of Armies from the Grave j
Nor Speed, nor Courage of an Horfe
Can the bold Rider lave.
4. Vain is the Strength of Beafts or Men,
To hope for Safety thence j
But holy Souis from God obtain
A ftrong and fure Defence.
5 G O D is their Fear, and G OD their Trull j
When Plagues or Famine fpread.
His watchful Eye fecures the Juft
Among ten thoufand Dead.
6 Lord, let our Hearts in Thee rejoice.
And blefs us from thy Throne j
For we have made thy Word our Choice,
And truft thy Grace alone.
PSALM 33. As theiJ3th Pfalm. Firji ParU
U'^orks of Creation and Pro^ndence.
1 XTE holy Sou's, in GOD lejoice,
jL YourMaker'sPraife becomes your Voice,
Great is your Theme, your Sonp;s be new :
Sing of his Name, his Word, his Ways.
His Works of Nature, and of Grace,
How wife and hcly, juft and true !
X Juftice
PSALM xxxnr. s^
a Juftice and Truth he ever loves !
And the whole Earth his Goodnefs proves,
His Word the heav'nly Arches fpread ;
How wide they fhine from North to South !
And by the Spirit of his Mouth
Were all the ftarry Armies made.
3 He gathers the wide flowing Seas,
Thofe watVy Treafures know their Place
In the vaft Store- houfe of the Deep.
He fpake, and gave all Nature Birth ;
And Fires, and Seas, and Heav'n, andEartk
His evei lafting Orders keep.
4 Let Mortals tremble and adore
A GOD of fuch refiftlefs Pow'r,
Nor dare indulge their feeble Rage j
Vain are your Thoughts, and weak your Handsj
But his eternal Counfel ftands,
And rwles the World from Age to Age.
PSALM 33. As the 113th Pfalm. Second Part.
Creatures 'uain, and God All-fufficient.
J r\ HAPPY Nation, where the Lord
V/ Reveals the Treafure of his Word,
And builds his Church, his earthly Throne !
His Eye the Heathen World furveys,
He formed their Hearts, he knows their Ways,
But G OD their Maker is unknown,
a Let Kings rely upon their Hoft,
And of his Strength the Champion boaftj
In vain they boaft, in vain relyj
In vain we truft the brutal Force i
Or Speed or Courage of an Horfe,
To guard his Rider, or to fly.
3 The Eye of thy Compaflion, Lord,
Doth more4ecure Defence aflx)rd,
When Death or Dangers threatening ftand ;
Thy
«• PSA L M XXXIV.
Thy watchful Eye preferves the Juft,
Who make thy Name their Fear and TruH,
When Wai s or Famine wafte the Land.
4 In Sicknefs, or the bloody Field,
Thou our Phyfician, thou our Shield,
Setid us Salvation from thy Throne j
We wait to fee thy Goodnefs (hine ;
Let us lejoice in Help divine.
For all our Hope is G O D alone.
PSALM 34. Fir/ Part. Long Metre,
GodV Care »f the Saints -y or. Deliverance bj
Prayer.
X T O R D, I will blefs thee all my Days,
3i_ut Thy Praife OijII d AcUupon my Tongue 5
■ My Soul (hull glor in thy Grace,
While Saints rejoice to hear the Song.
a I ome, magnify the Lord with me.
Come, let us all exalt his Namej
I fought th' et .nai GOD, and He
Has not expos'd my Hope to Shame,
3 I told him all myfecret Grief,
My feciet groanmg reached his Earsj
Hegavt my inward Pains Relief, .
And calm\l the Tumult of my Fears.
4 To h'ln the Poor lift up their Eyes,
Their Faces feel the heav'nly Shine j
A Beam of Mercy from the Skies
Fills them with Light and Joy divine.
5 His holy Angels pitch their Tents
Around the Men that ferve the Lord s
O fear and love him, all his Saints,
Tafte of his Grace, and truft his Word.
6 The wild young Lions pinch'd with Pain
And Hunger, roar thro' all the \Vood 5
But none fhall feek the Lord in va^n,
Nor want Supplies of real Good,
PSALM
PSALM XXXIV. €t
SALM 34. 'v- 15 *** Second P Mr t»
Long Metre.
. Religious Education j or, InfiruBions of Piety.
CHILDREN in Years andKnowledgeyoung,
Your Parents Hope, your Parents Joy,
Attend the Counfels of my Tongue,
Let pious Thoiight^s your Minds einploy.
If you defire a Length ot Days,
And Peace to crown ycur mortal State,
Reltrain your Feet from impioui Ways,
Your Lips from Slander and Deceit.
, The Eyes of GOD regard his Samts,
His Eai s are open to their Cr-es j ^
He fets his frowning Face againft
The Sons of Violence and Lies.
^ To humble Souls and broken Hearts,
GOD with bis Grace is ever nigh j
Pardon and Hope bis Love imparts,
When Men in deep Contrition he.^
5 He tells their Tears, he counts their Groans,
His Son redeems their Souls from De^th j.
His Spir't heals their broken Bones,
They in his Praife employ their Breath.
PSALM 34- 'V' 1— -10. Firji Part,
Common Metre.
Prayer and Praiff. for eminent Deliverance,
IT'LL blefs the Lord from Dafy to Day ;
1 How good are all his Ways !
Ye humble Souls that ufe to pray,
Come, help my Lips to praife.
a Sing to the Honour of his Nam«,
How a poor SufF'rer cry'd,
Nor was his Hope expos'd to Shame,
Nor was his Suit deny'd.
3 When threarning Sorrows round me floods
And endlefs Fears arofe, Li^c
^a PSALM XXXIV.
Like the loud Billows of a Flood,
Redoubling all my Woes :
4 I told the Lord my fore Diftrefs,
With heavy Groans and Tears,
He gave my fharpeft Torments eafe,
And filenc'd all my Fears.
PAUSE.
5 [O Sinners, come and tafte his Love,
Come, learn his pleafantV/ays,
And let your own Experience prove
The Sweetnefs of his Grace.
€ He bids his Angels pitch their Tents
Round where his Children dwell j
What Ills their heav'nly Care prevenis,
No earthly Tongue can tell.]
7 [O love the Lord, ye Saints of his j
His Eye regards the Juft j
How richly bleft their Portion is
Who make the Lord their Truft f
8 Young Lions pinch'd with Hunger roar,
And famifh in the Wood ;
But GOD fupplies his holy Poor
With cvVy needful Good.]
P S A L M 34. 'V. 11 — 22. Second Part,
Common Metre.
Exhortations to Peace and Holinefs.
1 /^OME, Children, learn to fear the Lord,
^teJ And that your Davs be long,
Let not a falfe or fpiteful' Word
Be found upon your Tongue.
2 Depart from Mifchief, praaife Love,
Purfue the Woiks of Peace;
So (hall the Loid your Ways approve.
And fet your Souls at Eafe.
3 His Eyes awake to guard the Juft,
His Ears attend their Cry j
• Whf '
PSALM XXXV, e$
When broken Spirits dwell in Diift,
The G O D of Grace is nigh.
4 What tho' the Sorrows here they tafte
Are ftiarp and tedious too,
The Lord who faves them all at laft.
Is their Supporter now.
5 Evil fhall fmite the Wicked dead j
But GOD fecures his own,
Prevents the Mifchief when they Aide,
Or heals the broken Bone.
6 When Defolation, like a Flood,
O'er the proud Sinner rolls,
Saints find a Refuge in their God.
For he redeemed, their S»uls.
PSALM 35. 1;. I— -9. FirJiParf.
Prayer and Faith of^erfecuted Saints-, or, Impre-
cations mixed ivith Charity.
I "KT O W plead my Caufe, Almighty God,
IN With all the Sons of Strife ;
And fight againft the Men of Blood,
Who fight againft my Life,
a Draw out thy Spear, and ftop their Way,
Lift thine avenging Rod j
But to my Soul in Mercy fay,
** / am thy Saviour God.''''
3 They plant their Snares to catch my Feet,
And Nets of Mifchief fpread j
Plunge the Deftroyers in the Pit
That their own Hands have made.
4 Let Fogs and Darknefs hide their Way,
And flippery be their Ground ;
Thy Wrath ftiall make their Lives a Preyi
And all their Rage confound.
5 They fly like Chaff before the Wind,
Before thine angry Breath 5
The Angel of the Lord behind
Purfues them down to Death,
« They
^4 F S A L M XXXV.
< They love the Road that leads to Hell-;
Then let the Rebels die,
Whofe Malice is implacable
Againft the Lord on high.
7 But if thou haft a chofen Few
Amongft that impious Race;
Divide them from the bloody Crew
By thy furprizing Grace-
8 Then will I raife my tuneful Voice
To make thy Wonders known :
In their Salvation PU rejoice.
And blefs thee for my own.
PSALM 35. *v. 11,13,14. Second Tart.
Lo've t8 Enemies ; or. The Lome of Chrift rt
Sinner iy typified in D^vid.
1 rj E H O L D the Love, the generous Lovfi
£3 That holy Dtzo;/^ (hows ;
Hark, how his foundi.ng Bowels move
To his afaiaed Foes !
a When they are fick, his Soul complains.
And feems to feel the Smarts
The Spirit of the Gofpel reigns.
And melts his pious Heart.
3 How did his flowing Tears condole
As for a Brother dead !
And fafting mortify'd his Soul,
While for their Life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd and curs'd him on their Bed,
Yet ftill he pleads and mourns;
And double Bleffings on his Head '
The righteous GOD returns.
5 O glorious Type of heav'nly Grace 1
Thus Chrift the Lord appears ;
While Sinners carfe, the Saviour praysi
And pities them with Teai s.
6 He, the true Davidy Ifr^efs King, ,
Bleaandbelov'dof GOD,
T
PSALM XXXVL 6s
To fave us Rebels dead in Sin,
Paid his own deareft Blood.
PSALM j6. v. 5-— 9. Long Metre.
The PerfeSiions and Providence of God ; or, gene-
ral Providence^ and Special Grace,
a TT I G H in the Heav'ns, eternal G OD,
.JTl Thy Goodnefs in full Glory fliines j
Thy Truth fhail break thro' every Cloud
That veils and darkens thy Defigns.
a For ever firm thy Juftice (lands.
As Mountains their Foundations keep 5
Wife are the Wonders of thy Hands,
Thy Judgments are a mighty Deep.
3 Thy Providence is kind and large,
Both Man and Bead thy Bounty fhare j
The whole Creation is tliy Charge, *
But Saints are thy peculiar Care,
4 My GOD ! how excellent thy Grace,
Whence all our Hope and Comfort fprings ?
The Sons of Adam in Diftrefs
Fly to the Shadow of thy Wings.
5 From the Provifions of thy Houfe
We fhall be fed with fweet Repaft j
There Mercy like a River flows,
And brings Salvation to our Tafte.
$ Lifelike a Fountain rich and free
Springs from the Prefence of my Lord j
And in thy Light our Souls fhall fee
The Glories promised in thy Word.
PSALM 36. 1,1,5,6,7,9. Common Metre.
Pr apical Aiheijm expos' di, or, The Being and
Attributes of God ajferted.
X \ T 7m LE Men grow bold in wicked Ways,
W And yet a G OD they own.
My Heart within me often fays,
'* Their Thoughts believe there's none."
ft Their
66 PSALM XXXVI.
a Their Thoughts and Ways at once declare
(Whatever their Lips profefs)
GOD hath no Wrath for them to fear,
Nor will they feek his Grace.
3 What ftrange Self-flattVy blinds their Eyes ?
But there's a haft'ning Hour,
When they (hall fee with fore Surprize
The Terrors of thy Pow'r.
f Thy Juftice (hall maintain its Throne,
Tho' Mountains melt away ,•
Thy Judgments are a World unknown,
A deep unfathom'd Sea.
5 Above thefe Heav'n's created Rouiids,
Thy Mercies, Lord, extend :
Thv Truth out-lives the narrow Bounds,
Where Time and Nature end.
fy Safety to Man thy Goodnefs brings,
Nor overlooks the Beaft ;
Beneath the Shadow of thy Wings
Thy Children chufe to reft.
7 [From Thee, when Creature-Streams run low.
And mortal Comforts die,
Perpetual Springs of Life fhall flow.
And raife our Pleafures high.
S Tho' all created Light decay,
And Deaih clofe up our Eyes,
Thy Prefence makes eternal Day,
Where Clouds can never rife.]
PSALM 36. ^, 1—7. Short Metre.
The Wickednefs of Man^ and the Majejiy of God j
or, PraSlical Atheifm expofed.
% TT Then Man grows bold in Sin,
V^ My Heart within me cries,
** He hath no Faith of God within,
" Nor Fear before his Eyes."
a [He walks a-while conceard
In a Self-flattiing Dream,
Till
PSALM XXXVIL ^-g
Till his dark Crimes at once reveal'd,
Expofe his hateful Name.]
His Heart is falfe and foul,
His Words are fmooth and fairj
Wifdom is banifii'd from his Soul,
And leaves no Goodnefs there.
He plots upon his Bed
New Mifchiefs to fulfil,
He fets his Heart, aiTd Hand, and Head^
To praaife all that s ill.
But there's a dreadful GOD,
Tho' Men renounce his Fear ;
His Juftice hid behind the Cloudj,
Shall one great Day appear.
His Truth tranfcends the Sky,
In Heav'n his Mercies dwell j
Deep as the Sea his Judgments He,
His Anger burns to Hell.
How excellent his Love,
Whence all our Safety fprings I
O never let my Soul remove
From underneath his Wings,
PSALM 37. «z/. 1—15. FtrJ\ Part.
be Cure of En'vy, FretfulnefSy and Unbelief-^ or
The Reivards of the Righteous and the Wicked-^ Zii\
The World's Hatred^ and the Saint" s Patience,
\y H Y (hould I rex my Soul, and fret
'' * To fee the Wicked rife >
Or envy Sinners waxing great
By Violence and Lies.
As flow'ry Grafs cut down at Nook,
Before the Evening fades,
So fliall their Glories vani/h foon
In everlafting Shades.
Then let me make the Lord my Trult^
And pra6tife all that's geod ;
^S PSALM XXXVIL
So fhall I dwell among the Jaft,
And he'll provide me Food.
4. I to my GOD my Ways commlf,
And chearful wait his Will}
Thy Hand, which guides my dovibtful Feetj
Shall my Defires fulfil
5 Mine Innocence flialt thou difplay.
And make thy Judgments known,
Fair as the Light of dawning Day,
And glorious as the Noon.
6 The Meek at laft the Earth pofTefs,
And are the Heirs of Heav'n ;
True Riches with abundant Peace,
To humble Souls are giv'n,
PAUSE.
7 Reft in the Lord, and keep his Way,
Nor let your Anger rife,
Tho' Providence (hould long delay
To punifti haughty Vice,
g Let Sinners join to break your Peace,
And plct, and rage, and foam j
The Lord derides them,' for he fees
Their Day of Vengeance come.
9 They have drawn out the threatening Swore
Have bent the murd'rous Bow,
To flay the Men that fear the Lord,
And bring the Righteous low.
10 My GOD fhall break their Bows, and bun.
Their perfecuting Darts j
Shall their own Swords againft them turn.
And Pain furprize their Hearts.
PSALM 37, a;. 16, ai, a6--.3T. Second Pa
Charity to the Poor ; or, Religion in Wvrdsand Dee^
2 "ITy H Y do the wealthy Wicked boa(^,
^^ And grow profanely bold }
The meanelt Portion of the Juft
Excels the Sinn§r'$ Gold ,
% I
PSALM xxxvrt. €^
I The Wicked borrows ofhis Friends^
But ne'er defigns to pay j
j ' The Saint is merciful, and Unis,
I Nor turns the Poor away.
I Mis Alms with lib'ral Heart he gives
Amongll the Sons of Need ;
; His Mem'ry to long Ages lives,
I And bleffed is his Seed.
j. pis Lips abhor to talk prophane.
To (lander or defraud j
His readyTongue declare* to Men
What he has learn'd cf G O D.
I The Law and Gofpel of the Lord
j Deep in his Heart abide ;
' Led by the Spirit, and the Wordj,
His Feet fliali never Aide.
When Sinners fall, the Righteous ftand,
Preferv'd from ev'ry Snare j
They fliall poflefs the promised Land,
And dwell for ever there.
j P S A L M 37. V. as— 37. Third Part,
\7hi Way and End of the Righteous and ihe Wicked,
i X/f Y GOD, the Steps of pious Men
^^^ Are order'd by thy Willj
Tho' they fliould fall, they rife again.
Thy Hand fupports them ftill.
The Lord delights to fee their Ways,
Their Virtue he approves ;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his Grace,
Nor leave the Man he loves.
The heav'nlj^ Heritage is theirs.
Their Portion and their Home ;
He feeds them now, and makes them Heirs
Of Bleflings long to come.
Wait on the Lord, ye Sons of Men,
Nor fear when Tyrants frown ;
y^ PtS A L M /X|CJ£Vin,
Ve (hall eonfefs their Pride was vain,
Wheh Juftice calls them down.
PAUSE
5 The haughty Sinner have £ feen.
Not faring Man nor God,
Like a tall Bay-Tree fair and green.
Spreading his Arms abroad.
6 And, lo ! he vaniflVd from the Ground,
Deftroy'd by Hai.ds unfeen,
Nor Root, lior Branch, nor Leaf was found
Where, all that Pride had been.
7 But mark the Man of Righteoufnefs,
His fev'ral Steps attend j
True Pleafure runs thro' all his Ways,
And peaceful is his End.
PSALM 38.
Cuilt of Ccnfcience and Relief -y or, RepentanCe^U
Prayer for Pardon and Health. .' "
I AMIDST thy Wrath remember Love,
■** Reftore thy Servant Lord, ". 1
Nor let a Father's Chaft ning prove
Like an Avenger's Sword,
a Thin ■ Arrows ftick within my Heart,
My Flei'h is forely preft }
Between the Sorrow and the Smart
My Spirit finds no Rtft.
3 My Sins a heavy Load appear.
And o'er my Head are gone j
Too heavy they for me to bear.
Too hard forme t' attone.
4, My Thoughts are like a troubled Sea,
My Head ffill bending down j
And I go mourning all the Day,
Beneath my Fatlier's Frown.
5 Lord, I am weak and broken fore.
None of my Pow'rs are whole ^
Tl
The inward An guifc makes me roar.
The Anguiftiof my Soul.
All my Defire to Thee is known.
Thine Eye counts evVy Tear,
And ev'ry Si^h and ev'ry Groan
Is notic'd by thine Ear.
Thou art my G O D, my only Hope |
My G O D will hear my Cry,
My GO D will bear my Spirit up.
When Satan bids me die.
; [My Foot is ever apt to Aide,
My Foes rejoice to fee't j
They raife their Pieafure and their PridCj
When they fupplant my Feet.
I But ril confefs my Guilt to 7~hee,
And grieve for all my Sin :
I'll mourn, how weak my Graces be^
And beg Support divine.
:o My GOD, forgive my Follies pail^
And be for ever nigh ;
O Lord of my Salvation hafte.
Before thy Servant die.
PSALM 39.r v. I, a, 3. FirJI Part,
Watchfulnefs onjer the Tongue 5 or, Prudence and
Zeal.
■ nnHUS I rcfolv'd before the Lord,
■^ ** Now will I watch my Tongue^
" Left I let (lip one fmful Word,
** Or do my Neighbour Wrong."
t And if Tm e'er conftrain'd to ftay
With Men of Li>es profane,
I'll fet a double Guard that Day,
Nor let my Talk be vain.
I I'll fcarce allow my Lips to fpeak
The pious Thoughts I feel,
Left Scoffers (hould th' Occafion take
To mock my holy Zeal.
Ul '4 Yet
,» FS AL M XXXir,
4 Yet if fomf proper Hour appear,
ril not be over-aw'd,
But let the koffing Sinners hear.
That we can ipeak for GOD.
PSALM 39. 0^.4, 5, 6, 7. Stc9ndPar.,
The Fanity of Man as mortal,
3 ^p E A C H me the Meafure of my Days,
■*• Thou Maker of my Frame j
1 would furvey Life's narrow Space,
And learn how frail I am.
% A Span is all that we can boaft.
An Inch or two of Time j
Man is but Vanity and Duft;
In ?.ll his Flow'r and Prime.
- See the vain Race of Mortals move
Like Shadows o'er the Plain j
They rage and ftrive, defire and love,
But all the Noife is vain.
4 Some walk in Honour's gaudy Show,
Some d'g for golden Ore,
They toil for Heirs they know not whOj,
And ftrait are feen no more.
5 What {hould I wifh or wait for then
From Creatures, Earth and Duft?
They make our Expe^ations vain,
And difappolnt our Truft.
6 Now I forbid my carnal Hope,
My fond Df fires recal j
I give my mortal Int'reft up,
And make my G O D my All.
P S A L M 39. 'V. 9—13. Third Pari,
Sick-bed Devotion-, or, Pleading ivitbout Repinir^
1 /^ O D of my Life look gently down,
^ Behold the Pains I feel j
But I am dumb before thy Throne,
Nor dare difpute thy Will. « Difeafi
PSA L M XL. 5
' Difeafes are thy Servants, Lord,
They come at thy Command j
ril not attempt a murm'ring Word,
Againft thy chaft'ning Hand.
Yet I may plead wjfh humble Cries,
Remove thy (harp Rebukes;
My Strength coniumes, my Spirit dies.
Through thy repeated Strokes.
Crufh'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand
We moulder to theDuftj
Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withftandi
And all our Beauty's loft.
; [This mortal Life decays apace.
How foon the Bubble's broke !
Adam and all his num'roua Race
Are Vanity and Smoke.]
i Tm but a Sojourner below.
As all my Fathers were j
May I be well prepar'd to go.
When I the Summons hear !
f But if my Life be fpar'd awhile
Before my laft Remove,
Thy Praife (hall be my Bufinefs Hill,
And 111 declare thy Love.
? S A L M 40. 1/. T, 2, 3, 5, 17. Virfi Pari,
Common Metre.
A Song of Deiiverance from great Difirtfu
I T WAITED patient for the Lord,
•*" He bow'd to hear my Cry j
He faw me refting on his Word,
And brought Salvation nigh,
X He rais'd me from a horrid Pit,
Where mourning long I lay.
And from my Bonds releas'd my Feet,
Deep Bonds of miry Clay.
J Firm on a Rock he made me ftand.
And taught my chearful Tongue
D4. X«
74 PSALM XL.
To praife the Wonders of his Hand,
In a new thankful Song.
4 rU fpread his Works of Grace abroad,
The Saints with Joy (hall hear;
And Sinners learn to make my GOD
Their only Hope and Fear.
5 How many are thy Thoughts of Love !
Thy Mercies, Lord, how great !
We have not Words nor Hours enough
Their Numbers to repeat.
6 When.rm afflicted, poor and low.
And Light and Peace depart,
My GOD beholds my heavy Woe,
And bears me on his Heart.
P S A LM 40. 1'. 6-9. Second Part, Com. Metre
7he Incarnation and Sacrifice of Chrift.
1 npHUS faith the Lord, *'Your Werk is vain
-*■ '* Give your Burnr-Offerings o'er,
*' In dying Goats and Bullocks flain
*' My Soul delights no more." *
a Then fpake the Saviour, '* Lo, I'm herej
*' My GOD, to do thy Will j
** Whateer thy facred Books declare,
« Thy Servant (hall fulfil.
5 " Thy Law is ever in my Sight,
" I keep it near my Heart :
" Mine Ears are open'd with Delight
*' To what thy Lips impart."
4 And fee the bleft R.edeemer comes,
Th' Eternal Son appears,
And at th' appointed Time affumes
The Body GOD prepares.
5 Much he reveal'd his Father's Grace,
And much liis Truth he (hew'd,
And preach'd the Way of Kighteoufnefs
Where great AHemblies Hoods
6 His
PSALM XLo 75
3 His Father's Honour touched his Heart,
He pity'd Sinners Cries,
And to fulfil a Saviour's Part
Was made a Sacrifice.
PAUSE.
7 No Blood of Beafts on Altars fhed
, Could wafli the Confcience dean J
But the rich Sacrifice he paid,
. Attones for all our Sin.
; S Then was the great Salvation fpread.
ji And Satan ^ Kingdom (hook j
[ Thuj by the Woman's promis'd Seed
I * The Serpent's Head was broke.
P S A L M 4.0. 'V. 5--10. Long Metre.
Chrift our SacriJUe.
fi np HE Wonders, Lord, thy Love has wrought
f ■*■ Exceed our Praife, furmount our Thought:
I Should I attempt the long Detail,
My bpeeeh would faint^ my Numbers fail.
% No Blo;;d of Beads on AJtar fpilt
Can clean fe the Souls of Men from Guilt j
But thou haft fet before our Eyes
An All-fufficient Sacrifice.
3 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears.
To thy Defigns he bows his Ears;
AfTunies a Body well prepared,
And well performs a W ork fo iiard.
% *' Behold, I «orae (the Saviour cries.
With Lave and Duty in his Eyes)
" I come to bear the heavy Load
" Of Sins, and do thy Will, my G OIX
5 ** 'Tis written in rhy great Decree,
<* 'Tis in thy Book toretjold of Me,
'* I mnft fulfil the Savio^ur's Part,
^* Aad lo ] thy Law is in my Heart*
P S 6<* I It
76 PSALM xin.
6 " r]l mtignify .thy holy Law,
** And Rebels to Obedience draw,
** When on my Crofs Im lifted high,
" Or to my Crown above the Sky.
7 " The Spirit rtiall de[cend and (how
" What thou haft done, and what I do;
*' The wond'ring World (hall learn thy Grac«
*' Thy Wifdom and thy RighteouCnefs."
PSALM 41. 'V. J, a, 3.
Chanty to the Poor ; or, Pity to the Affli^ed,
J "D L E S T is the Man whofe Bowels move,
■*-* And melt wi h Pity to the Poor j
Whofe Soul, by f , rapathizing Love,
Feels what his Fellow-Saints endure.
i His Heart co.itrives for their Rtlief
More Good than his own Hands can do 5
He, in the Time of genYal Grief,
Shall find the Lord has Bowels too,
3 His Soul fliall live fecure ©n Earth,
Wirli fecret Bleffings on his Head j
When Drought, and Peftilence, and Dearth^
Around him multiply their Dead.
4 Or, if he hnguifh on his Couch,
God will pronounce his Sins forgiv'n,
Will fave him with a healing Touch,
Or take his willing Soul to Heav'n.
PSALM 42. T. 1 — 5. f'trft Pari.
D eftr lion and Hole \ or. Complaint of Abjense frot
fublic Wo^Jhip,
J "117 I T H earned Longings o^ the Mind,
*^V My GOD to Th(;e I look j
So pants the hunted Hart to iind,
And tafte the cooling BiOok.
4 When (halll fee.thy Courts of Grace,
And iiieel my God a^ain ?
81
PS AL M XLir, ^ff
So long an Abfence from thy Face
My Heart endures with Pain.
3 Temptations vtx iny weary Soul,
And Tears are my Repaft j
The Foe infults without Controul,
*< And tuber e' J your GOD at lafi ?'*
4 'Tis with a mournful Pleafure now
I think on ancient Days j '
Then to thy Houfe did Numbers go.
And all our Work was Praife.
0 J JBut why, my Soul, funk down fo far
Beneath this heavy Load ?
Why do my Thoughts indulge Defpair,
And fm againlt my G O D ?
6 Hope in the Lord, whofe mighty Hand
Can all thy Woes remove j
For I fhall yet before him ftand,
And fmg reftoring Love.
PSALM 4z. a;. 6— II. Second ? art,
"Melancholy thoughts repronjed j or, Hope in
Afliaions.
\^t A/fY Spirits fink within me, Lord,
1 ^"- But I will call thy Name to mind j
And Times of paft JDiftrefs record,
When I have found my G O D was kind.
ft Huge Troubles, with tumultuous Noife,
Swell like a Sea, and round me fpread j
Thy Water-fpouts drown all my Joys,
S, And rifing Waves roll o'er my Head,
3 Yet will the Lord command his Love,
When I addrefs his Throne by Day,
Kor in the Night his Grace remove ;
The Night ftiall hear me fing and pray.
4 ril caft myfelf before his Feet,
And fay, " My GOD, my heav'nly Rock,
•* Why doth thy Love fo long forget
«* The Soui that groans beneath thy Sfroke "
P6 5 ru
5 I'll chide mv Heart that finks To low,
Why fliould my Soul indulge her Grief?
Hope in the Lord, and praife him too ;
He is my Reft, my fure Relief.
6 Thy Light and Truth ftiall guide me ftill,
Thy Word fhall my belt Thoughts employ,
And lead me to thy heav'nly Hill,
My G O D, my molt expeeding Joy.
PSALM 44. 'V. I, I, 3, 8, i5---i6.
T/je Church's Complaint vn Ferfecution,
J T OR D, we have heard thy Works of old,
•*-' Thy Works of PowY and Grace j
When to our Ears our Fathers told
The Wonders of tlieir Days.
0. How thou didft buiid thy Chuichcs here,
And make thy Gofpel known ;
i^mongft them did thine Arm appear,
Thy Light and Glory (hone.
3 Ir GOD they boafted all the Day,
And in a chearful Throng
rid Thoufands meet to praife and pray,
And Grace was all their Song.
4 But now our Souls are feiz'd with Shame,
C onfufion fills our Face,
To hear the Enemy blafpheme,
/^nd Focls leproach thy Grate.
^ Yet have we not forgot our GOD,
Kor falfly dealt with Heav'n,
Noi have our Steps declined the Road,
Of Duty thou halt giv'n.
^ The' Dragcns all around us roar,
V* ith their deftru^tive Breath,
Ard thine own Hand has bruis'd us £bre>
Hard by the Gates of Death.
PAUSE.
yj We are exposed all Day fco die
As Martyrs for thy Caufe,
As
P S A I. M XLV. 79
As Sheep for Slaughter, bound we lie
By iharp and bloody Laws.
S Awake, arife, Alraighty Lord,
Why fleeps thy wonted Grace ?
Why (hould we look like Men abhofr'd^
Or banifh'd from thy Face ?
9 Wilt thou for ever caft us off.
And ftill neglea our Cries ?
For ever hide thine heav'nly Love,
From our affii<5Ved Eyes ?
10 Down to the Duft our Soul is bow'd.
And dies upon the Ground j
Rife tor our Help, rebuke the Proud,
And all their PowYs conFound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual Shame,
Our Saviour and our G OD j
We plead the Honours of thy Name,
The Merits of thy Blood.
PSALM 45. Short Metre.
The Glory of Chrift, rhe Succefs of the Gofpely and
tbe Gentile Church,
X \J[ Y Saviour and my King,
^^ Thy Beauties are divine j
Thy Lips with BleiTings overflow^
And evVy Grace is thine,
a Now make thy Glory known.
Gird on thy dreadful Sword,
And ride in Majefty to fpread
Tbe Conquefts of thy Word.
3 Strike through thy ftubborn Foes,
Or melt their Hearts t' obey,
While Juftice, Meeknefs, Grace and Truths
Attend thy glorious Way.
4 Thy Laws, O (tOD, are right;
Thy Throne Siall ever ftand j
And thy viftorious Gofpel proves,
A Scejpter in \\^y Hand,
J IThy
80 PSALM XLV,
5 [Thy leather and thy G O D
Hath without Meafure (hed
His Spirit, like a joyful Oil,
T' anoint thy facred Head.]
6 [Behold, at thy Right-hand,
The Gentile Church is feen,
Like a fair Bride in rich Attire,
And Princes guard the Queen.]
7 Fair Bride, receive his Love,
Forget thy Father's Houfe ;
Forfake thy Gods, thy Idol-Gods,
And pay thy Lord tfey Vows.
8 O let thy G O D and King
Thy fweeteft Thoughts employ ;
Thy Children fliall his Honour hng
In Palaces of Joy.
PSALM 45. Common Metre.
Th^ perfonal Glories and Go'vernment ofChin^
J T 'LL fpeak the Honours of my King,
■'• His Form divinely fair ;
None of the Sons of mortal Race
May with the Lord compare.
% Sweet is thy Speech, and heavenly Grace
Upon thy Lips is fhed ;
Thy GOD with Bleflings infinite
Hath crownM thy facred Head.
3 Gird on thy Sword, viftorious Prince j
Ride with majeftic Sv» ay ;
Thy Terror Ihali Itrike through thy Foej,
And make the World obey.
4. Thy Throne, p GOD, for ever ftands>,;
Thy Word of Grace fhall prove
A peaceful Scepter in thy Hands, ,
To rule the Saints by Love.
5 Juftice and Truth attend thee ftill,
But Mercy is tfiy Choice : '
Am
PSALM XLV. gi
A.nd G O D, thy GOD, tliy Soul (hall fill
With moft peculiar Joys.
P S A L M 45. FirJ} Part. Long Metre,
The Glory of Chrift, and Poiver of his Gojpeh
1 TO" O W be my Heart infpirM to fing
'*-^ The Glories of my Saviour King,
Jefus the Lord j how heav'nly fair
His Form ! how bright his Beauties are I
a O'er ail the Sons of human Race
He fhines with a fuperior Grace j
Love from his Lips divinely flows.
And BlefTmgs all his State compofe.
3 Drefs thee in Arms, moft mighty Lord,
Gird on the Terror of thy Sword,
In Majefty and Glory ride
With Truth and Meeknefs at thy Side,
4. Thine Anger, like a pointed Dart,
Shall pierce the Foes of ftubborn Heart 5
Or Words of Mercy kind and fweet,
Shall melt the Rebels at thy Feet.
5 Thy Throne, O GOD, for ever ftands,
Gi ace is the Scepter in thy Hands j
Thy Laws and Works are juft and right,
• Juftice and Grace are thy Delight.
6 GOD, thine own GOD, has richly (hed
Hi* Oil of Gladnefs on thy Head j
And with his facred Spirit blelt
His firft-born Son above the reft.
•PSALM 45. Second Part, Long Metre.
Chrift and bis Church j or, The myfical Marriage,
1 'p H E King of Saints, how fair his Face, ,
-■' Adorn'd witlv Majefty and Grace I
He com^s with Blefllngs fram above,
AntI wins ihe Nations to his Love,
a At
gt PSALM XLVr.
4 At his Right-hand, our Eyes behold
The Queen array'd in pureft Gold ;
The World ad nires her heav'nly Drefsj
Her Robe of Joy and Righteoufnefs.
3 He forms her Beauties like his own j
He calls and feats her near his Throne;
Fair Stranger, let thine Heart forget
The Idols of thy native State.
4. So fhall the King the more rejoice
In thee the Fav 1 ite of his Choice ;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd.
For he's thy Maker and thy Lart^
5 O happy Hour, when thou fhalt rife
To his fair Palace in the Skies,
And all thy Sons (a num'rous Train)
Each like a Prince in Glory reign !
6 Let endlefs Honours crown his Head;
Let evYy Age his Praifes fpread j
While we with chearful Songs approve
The Condefcenfions of his Love.
P S A L M 46. Fir/i Pari,
The Churches Safttj and Triumph among National
Defolatiotts.
O D 15 the Refuge of his Saints,
When Storms of fliarp Diltrefs invade j
E'er we can offer our Complaints,
Behold him prefent with his Aid.
a Let Mountains from their Seats be hurl'd
Down to the Deep, ajid buried there;
Convulfions fhake the folid World,
Oi>r Faith fkali never yield to Fear,
3 Loud may the troubled Ocean roar.
In facred Peace our Souls abide,
Vv^'hile cv'ry Nation, evTy Shore,
Trembles and dreads the fweliing Tide,
4 There is a Stream whofe gentle Flow
Supplies the City of our G O D i
G
Life, Love and Joy, ftlllglidiflg through,
And wat'ring our divine Abode.
5 That facred Stream, thine holy Word,
That all our raging Fear controuls ;
Sweet Peace thy Promifes afford.
And give new Strength to fainting SouI?»
5 Sion enjoys her Monarch's Love,
Secure againft a threatening Hour 5
Nor can her firm Foundations move,
JBuih on his Truth, and arm'd with PowV^
PSALM 46. Second? art o
GOD Jights far his Church,
i T ET Sion in her King rejoice
*-' Though Tyrants rage, and Kingdomsrifel
He utters his Almighty Voice,
The Nations melt, the Tumult dies,
i The Lord of old for Jacob fought,,
And Jacob'^ G O D is ftill our Aid j
Behold the Works his Hand has wrought^
What Defolations he has made.
3 From Sea to Sea, through all the Shores,
He makes the Noife of Battle ceafe j
When from on high his Thunder roars.
He awes tlie trembling World to Peace,
4 He breaks the Bow, he cuts the Spear,
Ckariots he burns with heav'nly Flame j
Keep Silence all the Earth, aad hear
The Sound and Glory of his Name.
5 *' Be ftill, and learn that I am G O D,
" rU be exalted o'er the Lands j
'* I will be known and fear'd abroad,
" But ftill my Throne in Sion ftands.''
6 O Lord of Hofts, Almighty King,
While we fo near thy Frefence dwell,
Gur Faith ihall fit fecure, and fing
Defiance to the Gates of Hell.
PSALM
'4 P8AXM XLVIII.
PSALM 47.
Chrift Afcending and Reigning,
> Q FO R a Shout of facred p y
To G OD the fovVeign King I
Let every Land their Tongues employ,
And Hymns of Triumph fmg.
• Jefus, our GOD, afcends on high}
His heav'jily Guards around,
Attend him fifing through the Sky,
xx^-}^^ Trumpet's joyful Sound.
5 While Angels fhout and praife their King
Let Mortals learn their Strains j
Let all the Earth his Honours ting i
O'er all the Earth he reigns.
4 Rehearfe his Praife with Awe profound,
Let Knowledge lead the Song,
Nor mock him with a folemn Sound
Upon a thoughtlefs Tongue.
5 In Ifr^l atood his ancient Throne,
He lov'd that choftn Race j
Bat now he calls the World his own,
And Heathens tafte his Grace.
€ The Brttijh Illands are the Lord's,
There Abraham^ G O D is known,
While Pow'rs and Princes, Shields and Swords,
Submit before his Throne,
P S A L M 48. or. 1—8. FirJiPart.
The Church is the Honour and Safety of a Nation »
I [QREAT is the Lord our GOD,
^^ And let his Praife be great j
He makto his Churches his Abode,
His moft delightful Seat.
* Thefe Temples of his Grace,
How beautiful they ftand !
The Honours of our native Place,
And Bulwarks of our Land. J
3 In
PS A L M XLVm» 'ii
In Sitft G O D is known,
A Refuge in Diftrtfs }
How bright has his Salvation ihone
Through all her Palaces !
When Kings againft her join'd.
And faw the Lord was there,
In wild Confufion of the Mind,
They fled with hafty Fear.
When Navies tall and proud.
Attempt to fpoil our Peace,
He fends his Tempeft roaring loud,
And finks them in the Seas.
Oft have our Fathers told.
Our Eyes have often feen,
How well our GOD fecures the Fold,
Where his own Sheep have been.
In ev'ry new Diftrefs
We'll to his Houfe repair 5
We'll think upon his wond'rous Grace,
And feek Deliv'rance there.
P S A L M 48, V. JO— 14. Second Part,
Thi Beautj of the Church j or, Go/pel Worjbip ana
Order,
p A R as thy Name is known,
•*■ The World declares thy Praife j
Thy Saints, O Lord, before thy Throne j
Their Songs of Honour raife.
With Joy let Judah ftand.
On 81071% chofen Hill,
Proclaim the Wonders ©f thy Hand,
And Counfels of thy Will.
J Let Strangers walk around
The City where we dwell,
Compafs and view thine holy Ground,
And mark the Building well.
4 The Orders of thy Houfe,
The Werfhip of thy Court,
Th«
M J?:$ ALM XLIX.
The chearful Softgs, the folemn Vow^,
And make a fair Report.
5 How decent and how wife f
How glorious to behold 1
Beyond the homp that charms the Eyes,
, rr., ° ^^^^^ adorii'd with Gold.
6 The GOD yve worlhip now,
Will guide us till we die,
Will be our GOD while here below.
And ours above the Sky.
PSALM 49. 1;. 6.-.14. Fir/iPart, Com. Met.
Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life and Riches,
" W^^ ^^^^ ^^^ ^3" of Riches grow.
To Infolence and Pride,
To fee his Wealth and Honours flow.
^ith ev'jy fifing Tide?
a [Why doth he treat the Poor with Scorn,
Made of the lelf-fame Clay,
And boalt as though his Flelh were born
Of better Dull than they ?]
% Not all his Treafures can procure
His Soul a fhort Reprieve,
Kedeem from Death one guilty Hour,
Or make his Brother live.
4 [Life is a BlefTmg can^t be fold.
The Rqnfom is too high }
Juftice will ne'er be brib'd with Gold,
That Man may never die.
5 He fees the Brutifli and the Wife,
The TimVous and the Brave,
Quit their PolTefTions, clofe their Eyes,
And halten to the Grave
6 Yet 'tis his inward Thought and Pride,
'' My Houfe Ihall ever Itand ;
*' And that my Natv,e may long abide,
«^ I'll give it to my Land."
7 Vain
P S ALM:XtfX. t,
Vain are his Thoughts, his Hopes. aire loft,
How foon his Mem', y dies t
His Naine is written in the Duft,
Where his own Caicafe lies.]
- PAUSE.
; This is the Folly of their Way j
And yet their Sons, as vain.
Approve the Words their Fathers fay^
And a<5t their Works again.
; Men void of Wifdom, and of Grace,
If Honour raife rhem high,
Live like the Be^ft, a thoughtlefs Race, .
And lik^ the Beaft they die.
to [Laid in the Grave like filly Sheep,
Death feeds upon them there.
Till the laft Trumpet breaks their Sleep,
In Terror and Defpair.]
P S A L M 4.9. 1/. 14, 15. Second Part,
Common Metre.
Death, and the KefurreBion,
Y^ Sons of Pride, that hate the Juft,
^ And trample on the Poor j
When Death h^s brought you down to Dull,
Your Pomp fliall rife no more.
a The lafl great Day fhall change the Scene?
, When will that Houi appear?
"When fhall the Jult revive, and reigh
O'er all that fcorn'd them here ?
3:G0D will my naked Soul receive.
When fep'rate from the Flefh j
And break the Prifon of the Grave,
To raife my Bones afrefh.
4 Heav'n is my everlafting Home,
Th' Inheritance is fure ;
Xet Men of Pride their Rage rcfume,
3iit ril repine no more, "
? S A L U
4 PS A LM L.
PSALM 49. Long Metre.
7he rich Sinntr''s Death, and the Saint" s RefurreSieK%
J "yrrHY do the Proud infult the Poor,
^^ And boaft the large Eltatee they have '
How vain are Riches to fecure
Their haughty Owners from the Grave !
z They can't redeem one Hour frona Death , 1|
With all the Wealth in which they truftj '
Nor give a dying Brother Breath,
When G O D commands him down to Dull
3 There the dark Earth and difmal Shade
Shall clafp their naked Bodies round j
That Flefli fo delicately fed.
Lies cold, and moulders in the Ground,
4. Like thoughtlefs Sheep the Sinner dies.
Laid in the Grave for Worms to eat j
The Saints (hall in the Morning rife.
And find th' Oppreflbr at their Feet,
5 His Honours perifh in the Duft,
And Pomp, and Beauty, Birth and Blood 5
That glorious Day exalts the Juft
To full Dominion o'er the Proud.
6 My Saviour fliall my Life reftore,
And raife me from my dark Abode j
My Flefli and Soul (hall part no more,
But dwell for evernear my G O D.
PSALM 50. T. 1—6. Firji Fart. Com. Met.
The lafi 'Judgment j or, The Saints reivarded,
I rp H E Lord, the Judge, before his Throne
•■• Bids the whole Earth draw nigh j
The Nations near the rifmg Surt,
And near the fVeJIern Sky.
ft No more (hall bold Blafphemers fay,
*' Judgment ivill ne' er begin -^''
No more abufe his long Delay,
To Impudence and Sin^
3 Throned
P S A L M L. 85
Thron*d on a Cloud our GOD fhall come,
Bright Flames prepare his Way j
Thunder and Darknefs, Fire and Storm,
Lead on the dreadful Day.
Heav'n from above his Call (hall hear,
Attending Angels come,
And Earth and Hell (hall know and fear
His Juftice and their Doom.
5 " But gather all mjr Saints (he cries) ^j
" That made their Peace with GOD
*« By the Redeemer's Sacrifice,
*' And feai d it with his Blood.
6 " Their Faith and Works brought forth to
<* Shall make the World confefs, [Light,
** My Sentence of Reward is right,
♦* And Heav'n adore my Grace."
P S A L M 50. 0/. 10, II, 14, 15, a J, tdn Part,
;■_ Common Metrd,
Obedience is better than Sacrifice.
I q^HUS faith the Lord, " The fpacious Field*,
-*- ** And Flocks and Herds are mine j
« O'er all the Cattle of the Hills
*' I claim a Right divine.
% *' I alk no Sheep for Sacrifice,
'* Nor Bullocks burnt with Fire ;
♦< To hope and love, to pray and praife,
*' Is all that I require.
3 " Call upon me when Trouble's near,
" My Hand (hall fet thee -fr^e j
«* Then fhall thy thankful Lips declare,
** The Honour due to me.
4 ** The Man that ofFersiiumble Praife,
" He glorifies me^beft j
«* And thofe that tread my holy Ways,
<« Shall my Salvation tafte,"
PSALM
fd P S A L M L.
PSALM 50.1/. 1, 5, 8, 16, «i, at. Third Par\
Common Metre.
The Judgment of Hypocrites.
1 Vy HEN Chriji to Judgment (ball defcend,
^^ And Saints furround their Lord,
He calls the Nations to attend.
And hear his awful Word.
2 <* Nor for the Want of Bullocks (lain
*' Will I the World reprove,
" Altars and Rites, and Forms are vain,
** Without the Fire of Love.
3 " And what have Hypocrites to do
" To bring their Sacrifice ?
" They call ray Statutes juft and true,
<* Bttt deal in Theft and Lies.
4. <* Could you expeft t' efcape my Sight,
" And fin vyithbut Controul ?
" But 1 ftiall bring your Crimes to Light,
" With Anguilh in your Soul."
5 Confider, ye that flight the Lord,
Before his Wrath appear ;
If once vcu fall beneath his Sword,
Tbere's no Deliv'rer there.
PSALM 50. Third Part. Long Metre.
Hypocrijy Expofed.
y npHE Lord the Judge his Churches warns j
-*• Let Hypocrites attend and fear.
Who place their Hope in Rites and Forms,
But make not Faith nor Love their Care.
2 Vile Wretches dare rehearfe his Name
With Lips of Falfeood and Deceit j
A Friend or Brother they defame,
And footh and flatter thofe they hate.
-) They watch to do their Neighbours wrong,
"^ Yet dare to feek their Maker's Face ;
They tnke his Covenant on their Tongue,
But break his Laws, abufe his Gracf .
PS A L M L, 91
I To Heav'n they lift their Hands unclean,
Defil'd with Lull, defil'd with Blood j
l;By Night they praftife evVy Sin, ^
i;By Day their Mouths draw near to %od.
t And while his Judgments long delay.
They grow fecure, and fin the more ;
tThey think he fleeps as well as they,
[ And put far off the dreadful Hour.
I O dreadful Hour ! when God draws nearj
And fets their Crimes before their Eyes !
,His^ Wrath their guilty Souls fliall tear,
1 And no Deliv'rer dare to rife.
I P S A L M 50, To a new Tune.
i The Laji Judgment. ^ [forth,
TH E Lord, the Sovereign, fends his Summons
Calls theSoutb Nations, and awakes the Northi
l^'rom EaJI to ff^e/i the founding Order's fpread
irhro' dillant Worlds and Regions of the Dead ;
n[o more (hall Atheifts mock his long Delay ;
^is Vengeance lleeps no more : Behold the Day.
Behold the Judge defcends j his Guards are nigh,
Ferapeft and Fire attend him down the Sky :
^eav'n, Earth, and Hell draw near ; let all
[Things come
ro hear his Juftice and the Sinner's Doom ;
But gather firft my Saints (the Judge commands)
Sring'em, ye Angels, from their dillant Lands,
Behold my Cov'nant (lands for ever good,
3 card by th' eternal Sacrifice in Blood, [7<fw,
f^nd fign'd with a)l their Names; the Greeks the
rhat paid the ancient Worlhip, or the new,
There's noDiftinSlionhere; Come, fpread their
[Thrones,
A^nd near me feat my Fav'rites and my Sons.
I their Almighty Saviour and their GOD,
[ am their Judge j ye Heav'ns, proclaim abroad
E My
9z P S A L M L.
My juft eternal Sentence, and declare
Thoreawtul Truths that Sir.ners dread to hear;
Sinners imZiottt tremble and retire ;
I doom t" painted Hypocrite to Fire.
5 Not for the Want of Goats or Bullocks flaift
Do I condemn thee ; Bulls and Goais are vain
Without the Flames of Love : In vain the Stoic
Of brutal Offerings, that were mine before j
Mine are the tamer Bea(l& and Avage Breed,
Flacks, Herds, and Fields, and Forefts where
(they feed.
6 If I were hungry, wou'd I aflc thee Food ?
When did I thirft, or drink thy BuUo ks Blood ?
Can I be flattei'd with thy cringing Bows,
Thy folcmn C hatt'rings and fantaftick Vows;
Are my Eyes charmM thy Veftments to behold ?
Glai ing in Gems, and gay in woven Gold ?
J Unthinking Wretch ! how could'ft thou hope
(to pleafe,
A G OD, a Spirit, with fuch Toys as thefe;
While with my Grace & Statutes on thy Tongue,
Thou lov'ft Deceit, and doft thy Brother wrong.
In vain to pious Fcrms thy Zeal pretends,
Thieves and Adult'rers are thy chofen Friends.
S Silent I waited with long fuifering Love,
But didft thou hope that I fliould ne'er reprove ?
And cherifh fuch an impious Thought within ?
That G O D the Righteous would indulge thy Sin ?
Behold my Terrors now ; my Thunders roll.
And thy own Crimes affright thy guilty Soul.
9 Sinners, awake betimes ; ye Fools, be wife;
Awake before this dreadful Moining rile j
Change your vain Thoughts, yt ur crooked
(Works amend ;
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your Friend ;
Left like a Lion his lalt Vengeance tCv^r
Your trembling Souls, and no Deliverer near.
PSALM
P-S A L M L. 93
P S A L M 50. To the old proper Tune»
7be laft Judgment » ^
] npHE God of Glory fends his Summons forth,
X Calls the5(j«/^Nations,and awakes tbeNorih^,
From Eafi toTT/?/? the favVeign Orders fpread,
Thro' diftant Worlds and Regions of the Dead,
Th Trumpet founds ; Hell trembles ; Heaven rejoices _^
Lift up^ur Heads t ye Saints, nvith cbearful Voices,
J No more fliall Atheifts mock his long Delay ;
His Vengeance fleeps no more j behold the Day:
Behold the Judge defcends, his Guards are nigh j
Tempefts and Fire attend him down the Sky.
When God appears, all Nature Jhall adore him ;
While Sinners tremble, Saints rejoice before him.
[Things come
3 '* Heav'n, Earth, and Hell draw near, let ail
•* To hear my Juftice, and the Sinner's Doom ;
** Butgatherfirft ray Saints (the Judge commands)
*' Bring them, ye Angels, f/om iheir diftant Lands,
When Cbrift returns, tvake everj chearful ?ciffion\
And fhout,y£ Saints, he comes for your Salvation.
4 ** Behold my Covenant (lands for ever good,
" Seal'd by th' eternal Sacrifice in Blood, \_Je'w,
** And fign'd with. all their Names j the Greek, the
** That paid the antient Worfiiip, or the new.
There'' sm DifinSion here, join all your Voices,
And raife your Heads, ye Saints, for Hea'v'n rejoices,
[Thrones,
5 " Here (faitli th'? Lord) y« Angels, fpread their
** And near me feat my Fav'rites and my Sons.
** Come, my Redeemed, poffefs the joys prepar'd
" E'er Time began j 'tis your divine Reward.
V/htn Cbriji returns^ nvahe e^very chearful Paffion j
And Jhout, ye Saints y he comes jar your Salivation.
E 2 PAUSE
94 P S A L M L.
P A U S E the Firft.
6 " I am A Saviour, I th' Almighty GOD,
*' I am the Judge : Ye Heav'ns proclaim abroad
" My juft eternal Sentence, and declare
«* Thofe awful Truths that Sinners dread to hear.
J^en GO D appears, all Nature /hall adore him j
While Sinners tremble. Saints rejoice before him,
7 « Stand forth thou bold Blafphemer & Profane,
** Now feel my Wrath, nor call my Threatnings
[vain J
** Thou Hypocrite, once dreft in Saints Attire,
** I doom the painted Hypocrite to Fire.
Judgment proceeds ; Hell trembles j Hean/n re'pices ;
Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, njuith chearful Voices,
S " Not for the Want of Goats or Bullocks flain
** Do I condemn thee ; Bulls and Goats are vain
** Without the Flame of Lore >. In vain the Store
*' Of brutal OiF'rings that were mine before.
Earth is the Lord's, all Nature /hall adore him'.
While Sinners tremble, Saints rejoice before him.
9 <« If I were hungry, would I afk thee Food ?
«' When did I thirll or drink thy Bullock's Blood f
<* Mine are the tamer Beafts and favage Breed,
** Flocks, Herds and Fields, and Forefts wher^
tthey feed,
Allis the Lord'^s, he rules the ivide Creation ;
Gi'ves Sinners Vengeance, and the Saints Salnjation.
JO ** Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing Bows,
*• Thy folemn Chatf rings and fantaltick Vows?
(^ Are my Eyes charm'd thy Veftments to behold
*< GUring in Gems, and gay in woven Gold ?
X3Qdis the Judg^ of Hearts; no fair Difguifes
Canfcveen the Guili)\ 'when his Vengeance rifes.
P AUS
P S A L M L. 55
P A U S E the Second.
[hgpe to pleafe
11 "Unthinking Wretch? how ^ald'ft thoti
«* A GOD, a Spirit, with fuch Toys as thefe ?
" While with my Grace and Statutes on thy
[Tongue
** Thou lov'ft Deceit, and doft thy Brother wrong, -
Judgment proceeds ') Hell trembles \ Heaven rejoices^
Lift up your Heads ^ ye Saints, ivith chearful Voices*
12 "In vain to pious Forms thy Zeal pretends,
*' Thieves & Adult'rers are thy ehofen Friends,
** While the ialfe f latt'rer at my Altar waits,
** His hardened Soul divine Inftru6lion hates.
God is the Judge oj HeartSy no fair Difguifes
Canfcreen the Guilty, <when his Vengeance rifes.
13" Silent I waited with long-fufFering Love ;
** But did'ft 'hou hope that I (hould ne'er reprove ?
*' And cherifh fuch an impious Thought within? '
" That the All-holy would indulge thy Sin ?
See, God appears, all Nature joins f adore him 5
Judgment proceeds, and Sinners fall before him,
14 " Behold my Terrors now; my Thunders roll?
** And thy own Crimes affright thy guilty Soul.
" Now like a Lion (hall my Vengeance tear
" Thy bleeding Heart, and no DelivVer near."
Judgment concludes ; Heil trembles ; Heanj'n rejoices^
Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, nviih chearfut Voices.
Epiphonemar
Sinners, awake betimes ; ye Foc4s, be wife 5
Avw«ke before this dreadful Morning rife,
Change your vain Thoughts, your crooked Works
[amend,
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your Friend.
Then join ye Saints : Wake ev^ry chearful Pajfion ;
When Chriji returns, be comes jar your Sal'vation.
E 3 PSALM
96 P S A L M LI.
PSALM 51. Firfi ?arU Long Metre.
A ^miient f leading for Pardon*
t QHE W^fcy, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
4^ Let a repenting Rebel live ;
Are not tby Mercies large and free j
May not a Sinner truft in Thee ?
a My Crimes are great, but not furpafs
The Power and Glory of thy Grace :
Great GOD, thy Nature hath no Bound,
So let thy paid^nng Love be found.
3 O viafli ir,y Soul from evVy Sin,
And m ke mv guilty Confcience dean j
H'-re on m: Heart tiie Burden lies,
Arkd paft Offences pain mine Eyes,
iMy Lips with Shame my Sins confefs
'Againlf thy Law, againft thy Grace :
Loro, fliouid thy Judgment grow fevere,
I am cond'emn'd, but thou art clear,
5 Should f idden Vengeance feize rav Breath,
I miift pronounce Thee jull in Death :
And if my Soul were fei.t to ilell.
Thy righteous Law approves it welL
< Yet fave a trembling Sinner, Lord,
Whofe Hope ftili hov'ring round thy Word^
Wouid light on feme (w et Promifis there.
Some fure Support againft Dsfpair.
PSALM 51 . Second Part. Long Metre.
Original and aSiual Sin con'ejfed.
if ORD, I am vile, conceived in Sin j
JLi And born unholy and unclean J
Sprung from the Man whofe guilry Fall
Corrupts the Race, and taints us All.
a Soon as we draw our Infant -Breath,
The Seeds of Sin grow up for Death j
Thy Law demands a perfeft Heart,
But we're dcfilM in cv'ry Part.
5 [Great
PSALM LI. f 7
3 [Great GOD, create my Heart a new
And form m/ Spirit pue and true ;
O make me wife berimes, to fpy it^
My Danger and my Remedy ] ^^
4. Behold I fall before thy Face j
Mf only Refuge is thy Grace :
No outward Forms can make me clean j
The Le;<r fy lies deep Airhin.
5 No bleeding Bird, nor bleeding Beaft,
Nor Hyffjp-Banch, nor rpr:nkling Fiieft,
No running Brouk, nor Flood, nor Sea,
Can wafli the difmal^tain av/ay.
6 Jifus, my G O D, thy BJood alone
Hath PowV fufficient to attonej
Thy Blood can m?.ke me white as Snowf
No Je'vj'ijb Tvpts could cleanfe me fo,
7 While Guilt dirturDs and breaks my Peace,
Nor Fleih nor Soul hath Reft or E^fe,
Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning Voice,
And make my broken Bones rejoice.
PSALM 51. third ? art. Long Metre,
^he BachJUder refiord-, or. Repentance and Faith
in the Blood of Cbrift.
1 r^ TH OiJ that hear'ft when Sinners cry,
V J Tho' all my Crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry Look,
But blot their Mem'ry from thy Book=
a Create ray Nature pure within.
And form my Soul averfe to Sin j
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart.
Nor hide thy Prefence from my Hcarto
3 I cannot live without thy Lights
Caft out and banifliM from thy Sight %
Thine holy Joys my GOD reftore.
And guard me that I fall no more,
E 4 4, Though
9« P S A L M LI.
4 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
His Helpjnd Comfort ftill afford :
And leJH^retch come near thy Throne
To plea^Wie Merits of thy Son.
5 A broken Heart, my GOD, my King,
Is all the Sacrifice I bring j
The God of Grace will ne'er defpife
A broken Heart for Sacrifice.
-6 My Soul lies humbled in the Dull,
And owns thy dreadful Sentence juft j
Look down, O Lord, with pitying Eye,
And fave the Soul condemn'd to die.
7 Then will I teach the World thy Ways j
Sinners fhail learn thy fov'reign Grace j
I'll lead thtm to my Saviour's Blood,
And they iliall praife a pard'ning God.
S O may thy Love infpire my Tongue !
Salvation (hall be all my Song;
And all my Pow'rs (hall join to blefs
The Lord my Strength and Righteoufnefs.
PSALM 51, 'v. 3--13. Fir/I Part. Com. Metre.
Original and affual Sin confejfed and pardoned. .
T I O R D, I would fpread my fore Diftrefs
X-/ And Guilt before thine Eyes j
.Againit thv Laws, againft thy Grace
How high my Crimes arife !
a Should'ft thou condemn my Soul to Hell,
And crufli my Flefh to Duft,
Keav'n would approve thy Vengeance well.
And Earth mult own it juft.
3 I from the Stock of Adam came,
Unholy and unclean j
All n-iy Oiiginal is Shame,
And all my Nature Sfn.
4 Born in a World of Guilt, I drew
Contagion with my Breath,
And
PSALM LIII, ff
And as my Days advanc'd, I grew
A jufter Prey for Death.
g Cleanse me, O Lordj and chear n|^SouI
With thy forgiving Love j ^P
O make ray broken Spirit whokj
And bid my Pains remove.
€ Let not thy Spirit quite depart^
Nor drive me from thy Face |
Crea-te anew my vicious Heart,
And fill it with thy Grace,
f Then will I make thy Mercy knowif
Before the S< ns of Men ;
Backfliders Ihall addrefs thy Throne,
And turn to G O D again,
VSALMst.'V. 14-17. Second Pari. Com.Meire.-
Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Chrift^i
1 /\ GOD of Mercy, hear m. Call,
V / My Loads of Guilt remove.
Break down this feparating Wall
That bars me from thy Love,
a Give me the Prefence of thy Gi ace^
Then my re|oicing Tongue
Shall fpeak aloud thy Righteoufnefs,
And make thy Praife my S ng.
3 No Blood of Goat, nor Heifer flain,
For S'n could e'er attone^
The Death of Chriji (hall (till remain
Sufficient and alone.
4. A Soul oppreft with Sin's Defert
My GOD will ne'er defpife |
A humble Groan, a broken Heart
Is our bed Sacrificca-
PSALM 53. h;. 4.--6.
ViSiory and Deii'verance from Perfecution,
T A RE ali the Foes of Sion Fools,
£%, Who thus devour her Saints?
E ? Do
100 PSALM LV.
Do they not know her Saviour rules.
And pities her Complaints ?
2 They fhal^efeiz'd with fad Surprize j
For G^P^'s revenging Arm
Scatters the Bones of them that rife
To do his Children Harm.
3 In vain the Sons of Satan boaft
Of Armie* in Arjay ?
When G O D has firft defpis'd their Hod,
They fall an eafy Prey.
4 O for a Word from Sion''& King,
Her Captives to reftore !
Jacob with all the Tribes fhall fing.
And Judah weep no more.
PSALM 55. 1/, 1--8, 16, 17, 18, S2. Com. Met.
Support for the affliBid and tempttd Soul,
I /^ GOD, my Refuge, hear my Cries,
KJ Behold my flowing Tears,
For Earth and Hell my Hurt devife.
And triumph in my Fears,
a Their Rage is levell'd at my Life,
My Soul with Guilt they load.
And fill my Thoughts with inward Strife
To Ihake my Hope in GOD.
3 With inward Pain my Heart-ftrings found,
I groan with ev'ry Breath j
Horror and Fear befet me round
Amongft the Shades of Death.
4. O were Tlike a feather'd Dove,
And Innocence had Wings 5
I'd fly, and make a long Remove
From all thefe reftlefs Things*
5 Let me to fome wild Defart go.
And find a peaceful Home,
Where Storms of Malice never blow.
Temptations never come.
« Vain
P S A L M^ L¥.. :r&5
d Vain Hopes, and vain Intentions air
To 'fcape the Rage of Hell!
The mighty GOD, on whom I^dl^
Can fave me here as well. '^
PAUSE.
7 By Morning-Light 111 feek his Face,
At Noon repeat my Cry ;
The Night fhall hear me afk his Grace,
Nor will he long deny.
* GOD fhall preferve my Soul from FeaTj.
Or Ihield me when afraid j
Ten Thouland Angels mull appear^
If he command their Aid.
^ I call my Burdens on the Lord,
The Lord fultains them all j
My Courage refts upon his Word,
That Saints (hall never fall.
JO My higheft Hopes fhall not be vain,
My Lips fliall fpread his Praife y
While cruel and deceitful Men
Scarce live out Half their Days.
P S ALM 55, v. 15., 1 5, 17, 19, S2. Short Metr&.
Dangerous Profperity j or, Daily De'VOtionj en*
couraged.
J T ET Sinners take their Courfe,
i > And chufe the Road to Death :
But in the Worfhip of my GOD
I'll fpend my daily Breath-
3 My Thoughts addrefs his Throne
When Morning brings the Light i,
I feek his Blelling evVy Noon,
And pay my Vows at Night.
3 Thou wilt regard my Cries,
O my eternal G O D,
While Sinners perifh in Surprize
Beneath thine angry Rod.
E 6 4 Becaufe
joa , PSALM LVI.
4- Becaufe they dwell at Eafe,
And no lad Chanj es feel;
They neither fear nor truft thy Name,
Nor le^||feto do thy Will.
5 But I, witli all my Cares,
Will lean upon the Lord j
ril call my Burdens on his Arm,
And reft upon his Word.
6 His Arm fliall well fullain
The Children of his Love;
The Ground on which their Safety (lands.
No earthly Pow'r can move.
PSALM s^'
Delrverance from Opprfjffion and Faljhood \ or GodV
Care of his People, in anpwer to Faith and Prayer,
I f~\ Thou whofe Jultice reigns on high,
v./ And makes th" Oppreflbr ceafe.
Behold how envious Sinners try
To vex and break my Peace !
1 The Sons of Violence and Lies
Join to devour me, Lord j
But as my hourly Dangers rife.
My Refuge is thy Word.
3 In God molt holy, juft and true,
I have reposed my Truft ;
Nor will I fear what Flcih can do,
The Offspring of the Duft.
^ They wreft my Words to Mifchief ftil].
Charge mc with unknown Faults j
Mifchiet doth all their Counfels fill.
And Malice all rheir Thoughts.
r Shall they efcape without thy Frown ?
Muft their Devices ftnnd ?
O caft the haugiity Sinner down,
An<l let him know thy Hand !
P AU SE,
PSALM LVII. ,0^
PAUSE.
6 G O D counts the Sorrows of his Saints,
Their Groans afFe6l his Ears j
Thou halt a Book for my Compl^ts,
A Bottle fv r my Tears,
7 When to thy throne I raife my Cry,
The Wicked fear and flee j •
So fwift is Pray'r to reach the Sky,
So near is GO D to me.
8 In Thee, moft h ly, juft and true,
I hnve repos'd my Truft ;
Nor will I fear what Man can do,
The Offspring of the Dull.
9 Thy folemn Vows aie on me, Lord,
ThoH fhalt receive my Vraife 5
rilfing, Hoiv/aithfuUnhyWord!
Houj righteous all tby Ways t
10 Thou haft fecur'd my Soul from Death,
O let thy Pris'ner free,
That Heart and Hand, and Life and Breath,
May be employed for Thee.
P S A L M 57.
Praifefor ProteSiion } Grace and Truth.
1 TV >t Y GO D, in whom are all the Springs
■ IVl Of boundkfs Love and Grace unknown.
Hide me beneath thy fpreading Wings,
Till the dark Cloud is overblown.
% Up to the Heav'ns I fend my Cry,
The Lord will my Defires perform \
He lends his Angels from the Sky,
And faves me from the threatning Storm,
3 Be thou exalted, O my GOD,
Above the Heav'ns where Angels dwellj
Thy Pow'r on Earth he known abroad.
And Land to Land thy Wonders tell.
4 My Heart is fix,'d 5 my Song Ihall raife
Immortal Honours to thy Name j
Awakej
X04 PSALM LVIir.
Awake, my Tongue, to found his Praifc,
My Tongue, the Glory ot my Frame.
5 High o'er the Earth his Mercy reigns^
And reaches to the utmoft Sky :
His Truth to endlefs Years remains,
1 When lower Worlds diflblve and die.
6 Be thou exalted, O my GOD,
Above the Heav'ns where Angels dwell j
Thy Pow'r on Earth be known abroad.
And Land to Land thy Wonders tell.
PSALM 58. As the 313th Pfalm.
Warning to Magi/lratss.
X JUDGES, who r.ule the World by Laws>
J Will ye defpife the righteous Caufe,
When th' irjur'd Poor before you ftands ?
Dare ye condemn the righteous.Poor,
And let rich Sinners 'fcape fecure.
While Gold & Greatnefs bribe your Hands ?
a Have ye forgot, or never knew
That GOD will judge the Judges too ?
High in the Heav'ns his Jiiftice reigns ;
Yet you invade the Rights of G O D j ^
And fend your bold Decrees abroad,
To bind the Confcience in your Chains.
3 A poifon'd Arrow Js your Tongue,
The Arrow fharp, the Poifon ftrong,
And Death attends where-e'er it wounds ;
You hear no Counfels, Cries or Tears j
So the deaf Adder ftops her Ears
Againil the Pow'r of charming Sounds.
4. Break out their Teeth, eternal GOD,
Thefe Teeth of Lions dy'd in Blood ;
And crufh the Serpents in the Duft :
As empty Chaff, when Whirlwinds rife.
Before the fweeping Tempeft flics,
So let their H«pcs and Names be loft.
5Th>
PSALM LX. 105:
5 Th' Almighty thuaders from the Sky,
Their Grandeur melts, their Titles die,
As Hiils of Snow diflblve and sun.
Or Snails that perifh in their Slime,
Gr Births that come before their Time,
Vain Births that never fee the Sun.
6 Tiius fhall the Vengeance of the Lord
Safety and Toy to SaintsafFord j
And all that hear ihall join and fay,
*' Sure there's a G O D that rules on high,
" A GOD that hears his Children cry,
" And will their Sufferings well repay,
PSALM 60. 'v. 1--5.-10-12.
On a Day of Humiliation for Difappointment in Wafo
I T ORD, baft thou caft the Nation ofF?
1 J Muft we for ever mourn ?
Wilt thou indulge immortal Wrath?
Shall Mercy ne'er return ?
a The Terror of one Frown of thine
Melts aU our Strength away ;
Like Men that totter drunk with Wine,
We tremble in Difmay.
3 Creat-Britain (hakes beneath thy Stroke,
And dreads thy threatning Hand j
O heal the Ifland thou haft broke.
Confirm the wav'ring Land.
4 Lift up a Banner in the Field,
For thofe that fear thy Name 1
Save thy Beloved with thy Shield,
And put our Foes to Shame.
5 Go with our Armies to the Fight
Like a Confederate GO D^
In vain confed'rate Fow'rs unite
Againft thy lifted Rod.
4 Our Troops fhall gain a wide Renown
By thine affifting Hasd ;
'Tis GOD that treads the Mighty down.
And mak«s the Feeble ftand.
PSALM
xo6 PSALM LXII.
PSALM €i. a;, i— 6v
Sa/ttj in God,
3 \X7'HENoverwheIni'd with Grief,
▼ V My Heart within me dies, .
Helpl-fs a>id farfiom all Relief
To He:^v'n I lift mine L>es.
a O lead me to the Rock
7 hat's high ahove rrry H«ad,
And make the Covert of thy Wings
My Shelter and my Shade.
3 Withiii thy Prefcnce, Lord,
For everpll abide j
Thou art the Tow'r of my Defence,
The Refuge where I bide.
4 Thou given me the Lot
0 thofe that fear thy Name j
If endlefs Life be their Reward,
1 fliall poffrfs the fame,
PSALM 62. <v. 5-— 12.
No Trit/} in the Creatures j or, Faith in Divinf
Grace and Foiver.
1 \/f Y Spirit looks to GO D alone j
IVl My Rock and Refuge is his Throne s
In all my Fears, in all my S raits.
My Soul on his Salvation waits,
a Trutt him, ye Saints, in all y.ur Ways,
Pour out your Hearts before his Face i
When Htlpers fai', and Foes invade,
GGD is our all fofficient Aid.
3 Falfe are the Men of high Degree,
The bafer Sort are Vanity j
Laid in the HalJance both appear
Light as a Puff of empty Air.
4 Make not increafing G' Id your Truft,
Nor fet your Heart on glittering Duft j
Why
PSALM LXIir. toy
Why will you grafp the fleeting Smoke,
And not believe what G OD has fpoke >
5 Once has his awful Voice declar'd, '
Once and again my Ears have heard,
" All Pow'r is his eternal Due j
.« He muft be fear'd and trufted too."
$ For fov'reign Pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a Partner of the Throne :
Thy Grace and Juftice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our laft Reward.
P S AL M 63. i;. I, 2, 5, 3, 4. i/? Part. Com. Met.
The Morning of a Lord''s Day.
I T7ARLY, my GOD, without Delay,
a2j I hafte to feek thy Face j
My thirfty Spirit faints away,
Without thy chearing Grace.
z So Pilgrims on the fcorcbing Sand,
Beneath a burning Sky,
Long for a cooling Stream at hand,
And they muft drink or die.
3 I've feen thy glory and thy Pow'r
ThroVall thy Temple fnine ;
My GOD, repeat that heav'nly Hour,
That Vifion Co divine.
4. Not all the Bleffings of a Feaft
Can pleafe my Soul fo well,
As when thy richer Grace I tafte,
And in thy Prefence dweJl.
5 Not Life itfelf, with ail her Joys,
Can my bell Paffions move,
Or raife fo high my chearful Voice,
As thy forgiving Love.
6 Thus till my laft expiring Day,
ril blefs my GOD and Kmg:
Thus will I lift my Hands to pray,
And tune my Lips to fing,
PSALM
Jo^ PSALM LXIII.
P S A L M 63. V. 6.-.,o. Second Part,
Common Metre.
^0m^n-,r^^'^"^?^^ T-6o«^A// recolUaed,
I qn W A S in the War r he, of the Night
A 1 thought upon hyPow'r,
I Kept thy lovely Fpce in Sight
Amidlt the darkcfv Hour.
* «/^^^ ^^y ^^ft'"g on my Bed,
My Soul arofe on hish;
i^ 'vig thy Salivation 'nighr
3 My Spirit labours up thine Hill,
And ch -bs theheav'nlv Road:
t^u-^ JJight-hand upholds me ItilL
Whvlel purfuc my GOD.
4 Thy Mercy It, etches o'er mv Head
The Shadow of thy Wings 5
My Heart rejoices in thine Aid,
My Tongue awakes and fjngs^
5 hut the Delt oyers of my Peace.
Shall fret and r .ge in vain j.
The Tempter il.all for ever ceafe.
And all my Sins b- flain.
• Thy Sword fiiall give my Foes to Death,
And fend them down to dwell
In the dark Caverns of the Earth,
Or to the Deeps of Hell.
PSALM 63. Long Metre.
longing afur GOD; or, 7ie Lwe fi/GOD
btiUr ibaa Lifg»
' /T-?^^ AT GOD, indulge my humbleClaim,
VJ Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Reft:
The Glories that compofe thy Name,
Stand ail engaged to make me bleft.
* Thou
I PSALM LXIII. iQ^
U Thou Great and Good, thou Juil and Wife,
Thou art my Father and.my G O D 5
And I am thine by facred Ties ;
Thy Son, thy Servant, bought with Blood,
3 With Heart and Eyes, and lifted Hands,
For Thee I long, to Thee I look,
As Travellers in thirfty Lands
Pant for the cooling Water-brook,
4 With early Feet I love t' appear
Among thy Saints, and feek thy Face,
Oft have I feen thy Glory tliere,
And felt the Po^w'r of Sov 'reign Grace.
5 Not Fruits nor Wines that tempt our- Tali«,,
Nor all the Joys our Senfes know.
Could make me fo divinely blrft.
Or raife my cheaj-ful PafTiori fo.
^ My Life itfeit' without thy Love
No Tafte of Fleafui e could afford ;
*Tvvculd but a tirefome Bii.den prove.
If I were banilh'd from the Lord.
7 Amitift the wakeful Hours of Nsght,
When bufy Cares afflift my Head,
One Thought of Thee gives new Delight^
And adds Refrefhment to my Bed.
3 ril lift my Hands, I'll raife my Voice,
While I have Breath to pray or praife 3
This V/ rk fhUl make ray Heart rejoice.
And fpend the Rejnnant of my Days.
PSALM ^3. Short Metre.
Seeking GOD.
1 l\/[ Y GOD, permit my Tongue
jVJ This Joy, to call chee mine, ->»
And let my early Cries prevail
To tafte thy Love divine,
a My thirfty fainting Soul
Thy Mercy doth implore %
Not
1X0 PSALM LXV,
Not Travellers in Defart Lands,
Can pant for Water more.
3 Within thy Churches, Lord,
I long to fiad my Place,
Thy PowV and Glory to behold.
And teei thy quick'ning Grace.
4. For Life without thy Love
No Relifli can afford j
No Joy can be compared with this,
To ferve and pleafe the Lord.
5 To thee I'll lift my Hands,
And praife Thee while Mivei
Not the rich Dainties of a Fcaft
Such Food and P!e»fure give,
6 In wakeful Hours at Night,
leal! my G O D to Mind j
I think how wife thy Counfels are,
And all thy Dealings kind.
7 Since thou haft been mv Help,
To thee my Spirit flies,
And on thy wtchful Providence
My chearful Hope relies.
8 The Shadow of thy Wings
My Soul 'n Safety keeps !
I follow where my Father leads,
Aijd he fupports my Steps.
PSALM 65. a;. 1—5. Fir/i Pari. Long MctrCc
Publick Prayer and Praife,
1 r*^HE Praife of Sion waits for Thee,
X My G O D i and Praife becomes thy Houfe;
There fhall thy Saints thy Glory fee,
And there perform their public Vows,
a O Thou, whofe Mercy bends the Skies
To fave, vhen humble Sinn-rs pray j
All Lands to Th^e fhall lift their Eyes,
And Iflands of the Northern Sea,
3 Againft
PSALM tXV. Ill
% Againft my Will my Stns prevail.
But Grace (hall purge away their Stain j
The Blood of C H R I ST will never fail
To walh my Garments white again.
4. Bleft is the Man whom thou fhalt chqfe,
And give him kind Accefs to Thee }
Give him a Place within thy Houfe,
To tafte thy Love divinely free.
PAUSE,
5 Let Babel iezv v^^hen Sion prays 5
Bahel prepare for long Diftrefs,
When Sion's GOD himfelf arrays
In Terror and in Righteoufnefs.
€ With dreadful Glory GOD fulfils
What his afflifted Saints requeft j
And with Almighty Wrath reveals
His Love, to give his Churches Reft,
7 Then fnali the fl eking Nations run
To Sion'% Hill, and own their Lord j
The rifing and the fatting Sun
Shall fee the Saviour's Name ador'd.
PSALM65.'z/. 5— 13, Second Part. Long Metre.
Di'vine Prb-vidence in Air, Earth and Sea', or,
The GOD of Nature and Grace,
THE GOD of our Salvation hears
The Groans of Sion mix'd with Tears ;
Yet when he comes with kind Defigns,
Through all the Way his Terror fliines.
% On him the Race of Man depends,
Far as the Earth's ren>oteft Ends^
Wliere the Creator's Name is known.
By Nature's feeble Light aione.
3 Sailors thattravel o'er the Flood,
Addrefs theii- frighted Souls to G O D,
When Tempefts rage, and Billows roar
A dreadful Diftance from the Shore.
4 He
lia PSALM LXV,
4. He bids the noify Tempefts ccafci
He calms the raging Croud to Peace,
When a tumultuous Nation raves
Wild as the Winds, and loud as Waves.
5 Whole Kingdoms fhaken by the Storm,
He fettles in a peaceful Form i
Mountains ^ftabltfhM by his Hand,
Firm on th-ir old Fo^mdation Hand.
6 Behold his Enfigns fweep the Sky,
New Comets blaz', and Lightnings fly j
The Heathen Lands with fwift Surprize,
From the bright Horrors turn their Eyes.
7 At his Command theMorn'ng-Ray
Smiles in the Eajf, and leads the Day.
He guides the Sun's declining Wheels
Over the Tops of Wefiern Hills.
S Seafons and Times obey his Voice ;
The Ev'ning and the Morn rejoice
To fee the Earth made foft with ShowVg,
Laden with Fruit and dreft in Flow'rs.
9 *Tis from his watYy **tores on high,
He gives the thirfty Ground Supply ;
He walks upon the Clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching Drops difpenfe,
10 The Defart grows a fruitful Field,
A'^undant Fruit the Vallies yield ;
The Vallies fhout with chearful Voice,
And neighboring Hills repeat their Joys.
ji The Failures fmile in greeri Array,
Their Lambs and larger Cattle play j
The larger Cattle and the Lamb,
Each in his Language fp'-nks thy Name.
1 T, Thv Works pronounce thy Pow'r divine ;
O'er ev'i y Field thy Glories fli ne j
Through t\^vy Month thy Gifts appear;
Great GO D, thy Goodnefs crowns he Year.
PSALM
PSALM LXV. 113
PSALM '65. Fir/} Part, Common Metre.
A Prayer-Hearing God^ and the Gentiles called,
1 p RAISE waits \nSiony Lord, for thee;
X There fhall our Vows be paid j
Thou haft an Ear whe» Sinners pray.
All FIe(h fliall feek thine Aid.
a Lord, our Iniquities prevail.
But pard'ning Grace is thine.
And thou wik grant us PowV and Skill
To conquer every Sn.
3 Blefs'd are the Men whom thou wilt chufe
To bring them near thy Face,
Give them a Dwelling in thine Houfe^
To feaft upon thy Grace.
4 In anfw'rihg what thy Church requefts.
Thy Truth and Terror fhine.
And Works of dreadful Righteoufnefs,
Fulfil thy kind Defign.
5 Thus fhall the wond'ring Nations fee j
The Lord is good and juft j
And diftant Iflands fly to thee.
And make thy Name their Truft.
6 They drrad thy glitfring Tokens, Lord,
When Signs in Heav'n appear;
But they fhall learn thy holy Word,
And love as well as fear.
PSALM 65. Second Part, Common Metre.
The Providence of GOD, in Air, Earth and Sea |
or, The BleJJing of Rain.
1 '^*W^IS by thy Strength the Mountains ftand^
I G O D of eternal PowY j
The Sea grows calm at thy Command,
And Tempefls ceafe to roar.
3 Thy Morning L ght, and Ev'ning Shade,
iucceflive Comforts bring ;
Thy
114 PSALM LXV.
Thy plenfous Fruits make Harveft gkd,
Thy Flow'rs adorn the Spring.
3 Seafons and Times, and Moons and Hours,
Heav'n, Earth and Air are thine j
When Clouds diftil in fruitful Show'rs,
The Author is divine.
4 Thore wand'ring Cifterns in the Sky,
Borne by the \Vinds around,
With wat'ry Treafures well fupply
The Furrows of the Ground.
5 The thirfty Ridg;«s driRk their Fill,
And Ranks of Corn appear ;
Thy Ways abound with Bleflings ftill,
Thy Goodneli crowns the Year.
PSALM 65. third Part. Common Metre.
77!^ Biijf/ings of the Springs or, GO D gives Rain.
A Pfalm for the Hufbandman.
X /^^ O OD is the Lord, the heav'nly King,
y^T Who makes the Earth his Care j
Vifits the Paftures ev'ry Spring,
And bids the Grafs appear.
2 The Clouds, like Rivers raised on high,
Pour out at thy Cdmmand
Their wat'ry Bleflings from the Sky,
To chear the thirfty Land.
3 The foften'd Ridges of the Field
Permit the Corn to fpiing :
The Valiies rich Provifion yield,
And the poor Lab'rers fing.
4 The little Hills on ev'ry Side
Rejoice at falling Show'rs:
The Meadows di efs'd in all their Pride
Perfume the Air with Flow'rs.
5 The barren Clods, refrefli'd with Rain,
Promife a joyful Crop;
The parching Ground looks green again.
And laife the Reaper's Hope.
6 The
PSALM LXVI. 1,5
4 The various Months thy Goodnefs crowns j
How bount'ous are thy Ways ?
The bleating Flocks fpread o'er the Downs,
And Shepherds fliout thy Praife.
PSALM 66. FirJI Part.
Governing Poiver and Goodnefs-^ or, Our Grace
tried by JffiiSiions,
1 ^ I N G, all ye Nations, to the Lord,
O Sing with a joyful Noife ;
With Melody of Sound record
His Honours and your Joys.
% Say to the Pow'r that (hakes the Sky,
*< How terrible art Thou !
*< Sinners before thy Prefence fly,
" Or at thy Feet they bow."
3 [Come, fee the Wonders of our GOD,
How glorious are his Ways ?
In Mofts^ Hand he puts his Rod,
And cleaves the frighted Seas.
4 He made the ebbing Channel dry.
While Ifr'el pafs'd the Flood ;
, There did the Church begin their Joy,
And triumph in their G O D.]
5 He rules by his refiftkfs Might :
Will Rebel Mortals dare
Provoke th' Eternal to the Fight,
And tempt that dreadful War ?
6 O blefs our GOD, and never ceafe 5
Ye Saints fulfil his Praife j
He keeps our Life, maintains our Peace,
And guides our doubtful Ways.
7 Lord, thou haft prov'd our fuff 'ring Souls,
To make our Graces ftiine ;
So Silver bears the burning Coals,
The Metal to refine.
8 Thro' wat'ry Deeps and fi'ry Ways
We march at thy Command,
Led to pofiefs the promis'd Place,
By thine unerring Hand.
F PSALM
1^6 F S A L M LXVII.
P S A L M 66. 0/. 13— »o. Second P^rU
Praife to GOD for hearing Prayer.
1 "VT O W fhall my folemn Vows be paid
JL^ To that Almighty PowY,
That heard the long Requefts I made
In my diftrefsful Hour.
2 My Lips and chearful Heart prepare
To make his Mercies known :
Come ye that fear my GOD, and hear
The Wonders he has done.
3 When on my Head huge Sorrows fell,
I fought his heav'nly Aid ;
He fav'd my finking Soul from Hell,
And Death's eternal Shade.
4 If Sin lay cover'd in my Heart,
While Pray'r employ'd my Tongue,
The Lord had (hewn me no Regard,
Nor I his Praifes fung.
5 But G O D (his Name be ever bleft)
Has fet my Spirit free ;
Nor turn'd from him my poor Requeft,
Nor turn'd his Heart from me.
PSALM 67.
The Nation's Profperityy and the Church's Increaje
1 QHINE, mighty GOD, on Britain, ihine
O With Beams of heav'nly Grace;
Reveal thy PowV through all our Coafts,
And (hew thy fmiling Face.
z [Amidft our Ille exalted high,
Do thou our Glory (land,
And like a Wall of Guardian Fire
Surround the FavVite Land.]
3 When fliall thy Name from Shoie to Shore
Sound all the Earth abroad,
And diltant Nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God ?
4 Sin
PSALM LXVIIL 117
|. Sing to the Lord, ye diftant Lands,
Sing loud with folemn Voice j
While Britijb Tongues exalt his Praife,
And Britijb Hearts rejoice.
5 He, the great Lord, the fov'reign Judge,
That fits enthron'd above.
Wifely commands the Worlds he mads
In Juftice and in Love.
6 Earth fliall obey her Maker's Will,
And yield a full Increafe :
Our GOD will crown his chofen Ifle
With Fruitfulnefs and Peace.
7 G O D the Redeemer, fcatters round
His choiceft Favours here,
While ihe Ci cation's utmaft Bound
Shall fee, adore, and fear^
PSALM 68. BirJiPart, i;.i"-6. 32— 35. ._
The Vengeance and Companion of GO D.
1 T E T G O D arife in all his Might,
.1 y And put the Troops of Hell to Flight;
As Smoak that fought to cloud the Skies
Before the rifing Terapeft flies.
1 [He comes array'd in burning Flames ;
Juftice and Vengeance are his Names 5
Behold his fainting Foes expire.
Like melting Wax before the Fire.]
3 He rides and thunders through the Sky 5
His Name Jehovah founds on high.
Sing to his Name, ye Sons of Grace j
Ye Saints, rejoice before his Face.
4 The Widow and the Fatherlefs
Fly to bis Aid in lliarp Diftrefs : $
In him the Poor and HeJplefs find
. A Judge that's juft, a Father kind.
.5 He breaks the Captive'^ heavy Chain,
And Pris'ners fee the Light again :
F a But
ii8 PSALM LXViri.
But Rebels that difpute his Will,
Shall dwell in Chains and Darknefs ftill.
PAUSE.
{ Kingdoms and Thrones to GOD belong;
Crown him, ye Nations, in your Song:
His wond'rous Names and Pow'rs rehearfe :
His Honours (hall enrich your Verfe.
7 He (hakes the Heav'ns with loud Alarms!
How terrible is G O D in Arms !
In Ifr^el are his Mercies known,
i/rV/ is his peculiar Throne.
8 Proclaim him King, pronounce him bleftj
He's your Defence, your Joy, your Reft j
When Terrors rife, and Nations faint,
G O D is the Strength of every Saint.
P S AL M 68. 'v. 17. 18. Second Part.
ChriftV Afcenfion, and the Gift of the Spirit,
1 T ORD, when thou didft afcend on high,
jLj Ten Thcufand Angels fill'd the Sky :
Thofe heavenly Guards around Thee wait,
Like Chariots that attend thy State.
:: Not Sinai's Mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there j
While he pronouncM his dreadful Law, '
And ftrwck the chofen Tribes with Awe,
3 How bright the Triumph none can tell.
When the rebeiiious Pow'rs of Hell,
That Thoufand Souls had captive made.
Were ail in Chains like Captives led.
4, Rais'd by his Father to the Throne,
He fent his promis'd Spirit down,
With Gifts and Grace for Rebel-Men,
That God might dwell on Earth again.
PSALM
PSALM LXIX. 119
PSALM 68. Third Part. <v. 19, 9, 20j 21, 22,
Praife for Temporal Blejfings ; or, Common and
fpeaal Mercies,
1 %jn E blefs the Lord, the Juft, the Good ;
VV WhofiUsour Hearts with Joy and Food ^
Who pours his BleHlngs from the Skies,
And loads our Days with rich SuppHes.
2 He fends the Sun his Circnit rojnd.
To chear the Fruits, to warm the Ground |
He bids the Clouds with plent'ous Rain
Refrefh the thirfty Earth again.
3 ■'Tis to his Care vi-e owe our Breath,
And aU our near Efcapesfrom Death 5
Safety and Health to G OD belong ;
He heals the Weak, and guards the Strongo
4. He makes the Saint and Sinner prove
The common Bleinngs ^f bis Love;
But the wide Difference that remains
Is endlefs Joy, or endlefs Pains.
5 The Lord that bruis'd the Serpent's Head,
On all the Serpent's Seed {haii'tread,
The ftubborn Sinner's Hope confound,
And fmite him with a lafting Wound.
6 But bis Right-Hand his Saints Ihdl raife
From the deep Earth, or deeper Seas,
And bring them to his Courts above j
There fliail cliey tafte his fpecial Love.
P S A L M 69, nj. 1-14. Firji Part. Com. Metre.
The Sufferings of Chrift for our Salvation.
X *' QAVE me, O GOD, the fwelling Floods
C3 " Break in upon my Sou] :
*' I fmk, and Sorrows o'er my Head
"Xike mighty Waters roil".
2 " I cry till all my Voice be gone,
*' In Tears I walte the Day ;
F I. ^ My
3iO ^ PSALM LXIX.
** My GOD, behold my longing Eyes,
'* And flaorten thy Delay.
3 ** They hate my Soul without a Caufe,
•' And ftill their Number grows
" More than the Hairs around my Head,
" And mighty are my Foes.
4 *' 'Twas then I paid that dreadful Debt
" That Men could nerer pay,
" And gave thole Honours to thy Law>
" Which Sinners took away."
5 Thus, in the great Mfjfiah'% Name
The Royal Prophet mourns j
Thus he awakes our Hearts to Grief,
And gives us Joy by Turns.
6 " Now Ihall the Saints rejoice, and find
** Salvation in my Name,
♦* For I have borne their heavy Load
*' Of Sorrow, Pain and Shame.
7 <* Grief like a Garment cloath d me round,
" And Sackcloth was my Drefs,
" While I procured for naked Souls
** A Robe of Righteoufnefs.
2 ** Amongft my Brethren, and the J^'u;/,
** I like a Stranger ilood,
'* And bore their vile Reproach to bring
" The G€7iUles near to GOD.
9 « I c^me in finful Mortals Stead
" To do my Father's Willj
«' Yet when I cle..ns\l my Father's Houfe,
" They fcandaliz'd my Zeal.
70 •* My Failing and m-; h ly Groans
*» Were made the Drunkard's Song ;
'« But GOD from his celeftial Throne
'< Heard mv complaining Tongue.
1 1 <* He fav'd me from the dreadful Deep,
<* Nor let my Sowl be diown'd ;
<* He rais'd and fix'd my finking Feet
" On well eftablifh'd Ground.
12 " 'Twa
PSALM LXIX. 13^
12 '* *Twa&in & moft accepted Hour
*' My Pray*r arofe on high,
« And for my Sake my G O D ihall hear
<« The dying Sinner's Cry."
PSALM 69. 1;. 14.-— 21, 26, 29, 32. Second?art\
The Parian and Exaltation of Chrift.
X IkT O W let our Lips with holy Fear
jL\ And mournful Pleasure iing
The Sufferings of our great High-Prieft,.
The Sorrows of our King,
a He fmks in Floods of deep Diftrefs j
How high the Waters rife J
While to his heav'nly Father's Ear
He fends perpetual Cries.
3 " Hear me, O Lord, and fave thy Son,
** Nor hide thy fhining Face;
" Why Ihould thy Fav'rite look like one
** Forfaken of thy Grace ?
4 </ With Rage they perfecute th« Man
*' That groans beneath thy Wound,
" While for a Sacrifice I pour
" My Life upon the Ground.
5 " They tread my Honour to the Du(t,
" And laugh when I complain j
" Their fharp infulting Slanders add
" Frelh Anguifli to my Pain.
li " All my Reproach is known to Thee,
" The Scandal and the Shame j
*' Reproach has broke my bleeding Heart,
*' And Lies defil'd my Name.
7 *» Ilcok'd for Pity, but in vain ;
** My Kindred are my Grief j
" I aflc my Friends for Comfort round,
" But meet with no Relief.
% " With Vinegar they mock my Thirft,
i* They give me Gall for Food,
F 4 ** AiviB
itts PSALM LXIX.
<* And fporting with my dying Groans,
*' They triumph in my Blood.
5 " Shine into my diflreffed Soul,-
** Let thy Compaffion fave;
" And though my Flefli fink down to Death,
** Redeem it from the Grave.
10 *' Ifliall arife to praife thy Name,
*' Shall reign in Worlds unknown,
" And thy Salvation, O my G OD,
*' Shall feat me on thy Throne."
PSALM 69. Third Part. Common Metre.
Chrifl'j Obedience and Death \ or, God glorified^
and Sinners fa<ved.
3 Y? A T H E R, £ flng thy wond'rous Grace,
X^ I blefs iny Saviour's Name j
He bought Salvation for the PooiV
And bore the Sinner's ShamTt.
% His deepDJftrefs has raised us high.
His Dut) and his Zeal
Fulfiird the Law which Moitals broke.
And finifhd all thy Will.
3 His dying Groans, his livr.g Songs
Shall better pleafe my G OD
Than Harp or Trumpet's folemn Sound,
Than Goats or Bullocks Blood.
4 This fhall his humble Followers fee,
And fet their Hearts at Reft j
They by his Death draw near to Thee,
And live for ever bleft.
5 Let Heav'n, and all that dwell on high,
To G O D their Voices raife.
While Lands and Seas aflift the Sky,
And join t' advance the Praife.
€ Sion is thine, Moft Holy GOD,
Thy Son (hall blefs her Gates ;
And Glory, purchas'd by his Blood,
For thy own ^r'W waits. PSALM
f S^-A L M LXiX, 2«^
PSALM 69. Firjf Part, Long Metre,
Chrid's Pajjionf and Sinners Salvstkn.
I T^ E E P in our Hearts ler u s record
JL/ The deeper Sorrows of our Lord 5
Beheld tlve fifing Rillows roH
To overwhelm his holy Soul,
a In loog Complaints he f|)en<is fei^ Breath,
While Hofts of HeH, and PowVs of Deati^
And all the Sons of Malice join
To execute their curft DeS^n,
3 Yet, gracious GOD, thy Pow^'r and Love
Has made the Curfe a Blefling prove j
Thofe dreadful Suff 'rings of thy San
Atton'dfor Sins which we had done,
4 The Pangs of our expiring Lord,
The Honours of thy l.^\v reft&r'd :
His Sorrows made thy Juftice knows*-
And paid for Follies not his own.
5 O for his S^^ our Guilt foi'give.
And let the mourning Sinner live !
The Lord will hear us in his Name,
Nor (hall our Hope be turned to Shame.
PSALM 69. T. 7, (^c. S^eoifd Part. Long Metre,
Chrift'V Sujfvrings and Zeah
1 '/-f^ W A S for my Sake, eternal GOD,
A Thy Son fuftain'd that heavy Load
Of bafe Reproach and fore Difgrace,
And Shame jdeftl'd hisfacred Face.
a Th^Jeivs, his Brethren and his Kin.,
Abus'd the Man that check'd their Sin ;
While he fulfill'd thy koly Laws,
They hate hinr, but without a Caufe,
^ [My Faiher'^s Houfe, faid he, ivas made,
A Place for Worjhipy not for Trade :
Then fcatt'ring all their Gold and Brafs,
Hs fcourg'd the Merchants from the Place.]
F 5 4 [Zesi
iH P S A L M L]
4. [Zeal for the Temple of his GOD,
Confum'd his Life, exposed his Blood :
Reproaches at thy Glory thrown
He felt, and mourn'd 'em as his own.]
5 [His Friends fcrfook, his Followers fled.
While Foes and Arms furround his Head j
They curfe him with a fland'rous Tongue,
And the falfe Judge maintains the Wrong.]
€ His Life they load with hateful Lies,
And charge his Lips with Blafphemies;
They nail him to the Ihamef ul Tree ;
There hung the Man that dy'd for me.
7 [Wretches, with Hearts as hard as Stones,
Infult his Piety and Groans ;
Gall was. the Food they gave him there,
And mock'd his Thirft with Vinegar.]
8 But GOD beheld ; and from his Throne
Marks cut the Men that hate his Son ;
The Hand that rais'd him from the Dead,
Shall pcur the Vengeance on their Head.
P S x^ L M 71. 'v. 5—9. Fir/} Part.
The a^ed Saiufs RffleSiton and Hope.
\ TV yr Y G O D, my everlafting Hope,
iVA I live upon 'thy Truth ;
Thine Hands have held my Childhood up,
And ftrengthen'd all my Youth.
z My Flefh was faOiion'd by thy PowV,
With all thefe Limbs of mine 5
And from my Mother's p.iinful Hour
I've been intircly thine.
; Still has my Life new Wonders feen
Repeated ev'ry Year ;
Behold my Days that yet remain,
I truft then) to thy Care.
4 Caft me not off when Strength declines,
When hoary Hairs arife j
And-
PSALM LXXI. fi5
Ai\d round me let thy Glory fhine.
Whene'er thy Servant dies.
5; Then in the Hiftory of my Age,
When Men review my Days,
They'll read thy Love in ev'ry Page,
In ev'ry Line thy Praife.
PSALM 71. V. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 14.. ^dPart^
Chrift our Strength and Righteoujhefs,
[- Ti yT Y Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
IVl When I begin thy Praife,
Where will the growing Numbers end,
The Numbers of thy Grace ?
i Thou art ray everlafting Truft,
Thy Goodnefs I adore f
Apd fince I knev^ thy Graces firft
I fpeak thy Glories more.
3 My Feet (hall travel all the Length
Of the celeftial Road,
And march with Courage in thy Strength^
To fee my Father GOD.
}. When I am fill'd with fore Diftrefs
For fonie furprifing Sin,
ril plead thy perfeft Righteoufnefs,
And mention none but Thine.
5 How will my Lips rejoice to tell
The Via'ries of my King 1
My Soul, redeera'd from Sin and HelV
Shall thy Salvation fing.
6 [My Tongue'fhall all the Day proclaim
My Saviour and my G O D j
His Death has brought my Foes to Shame^
And drowned 'eii^ in his Blood.
7 Awake, awake, my tuneful PoWrs f
With this deliglltful Song
ril entcftain the darkeft HourSj:
Nor- think the Seafon long.]
F € f SALM-
1^6 PSALM IXXl.
PSALM 71. «t/. 17— 21. Third Part,
The aged Chrijian's Prayer and Song j or, Old Jge^
Death, and the RefurreBion.
1 r^ OD of my Childhood, and my Youths
VJT The Guide of aJl my Ty^y^^
I have declar'd thy heav'nly Truth,
And told thy wond'rous Ways^
2 Wilt thou forfake my hoary Hairs,
And leave my fainting Heart ?
Who fhall fuftain my finking Years,
If G O D ray Strength depart ?
3 Let me thy Pow'r and Truth proclaim
To the fui viving Age,
And leave a Savour of thy Name,
When I Ihall quit the Stage.
4 The Lands of Silence, and of Death
Attends my next Remove ;
O may thefe poor Remains of Breath
Teach the wide World thy Love 1
PAUSE.
5 Thy Righteoufnefs is deep and high,
Unfearchable thy Deeds ;
Thy Glory fpreads beyond the Sky,
And all my Praife exceeds.
5 Oft have I heard thy Threat'nings roar.
And oft endur'd the Grief:
But when thy Hand has prelt me fore.
Thy Grace was my Relief.
7 By long Experience have I known
Thy fovTeign Pow'r to fave j
At thy Command I venture down
Securely to the Grave.
? When I lie bury'd deep in Duft,
My Flefh rtiall be thy Care;
Thefe withering Limbs with Thee I truH:
To raife 'em itrong and fair.
PSALM
PSALM LXXII, 127
P S A L M 72. Fir/ Part.
The Kingdom of Chrift.
*% f^ RE AT GOD, whofe univerfal Sway
Vjr The IcROwn and unknown Worlds obey,
Now give the Kingdom to thy Son,
Extend his Pow'r, ejsak his Throne.
a Thy Sceptre well becomes his Hands,
All Heav'n Aibmits to his Commands j
His Juftice ftiall avenge the Poor,
And Pride and Rage prevail no more.
^ With PowV he vindicates the Juft,
And treads th' Oppreffor in the JXift ;
His Wonlhip and his Fear (kail laft
Till Hours, and Years, and Time be paft.
4 As Rain on Meadows newly mown.
So (hall he fend his InAucnce down .•
His (Jrace on faintifig Souls diftils.
Like heav'nly Pew on thirfty Hills.
5 The Heathen Lands that lie beneath
The Shades of overfpreadin^ Death,
Revive at his firft dawning Light,
And De farts blofibm at the Sight.
6 The Saints fliall:£ouri0i in his Days,
Dreft in the Robes of Joy and Praife ;
Peace, lites a River, from his Throne
Shall flow to Nations yet unknown.
PSALM 7a, Second fart,
ChriflV Kingdom among /i&^ Gentiles.
3 "TESUS fhall reign where-e'er the Snn
3 Does his fuccefiive Journies run ;
His Kingdom ftretch from Shore to Shore,
Till Moons fhall wax and wane no more.
3 [Behold the Iflands with their Kings,
And Europe her heft Tribute brings ;
From North to South the Princes meet
T« pay their Homage at his Feet,
3 There
«8 PSALM Lxxirr.
3 There Ff.r/iai glorious to behold,
There India (hines in Eaftern Gold j
And barb'rous Nations at his Word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.}
4. For him fhall endlefs Pray'r be made.
And Praifes throng to crown his Head j
His Name like fweet Perfume (hall rife
With ev'ry Morning Sacrifice.
5 People and Realms of ev'ry Tongue
Dwell on his Love with fweeteft Song ^
And Infaiit-Voices (hail proclaim
Their early BlefTings on his Name,
6 Bleflings abound where'er he reigns.
The Prisoner leaps to lofe his Chains f
The weary find eternal Relt,
And all the Sons of Want are ble(t,
7 [Where he difplays his healing Pow'r,
Death and the Curfe are known no more 5.
In him the Tribes of Adam boafl:
More Ble(rings than their Father loft.
8 Let evVy Creature rife and bring
Peculiar Honours to our King :
Angels defcend with Songs again.
And Earth repeat his loud Amen.']
PSALM 73. Firji Pari. Common Metre.
Affii^ed SaintSj happy and profperous Sinners curfed,
I "VT O W I'm convinced the Lord is kind
lAl To Men of Heart fincere,
Yet once my fooli(h Thoughts repin'd.
And border'd on Defpair.
1 I grievM to fee the Wicked thrive.
And fpoke with angry Breath,
*' How pleafant and profane they live ?
" How peaceful is their Death !
" With well-fed Fle(h and haughty Eyes
*' They lay their Fears to deep j
*^ Againifc
FS AL M LXXIII.
" Againft the Heav-ns their Slanders rife,
" While Saints jn Silenee weep.
4 " In vain I lift my Hands to pray,
«< And cleanfe my Heart in vain,
" For I am chaften'd all the Day,
" The Night renews my Pain."
5 Yet while ray Tongue indulg'd Complaints,.
I felt my Heart reprove j
« Sure I (hall thus offend thy Saints,
** And grieve the Men I love^
1$ But ftill I found my Doubts too hard, '
The Conflict too fevere.
Till I retir'd. to fearch thy Word,
And learn thy Secrets there.
7 There, as in fome prophetic Glafsj,
I faw the Sinner's Feet
High mounted on a flipp'ry Place
Befide a fi'ry Pit.
8 I heard the Wretch profanely boaft,
'Till at thy Frown he fell ,•
His Honours in a Dream were loft.
And he awakes in Hell.
9 Lord, what an envious Fool I was I
How like a thoughtlefs Beaft !
Tkus tofufpedl thy promis'd Graqe,
And, think the Wicked bleft.
10 Jfet I was kept from full Defpair,
Upheld by Pow'r unknown :
That bleffed Hand that broke the Snare^
Shall guide me to thy Throne.
P S AL M 7 J. 'z/. 23—28. zdPart. Com. Metre,
GOD our Fort ion here and hereafter,
s f^^ OD, my Supporter and my Hope,
V_y My Help for ever near,
Thine Arm of Mercy held rae up
When fmking inDeipair.
* Thy
trjo HS i^L M LXXIir.
a Thy Counfels, Lord, (haH gmdc my Feet
Through this dark Wildernefs ;
Thine Hami condii6l me near thy Seaf,
To dwell before thy Face.
3 Were I in Heav'n without my GOD,
'T would be no Joy to me j
And whilft this Earth is my Abode,
I long for none but Thee.
4 What if the Springs of Life were brok«,
And Fleih and Heart ftiould faint>
G O D is my Soul's eteraal Rock,
The Strength of evYy Saint.
5 Behold, the Sinners that remove
Far from thy Prefence die j
Not all the Idol Gods they love.
Can fave 'em when they cry.
6 But to draw near to Thee, my GOD,
Shall be my fweet Employ j
My Tongue ftiall found thy Woi^cs abroad,
And tell the World my Joy.
PSALM 73. 1/. 12, 3, $y jj — to. LongMetre.
The Pr^fptrity of Sinnfn curfed.
1 T ORD, what a thowghtlefs Wretch was I,
I J To mourn and murmur, and repine
To fee the Wicked plac'd on high, *■
In Pride and Robes of Honour fiiine !
2 But, O their End, their dreadful End !
Thy Sanftuary taught me fo;
On flipp'ry Rocks I fee them Hand,
And A'ry Billows roll below.
3 Now let 'em boaft how tall they rife, /
I'll never <nvy them again ;
There they may ftand with haughty Eyes,
Till they plunge deep in endlefs Pain,
4. Their fancy'd Joys, howfaft they flee!
Juft like ft Dream when Man aw.'ikes ;
Th^ir
PSALM LXXIII. 135
Their Songs of fofttH Harmony-
Are but a Preface to their Plagues.
5 Now I eileem their Mirth and Wine
Too dear to purchafe with nr/ Blood 5
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art m'^*^.
My Life, my Portion, and my v-;}T>.
PSALM 73. Shoft Metre.
Tie My fiery of Provvhyice unfolded^
s QURE there is arighfrous GOD,
3 Nor is Religion vnin ;
Though Men of Vice nay boafl aloud,
And Men of Grace complain,
a- I faw the Wicked rife,
And felt my Heart repine.
While haughty Fools, with fcornful Eycs,
In Robes of Honour fhine.
3 [Pamperd with wanton Eafe,
1 heir Flefh looks full and fair 5
^ Their Wealth re lis in like flowing Seas^
And grows without their Care.
4 Free from the Plagues and Pains
That pious Souls endure,
Through all their Life OpprelTlon reignsj
And'racks the humble Poor.
5 Their impious Tongues blafpheme
TheeverlaftingGOD}
Their Malice blafts the good Man's Name,
And fpreads their Lies abroad.
6 But I with flowing Tears,
Indulged my Doubts to rife 5
" Is there a G OD that fees or hears
" The Things below the Skies !"]
7 The Tumults of my Thought
Held me in hard Sufpenfe,
Till to thy Houfe my Feet were brought.
To learn thy Juftice therwe.
S Thy
ija PSALM LXXIV. i
8 Thy Word with Light and Pow'r
Did my Miftakes amend ;
I viewed the Sinner's Life before.
But here I learnt their End.
9 On what a flipp'ry Steep
The thoughtlefs Wretches go ?
And O that dreadful fiYy Deep
That waits their Fall below !
10 Lord, at thy Feet I bow,
My Thoughts no more repine :
I csll my G O D my Portion now.
And all my Pow'rs are thine.
PSALM 74.
Ihi Church pleading ivith GOD under fort ?er^
fecutions,
X ¥J|7ILL GODfor ever caftusoff?
W His Wrath for ever fmoak
Againft the People of his Love,
His little chofen Flock?
a Think of the Tribes fo dearly bought
With their Redeemer's Blood j
Nor let thy Sicn be forgot.
Where once thy Glory flood.
3 Lift up thy Feet, and march in Hafte,
Aiaud our Ruin calls ;,
See what a wide and fearful Wafte
Is made within thy Walls.
4 Where once thy Churches pray'd and fang.
Thy Foes profanely ronr;
Over thy Gates their E: fignshang,
Sad Tokens of their PowV,
5 How are the Seats of Worfhip broke ?
They teai- the Buildings down,
And he that deals the heavieft Stroke,
Procures the chief Renown.
6 With Flames they threaten to deftroy
Thy Children in their Neft j
Come
PSALM LXXIV, 133
Come lei us burn at once^ they cry.
The Temple and ike Priefi.
7 And ftillto heighten ourDiftrefs,
Thy Prefence is withdrawn j
Thy wonted Signs of Pow'r and Graces
Thy Pow'r and Grace are gone.
S No Prophet fpeaks to calm our Woes,
But all the Seers mourn ;
There's not a Soul amongft us knows
The Time of thy Return,
PAUSE,
f How long, eternal GOD, how long.
Shall Men of Pride blafpheme ?
Shall Saints be made their endlefs Song,
And bearimmortal Shame ?
10 Canft thou for ever fit and hear
Thine holy Name profan'd?
And ftill thy Jealoufy forbear.
And ftill withold thine Hand ?
11 What ftrange Deiiv'rance haft thou (hown
In Ages long before ?
And now no other GOD we own,
No other GOD adore.
12 Thou didlt<iivid£ the raging Sea,
By thy refiitiefs Might,
To make thy Tribes a wond'rous Way,
And then fecure their Flight.
33 Is not the World of Nature thine.
The Darknefs and the Day ?
Didft not ^:hou bid the Mo, ning Aine,
And mark the Sun his Way ?
14 Hath not thy Pow'r form'd ev'ry Coaft,
And fet the Earth its Bounds?
With Summer's Heat, and Winter's Froft,
In their perpetual Rounds ?
15 And (hall the Sons of Earth and Duft
That facred Pow'r blafpheme^?
Will
334 PSALM LXXV.
Will not thy Hand that formM 'em firft.
Avenge thine injur'd Name ?
i6 Think on the Covenant thou haft made.
And all thy Words of Love j
Nor let the Birds of Prey invade.
And vex thy mourning Dove.
17 Our Foes would triumph in our Blood,
And make our Hope their Jeft ;
Plead thine own Caufe, Almighty GOI>,
^nd give thy Children Reft.
PSALM 75.
Tonverand Go-uemment from GOD alone.
Applied to the glorious Revolutic n by King
VViLLiAM, or the happy Acceffion of King
George to the Throne.
' ' I ' SL'^^^^' "^^ft Holy, and moil High,
^J To Thee, we bring our thankful Praife :
J ny Works declare thy Name is nigh.
Thy Works of Wonder and of Grace.
2 B tsain was doomed to be a Slave,
Her Frame difTolv'd ; her Fears were great 5
When GOD a new Supporter gave,
To bear the Pillars of the State.
3 He from thy Hand r^ceiVd his Crown,
And fwore t© rule by wholefome Laws ?
His Foot finll tread th' OpprefTor down,
His Arm defend the righteous Caufe.
4 Let haughtv Siiiners fink their Pride,
Nor lift fo high their fcornfnl Head ^
But lay tfc-ir fooliQi Thoughts slide,
And own the King that GOD hath made.
5 Such" Honours never come by Chance,
Nor do the Winds Promotion blow ;
'Tis G OD the Judge doth one advance,
'Tis GOD that lays another low.
6 No vain Pretence to Royal Birth,
Shall fix a Tyrant on the Throne j
GOD,
P S AI. M LXXVI. 335^
GOD, the great Sovereign of the Earth,
Will rife, and make his Juftice known.
7 [His Hand holds out the dreadful Cup
Of Vengeance, mix'd with various Plagues,
To make the Wicked drink 'em up.
Wring out, and tafte the bitter Dregs.
8 Now (hall the Lord exalt the Juft,
And while he tramples on the Proud,
And lays their Glory in the Duft,
My Lips fliall fisg his Praife aloud.]
PSALM 76.
Ifrael fa=ved, and the Aflyrians defiroyed', or,
' G O Vs Vengeance again]} his Enemies proceeds
from his Church.
1 y N Judah, G O D of old was known ;
4 His Name in Ifr'el great 5
In Salem ftood his holy Throne,
And Sion was his Seat.
2 Among the Praifes of his Saints,
His Dwelling there he chofe ;
There he receiv'd their juft Complaints,
Againft their haughty Foes.
3 From Sion went his dreadful Word,
And broke the threatening Spear,
The Bow, the Arrow, and the Sword,
And crulh'd th' Jljyrian War.
4 What are the Earth's wide Kingdoms elfe
But mighty Hills of Prey j
The Hill on which Jeho-vah dwells.
Is glorious more than they.
5 'Twas Sion'% King that ftopp'd the Breath
Of Captains and their Bands ;
The Men of Might flept faft in Death,
And never found their Hands.
6 At thy Rebuke, O JacoV^ GOD,
Both Horfe and Chariot fell 5
Who
156 PSALM LXXVII. ^
Who knows the Terrors of thy Rod ?
Thy Vengeance who can tell ?
7 What Pow'r can ftand before thy Sight
When once thy Wrath appears ?
When Heav'n ihines round with dreadful Light,
The Earth lies ftiil and fears.
8 When G O D in his own fov'reign Ways
Comes down to fave th' Oppreft,
The Wrath of Man fhall work his Praife,
And he'll reftrain the reft.
9 [Vow to the Lord, and Tribute bring,
Ye Princes, fear his Frown :
His Terror (hakes the proudeft King,
And cuts an Army down.
10 The Thunder of his (harp Rebuke
Our haughty Foes (hall feel 5
For Jacob's GOD hath not forfook.
But dwells in Sion ftill.]
PSALM 77. Fir/ Part,
Melancholy afaulthg, an3 Hope pn'vailing,
1 n|^ O G O D I cry'd with mournful Voice,
Jl I fought his gracious Ear,
In the fad JDay, when Troubles rofe,
And fili'd the Night with Fear.
a Sad were my Days, and dark my Nights,
My Soul refused Relief ;
I thought on GOD, the Juft and Wife,
But Thoughts increased my Grief.
3 Still I complain'd, and ftill oppreft.
My Heart began to break;
My GOD, thy Wrath forbid my Reft,
And kept my E>es awake.
4. My overwhelming Sorrows grew,
'Till I could fpeak no more ;
Then I within myfelf withdrew,
And caird thy Judgments o'er.
PSALM LXXVIL 137
5 I caird back Years and ancient Times,
When I beheld thy Face 1
My Spirit fearch'd for fecret Crimes
That might with -hold thy Grace.
^ I caird thy Mercies to my Mind,
Which I enjoy'd before j
And will the Lord no more be kind ?
His Face appear no more ?
7 Will he forever caft me off?'
His Promife ever fail ?
Has he forgot his tender Love ?
Shall Anger ftiil prevail ?
S But I forbid this hopelefs Thought,
This dark defpairing Frame,
Remembering what thy Hand hath wrought;
Thy Hand isftill the fame.
9 I'll think again of all thy Ways,
And talk thy Wonders o'er j
Thy Wonders of recov'ring Grace,
When Flefh could help no more,
so Grace dwells with Juftice on the Throne |
And Men that love thy Word,
Have in thy Sanduary known
The Counfels of the Lord.
PSALM 77. S£co»d Part,
Comfort derived from antient Pro'vidence 5 or,
lirael deli'vered from Egypt, and brought to
Canaan.
s " YT O W awful is thy chaft'ning Rod ?
Xa " (May thy own Children fay)
" The Great, the Wife, the dreadful GO D !
** How holy is his Way !"
a rii meditate his Works of old ;
The King that reigns above,
ril hear his antient Wonders told.
And learn to truft his Love.
3 Long did the Houfe of Jofeph lie
With Egypfs Yoke oppreft j
3 38 PSALM LXXVIir.
Long he delayed to hear their Cry,
Nor gave his People Reft.
4 The Sons of good old Jacob feem'd
AbandonM to their Foes j
But his Almighty Arm redeemed ^
The Nation that he chofe.
5 //rV/, his People, and his Sheep,
Muft follow where he calls ;
He bid them venture through the Deep,
And made the Waves their Walls.
6 The Waters faw Thee, mighty GOD,
The Waters fav;^ Thee come j
Backward they fled, and frighted ftood.
To make thine Armies Room,
7 Strange was thy Journey through the Sea,
Thy Footfteps, Lord, unknown :
Terrors attend the wond'rous Way
That brings thy Mercies down.
8 [Thy Voice with Terror in the Sound
Through Clouds and Darknefs broke ;
All Heav'n in Lightning (hone around,
And Earth with Thunder fhook,
9 Thine Arrows through the Skies were hurl'd ;
How glorious is the Lord !
Surprize and Trembling feiz'd the World,
And his own Saints ador'd.
10 He gave them Water from the Rock ;
And fafe by Mofes" Hand,
Through a dry Defart led his Flock
Home to the promis'd Land.]
PSALM 78, Tirfi Fart.
Providences of God recorded ; or, pious Educati&n
and InftruSiion cf Children.
1 T E T Children hear the mighty Deeds
l-J VVhich GOD performed of old j
Which in our younger Years we faw.
And which our Fathers told.
a He
PS AX M LXXVm. t35
I He bids «s makeFis Glories known ;
His Works of Pow'r and Grace;
And we'll convey his Wonders down
Through ev'ry rifing Race.
3 Our Lips (hall tell them to our Sons,
And they again to theirs,
That Generations yet unborn
May teach th^m to their Heirs.
^ Thus they (hall learn, in G OD alorre
Their Hope fecurely ftands.
That they may ne'er forget his Works,
But praftife his Commands.
PSALM 7S. Second Part.
[fraelV Rebellion and Puni/hmenf ; or, The Sinrand
Cbajiifemenu of GO D's People,
I r\ WHAT a ttlff rebellious Houfe
^^ Was Jacob's ancient Race!
Falfe to their own moft folemn Vows,
And to their Maker's Grace.
a They broke the Cov'nant of his Love,
And did his Laws defpife.
Forgot the Works he wrought, to prove
His Pow'r, before their Eyes.
3 They faw the Plagues on Egypt light
From his revenging Hand ;
What dreadful Tokens of his Might
Spread o'er the ftubborn Land.
\. They faw him cleave the mighty Sea,
And march'd in Safety through,
With watry Walls to guard thei'r Way,
'Till they had 'fcap'd the Foe.
5 A wond'rous Pillar mark d the Road,
Compos'd of Shade and Light ;
By Day it prov'd a fhelt'ring Cloud,
A leading Fire by Night,
G 6 He
I40 r S A L M LXXViri.
6 He from the Rock their Thirft fupply*d.
The gufhing Waters fell.
And ran in Rivers by their Side,
A conftant Miracle.
7 Yet they provok'd the Lord nioft High,
And dar'd diftruft his Hand :
•* Can hi nvitb Bread our Hofl fupply
** Amidft this defart Landt'
8 The Lord with Indignation heard,
And caus'd his Wrath to flame j
Kis Terrors ever ftand prepared
To vindicate his Name.
P S A L M 78. Third. Part,
TTje Tunijbment of Luxury and Intemperance j <
Chaftfement and Salnjation,
1 XX7HEN IJr^el fins, the Lord reproves,
' And fin? their Hearts with Dread j
Yet he forgives the Men he loves.
And fends them heav'niy Bread.
X He fed them with a lib'ral Hand,
And made his Treafures known ;
He gave the Midnight Clouds Command
To pour Provifion down.
3 The Mannot like a Morning ShowV,
Lay thick around their Feet ; "
The Coin of Heav'n, fo light, fo pure,
As though 'twere Angels Meat.
4 But th€y in murmVing Language faid,
** Manna is all our teaft ;
** We loath this light, this airy Bread 5
«' We muft have Flelh to tafte.''
5 Ye /ball ban/e Flejb to plea/e your Luji,
The Lord in Wrath reply'd,
And fent 'cm Quails, like Sand or Duft,
Heap'd up from Side to Side,
6 He gave Vm all their own De/ire j
And greedy as they fed.
,ax-
P S A L M LXXVin.
Hi« Vengeance, burnt with fecret Fircj
And imoie the Rebels dead.
7 Whenfome were flain, the reft retnrn'd,
And fought the Lord with Tears j
Under the Rod they fear'd and mourn'd.
But foon forgot their Fears.
8 Ott he chaftis'd, and ftill forgave,
'Till by his gracious Hand,
The Nation he refolv'd to fave
Poffefs'd the promised Land.
PSALM ^l. v. 3z. &c. Fourth ParU
Badjlidin^ and Forgiroenefs\ or, Sinpunijhed, and
Sainti fa'ved.
J /^REAT GOD, how oft did Ifr'el prove
^ By Turns thine Anger and thy Lore ?
There in a Glafsour Hearts may lee
How fickle and how falfe they be.
3 How foon the faithhfs Jeivs forgot
The dreadful Wonders GOD had wrought 1
Then they provoke him to his Face,
Nor fear his PowV, nor truft his Grace.
I The Lord confum'd their Years in Pain,
And made their Travels long and vain j
A tedious March through unknown Ways,
Wore out their Strength, and fpent their Days,
4 Oft when they faw their Brethren flain,
They mourn'd, and fought the Lord again •,
Call'd him the Rock of their Abode,
Their high Redeemer^ and their GOD.
5 Their Pray'rs and Vows before hiin rife.
As flatt'ring Words, or folemn Lyas,
"While their rebellious Tempers prove
Falfe to his Covenant and his Love.
6 Yet did his fov'reign Grace forgive
The Men wbo not defcrv'd to live j
G A His
U* PSALM 'LXXK. "•■
His Anger bffawky fte tiirn'd,
Or elfe with gentle Flame it buFn'd,
7 He faw their Fiefli was weak and frail,
He faw Temptations ftill prevail :
1 he G O D of Abra'tH iov d them ftill,
And led them to his holy Hill.
PSALM «o.
*rhe Churches Prayer under Ajflt^ion I or, TkeTtni'
yarli of GOD ivajled.
1 r> R E A T Shepherd of thine Ifrael,
^^ Who didft between the Cherubs dwell.
And lead the Tribes, thy chofen Sheep,
Safe through the Pef:irt and the Deep.
a Thy Church is in the Defart now,
Shine from im high, and guide us thrbiigh j
Turn us to Thee, thy Love reftore.
We fhafl be fav'd, and figh no more.
3 Great GOD, whom heav'nly Hofts obey.
How long fliall we lament and pray ?
And wait in vain thv kind Return?
How long fhall thy fierce Anger burn ?
4 Tnftead of Wine and chearful Bread,
Thy Saints with their own Tears are {^6. %
Turn us to Thee, thy Love reftore.
We ftiall be fav'd, and figh no more,
PAUSE L
5 Haft thou not planted with thy Hands
A lovely Vine in Heathen Lands ?
Did not thy Power defend it round,
And heav'nly De'ws enrich the Ground ?
6 How did the fpreading Branches fhoot,
And blefs the Nations with their Fruit ?
But now dear Lord, look down and fee
Thy mourning Vine, that lovely Tree.
7 Why is its Beauty thus defac'd ?
Why haft thou laid her Fences waftc ?
Stranger*
jrS A'X M. LlCXXIr U2
Stranger^ ^ni Soes a^ainft l^rjom.
And ev'ry Beaft devpurs the Vine.
3 Return, Almighty G O 0, return j
Nor let thy bleeding Vineyard mourn :
Tutn us to Thee, thy Love reftore.
We fliall befav'd, and figh no more.
P A U S E II.
9 Lord, when this Vine in Canaan grew,
T|iOH watt its Strength and: Glery too !
Attack. 'd in vain by all its Foes,
'Till the fair Branch of Pramife rofe. '
10 Fair Branch, . ordain'd of old to (hoot
Fifom Darvid'i Stock, from Jacob-s Root 5
Himfeif a noble Vine, and we
The lefler Branches of the Tree.
11 'Tis thy own Son J asiii -he ihall ftand
■ Girt with thy Strength at thy Right-Kand|
A^Svy %ft--bprji Son, adorn'd and blet
With Pow'r and Girace above the reft.
12 01 for his Sake, attend our Cry,
Shipe oh thy Churches, left they die ^
Turn us to Thee, thy Love reftore.
We fliali be fav'ii, and figh no more.
PSALM ti. nj. I. Z-'i6.
The Warnings fif COD to his People \ or, SpirituJ
., plej/jngs ^nd Pu»t/kmsn1s^
I qlNG to the Lord aloud,
^ And make a joyful Noife;
G O D is Qur Strength, our Saviour G O D 3
Let 7/rW hear his Voice,
fi *' From vile Idolatry
" Preferve my Worfhipclean %
" I am fl«>Jiord» who fet thee free
*' Froinllaise^y and Sin.
I '^ Stretch thy Delires abroad,
" Aad I'll fiipply them well ?
" . t G 3 '' Bufe
14* PSALM XXXXIR ^
" But if ye will rtfufe your G OD,
*' IF T/rV will rebel ;
4 *' 111 leave them, faith th« Lor<J>
" To their own Lufts a Prey,
" And let them run the dang'roui Roa«l^ %
** *Tb their own chofen Way, - • r^
5 " Yet, O! that all my Saints- • ^ <T
** Would haiken to myVwce f ' ' / '"•'
" Soon I would eafe their ^re CbniplaitttJy
" And bid their Heart* rejoice; '' '
6 <* While I deftroy their Foes, ' ■' ■- -.1 silX
" I'd richly feed -my Flock j ■■''■' n tif 1
" And they (hall taftethe Stream that- #^#
" From their eternal Rock." ^^ ' '
PSA L M »iV
G 0 Z) the Suprtme Go'vtrnor y or> MagiftfaUt
1 A M O N G th* Aflemblies of \ht Grt*t, '
"'^ A greater Rultr takes HisSeat | '
The G O D of Heav'n as Jud*e fufVfcys' '
Thofe Gods <Jn Earth, and a/I'th^ir Ways.
s Why will ye then frara€ viickedlaW^'
Of why fupport th' iinrighteous C'aufe?
When will ye once defend the Poor, '
That Sinners vex the Sairtts noTnVwre ?
3 They know not, Lord, dor will they kn<wr| ^
Dark are the Way>'Jii(ivhic^'thc/gOi' '■
Thtir Name of eai^tKly GodVii vani, ' '
For they ftiall fall anadtelikr Men. ^
4 Ajife, O Lord, antfletthy Son
Poffefs his univeifei^ Throne, -
And rule the Nations with hit Rod ;
He is our Judge, an<i fct our O e Di ' ' '
PSALM
P S AL M LXXXIII. 141
(lPSALM«3,
ACmplaint againji Perfecutort,
I A NJ3 will the GOD of Grace
**■ Perpetual Silence keep 5
The G 0 D of Juftice hold his Peace,
And kt his Vengeance deep ?
% Behold, what curied Snares
The Men of Mifchief fpread i
The Men that hate thy Saints and Th«e,
Lift up their threat ning Head^
3 Againft,thyjiidden Ones
Their Counfels they employ, .
And Malice with her watchful Eye
Purfues them -to deftrpy,
4 The Noble and the Safe
, .'. Jnta. thy Faftures leap j ,
The L'ion and the ftupid Afs
Confpire to vex thy Sheep.
5 " Cqme le^us join, tljiey cry,
*• To root them fr o m th e Ground,
*• Till not the Name of Saints remain,
*\ Nor Memlry ihali be found."
« Awake, Almighty GOD^
And call thy Wrath tp Mind J
Give them UkeForefts to the Fire,
Or §tv^ble to the Wind.
7 Convince their Madnefs, Lord,
And make them feek thy Name ;
Or clfe their ftubborn Rage confound,
That they may die in Sh^ame.
8 Then (hall t^e Nations know '
That glorious dreadful Word,
JEHOKAH^S^ % Nam.e aione, ^ ?' ?
U,l^^^ G4 PSALM
3146 PSALM LXXXIV^ :
PSALM Z^. FirfiFa^t. Long Metre.
The Fleafure of Public Worjhip.
1 tJOW pleafant, how divinely fair,
•■' -^ O Lord of Hofts, thy Dwellings are L
With longDefire my Spirit faints,
To meet th' AiTemblies of thy Saints.
a My Flefh would reft in thine Abode,
My panting Heai t cries ouC for G G D' ;
My G O D ! my King ! why fliould I be
So far from all my Joys and Thee ?
3 The Sparrow chufes where to reft,
And for her Young provides her Nell >
But will my G O D to Sparrows grant
That Pleafure which his Children want ?
4 Bleft are the Snints who fit on high,
Around thy Throne of Majefly j
The brightefl Glories fhine above.
And all their VVoik is Praife and Love:
5 Bicft are the Souls that find a Place
Within the Temple of thy Graces
There they behold thy gefttler Rays,
And feek thy Face^ and learn thy Praife.
6 Klefl are the Men whofe Hearts are fet
To find the Way to Siotiz Gate j . . .
G O D is their -Strength ; and thro' the Jio^'d
They lean upon their Helper, GOD.
y Chearful they walk with growing Strength,
'Till rtll fliall meet in Heav'n at length,
'Till all before thy Face appear.
And join in nobler Worfhip there.
PSALM 8^. Second Part. Long Metre.
GOD and his Church j or, Grace and Glory,
z p R E A T G O D, attend while Stan fings
^^ The Joy that from thy Prefence fprings ,
To fpend one Day with Thee on Earth
Exceeds a thoufand Days of Mirth. " *
^ /'. . z Might
P S A H M tXXXlt. 147
a Might I enjoy the meaneft Place
Within thy'Houfe, O GOD of (5^race,
Not Tents of Eafe, nor Thrones of Pow'r,
Slioukt tempt my Feet to leave thy Door,
3 O O D is our Sun, he makes our Day ;
GOD is our Shield, he guards our Way
From all th' Affaults of Hell and Sin,
From Foes without, and Foes within.
4 All needful Grace will GOD beftow.
And crown that Grace with Glory too 5
He gives us all Things, and vvith-hoids
No real Good from upright Souls.
5 O G O D, our King, vi hofe fov'reign SWay
The glorious Ho-fts of Heaven obey,
And Devils at thy Prefenceflee j
Bleftis the Man that trufts in 1 hce,
PSALM 64. ^v. I, 4, 1, 3, 10, Paraphrafed
in Commoii Metre.
Delight in Ordinances efWorJbip ; or, GOD pfji/sni
in hij Churches.
I A^V ^ouT, h-ew lovely is the Place
^^^ To vi'hich thy GOD reforts >
'Tis Heaven to fee jhis fmiJing Face,
Though in his earthly Courts
a There the great Monarch of ih& Skifif
His laving PowV -difplay«.
And Light breaks in upon our Eye?,
With kind and-qukk'jning Rays.
3 With hi€ rich Gifts the=heay'nly Doi^f
Defceijds, ^iid fills tiie Place,
Whik Cbr0 r.ev;eals hie wdndYcais L^y^e,
And &ed s abroad hi$ 43ra«c5 .
4 There, raighty GOD, t>.y VY.orJiB Jed^;^
The Secrete of thy Will ^
And ftill w:€ leek thy Mcrey tJhere^
Aiid fin^ thy Pjaifes ftiii,
^5 f A U 5 E.
348 PSALM tXXXIV.
PAUSE.
5 My Heart and Flefti cry out for Thee,
While far from thine Abode ;
\Vhen (hall I tread thy Courts, and fee
My Saviour, and my GOD.
6 The Sparrow builds herfelf a Neft,
And fuffers do Remove j
O m ke me, hke the Sparrows, bleft.
To dwell but where I love.
7 To fit one Day beneath thine Eye,
And hear thy gracious Voice,
Exceeds a whole Eteinity
Employ'd in carnal Joys.
8 Lord at thy Thrtfhold I would wait
While J E S US is within,
Rather than fill a Throne of State,
Or live in Tents of Sin.
5 Could I command the fpacious Land,
And the rwore boundlefs Sea,
For one bleft Hour at thy Right Hand,
I'd give them both away.
P S A L M 84. As the i4»tb.PfaliiL
Longing for the Houfe of God.
J T ORD of the Worlds above,
^ How pleafant and how fair
The Dwellings of thy Love,
Thy earthly Temples are ;
To thine Abode
My Heart afpirrs,
With warm Defires
To fee my GOD.
h The Spa-rrow for her Young,
With Pleafitre feeks a Neft,
And w and'ring Swallows long
Xo find thcii wojited Reft j
My
PSALM LXXXm to
My Spirit faints
With equal Zeal
To rife and dwell
Among thy Saints.
3 O happy Souls that pray,
Where GOD appoints to hear!
O happy Men that pay
Their conftant Service there i
They praife Thee ftill 3
And happy they
That love the Way
To SioK's Hill.
4. They go from Strength to Strength^*
Through this dark Vale of Tears>
*rill each arrives at length,
'Till each in Heav'n appears ;
0 glorious Seat,
When G O D CjUr King
Shall thither bring
Our willing Feet I
PAUSE.
5 To fpend one facred Day,
Where GOD and Saints abide,
Affords diviner Joy
Than thoufand Days befids.
Where GOD rcfoits,
1 love it more
To keep the Door
Than (hine in Courts,
€ G O D is our Sun and Shield,
Our Light and our Defence j
With Gifts his Hands are fill'd.
We draw our Bleffings thence j
HeftiaUbeftow
On Jacob's Race
Peculiar Grace,
And Q lory too.
oe jTbg
ICO P S A L M LKXXVe
7 The Lord his People loves j
His Hand no Good with-holds ,
From thofe his Heart approves^
From pure and pious ^uuls :
Thrice happy he,-
O GOP.,ot'moftf»:
Whcfe Spirit truft*
Alone in 'J hee.
PSALM 85/ ' V.' i-i^i* .i=V/ Par/*
Waiting for an Avfnver wPifyyef ; or., •J>4li'Vf ranee
begun and ccfnpJ^ied,
: T O R T^^Wwu haft call'd thy GtaT^ \o M^nch
^■^ Thoirtf^ftrevc-rs'd cur heavy tboril;
So G O D forgave v^'hfen i/>V/finil'd, '
And brought his vrasd^iing CapWvtSi Hbtiie.
i. '3 hcu haft begun ta let \\i free,
And made thy fii*rcelt U'rarh abate :
N-.w let cur Hearts be turnM toThte,
And thy Sah aticn be ec^mplete.
j Revive our dying Graces, Lord,
And let thy Saintfe in Thee lejoice j
Make known thy Titith, fulfil thy Wwd i
We wait for Praife to tune our Voice.
4 We wait to hear what GOD will fay ;
He'ii (peak, and give his People Peace j
But let them »un no more aftray,
Left his returr-ing Wrath increafe.
PSALM %^, nj. ^, he. HtcOfid VarU
S^lt'atid?!. by Chi HI".
i <^ALVATION is lor ever nigh
*^ The Souls that fear and truft the Lord j
And Grace dtfcending from on higli
Frt/h Hopes of Gloiy (ball'-affbi d.
% Met cy and Truth on Earth are met,
5iiicc Cbnf the Lord caitt? d«iWftiron>JIeav*ni
PSALM LXXXVII. ^«
By bis Obedience foeoraplete,
Juftieeis pleai'd, and Peace is giv*n.
3 Now Truth and Honour fiiall abound,
Reljgian dwell on Eanh again,
And heav'niy In^u'nce.blefs tihe Ground^
In our Redeemer's gentle Reign.
4 His Righteoufnefa is gon^ before.
To give us free Accef^ to Qod 5
Our wandYing Feet Oiall dray no more.
But mark his St^ps, and keep the Roado
PSALM §^. 'V. 8— i3v ;
Agen^erdi Sing if Praife to GOD.
I AMONG rhi^ Princes, earthly Cods,
^^ There's none hath Pow'r divine ;
Nor is tiVeir Naftti*^, mighty Lord,
Nor are their Vs orks like thine.
% The Natkfns thcii hail made, Ihall brin^
Their Off 'rings round thy Throne :
For thou alone <f oft wond'rous Things,
For thou art G OD alone.
3 Loid I wovild walk with holy Feet j
Teach methine he^v'nly Ways,
And^ my poor fcatter'd Thoughts unitfej
In GOD my Father's Praife.
4 Great is thy Mercy, and my Tofigue
Shall th'oftr^eat Wonders tell,
Ho\* by thy G; ace my fmkmg Soul
Rofe from the Djeepsof^ Hell.
:h . ? S. A L M. Zf.
^he Church ibe Birth -pk^e of the Samts-j ©1*, }«w«
Hfrd^^tmiks-tOikedta t^e Chrijlian Church,
J /^ O D irl hi^ earthi'y TempBe lays
^^ FourtdairoiTs for his heav'nly'Pr'ailfe ;
He likes 'the Tents of Jacob- well,
But ftiil in $m I'orti Wr dw?!.
i^- PSALM LXXXIX.
a His Mercy vifrts evVy Honfe
That pay their Night and Morning Vowsj
But makes a more delightful Stay
Where Churches meet to praife and pray.
3 What (Jlories were defcrib'd of old ?
What Wonders are of Sion told ?
Thou City of our God below,
Thy Fame fhall Tyre and Egypt know,
4 ^SyP^ ^"^ T^r^* and Greek and ^^oc,
Shall there begin their Lives anew j
Angels and Men fhall joiH to fing
The Hill where living Waters fpring,
5 When God makes up his laft Account
Of Natives in his holy Mount,
'Tvt'jll be an Honour to appear
As one new-born, or nourifii'd there.
PSALM 89. FirJI Part. Long Metre*
Tbf Covenant made ivith Chriftj or, Tiie trui
David.
i Tp O R ever fhall my Song record
■^ The Truth and Mercy of the Lord ;
Mercy and Truth for ever fland
Like Hf av'n, eftablifh'd by his Hand.
4 «< Thus to his Son he fware, and faid,
<« With Thee my Covenant firfl is made
<* In Thee fhall dying Sinners live,
«« Glory and Grace are thine to give.
^ « Be thou my Prophet, thou my Prieftj
: «* Thy Children fhall be ever bleft ;
<< Thou art my chofen King j thy Throne
•» Shall fland eternal like my own.
4. « There's none of all my Sons above
« So much my Image or my Love j .
«* Celeftial Pow'rs thy Subjei^ls are>
t «< Then what can Earth to Th<e compare r
S David
PSALM LXXXIX. ts^
! I ** Da'vid, my Sf rvant, whom I chofe
** To guard my Flock, to crufh my Foes,
*' And rais'd him to the 7^w//^ Throne,
" Was hut a Shadow of my Son."
6 Now let the Church rejoice and fmg
j<£^C/^ her Saviour and her King J
Angels his heav'nly Wonders fhow,
And Saints declare his Works below.
P S A L M 89. Firfl Part, Common Metre,
rheFaitbfulnefs of GOD.
3 V/f Y never ceafmg Songs fhall fhow
*^^ ;T.he Mercies of the Lord ;
And make fucceeding Ages know
How faithful is his Word,
a The facred -Truths his Lips pronounce
Shall firm as Heav'n endure :
And if he fpeak a Promife once,
Th'eternal Grace is fure.
3 How long the Race of Da^vU held
The promised Jeivt/h Throne !
But there's a nobler Covenant feal'd
To Da^id-s greater Son.
4 His Seed for ever ihall pcffefs
A Throne above the Skies j
The meaneft Subje^s of his Grace
■'• Shall to that Glory rife. '
3 Lord GOD of Hofts, thy wond'rous Ways
Are fung by Saints above ;
And Saints on Earth their Honours raife
To thy unchanging Love. ^
P A S L M 89. 1;. 7, Sec, Second ParU
The Power md MajeJIy of GOD i or, Re'verential
Worfhip.
3 tX^ITH Reverence let the Saints appear/
' '^ And bow before the Lord^
154 f S A L M LXXXJX.
His high Commands vrith Rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his Word,
a How terrible thy Glories be !
How bright thine Armies (hine '
Where is the PowV that vies with Thee t
Or Truth compar'd with thine ?
3 The Northirn Pole, and Southern, reft
On thy fupporting Hand j
Da! knefs and Day, trom Ea/f to ff^ejf,
Move roond at thy Cortjimnd.'
4 Tliy Words tlie raging Wind Gontroul,
And rule the boilt'rous Deep ;
Thou mak'li the fleeping Bdlows roll,
The rolling Biilcws fleep.
3 Heay'n, Earth and Air, and Sea are thine,
ArKl the dark Worid oi Heil;
How did thine Arm in Vengeance ftiin*.
When Egypt durii rebel !
6 Juftice and Judgment are thy Throne,
Yet wond'r®as is thy Grace ;
While Truth and Meicy, joi«'4 in Ofie,
Invite tts aeai* thy Face.
P 3 A L M 85. ♦z/. 15, &c. Thrd Part,
A bhjfed Cofpeh
1 T> L E S T are the Souls that hear and kaowr
■^ The Gofpel's )<>ytui Sound j
Peace (hall attend the Paihs they go,
And Light their Steps furround.
% Their Joy fhall bear their Spirilfr up.
Through their Redeemer's Name j
His Righ'tecuikefs exaits their Hopie,
Nor Satan daree condemn.
3 The Lord oor Glory awd D)ef^nce,
Strength and Sahatfon gives j
ifr'Af thy King fer ever rHgns,
TlivGOD Idp <vef liva.
PSALM
H
T S A L M 2^. v. 19, &c* Fourth Paru-
ChrillV Mediatorial Kingc!9m ; or. Hit di'vim and
human Naturt*
EAR what the Lcrd in Vlfion faid.
And made his Mercy known 5
" Sinners, behold, your Help is laid
*' On my Almighty Son.*
Behold the Man my Wifdom chofe
Among your mortal Racej ^
His Head my holy Oil o'erftows,
The Spiiit of my Grace.
High Ihall he reign on Da'vid"& Throne,
My People's better King ;
My Arm fhall beat his Rivals down.
And ftill new Subj€6ls bring,
4 My Truth ftiall guard him in his Way,
With Mercy by his Side,
While m my Name through Earth aud Sea
He fhall in- Triumph ride. ^'
5 Me for his Father, and his God, /"
He fhall for ever own.
Call me his Rock,- his high Abode,
And I'll fupport my Son.
€ My firft-born Son array 'd in Grace, '
At my Right-hand (hail fit j
Beneath him Angels know their Place,
And Monarchs at his Feet.
7 My Covenant ftands for .ever faft,
My Promifes are ftrong;
Firm as the Heav'ns his Throne fliall laft,
His Seed endure as long.
PSALM 2g. 'V. 30, &c. Fifth Part.
The Co'venant of Grace unchangeahk \ or, Aj^i^tion
ijuitbout RejeSion.
1 Y E T (faith the Lord) if Da'iiid^i Race,
* ThfiCiiildren of my Son,
Should
i5« TSAhM LXXXIX.
Should break my Laws, abufe my Grace,
And tempt mine Anger down,
a Their ^ins lil vifit with a Rod,
And make their Folly fmait j
But rll not ceafe to be their God,
Nor from Iny Truth depart.
3 My Covenant I will ne'er revoke,
' But keep my Grace in Mind J
And what eternal Love hath fpoke.
Eternal Truth (hall bind.
4 Once havel fworn (I need no more)
And pledged my Holinefs,
To feal the facred Promife furc
To D^a/#Wand his Race.
5 The Sun IbaM fee his Offspring rife.
And (pread from Sea to Sea, >.)'■'
Long as he travels round the Skies ' '•
To give the Nations Day.
4 Sure as the Moon that rules the Night,
His Kingdom ihall endure, ■
*TiIl the fix'd Laws of Shade and Light
Shall be obferv'd no more. - <.1: > - A
•. r"> n-iU o ■ ;
r S A L M fj. V. 47» &e» Siktb Parf,
^ong Metre, j -
Mortality and Heft*
A Funeral Pfalm.
I TJE MEMBER, Lord, our mortal State,
•*^ How frail our Life, how Ihort the JDate !
Where is the Man tlpat draws his Breatii;
Safe from Difeafe, fecure from Death ?
a Lord, while we fee whole Nations die,j
Our Flefh and Senfe repine and cry,
•• Muft Death for ever rage and reign 1 ,;
" Or haft thou made Mankind in y aiA?'J
3 Where is thy Promife to the Juft ?
Arc not thy Servants turned to Dull?
)>.) A : But
Pis AL M LXXXIX. »ji
But Faith forbids thefe mournful Sigltl,
And fees the ileeping Duft arife.
4. That glorious Hour, that dreadful Day,
Wipes the Reproach of Saints away.
And clears the Honour of thy Word ;
Awake our Souls, and blcfs the Lord.
P $ A L M «9, a;. 47, &c. laft Part, As tht 1 1 3th
Pfalm.
Lifii Death y and the Refur region.
1 rp H I N K, mighty GOD, on feeble Man j
•*- How few his Hours I how fliort his S^n I
Short from the Cradle to the Grave ••
"Who can fecure his vital Breath
Againft the bold Demands of Death,
Wi.h Skill to fty, or Pow'r to fave ?
a Lord, fhaH it be for ever faid,
** The Race of Man was only made
«« FofiSfcknefi, Sorrow, andtheDuft!"
Are not thy Servants, Day by Day,
Sent to their Graves, and turn'd to Clay ?
Lorti, Where's thy Kindi>els to the JufI?
3 Has thou not promised to thy Son,
And all his Seed, a heav'nly Crown ?
But Flefh and Senfe indulge Defpair \
For ever bleffcrf be the Lord,
That'F^fh can read his holy Word,
And find a Refurreftion there*
4 For ever blifled be the Lord,
Who gives his Saints a long Rewnrd,
For.ftU their Toil; Reproach and Pain 5
let all below, and all above,
Jfiin to proclaim thy viond'rous Love, ' '
PSALM
Man Mortal, and God ^tfimal.
A mournful Son^ at a Funeral.
' T"3,^^GH every Age, eternal GO Q,
^ ■ t. •*^^^^^" ^'"^ °"^' ^«ft» our fafe Abode :
. giilhwas thy Throne e'-erHe^v'n was in:i^^ .
Or Earth, thy humble Footllool', laid. '
a Long hadit thou reign'd, e'er Time began.
Or Duft was a/hion'd to ^ Man^
And long thy Kingdom fflall endure;
When Earth and Time fliali be no rnQtSj, f\ ,
3 But Man, weak Man, is born to die, ^
Made^p of Guilt and Vanity : • ;
Thy dreadful Sentence, I,ord, was juft, r
Return ye^ Sinner jy to your DuJI.
4 [A Thoufand of our Years amqunt
Scarce to a Day in thine Account.
Like Yefterday's departed Light,
Or the laft Watch of ending NightO
PAUSE..
5 Death, like an overflowing Stream,
Sweeps U3 a\yay j our Life's a Drpam j
An empty Tale j a Morning Flow'r,
Cut dowfj and wither 'd in an Hour. . .
i [Our Age to feveuty Y^ars is iet j ^ ,
How ftiort the Term ! How frail the SUt9 M
And it to Eighty vve arrive, ,. ; ,
We rather figh and groan, th?n live.
7 But O ! how oft thy Wrath appear?,
And cuts off our expelled Years !
Thy Wrath awakes oyr humble Drea(|:
We fear that Pow'r that Itrikes us dead.} .
8 Teach us, .04H<3^"d, h^»w frail is Man« '
And kindly lengtl,i»en out our Sp-<i),.
'Till a wife Care of Piety
Fit us to die, and dwell with Thee.
PSALM
• #4 A-^L-^-M Xd x^^
!► S A LM^o- *c' ^^ --^ .' Ffr/ Part Com. Metre.
Ma« Frteff, cHrd'GoA Eternal,
« Y^ UR eOD, our Help in Ages paft,
S^ Our Hope tor Years to come,
CHir Shaker from the ftorrayBlaft, \
And cur eternal Hofne,
2 ^jtrfkr the Shadow of thy Tbrone
. 'thy Saints have dwelt fec«re j
Sufficient is thi»« Arm alone.
And our Defence is fiare.
3 Before the Hills in Order flood.
Or Earth received her Frame,
From Everiafting thou art GOD,
To endlefs Years the fame.
4- Thy Word commands our Flefh to Dufl,
Return ye Sons of Men :
All Nations rofe from Earth at firft,
And turn to Earth again.
5 A thoufand Ages, in thy Sight
Are like an Ev'ning gone j
Short as the AVatch that ends the Night
Before the rifmg Sun.
6 [The bufy Tribes of Flefli and Blood,
With all their Lives and Cares,
Are carried downwards by the Flood,
And loft in following Years.
7 Time, like an ever-rolling Stream,
Bears all its Sons away :
They fly, forgotten, as a Dream
Dies at the op'ning Day.
8 Like flow'ry Fields the Nations fland
Pleas'd with the Morning-Light ;
The Flow'rs, beneath the Mower's Hand,
Lie-with'ring e'er "'tis Night.]
9 Our GOD, our Help in Ag€s pafr.
Our Hope for Years to come j
JJe thou our Guard while Troubles laft.
And our etermi HaraC;,
PSALM
t6# P S A L M XC.
PSALM 90. w. 8, II, 9, TO, 1%. Second? Art,
Common Metre.
Infirmities and Mortality the EffeEl of Stn% 6r,
Ij/>, Old Age^ and Preparation for Death,
iT ORD, if thine Eyes furvey our Faults,
■*-' And . Juftice grows fevere,
ThydreadtuI Wrath exceeds our Thoughts,
And burns beyond our Fear,
ft Thine Anger turns our Frarhe to Duft,
By one Offence to Thee,
Adanti with all his Sons, have loft
Their Immortality.
3 Life, like a vain Amufement flies,
A Fable or a Song ;
By f A'ift Degrees our Nature dies,
Nor can cur Joys be long.
4 'Tis bat a few whofe Days amount
To threercore Years and ten ;
And all beyond that (hort Account
Is Sorrow, Toil and Pain.
5 [Our Vitals with laborious Strife
Bear up the crazy Load,
And drag thofe poor Remains of Life
Along the tirefome Road.]
6 Almighly GOD, reveal thy Love,
And not thy Wrath alone ;
Oh ! let our fweet Experience prove
The Mercies of thy Throne.
7 Our Souls would learn the heav'nly Art
T' improve the Hours we have.
That we may aft the wifer Part,
And live beyond the Grave.
PSALM 90. *v. 1 J, &c. Third Fart. Corn. Metre,
Breathing after Ueanjen.
\ T^ETURN, O GOD of Love, return;
•^-^ Earth is a tirefome Place r
Hovi^
P SAL M XC. Mj
•i::v How long fliall we, thy GhiWren, mQCm .
Our Abfence from thy Face ?
,,f Let H€av'n fHCceed our painful Years,
,/ Let Sin and Sorrow ceafe,
And in Proportion to our Tears,
So make our joys increafe.
\ Thy Wonders to thy Servants fliow.
Make thy own V»ork complete,
The^n (hall our Souls thy Glory knowp
And own thy Lore was great.
4. Then (hall we (hine before thy Throne
In all'thy Beauty, Lord j
And the poor Service we have done
Meet a divine Reward.
P S A L M 90. v. 5. 10. li. Short Metre,
The Frailty and Sbortnefs of Life,
iT OR P, what a feeble Piece
*-' Is this our mortal Frame V
Our Life, how poor a Trifle 'tis.
That fcarce deferves the Name.
a Alas, the brittle Clay
That built our Body firft !
And every Month and every Day
'Tis mould'ring back to Duft.
3 Our Moments fly apace,
Nor will our Minutes ftay ;
Juft like a Flood, our hafty Days
Are fweepingus away.
4 Well, if our Days muft fly.
We 11 keep their End in Sight,
We'll fpend them all in Wifdom's Wayg
And let them fpeed their Flight.
J They'll waft us fooner o'er
This Life's tempeftuous Sea ;
Soon we fliall reach the peaceful Shore
Of bleft Eternitj,
PSALM
t6z •? S A L M XCI.
f B A L M 91. <v. 1—7. Firjf P^?,
Saftfiy in public Difeafes and Dangers.
1 TJE that hath made his Refuge GOD,
^■*- Shall find a moft fecure Abo:3e ;
Shall walk all Day beneath his Shade,
And there at Night (hall reft his Head.
a Then will I iay, "My GOD, thy PowY
** Sl^Ml be ray Fortrefs and my Tow'r :
" I that am form'd of feeble Duft,
«* Make thine Almighty Arm my Truft/*
3 Thrice happy Man! thy Maker's Care
Shall keep Thee from the Fowler's Snare,
Satan the Fowler, who betrays
Unguarded Souls a thoufand Ways.
4, Juft as a Hen protects- her Bix>ad, Z q
From Birds of Prey that feek their Blood,
Under her Feathers, fo the Lord
Makes his own Aim his People's Guard. •
5 If burning Beams of Noon confpire
To dart a peftilentialFire,
GOD is their Life, his Wings are fpread
Tofhield them with an healthful Shade.
6 If Vapours with malignant Breath
Rife thick, and fcatter Midnight Death j
IJr^el is fafe: The^poifon'd Air
Grow's pure, xi lfr"eV% GOD be there.
PAUSE,
7 What though a thoufand at thy Side,
At thy right Hand ten thoufand dy'd.
Thy GOD his chofen People faves
Amongft the Dead, amidft the Graves.
8 So when he fent his Angels down
To make his Wrath in Egypt known ;
And flew their Sons, his careful Eye
Paft all the Doors of Jacoh by.
9 But if the Fi're, or Plague, or Sword,
Receive Commiflzon from the Lord,
To
Y
PSALM XCf . til
To ftrikc his Saints among the reft.
Their very Pains and Deaths are bleft.
50 The Sword, the Peftilence, or Fire,
Shall l>ut fulfil their beft Defire j
From Sins and Sorrows fet them free.
And bring thy Children, Lord, to Thee.
PSALM ^T, «z/. 9— 16. Second Pari.
Frate^ion from Death, Guard of Angels, Vi^ory
and Deli'verance,
E Sons of Men, a feeble Race,
Exposed to every Snare ;
Come, m:^ke the Lord your Dwelling-plac«,
And try and truft his Care.
s No 111 (hall enter where you dwell j
Or if the Plague come nigh,
And fweep the Wicked down to Hellj
'Twill raife his Saints on high.
3 He'll give his Angels Charge to keep
Your Feet in all your Ways 5
To watch your Pillow while you fleep,'
And guard your happy Days.
4 Their Hands Ihall bear you, left you fall
And dalh againft the Stones :
Are they not Servants at his CaU,
And fent t' attend his Sons ?
5 Adders and Lions ye fliall tread}
The Tempter's Wiles defeat }
He that hath broke the Serpent's Head,
Puts him beneath your Feet.
6 ** Becanfe on me they fet their Love,
" I'il fave them (faith the Lord)
** I'll bear their joyful Souls above
" Deftru6llon and the Sword.
7 " My Grace fhall anfwer when they call s
" In trouble I'll be nigh :
« My Pow'r fliall help 'em when they fall,
^' And raifcih^m when they die.
H 8 "Thofe
*«4 PS AIL M XCIL
3 " Tbofe'diat on Earth my Name have known,
" Til honour them in Heav'n;
*' There my Salvation (hali be (hown,
" And endkfeLife be giv'n.'*
F S A L M 92. Tirji Part,
A Pfdimfar tbt Lord's Day^
7. C WEE T is the Work, my GOD, m^y King,
•^ To praifethy Name, give Thanks nd/ingi
Tofhew thy Love by Morning I ghf,
Aad talk of all thy Truth at Night.
■z S^eet is the Day of facreJ Relt,
No mortal Cares fhall feize my Breajft^
O may my Heart in Tune be found,
Like Daxid's Harp of foJemn Sound !
3 My Heart ft-rJl tiiumph in my Lord,
And bltrfs his Works, and blefs hi> Word ;
Thy Works of Grace how bright they (hine!;
How deep thy Counfels ! how divine I
^ Fools nevtr raife their Thoughts fo high ;
Like Brutes they live, like Brutes they die j
Like Grafs they flouridi, till thy Breath
Bhfts them in everialting Death. ;
, 5 But I fliall (hare a glorious Part
When Grace hath well refin'd ray Heart,
And fiefh Supplies of Joy are fhcd.
Like holy Oil, to chear my Head.
6 Sin (my worft Enemy betore)
Shall vex my Eyes and Ears no more;
My inward Foes fliall all be flain,
Nor Sa'an break my Peace again.
7 Then (h?\\ I fee, and hear, and know,
All I defir'd or wifli'd below ;
And ev'ry Pow'r find fweet Employ
Jn that eternal World of Joy.
PSAL
PSALM XCm. i€4
PSAjLM 9a. stf.iz.^Scc. Sec(md Pari^
The Cbur&h is the Garden of God.
X T O.RO, 'tis a pleafant Thing to ftanxi
' '*-* In Gardens planted by tkine Handj
JLet me within thy Courts be feen
Like a young Cedar , frefli and green.
z There grow thy Saints in Faith and Lo^e,
Bleft with thiine Infi'ence from above j
Not Lebanon, with ail its Trees,
' Yields fuch a comely Sight as thefe.
y l^he Plants of Grace ikall ever Jive -,
?Jature decays, but Grace mud thrive)
ime, that doth all Things eife impair.
Still makes them flourifh ftrong and fair.
4 Laden with Fruits of Age, they fhew
The Lord is holy, juft and true :
>Ione that attend his Gates, fiiall find
A G O D unfaithful or unkind.
f S A L M 93. ift Metre, as the 100th Pfalm,
The Eternal and Sonjtreign God.
4 TEH O V AH reigns : He dwells in Light,
J Girded with Majefty and Might i
The World created by his Hands
Still on it3 firft Foundation ftands.
a But e'er this fpacious World was made,
Or had its firft Foundations laid.
Thy Throne eternal Ages ftood,
Thyfelf the ever-lining GOD,
3 Like Floods the angry Nations rife,
And aim their Rage againft the Skies 5
Vain Floods that aim their Rage fo high^
At thy Rebuke the Billows die
4 For ever (hall thy Throne endure ;
Thy Proraife itands for ever fure j
And everlafting Holinefs
Becomes the Dwelliijjgs of thy Grace.
Ha PSAL^^
^i$ PSALM XCIIL
PSALM 9^:' ad Metre, as the Old 5otli P/alm,
I nPHE Lord of Glory reigns j hereigns oh hi^hj
•*■ His Robes of State are Strength 8c M^jfsfty:
This wide Creation rofe at his Command, ^
Built by his Word, a-d 'ftablifh'd by his Hand.
Long ftood his Throne e'er he begaa Cr eation.
And his own Godhead is the firnx Foundation.
a GOD is th' Etei nal King. Thy Foes in vaia
Raife their Rebellions to confound thy Reign :
In vain the Stoi ms, in vain the Floods arife-,
And roar, and tofs their Waves a^ainft the Skies ;
Foaming at Heav'n they rage with wild Com-
motion, X^cean.
But Heav'n's high Arches fcorn the fwell ng
3 Ye Tempefts rage no more; ye Floods be rfili.
And the mad World fubmiflive to his Will i
Built on his Truth his Church muft ever (land :
Firm are his Promifes, and ttrong his Hand :
See his own Sons, when they appear before Him,
Bow at bis Footftool, and with Fear adore him.
PSALM 93, 3d Metre, asthe old iaid Pfalm.
1 'T^HE Lord Jebovah Tt'igns,
"*■ And royal State maintains.
His HeaH with awful Glories crown'd j
Array'd in Robes ©f Light,
Begirt with fov'reign Might,
And Rafys of Majefty around.
a Upheld by thy Commands,
The World fecurely (lands ;
And Skies and Stars obey thy Word t
Thy Throne was fix'd on high,
Before the Starry Sky j
Eternal is thy Kingdom, Lord.
3 In vain the noify Croud,
Like Billows fierce and loud, ■,. _,
Agamft thine Empire rage and roji^>| ^.,j^'
in
PSALM XGIV, 167
In vain with angry Spite'
The fuilv^ Nations fight,
And dafli like Waves againft the Shore.
4 Let Floods and Nations rage,
And all their Pcw'rs engage,
Let fwelling Tides affault The Sky ;
The Terrors of thy Frown
Shall beat their Madnefs down ;
Thy Throne for ever ftands on high*
J Thy Promift s are true,
Thy Grace is ever new 5
There fix'd thy Church (hall ne'er remove j
Thy Saints with holy Fear,
Shall in thy Courts appear.
And fing thine everlaftmgLove.
[^Repeat tbefemtb Stanza, to comphat the Tune. J
PSALM 94. 1;. 1, 2. 7—14. fir/f Part,
Saints cbp-Jiifedy and Sinners dejlroyedt or,
, IvJiruSivi Affli^ions
s /SGOD! to whom Revenge belongs,
^^ Proclaim thy Wrath aloud j
Let fov'reign Powr redrefs our Wrongs,
Let Juftice fmite the Froud.
a They fay, The Lord nor fees nar hears j
When will the Fools be wife ?
Can he be deaf, who formed their Ears ?
Or blind, who made their Eyes ?
3 He knovis their impious Thoughts are vain,
And they fliall feel his Pow'r j
His Wrath fhall pierce their Souls with Fain
In fome furprifmg Hour.
4 But if thy Saints deferve Rebuke,
Thou haft a gentler Rod j
Thy Providences and thy Book
Shall make them know their GOD,
5B left is the Man thy Hands cbaftile.
And to his Duty draw t
H 3 Thy
itf^ P S A L I^ XCIV.
Thy Scourges make thy Children wife
When they forget thy Law.
€ But GOD will ne'er caft off his Saints,
Nor his own Promife break j
He paidons his Inheritance
For their Redeemer's Sake.
PSALM 94. a;. 16-— 23. Second Fart,
God our Support and Com/art j or, Deli'veranci
from Temftatton and Ferfecutwn.
3 VX7H0 will arifeand plead my Right
^^ Againft my ram'rous Foes,
While Earth and Hill their Force urjite.
And ail my Hopes cppofe ?
a Had net the Lord, my Rock, my Help,
Su!t?.in'd my. fainting Head,
My Life had now in Silence dwelt,
My Soul anvongft the Dead.
3 Alas ! my flidifig Fftt f I cry'd,
Thy Promnfe was my Prop ;
Thy Grace ftood conftant by my Side,
Thy Spirit hore me up
4 Wh:le Multitudes of mournful Thoughts
V/ithin my iiofom roll,
Thy boundlefe Love f; rgives my FaultJ>.
Thy Con^forts chear my Soul.
5 Pow'rs of Iniquity may rife.
And frame pernicious Laws ;
But GOD, rrty Refuge, rules the Skies,
He will defend my C'uife.
6 Let Malice vent her Rage aloud.
Let bold Blafphemers feoff j
The Lord our GOD (hall judge the Proud,
And rut the wnners off.
P S A 1 M
P€ AL.M XCT. 2 5^:
PSALM 95. Common Metre.
A Pfaim before Prayer.
q I N G to the Lord Jeho^vab's Nsktne,
( ^ And in his Strength rejoice ;
I When his Salvation is our Theme,
I Exalted be our Voice.
; With Thanks approach his awful Sight,
And Pfalms of Honour fmg ;
The Lord's a GOD of boundlefs Mighty
The whole Creation's King.
!; Let Princes hear, let Angels Know,
How mean their Natures feem,
; Thofe Gods on high, and Gods below.
When once compar'd with Him.
). Earth, with its Caverns dark and deep.
Lies in his fpacious Hand j
Ke fix'd the Seas what Bounds to keep.
And where the Hills muft ftand.
J Come, and with humble Souls adore,
Come, kneel before his Face j
O may the Creatures of his Pow'r
Be Children of his Grace L
5 Now is the Time, he bends his Ear,
And waits for your Requeft i
Come, left he roufe his Wrath, and fwear,
" Te /ball not fte my Kejir
PSALM 95. Short Metre.
A Pfalm before Sermon^
\ f^ O ME, found this Praife abroad,
^-^ And Hymns of Glory fing :
7^//0r^H isthefjv'reignGOD,
The univerfal King.
a He form'd the Deeps Unknown ;
He gav^e the Seas their Bound 5
The watry Worl ,s are all his own,
And all the folid Ground,
H 4 3 Come,
170 P rA L M XCV.
3 Com*, worfhip at hi$ Throne j
Come, bow before the Lord ;
We are his Works, and not our own ;
He form'd us by his Word.
4 To Day attend his Voice,
Nor dare provoke his Rod j
Come, like the People of his Choice,
And own your gracious GOD.
5 But if your Ears refufe
The Language of his Grace,
And Hearts grow hard, like ftubbom Jewt^
That unbelieving Race :
i The Lord, in Vengear.ce drel?-.
Will rift his Hand and fwear,
"** Tou that defpije my promised Rejf,
*• Shall bci/e no Portion there,"*
P S A L M 95. a». 1, 1, 5, 6 — jj. Long Metre.
Canaan loji through Unbelief \ or, A Warning to
delaying Sinners.
J r^OME, let our Voices join to raife,
^-^ A facred Songof folemn Praife;
G O D is a fovVeign King ; rehearfe
His Honour in exalted Verle.
ft Come, let our Souls addrefs the Lord,
Who fram'c! ourNatu.es v«ith his Word t- '
He is our Shepherd ; we the Sheep,
His Mercy chofe, his Paftures keep.
3 Come, let us hear his Voice To-day,
The Counfels of his Love obey j
Nor let our harden'd Hearts renew
The Sins and Plagues that I/r'el knew.
4 //rV/, that faw his Worksof Grace, •
Yet tempt their Maker to his Face j
A faithlefs unbelieving Brood,
That tir'd the Patienceof their G O D.
5 Thus faith the Lord, «' ffo^ hift thty preve !
<* Forget my Poiv'r j ahafe my Love j
« Sinci
PSALM XCVI. 17J
*< Since they defpife my Kefi^ I fw&ar,
** Tbtir Feet /ball ne'uer enter there."'*
{Lookback, my Soul, with holy Dread,
And view ihofe ancient Rebels dead j
Attend the ufferM Grace To-day,
I Nor lofe the Bleffing by Delay.
! 7 Seize the kind Promife while it waits.
And march to Sion'% heav'nly Gates |
Believe, and tak« the promis'd Reft j
i Obey, and be for ever bleft.]
I PSALM 96. v. 1. 10, &c. Common Metre,
Chxi^.'s firft and fuond Coming.
I q TNG to the Lord, ye diftant Lands^
^ Ye Tribes of ev'ry Tongue ;
His new-difcover'd Grace demands^
A new and nobler Song,
a Say to the Nations, JESUS reigns,
G O D's own Almighty Son J
His Pow'r the finking World fuftaias.
And Grace furrcunds his Throne,
3 Let Heav'n proclaim the joyful Day,
Joy through the Earth be feen j
Let Cities ihine ia bright Array,
And Fields in chearful Green*
4 Let an unufual Joy furprize
Thelflandsof the Sea :
Yc Mountains fink, ye Vallies rifd, .
Prepare the Lord his Way.
5 Behold he comes, he comes to blefs
The Nations as their GOD:
To ftew the World his Righteoufnefs,
And fend his Truth abroad.
€ But when his Voice (hall raife the Dead,
And bid the World draw near.
How will the guilty Nations dread
To f«e thtjr Judge appear I
n s
PSALM;
P S A L M xcvir.
PSALM 96. As th£ 1 1 3th Pfalm.
The God of the Gentilts.
i T ET aU the Eaith their Voices raife,
^ To fing the choifeft PfaJm of Praife,
To fing ard blefis Jtho<vah'% Namej
His Glory let the Heathens know,
His Wonders to the Nations fhow,
And all his faving Works proclaim,
a The Heathers know thy Glory, Lord ;
The vvond'iing Nations read thy Word j
In Britain is Jtho'vah known :
.Our Worlhip fliall no more be paid
To Gods, which m- rtal Hands have made j
OunMaker is our GOD alone.
3 He fVam'd the Globe, he built the Sky,
He made the (kining Wotlds on high.
And reigns compkte in Glory there :
His Beams are Mr jelty and Light :
Kis Beautits, how divinely bright j
His Temple, how divinely fair!
4 Come, the great Day, the glorioys Hcur,
When Earth (hall feel his Taking PowV,
AjuI barbTous Nations f«ar his Name j
Thtn {lull tlie Race of Men tonfefs
The Beauty of his Holinefs,
And in his Courts his Grace proclaim,
PSALM 97. a;. I — 5. Firfl Fmrt,
Chrift reigning in Hea^jen^ and coming to JudgmtnJt^
3 TT E reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns j
■*^ Fraife him in ev?j>gel;c Strains :
Ltt the whole Eaith in Son^s rejoice.
And diltant Iflands join their Voice. ^
1 Deep Are his Counrels and unknown ;
But Grace and Truth fupport his Throne ;
Though gloomy Clouds his Ways furieund, ;
JuiVice IS their «t«inalCr9»nd, ■
PS A L M XCVfT. S73
3 In Robes of Judgment, \o, he comeg,
Shakes the wide Earth, and cleaves the Tombs |
Before Urn burns devouring Fire,
1 he Mountains melt, the iJeas retire.
4 His Enemies with fore Difmay
Fly from the Sight, and ftiun the Day j
Then lift your Htads, ye Saints on high.
And fing, for your Redemption's nigh.
PSALM 97. 'v. 6—9. Second Part,
Chrift'i Incarnaticn
f n?HE Lord is come; the Heav'ns proclaim
■*• His Birth ; the Nations learn his Name 5
An unknown Star directs the Road
O^ Eaprn Sages to ihcir G OD.
2 All ye bright Armies of the Skies,
Go, worfhip where the Saviour h'esj
Angels and Kings before him bow,
Thofe Gods on high, and Gods below.
3 Let Idols totter to the Ground,
And their own VVorlhippers confound 3
But Judah (hout, birt: ^ion fing,
And Earth eonfefs her fovYeign King,
PSALM 97. Third Part.
Grace and Glory.
2 'T^H' Almighty reigns, exalted high,
-■- O'er all the Earth, o'er all the Sky ;
Though Clouds and Darknefs veil his Feet,
His. Dwelling is the Mercy-feat.
S O ye th^t love his holy N^me,
Hate ev'ry Work of Sin and Shame :
He guards the Souls of all his Fi iend?,
And from the Snares of Hell defends.
3 ImmortaV Light, and Joy^ unknown,
Are for the Saints in Darknefs fcwn ;
Thofe glorious Seeds (haM fpring and rife.
And the bright Kfarveftbkfs o»f Eyer.
H 6 4 Rejoice^
171- P S A t M XC¥IIL
4 Rejoice, ye Ilighteous, and record
Thfi facred Honour* of the Lord 5
None hut the Soul that feels his Grace
Can triumph in his Holinefs.
PSALM 97.1/. I. 3. 5—7, II. Common Metre,
ChriftV IncarnqUoTty andthelaft Judgmint.
3 \ / E Iflands of the Northern Sea
Rejoice, the Saviour reigns :
His Word like Fire prepares his Way^
And Mountains melt to Plains.
t His Prefence finks the proudcft Hills,
And makes the Vallies rife ;
Tl.e humble Soul enjoys his Smiles,
71ie hanghfy Sinner dies.
3 The Heav'ns his rightful Pov/V proclaim 5
The Idol-Gods around
Fill their own WQrftiippers with Shame,
And totter to the Ground.
4 Adoring Angels at his Birth
Make the Redeemer known 5
Tkus ihall he come to judge the Earthy
And Angels guard his Thione.
5 Vuh Foes fli.il) tremble at his Sight,
And Hills ?nd Siss retire :
Ilis Cliildren take their unknown Flightj
And leave the World in Fire.
;,c Seeds of Joy and Glory fown
For Saints 'n Darknefs here,
Shnll rife and i}')ring in Worlds unknown,
And a ricb Harveft bear.
PSALM 98. FirJ Part,
Praife fsr the Go/pel.
\ rpo our Almighty Maker, GOD,
-*- New Honours be addreft ;
His great Salvation fliines abroad.
And makes the N5Ci<>n»i>ief^i .
?. He
\
PSALM XCIX. t75
t He fpake the Word to Abr^am firft,
His Truth fulfils his Grace,
; The Gentiles make his Name their Ti uft.
And learn his Righteoufnefis.
3 Let the whole Earth his Love proclaim
With all her difF'rent Tongues ;
And fpread the Honours of his Name
In Melody and Songs.
P & A L M 9^8. Secand Part.
The MefliahV Coming and Kingdom.
1 Y O Y to the Werld j the Lord is come |
J Let Earth receive her King J
Let evVy Heart prepare him Room,
And Heav'ii and Nature fmg.
» Joy to the Earth, the Saviour reigns j
Let Men their Songs erapio)' j
While Fields and Floods, Rocks, Hills and
Repeat the founding Joy. (Plains,
No more let Sins and Sorrows grow.
Nor Thorns infeft the Ground ,
He comes to make his Biefiings flow.
Far as the Curfe is found.
4 He rules the World with Truth and Grace,
And make« the Nations prove
The Glories of his Kightecufnefs,
And Wonders of his Leve.
PSALM i)^. Firfi FarU
Chriil'i Kingdom and Majejfy.
s npHE GOD yEHOFAH reigns^
•*' Let all the Nations fear ;
Let Sinners tremble at his Throne, ■
And Saints be humble there.
%■ Je/us the Saviour reigns ;
Let Earth adore its Lord j
Bright Cherubs his AttendanJS ftand,
Swift to fulfil h«WOrd>
176 P S A L M C.
3 In Sion is bis Throne,
His Honours are divine ;
His Church fljall make his Wonders known,
For there his Glories fliine.
4 How holy is his Name !
How terrible his praife !
Juftice and Truth, and Judgment join
la ail his Works of Graee,
PSALM 99. S(co»ci Part.
A Holy God ivor/hifped nvith Jie'verenee»
1 -p X A L T the Lord our G O D,
^ And worfh p at his Feet,
His Nature is all Holinefs,
And Mercy is his Scat,
a When T/rV/ was bis Church,
When Aaron was his Prieft,
When Mofes cry'd, when Samuel pray'd.
He gsve his People Reft.
3 Oft he forgave their Sins,
Nor would deitroy their Race ;
And oft he made his Vengeance known,
When they abus'd his Grace.
4 Ex,alt the Lord our GOD,
Whofe Gr.!ce is ftill the fame j
Still he's a G O D of Holinefs,
And jealous for his Name.
PSALM ICO. Firft Metre. A plainTranflation»
Praife to oitr Creator.
J Y E Nv*tions ro?ind the Eanh rej<>ice
* Befi re the Lord, \ owr fov 'reigi King 5
Serve h.in vvith cheai ful Heart and Voice,
With all your Tongues his Gl- ry iing.
ft The Lord is G O D } *tis he alone
Doth Life an.l Breath, and Being give s
We are his Work, and nor cur own j
The Sheep that en hu Paftmes live.
. 3 Enter
P S A L M C, X77
3 Enter his Gates with Songs of Joy,
With Praifes to his Courts repair j
And make it your Divine Employ
To pay your Thanks and Honowrs there.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind i
Great is his Grace^ his Mercy fure :
And the whole Race of Man fhall find
His Truth from Age to Age endure.
PSALM 100. Second Metre. A Paraphrafe,
1 qING to the Lord with joyful Voice j
^ Let ev'ry Land his Name adore 5
The Britijh Ifles fhall fend the Noife
Acrofs the Ocean to the Shore,
a Nations attend before his Throne
With folemn Fear, with facred Joy ;
Know that the Lcrd is G O D alone j
He can create, and he deftroy.
3 His fovVeign PowY without our Aid
Made us of Clay, and formM us Men ;
And when like wandering Sheep we Itray'd^
He brought us to his Fold again.
4. We are his People, we his Care,
Our Souls and all our mortal Frame 5
What lafting Honours (hall we rear.
Almighty Maker, to hy Name ?
5 We'll croud thy Gates with thankful Songs,
High as the Heav*ns our Voices raife j
AnS Earth, with her ten thoufand Tongues>
Shall fill thy Courts with founding Praife,
6 Wide as the World is thy Command,
Vaft as Eternity thy Love :
Firm as a Rock thy Truth muft ftand,
v/]ien rolling Years fhall ceafe to move*
PSALM
178 PSALM CI.
PSALM I ox. Long Metre.
*rbe Magifiratt's P/alm,
t VtERCY and Judgment are my Song J
*-^^ And fince they both to Thee belong.
My gracious GOD, my righteous King,
To Thee my Songs and Vows I bring.
a -If am rais'd to bear the Sword,
I'll take my Counfels from thy Wordj
Thy Juftice and thy heav'nly Grace
Shall be the Pattern of my Ways.
3 Let Wifdora all my, Anions guide.
And let my GOD with me refide j
No wicked Thing (ball dwell with me,
Which may provoke thy Jealoufy.
4 No Sons of Slander, Rage and Strife
Shall be Companions of my Life j
The haughty Look, the Heart of Pride
Wjthin my Doors /hall ne'er abide.
5 [I'll fcarch the Land, and raife the Juft.
» To Ports of Honour, Wealth and Trull s
The Men that work thy holy Will,
Shall be my Friends and FavVites ftill.]
6 In vain fhall Sinners hope to rife,
By flatfring or malicious.Lycs :
And while the Innocent I guard,
The bold Offender fhan'tbe fpar'd.
9 The impious Crew (that failious Band)
Shall hide their Heads, or quit the Land \
And all that break the pubJick Reft,
Where I have PowV, ihall befuppreft.
PSALM 301 Common Metre.
A Pfalm for a Mafiir of a Family ^
I /r\F Juftice and of Grace I fing,
y And pay my GOD my Vow«j
T^T
rSALM cm I7P
Thy Grace and Juflicc, heav'niy Kihgi
Teach me to rale my Houfe.
1 Now, to my Tent, O GOD, repair,
And make thy Servant wife j
I'll fu\«er Nothing near me there
That ftlall offend thine Eyes.
3 The Man that doth his Neighbour Wrong,
By Falfliood or by Force,
Thefcornful Eye, the fiand'rous Tongue,
I'll thruft 'em from my Doors.
4 ril feek the faithful and the Juft,
And will their Help enjoy 5
Thefe are the Fi iends that I (hall truft,
The Servants Til employ.
5 The Wretch that deals in fly Deceit,
ril not endure a Night ;
The Liar's Tongue I ever hate.
And baniih from my Sight.
6 I'll purge my Family around.
And make the Wicked flee ;
So fhaJl my Houfe be ever found
A DWeiling fit for Thee.
PSALM 102. V, 1---13. 40, ar. Firjf Part,
A Prayer of the Affiiaed,
1 tJEAR me, O GOD, nor hide thy Face,
■^ But anfwer, left 1 die :
Haft thou not built a Throne of Grace,
To'hear when Sinners cry >
% My D.sys are wafted like the Smoke
Diffdvinginthe Air; - \:
My Strength is dry'd, ray Heart is broke,
And linking in Defpair."
3 My Spirits flag like with'ring Grafs
Burnt with exceliive Heat s
In fecret Groans my Minute* pafs, . .,
AndIfors;ettoeat., ;
4 Aa
iSo PSALM CIL
4 As on fome lonely Building's Top,
The Sparrow tells her Moan,
Far from the Tents of Joy and Hope
I fit and grieve alone.
5 My Soul is like a Wjldernefs,
Where Beafts of Midnight howlj
There the fad Raven finds her Place,
And there the fcrcaming Owl.
€ Dark difmal Thoughts, a i^ boding Fears,
Dwell in my troubled Bread j
While (harp Reproaches wound my Ears,
Nor give my Spirit Reft.
7 My Cup is mingled with my Woesj
And Tears ?.re iny Repaft f
My daily Bread, like Aftie?, grows
Unpleifant to my Tafte.
8 Senfe can afford no real J^y
To Souls that ffcl thy Frown :
Lord, 'twas thy Hand advanced me high,
Thy Hand hath caft me down*.
9 My Looks like withered Leaves appear j
And Life's declining Light
Grows faint, as Ev'ning Shadows are
That vanJlh into Night.
JO But Thou for ever art the fame,
O my Eternal GOD ;
Ag«s to; come Ovall know thy Name,
And fpread thy Works abroad.
21 Thou wiltarifc, and fhew thy Face,
Nor will my Lord delay
Beyond th' appointed Hoar of Grace,
That long-expe6ted Day.
12 He hears his Saints, he knows their Cry,
And by myfterious Ways,
Redeem* the Prifoners deemed to die.
And fills their Tongues with Praife.
PSALM
'i
f S A L M aii tit
3 A L M loz. 'y. 13 — ii. Zitwid T&rt^
Prayer heard, and Sioit refiored*
% T ET Sion and her Sons rejoice,
*~^ Behold the promis'd Hour :
Her GOD hath heard hcrmourning Voice,
And comes I' exalt his Pow'r.
s Her Duft and Ruins that remain,
Are precious in our Eyes 5
Thofe Ruins ftiall be built again.
And all that Duft fhali rife.
3 The Lord will raife 'JerufuUm,
And ftand in Giory there j
Nations (hall bow before his Name,
And Kings attend with Fear.
4. He fits a SovYeign on his Throne,
With Pity in his Eyes j
He hears the dying Fris'ners Groan
And fees their Sighs arife.
5 He frees the Souls conderan'd to Death,
And when his Saints complain.
It Ihan't be faid, « That praying Breath
** Was ever fpent in vain."
i This (hall be known when we are dead.
And left on long Record,
That Ages yet unborn may read,
And truft, and praife the Lord;
PSALM 102. n). 23— »g. Third: farU
Maris Mortality t and ChriftV Eternity j or, Saints
(key but thrift and the Church live.
I TT is the Lord our Saviour's Hand
•*• Weakens our Strength amidft the Race |
Difeafe and Death at hisCommaiTd
. Arreft us, and cirt fliort our Days.
a Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray.
Nor kt ©ur Smi go ddwn at Noqh j
Thy
m PSALM cm.
Tby Years are one eternal Day,
And mult thy Children die fo foon ?
3 Yet m theMidft of Death and Grief
This Thought our Sorrow fhould alTwage i
** Our Father and our Saviour livej
" Chriji is the fame through ev'ry Age.''
4 'Twas he this Earth's Foundations laid ;
Heav'n is the Building of his Hand ;
This Earth grows old, thefeHeav'ns ftiall fade,
And all be chang'd at his Command.
5 The ftarry Curtains of the Sky
Like Garments fhallbe laid afide :
But ftiil thy Throne ftands firm and high j
Thy Church for ever mutt ah d?.
6 Before thy Face thy Church fh 11 live.
And on thy Throne thy Children reign j
This dying World fhall they furvive.
And the dead Saints be rais'd again,
PSALM 103. T. 1--7. FirJJ Part. Long Metre.
BleJJlng God for his Goodnefs both to Soul and Body,
1 ID L E S S, O my Soul, the living GOD,.
*^ Call home thy Thoughts that rove abroad,
Let all the Pow'rs wiihin me j- in
In Work and Woj fliip fo divine.
2 Blcfs, O my Snul, the God of Grace j
His Favours claim thy higheft Praifc
Why fhould the Wonders he hath wrought
Be loft in Silence, andfoigot?
3 'Tis he, my Soul, that fent his Son
To die for Crimes which thou h::ft done j
He owns the Ranfom, and forgives
The h' urly Fcliies ®f our Lives.
4. The Vices of the Mind he heals.
And cures the Pains that Nature feels,
Redeems the Soul from Hell, and laves
Our walling Liic from^threat'jiing Graves.
5 Our
PSALM cm. sS|
i 5 Our Youth decay 'd his Pow'r repairs }
His Mercy crowns our growing Years ;
He fatisfies our Mouth with Good,
And fills our Hopes with heav'nly Food.
C He fees th' Oppreflbr and th' Oppreft,
And often gives the SufF'rers Reft ;
But will his Juftice more difplay
In the laft great rewarding Day.
7 IW^ Pow'r he fhew'd by Me/es" Hands^
And gave to Ifr'el his Commands j
Bat feut hh Truth and Mercy dovrir
To al^th^Nations by his Son.
8 Let ^be whole Earth his Pow'r confefs,
Let the whole Earth adore his Grace §
The Gentile with the Jew (hall join
In Work and Worfhip To divine.]
P S A L lyl 103. V. 8"— 18. Second Part,
Long Metre.
God^s gentle Chaftifement ; or Hit tender Mercy to
V hU Peophi
I rr^ HE Lord, how wdnd'rou* are his Ways !
^ How firm his Truth! how iargt his Grace I
He takes hi« Mercy for his Throne,
And thence he makes his Glories known,
St Not half fo high his Pow'r hath fpread
The ftarry Heav'ns above ottf Head,
As hj8 rich Love exceeds our Praife,
Exceeds the higheft Hopes wf raifeo
3 Not half fo far hath Nature plac'd
The riitng Mo«-ning from the IVeftf
As his forgiving Grace removes
The daily Guilt of thofe he loves.
4. How rtowly doth his Wrath arife I
On fwifter Wings Salvation flies s
And if he lets his Anger burn,
.. How foon his Frowns 19 Pity turn I
" w 5 Amidft
iH PSALM CHL
5 Amidit his Wrath Compaffion (hines ;
His Strokes are lighter tlKin our Sin*:
And while his Rod correilshis Saials,
His Bar indulges their Complaints
6 So Fathers their youjug Sons chaftife
With geatle Hands and aielting Eye* ;;
The Children weep beaeath the Smart,
And move the Pity of their Heart.
PAUSE.
7 The mighty GOD, the Wife and Juft,
Knowstjhat our Frame is feeble Duft }
And will no heavy Loads impofe
Beyond she Strength that he beftows.
8 He knows how foon our Nature dies,
Blafted by ev'ry Wind that flies j
Like Grafs we fpring, and die as 'foon*
As Morning Flow'rs tliat fade at Noon.
9 But his eternal Love is fure
To all the Saints, and fhall endure :
From Age to Age his Truth fhall reign,
• Nor Children's Children hope in yain,
PSALM 105. «y. 1--7. fir/? P^r/. Short Metre.
Praife far Spiritual and TeMfhoral Mircia,
X /^ RLESS the Lord, my Soul I
^^ Let all within me join,
And aid my Tongue to blefs the Name,
Whofe Favours are divine,
a O blefs the Lord, my Soul s
Nor let his Mercies lie
Forgotten in Umhankfulnefs j
And without Prailes die.
3 'Tis he forgives thy Sins,
*Ti8 he relieves thy Pain,
'Tis he that heals thy Sickneffes,
And makes thee young agaia*
A He
PSALM cm. if 5
4. He crown? ^y t;>fe with Lo\«e,
When ranfonuM from the Grave j
Me that redeenrd my Soul from Hell
Hath fovYeign Pow'r to fave.
5 He fiUs'the Poor with Good j
He gives the SuffVers Reft j
The Lord hath judgmentsfor theProu^t
And JuIUce for th' Oppreft.
6 His wond'rous Works and Ways
He made by Moyi"/ known j
But fent the Woi Id his Truth and Grace
By his beloved Son.
PSALM 103. 'v. %—ii Sictm J Part. Short Metrco
Abounding i^empqlfion of God j or, Mercy in tJse
Midji of Judgment,
t jV/fY Soul, repeat his Praife,
iVl Whofe Mercies are fo great j
Whofe Anger is fo flow to rife, •
So ready to abate,
a GOD will: not always cfedde;
And when his Strokes are felt,
His Strokes are fewer tban our Crime*,
And lighter than our Guilt.
3 Higkas the Heav'ns are rais'd
Above the Ground we tread.
So far the Riches of his Grace
Our higheft Thoughts exceed.
4 HisPtJw'T fubdues owr Sirts,
And his forgiving Love,
Far as the Eaf is frona the fTeJf,
Doth all our Guilt remove.
5 The Pity of the Lord,
To thofe that fear his Name,
Is fuch as tender Parents feel j
He kiiows cur feeble Frame,
6 He knows we are but Duft,
Scattered wUb ev'O' Breath ;
lU PSALM CIV.
His Anger, like a rifing Wind,
Can (end us fwift to Death.
7 Our Days are as the Grafs,
Or like the Morning Flow'r ;
If one (harp Blaft fweeps o'er the Fieldj
It withers in an Hour.
S But thy Compaffion, Lord,
To endlefs Years endure j
And Children's Children ever find
Thy Words of Promife fure.
PSALM 103.0; i^"'Zi. Third Fart. ShortMettt.
God'/ uni'uerfal Dominion j or, Angelt praife
the Lord.
I 'pHE Lord, the fov'reign King,
* Hath fix'd his Throne on high ;
O'er all the heav'nly World he rales,
And all beneath the Sky.
a Ye Angels, great in Might,
And fwift to do his Will ;
Blefs ye the Lord, whofe Voice ye hear,
Whofe Pleafurc ye fulfil.
3 Let the bright Hofts, who wait
The Orders of their King,
And guard his Churches when they pray,
Join in the Praife they fing.
4. While all his wond'rous Works
Through his Vaft Kingdoms (hew
Their Maker's Glory, thou, my Soul,
Shalt fing his Graces too.
PSALM 104.
The, Glory of God in Creation and Providencic
x "Kyr Y Soul thy great Creator praife ;
^*' When cloth'd in his celeftial Rays,
He in full Majefty appears,
And like a Robe his Glory wears,
CNote,
PSALM CIV, itr
[Note, This Pfalm may be fang fn the Tune of the
on iizthy or izyih Pfalm, bj adding thrfe t'WQ
Line J to e'uery Stanzay vi.z.J
Great is the Lord ; what Tongue can frame
An equal Honour to his N^nve ?
{^Otber'wfe it may be fu :g as^ the x oo fh Pfalm '1
a The tteav'ns are for his Curtains fpread ;
Th' unfathom'd Deep he makes his Bed }
Clouds are his Chariot when he flies
i On winged Storms acrofs the Skies.
J3 Angels, whom his own Bieath inrpires,
j His Minrfters are flaming Fires ;
i And fwift as Thought their Armies move,
I To bear his Vengeance or his Love.
II The World's Foundations by his Hand
f Are pois'd, and fliall for ever ftand j
i He binds the Ocean in his Chain,
jj Left it (hould drown the Earth again.
[(5 When Earth was cover'd with the Flood,
Which high above the Mountains itood.
He thundered, and the Ocean fled,
ConfinM to its appointed Bed.
5 The fwe^iling Billows know their Bound,
And in their Channels walk their Round j
Yet thence convey'd by fecret Veins,
They fpring on Hills, and drench the Plains,
7 He bids the Cryfta] Fountains flow j
And chear the Vailies as they go,
Tame Heifers there their Thirlt allay,
Aad for the Stream wild Afles bray.
I From pleafant Trees which (hade the Brink,
The Lark and Linnet light to drink ;
Their Songs the Lark and Linnet raife.
And chide our Silence in his Praife.
PAUSE L
t G OD from his claudy Ciftern pours
On the parch'd Earth enriching ShowVs ■
I ■ The
>.88 PSALM CIV.
The Grove, the Garden, and the Fie^d,
A Thoufand joyful BlefSngs yield.
10 He makes the graffy Food ari(e,
And gives the Cattle large Supplies j
With Herbs for Man, of various Pow'r,
To nourifli Nature, or to cure.
11 What noble Fruit the Vines produce 1
The Olive yields a fltining Juice j
Our Hearts are cheerd with gen'rcus Wine>
With inward Joy our Faces fliine.
IX O blefs his Name, ye Britons, fed
With Nature's chief Suppoi ter, Bread :
While Bread your vital Stiength imparts,
Serve him with Vigour in your Hearts,
PAUSE II.
1 3 Beh.old the ftately Cedar Hands
Kais\l in the Foreft by his Hands :
Birds to the Boughs tor Shelter fiy,
And build their Nefts fecure and high,.
74. To craggy Hill afctnds the ( loat j
And at the airy Mountain's Foot
The feebler Creatures make their Cell j
He gives them Wifdom where to dwell.
? 5 He fets the Sun his circling Race,
Appoints the Moon to change her Face 5
And when thick DaikneCs veils the Day,
Calls out wild Beafts to hunt. their Prey.
16 Fierce Lions lead their Young abroad.
And roaring, afk their Meat from G OD j
But when the Morning-Bea^ws arife,
The favage Bead to Covert flies.
27 Then Man to daily Labour goes :
The Night was made for his Repofe v-
Sleep is thy Gift, that fweet Relief
From tirefome Toil and wading Grief.
aS Hcwllrangethy Vyorks ! how great thy Skill I
And ev'ry Land thy Riches fill i
Thy
,p:6 a l m civ. a^
Thy WiPiom roues the World we fee.
This fpacidus Earth is full of Thee.
19 Nor lefs thy Glories in the Deep,
Wher^^^i^ in Millions fwim and creep.
With wpnd>pU3 Motions, fwift or fiows
Still wandVing ia tiie Paths below.
so There Ships divide their watry Way^,
And pio^Ks.oWcaly-Mdi^erii play i
There dwells tiie, huge- /i.^i/M^^^??,
Anifoams and'ipoito in Spite of Man/
■ ' P-iA U SE'm.
& I Vaft^j-e thy V/orks, AliTxighty Lord,
All Nature reds upon thy Word,
And the whole Race of Creatures Hands,
Waiting their Portion from thy Hands.
7,z While each receives his difTrent Food,
Their chearful Looks pronounce it gosd : .
Eagles and^Bears, and Whales and Worm?>
Rejoice and pnaife indiff 'rent Forms.
^3 But when thy Face is hid, -they mourn^
And dying to their Duft return j
Both Man and Beaft their Souls refign j
Life, Breath and Spirit, all is thine.
2^ But thou canft breathe on Duft again,
And fill the World with Beafts and Men j
A Word of thy creating Breath '
Repairs the Waftes of Time and D^ath«
25 His Works, the Wonders of hfs- Might, •
Are honoured with his own Del^ht j • '
- How awful are his glorious Ways !
The Lord is dreadful in his Praife.
a& The Earth ftands trembling at thy Stroke,
And at thy Touch the Mountains fmoke 5
Yet humble Souls may. fee thy Face,
And tell their Wants to fov'reign Grace*
?,; In Thee my Hopes and Wifiies mcet^
And make^rhy Meditations fweet j
I s Thy •<,
1)9 PSALM CV.
Thy Pfaifes (hall my Breath employ,
Till it expire in endlefs Joy.
a8 While haughty Sinners die accurft,
Their Glory bury'd with their Dull,
I to my GOD, my heav'nly King,
Immortal Hallelujahs fing.
PSALM 105. Abridged.
God's Coudu^l o/UrMl, and the Plagues of Egy^t,
I rilVE Thanks to GOD, invoke his Name,
^-^ And tell the World his Grace ;
Sound through the Earth his Deeds of Fame,
That all may feek his Face,
a His Covenant, which he kept in Mind
For num'rous Ages paft,
To numVous Ages yet behind
In equal Force dial! laft.
3 He fware to Abra'm and his Seed,
And made the ibleding Aire :
Gentiles the antieht Promife read,
And find his Truth endure.
4 *< Thy Seed (hall make all Nations bleft,
(Said the Almighty Voice)
" Canaan $ Land'ftiall be their Reft,'*
The.Type of heav'nV^' Joys-
5 [How large the Grant ! how rich the Grace,
To give them Canaan & Land,
When they were Strangers in the Place,
A little feeble Band !
6 Like Pilgrims through the Countries round.
Securely they remov'd :
And hawghty Kings that on them frown'd,
Severely he reprovd.
•J ** Touch mine anointed, and my Arm
*' Shall (bon avenge the Wrong;
<• The Man that does my Prophets Harm
" Shall Jcnow their G O D is ftrong."
1 Then
PSA L M CV. 151
i Then let the World forbear its Rage,
Nor put ike Church in Fear ;
Ifr'el muft live through e'v'ry Age,
And he tb'' Almighty^ s Care.']
P A U S E I.
9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the Saints^
And thus provok'd their GOD,
Mo/esv/^5 fent at their Complaints,
Arra'd with his dreadful Rod.
10 He call'd for Darknefs : Darknefs cam«
Like an o'erwhelming Flood ;
He turned each Lake, and ev'ry StreaiHj
To Lakes and Streams of Blood.
11 He gave the Sign, and noifome Flies
Though the whole Country fpread 5
And Frogs in croaking Armies rife
About the Monarch's Bed.
iz Through Fields, and Towns, and Palaces,
The tenfold Vengeance flew j
Locufts in Swarms devour their Trees,
And Hail their Cattle flew
J3 Then by an Angels Midnight Stroke,
The Flow'r of Egypt dy'd j
The Strength of ev'ry Houfe was breke.
Their Glory and their Pride.
14 No'w let the IVorld forbear its Rage,
Nor put the Church in Fear 3
Ifr'el mujf live through e<v'ry Age,
And be th'' Alm';ghty''s Care.
PAUSE ir.
15 Thus were the Tribes from Bondage brought,
And left the hated Ground j
Each fome Egyptian Spoils had got.
And not one feeble found.
x6 The Lord hinifelf chofe out their Way,
And mark'd their Journies right,
Gave them a leading Cloud by Day,
A fiery Guide by Night.
I 3 J? They
J9». PSALM CVI/
J7 They thjrft ; and Waters frdrn'the Rock
In rich ADund.ncefluvv, ■>
And fjllowing ftill the Courfe.they took,
Ran nil the Defart through. '..
18 O wond'rous Stream ! O blefled Type
Of ever-flowing Grace! <
So Chriji our Rock main.aJns our Life
Through all this Wildernefs.
19 Thus guarded by th' Almighty Hand,
The chofen Tiibes pofleft ; ci
Canaavy the rich, the promis'^ Land,
And there enjoy'd their Reft. '\
20 Then let the World forbear its Rage^
The Church renounce htr Fear ; i :
Ifr'el mufi li^e through enfry Age^
And be tti' Almighty s Care. '^
PSALM J 06. tr. I — 5. Tirji Part, ''
Praife to God 5 or. Communion tuith Saints,
J nno GOD the great, the ever-bleft, '^
-*• Let Songs ot Honour be addreft;
His Mercy firm for ever Ilands j
Give h'm the Thanks bis Love demands.
a Who knows the Wonders of thy Ways ?
Who fiiali fuifil thy boundlefs Praife ?
Bleil are the Souls that fear Thee Itill,
And p ly their Duty to thy Will.
3 Reniember what thy Mercy did
For Jacoh''sR:\ce, thy chofen Seed j *
And wiih the fame Salvation blefs
The meaneM Suppliant of thy Grace.
4 O may I fee thy Tribes rejoice,
And aid their Triumphs with my Voice ! '
Tliis is my Glory, Lord, to be
Join'd to ihy Saints, and near to Thee.
PSALM
PSALM 106. n;. 7, 8, 12--14, 43—43,
Second Fart, Short Metre.
Ifrael punijb'd and pardon" d] or, Gq^'s unchange-
able LQ've,
G
OD of eternal Love,
How fickle are our Ways !
And yet bow oft did Ifrael prove
Thy Conftancy of Grace !
2 They faw thy Wonders wrought.
And then thy Praile they fung ;
But foon thy Works of Pow'r forgot,
Andmurmur'd with their Tongue,
3 Now they believe his Word,
While Rocks wit h Rivers flow ;
Now with their Lulls provoke the Lord,
And he redac\l them low,
4. Yet when they mourn'd their Faults,
He hearken'd to their Groans,
Brought his own Cov'nant to hisTboughts^
And call'd them ftill his Sons.
5 Their Names were in his Book,
He fav'd 'em from their Foes :
Oft he chaftis'd, but ne'er forfook
The People that he chofe.
C Let J/rV/blefs the Lord,
Wholov'd rheir ancient Race '.
And Chriftians j .in the folemn Word^
Jim en, to all tlie Praife.
PSALM 107. FirJ} Fart,
Ifrael led to Canaan, and Chiiftians to Heanjcn.
I QIVE Thanks to GOD: He reigns above^
^ Kind are his Thoughts, his Name is Love |
His Mercy Ages paft have known,
And Ages long to come ihall own,
I 4 a Let
^94 PSALM €VIL
a Let the Redeemed of the Lord
The Wonders of his Graie record j
J/rV/, the Nation whom he chofe,
And refcu'd from their mighty Foes.
3 [When G O D's Almighty Arm had broke
Their Fetter s and th Egyptian Yoke,
They trac'd the Defart^ wand'ring round
A wild and foHtary Ground !
4 There they coiild find no leading Road,
Nor City for a fix'd Abode j
Nor Food nor Fountain to aflVvage
Their burning Thirft, or Hunger's Rage.]
5 In their Dif^refs to G OD they cry'd j
GOD was their Saviour and their Guide j
He led their March far wand'ring round j
'Tw3s the right Path to Canaan'^ Ground,
6 Thus when our firft Releafe we gain
From Sin's old Yoke, and Satan's Chaini
We have this defart World to pafs,
A dangerous and tirefome Place.
7 He feeds and clothes us all the Way,
He guides our Fv)Otfteps, left weftrayj
He guards us with a powerful Hand,
And brings us to the hrav'nly Land.
% O let the Saints with Joy record
The Tri th and Goodnefs of the Lord !
Hew great his Works ! how kind his Ways '
Let ev'ry Tongue pronounce his Praife.
PSALM 107. Second Part,
CorreBion for Sin, end Rfleafe hy Praytr,
I "pROM Age to Age ex^lt his Name,
* GOD and his Grace are ftill the famcj
He fills the hungry Soul with Food,
And feeds the Poor with ev'ry Good.
a But if their Hearts rebel and rile
Againft the GOD that rules the Skies,
If
F S A L M CVir, i^^
If they rgjedt his heav'niy Word,
And flight the Counfels of the Lordj
3 Hell bring their Spirits to the Ground,
And no Deliv'rer fhall be found ; ^
Laden with Grief they wafte their Breath "
In Darknefs and the Shades of Death.
4 Then to the Lord they raife their Cries,
He makes the dawning Light arife.
And fcatters all that difmal Shade
That hung fo heavy round their Head.
5 He cuts the Bars of Brafs in two.
And lets the fmiling Prisoners through.
Takes off the Load of Guilt and Grief,
And gives the lab'ring Soul Relief,
6 O may the Sons of Men record
The wondYous Goodnefs of the Lord ;
How great his Works ! how kind his Ways I
Let ev'ry Tongue pronounce his Praife.
P S A L M 107. Third Fart,
Intemperance putii/hed and pardoned) or, A Tfalm
■ for the Glutton and the Drunkard,
1 T7 AIN Man on fooli''h Pleafures h&nty
^ Prepares for his own Punifnment j
What Pains, what loathfome Maladies
From Luxury and Luft aiife I
a The Drunkard feels his Vitals wafte 5
Yet drowns his Health to pleafe his Tafte |
Till all his adlive Pow'rs are loft,
And fainting Life draws near the Duft,
3 The Glutton groans, andloaths toeat.
His Soul abhors delicious Meat ;
Nature, with heavy Loads oppreft-.
Would yield to Death to be released,
4 Then how the frighted Sinners fly
To GOD foriielp with earneft Cry \
I 5 H&
^^:: PSALM evil.
He hears their Groans, prolongs their Breath;
And CivQs them from approaching Death.
5 No Med'cines could efFedl the Cure
So quick, fo cafy, or i'o fuie :
The deadly Sentence GOD repeals,
He fends his fovYeign Word and heals.
6 O may the Sons of Men record
The wond'rous Goodnefs of tl>e Lord 1
And let their thankful OffYings prove
How ihey adore their Maker's Love,
PSALM 107. Fcurth Part. Long Metre,
Deliverance from Storms and Shipiioreck } or, 7ti
St Oman's Song.
3 WOULD you behold the Works of God,
^ His Wonders in the World abroad,
Go with the Mariners, and trace
The unknown Regions of the Seas.
^ They leave tlieir native Shores behind,
And fcize the Favour of the Wind j
Tiil GOD commands, and Tenipells rife
That heave the Ocean to the Skies.
I Now to the Heav'ns they mount- amain.
Now fink to dreadful Deeps again ;
Whnt llrange Affrights young Sailors feel,
And iike-a ftaggeiing Drunkard reel !
4 When Land is far, and Death is nigh,
Loft to all Hcpe, to G O D they cry :
H:s Mercy hears the loud Addicfs,
And fenils Salv-.tion in Diitrefs.
5 He bids the Winds their Wrnth affvvage,
The furious Waves forget their Rage j
'Tis calm ; and Sailors fniilc to fee
7 he Haven where they wiih'd to be.
6 O may the Sons of Men reco.d
The v^ond'rtus Goodnefs of tiieLord 1
Let theni their private OfFiings brings,
Aud itt the Church his GloiV fir.g.
PSALM
P S A L M CVIL J97
PSALM 107. Fifth Par/. Common MctrCa
7be Mariners Pfalm,
I T^ H Y Works of Glory, mighty Lord,
•*• Thy Wond-rs in the D:;eps,
The Sons of Courage (hall fc cord.
Who trade in floating Snips.
a At thy Command the Winds arife,
And fw-i'ithe tDiw'ring Waves ;
The Men aftoniili'd mount the Skies^
And fink in gaping Graves.
3 [Agiin they climb the watry .Hills,
And plunge in Deeps again ;
Each like a tott'itng Drunkard reels,
And finds. his Courage vain.
4 Frighted to hear the i empel't roar.
They pant with flutt ring Bteath,
And hopelefs oF the diftant Shore,
Expeft imrn-diate Death.]
5 Then to t':e ' orci they raife their Cries 3
He hears the loud Requeft,
And orders Silence through the SkieSj
And lays ths Floods to reft.
6 Sailors rejoice to lofe their Fears,
And Tee tlie Storm allay'd ;
Now to their Eyes the Port appears 5
Th'te let their Vows be p id.
7 'Tis OpD, that brings them fafe to Land ^
Let Ifupid Mortals know
That Waves are under his Command,
And all the Winds that blow.
8 O that the Sons of Men w uld praife
T*.e Goodnefs of the Lord !
And thofe that fee thy won d You s Ways^,
Thy wond'rous Love record*
I« PSALM
^^ PSALM cvn.
PSALM 107. Lafl Part,
CoUnies planted -^ or, Nations blefi and punijbed»
A Pfalm for New- England. • ^
1 TT^'HEN God provok'd with daring Crimes,
* ' Scourges ihe Madnefs of the Times,
He turns their Fields to barren Sand,
And dries the Rivers fiom> the Land.
a His Word can raife the Springs again,
And make the vvither'd Mountains green.
Send (how'ry BlelTings from th-e Skies,
And H:arvefts in the Defarts rife.
3 [Where nothing dwelt but Beafts of Prey,
Or Men as fierce and wild as they.
He bids th" Oppreft and Poor repair, ■>
And builds them Towns and Cities there,
4 They few the Fields, and Trees they plants
Whole yearly Fruit fupplies their Want :
Their Race grows up from fruitful Stocks, ?
Their Wealth increafes with their Flecks,
5 Thus tiiey are bled 5 but if they fin,
He lets the heathen Nations in,
A favage Crew invades their Lands,
Their Princes die by barb'rous Hands,
6 Their captive Sons exposed to Scorn,
Wander unpity'd and forlorn :
The Countiy lies untenc'd, untill'd, ;
And Defolation fpreads the Field.
7 Yet if the humbled Nation mourns.
Again his dreadful Hand he turns j
Again he makes their Cities thrive.
And bids the dying Churches live.]-
S Th^ Righteous, with a joyful ?enfe, >
Admire the Works of Providence ;
And Tongues of Atheiils (liall no more
"Olafpheme the G OD that Saints adore.
5 K^w
p S A L M ex. 155,
I How few with picus Care record
Thefe wond'rous Dealings of the Lord |
But wife Obfervers ftiil fhall find
The Lord is holy, juft, and kind",
PSALM 109. 1;. T--5, 31.
Lo^ue to Enemies from the Example of Chrifta
J /^OD of ray Mercy and my Praife,
^ Thy Glory is ray Song ;
Though Sinners fpeak againit thy Grace
With a blafpheming Tongue,
a When in the Form of mortal Man
Thy Son on Earth was found,
W^^ith cruel Slanders falfe and vain
They compafs'd him around,
3 Their MisVies his Corapaffion move.
Their Peace he ftill purfu'd j
They render Hatred for his Love,
And Evil for his Good.
4 Their Malice rag'd without a Caufe,
Yet with his dying Breath
He prayM for Murd'rers on the Crofsj
And bleft his Foes in Death.
5 Lord, fhall thy bright Example {hine
In vain before my Eyes ?
Give me a Soul, a-kin to thine.
To love mine Enemies.
d The Lord fball on my Side engage.
And in my Saviour''s Name
I fhall defeat their Pride and Ragej
Who flander and condemn.
P S A L M no. Fjrf Part, Long Metre.
Chrift exaltedy and Multitudes converted j or, Thi
Succefs of the poffel
I np HU S the eternal Father fnake
^ To Qhrtfi the Soa 5 <* Afcend aiad 'iit
**At
^qfl PSA L M ex.
" At my Right-hand, till I fhall make
" Thy Fpes lubmilfi^e at thy Feet.
X *' From Sio/i (liall thy Word proceed,
« Thy Word, the Scepter in thy Hand,
«' Shall make the Hearts of RebeL bleed,
*' And bow their Wills to thy Command.
3 *' That Day fliall fliew thy PowV is great,
*' When SMnts flial] flock with willing Minds,
'* And Sinners croud thy Temple Gate, '
** Whe: e Holinrfs in Beauty fhines."
4 O blelVed Pow'r ! O glorious Day 1
What a la-ge ViaVy fiiall rnfue !
And Converts, who thy Grace obey,
Exceed the Drops of Morning Dew.
PSALM 110. Secofid Part. Long Metre^
The Kingdorn and Priefthood of Chrift.
1 q^ H U S the great Lord of Earth and Sea,
■^ Spake to his Son, a id thus he fwore j
*' Etein.-il fhall thy Prieltiiood be,
*' And change from Hand t''* Hind no more^
a ** Aarofiy and all his Sons mu t die,
*' Hut everlaiting Life is rh'ne.
*' To fave tor ever thof-: that fly
« For Refuge from the Wrath divine.
3 " By me Melchrftdec way made
*' On Earth a King nrd Prieft at once !
*' And ihou, my heav'idy Prielf, fhalr plcad-j.
** And thou, my King, flialt rule my Sons.'*
4. JJ'us the Prieft afcends his Thione,
While Counfels of eternol Peace,
Between the Father and the Son,
Proceed with Honour and Succe fs.
5 Through the wholeEarth his Reign (hallfpread^
Anci ciufh the Tow'rs that dare rebtl :
Then fliall he judge the rifing De?.d,-
An^ fend the g\4ilty World to H.ll-
6 ThougH'
PSALM CXh aoi
6 Though while he treads his glorious Way^,
He drifiks the Cup of Tears and Blood,
The SuiTrings of that dreadful Day
Shall but advance him near to G O D.
PSALM 1 10 Common Metre.
Chrill'/ Kingdom and Priejihood.
I TESUS, our Lord, afcend thy Throne^
J And near thy Father fit J
fn Sion ihall thy Pow'r be knosAn,
And make thy Foes fiabmit.
a What Wonders (hall thy Gofpel do !
Thy Converts (hall furp^ifs
The numerous Drops of Morning DeWj
And own thy fov'reign Grace
3 G O D hath pronounc'd a firm Decree^
Nor chanees what he fwore j
♦' Eternal (hall th.y ?riefthood be,
** When Aaron is no more.
4. <* Melchifedecj that wond'rcus Prieft,
*' That King of high Degree,
" That holyMan who Ahr'am bleft^
'« Was but a Type of Thee."
5 Jff^s-i our Prietf, for ever lives
To plead far us above ;
Jefuiy our King, for ever gives
The Bleflings of his Love
6 GOD fhal] exalt his glorious Head,
And his high Throne maintain,
Shall ftiike the PowVs and Princes dead,
Who dare oppofe his Reign.
PSALM III. Firji ?arh
The IVifdom of God in bis H'orU,
1 QONGS of immortal Pra'fe belong
^ To our Almighty GOD J
He has my Heart, and he ray Tongue
To fpread hi§ Ngme abroad,
% How
to» PSALM cxr,
a How great the Works his Hand has wrought I
How glorious in our Sight !
And Men in ev'ry Age have foaght
His Wonders with Delight.
3 How mod exa6l is Nature's Frame !
How wife th' Eternal Mind !
His Counfels never change the Scheme ^
That his fi;ft Thoughts defign'd.
4 When he redeem'd his chofen Sons,
He iix'd his Covenant fure ;
The Orders that his Lips pronounce
To endlefs Years endure.
5 Nature and Time, and Earth and Skie»
Thy heav'nly Skill proclaim :
Whatfhall we do to make us wife,
But learn to r^-ad thy Name ?
6 To fear thy P®w'r, to truft thy Grace
Is our divined Skill ;
And he'c the wifeft of our Race
That bed obeys thy Will.
PSALM HI. Secofiii Part.
The P erf e a ions o/God,
r Q R E A T is the Lord ; his Works of Migkt
^-^ De!nar.d our noblelt 8c-)ngs ;
Let his ailembied Saints unite
Their Harmony of 7'ongues.
a Great is the Mercy of the Lord,
He gives his Children Food j
And ever mindful of his V^ord,
He makes his Promife gocd.
3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came
To feal his Cov'nant fare :
Holy and Reverend is his Name,
His Ways are jiilt and pure.
4 They that would grow divinely viife,
Itluil with his Fear begin 5
Cttr
T
PS A L M CXII. ao3
©ar fair^'Pr«of of Knowledge lies
In hating ev'ry Sin,
PSALM ui. As the jijth Pfalm,
7 he Bhjfings of the liberal Man,
HAT Man is bleft who (lands in Awe
Of G O D, and loves his facred Lawj
His Seed on Earth fhall be renowned ;
His Houfe the Seat of Wealth (hall be,
An inexhaufted Treafury,
And with fucceffive Honours crowR'd.
s His lib'ral Favours he extends.
To forae he gives, to others lends ;
A generous Pit)^ fills his Mind ;
Yet what his Charity impairs.
He faves by Prudence in Affairs,
And thus he's juft to all Mankind.
3 His Hands, while they his Alms beftow*d.
His Glory's future Harveft fow'd j
The fweet Remembrance of the Juft,
Like a green Root, revives and bears
A Train of Bltffisgs for his Heirs,
When dying Nature fieeps in Duft.
4 Befet with thrrat'ning Dangers round,
Unmov'd /hall he maintain his Ground ;
His Confcignce holds his Courage up :
The Soul that's fiil'd with Virtue's Light,
Shines brighteft in Affliftion'sNight :
And fees in Darknefs Beams of Hope,
PAUSE.
5 [HI Tidings never can furprize
His Heart, that fix'd on G O D relies,
Though Waves and Tempefts roar around %
Safe on the Rock he fits, and fees
The Shipwreck of his Enemies,
And ail their Hope and Glory drown'd.
6 The
SP4 P:S A L M cxii.;;
6 The Wicked fliajl his Triumph {be> •
And gnaih their Teeth in Agony,
To find their Expsftations croft;
They and their Envy, Pride and Spite,
Sink down to everlafting Night,
And ail their Names in Darknefs loft.]
PSALM 112. Long Metre.
The BUfflngs of the Ficus and ( haritable.
I npHRICE happy Man, who fears the Lord,
■*■ Loves his Commands an<j trurts his Word j
Honour and Peace his Days attend.
And Blefllngs to his Seed descend.
ft CompafTion dwells upon his Mind,
To Woiks of Mercy ftill inclined :
He lends the Poor fomepiefent Aid,
Or gives them, not to be repaid.
3 When Times grow dark, and Tidings fpread
That fill his Neighbours round with Dread,
His Heart is a'rm'd againft the Fear,
For GOD with all his Pow'r is there.
4 His Soul wrll fix'd upon the L. rd,
Draws h-av'nly Courage from his Word ;
Amidft the Darknefs Light (hall rife,
To ch-ar his Heart and blefs his Eyes.
5 He hath difpers'd his Alms abroad,
His Works are ftill bef. re his God j
His Name on Earth fhall long remain,
V/hue envious Sinners fret in vain.
PSALM II a. Common Metre.
Liberality renvarded.
1 rj A PP Y is he that fears the Lord, .
*^ And follows his Command?,
Who lends the Poor without Reward,
Or gives wi;h lib ral Hands.
ft As Pity dwells within his Breaft
To all the Sons of Need j
Co
F S A L M'! GXIir. aojr
So G O D (hall anfwer his Requefi^'-^ '•
With Bieflings on his Seed, .r 1 c:-H^.t■^ $
3 No evil Tidings ftiali ibrprize > \i v/^ y^.I
His well eftablifh'd Mind ;
HisSQulto GOD, hisRetLigej flies,
And leaves his Fears behind.
4 In Times of general Diftrefs ^
Some Beams of Light fhall fnine,
To ftiew the World his Righteoufnefsj
And give him Peace divine. . *
5 His Works of Piety and Love
Remain before the Lord ;
Honour oil Earth, and Joys above,
Shall be his Aiire Reward* .
P S A'^L M 113. Proper Tune.
The Majejiy and Condefcenfion o/' God,
1 Y^ that delight to itxv^ the Lord,
^ The Honours of hjs ^ame record,
His facred Name for ever blefs :
Where-e'er the circling Sqn difplays
His riftng Beams, or getting Rays,
Let Lnnds and Seas his Pow'r confefs.
g Nor Time, nor Nature's nan ow Rounds^
Can give his vaft Dominion Bounds ;
The Ileav'ns are far below his Height \
Let no created Greatnefs dare
W^ith our eternal GOD compare,
Arm'd wiih his uncreated Might.
3 He, b \vs his glorious Head lo view
What the bright Hofts of Angels do,
.And bends his Care to mortal Things |
Kis fov'reign Hand exalts the Poor,
He takes the Needy from the Door,
And makes them Company for King§<,
4 When childlefs F?milies defpair.
He fends the BleiTmg of an Heir,
To refcue their expiring Name 1 ^
The
K
st6 PSALM CXIIL
The Mother with a thankful Voice
Proclaims his Praifes and her Joys j
Let tv'ry Age advance his Fame. 'A £ j
PSALM 113. Long Metre,
God Sovereign and Gracious,
1 Y^ Servants of th' Almighty King,
■*■ In ev'ry Age his Praifes fing j
Where e'er the Sun fhall 1 ife or ^tt^
The Nations (hall his Praife repeat.
% Above the Earth, beyond the Sky
Stands his high Throne of Majeftyj ^
Nor Time nor Place his Power ieftrain,
Nor bound his univerfal Reign.
3 Which of the Sons of ^dam dare,
Or Angels, with their GOD compare ?
His Glories hew divinely bright,
Who dwells in uncreated Light ?
4 Behold his Love, he ftoops to view
What Saints above and Angels dqj
And condefcends yet more to know
The mean Affairs of Men below.
5 From Duft and Cottages obfcu) e,
His Grace exalts the humble Poor ;
Gives them the Honour o^ his Son?,
And firs them for their heavenly ThroncJ,
6 [A Word of his creating Voice^
Can nr^ake the barren Houfe rejoice :
Though Sarah's ninety Years were paft,
The promised Seed is born at lalt
7 With Joy the Mother views her Son,
And tells the Wonders GOD has done ;
Faith may grow ftrong when Senfe defpairs j
If Nature fails the Piomife bears.]
PSALM
P S A L M CXV. a©7
PSALM 114.
Miracles attending IfraelV Journey,
I tX7 HEN Ifr^el, freed from Pharash\ Hand^
^^ Left the proud Tyrant, and his Land,
The Tribes with chearf ul Homage own
Their King, and Judah was his Throne.
4 Acjofs the Deep their Journey lay ;
The Deep divides to make them Way ;
Jor^c« beheld their March, and fled
With backward Current to his Head,
3 The Mountains (hook like frighted Sheep^
Like Lambs the little Hillocks leap I
Not Sinai on her Bafe could (land,
Confcious of fov'reign Pow'r at Hand.
^ What Pow'r could make the Deep divide ?
Make Jordan backward roll his Tide ?
Why did ye leap, ye little Hills?
And whence the Fright that Si?fai feels ?
5 Let ev'ry Mountain, ev'ry Flood,
Retire and know th' approaching GOD,
The King of Ifr'el: See him here :
Tremble thou Earth, adore and fear.
6 He thunders^ and all Nature mourns.
The Rock to Handing Pools he turns ;
Flints fpring with Fountains at his Word,
And Fires and Seas confefs the Lord*
PSALM 115. Firft Metre.
7i>e trite God our Refuge j or. Idolatry reproved,
X W^T toourfelves, whoarebut Duft,
^^ Not to ourfelves is Glory due.
Eternal GOD, Thou only Juft,
Thou only Gracious, Wife and True,
« Shine forth in all thy dreadful Name : :
Why fhould a Hiathen'% haughty Tongue
Infult
^fA ^^:A iif4- ftxy^
Infult us, a?id to rarfe pur Shame,
Say, Whereas the G O D you'nje fernj'dfo longs'
J The G O D we ferve maintains his Throne
Above the Clouds, beyond the Skies,
Through all the Earth his Will is done,' '
He knows our Gioan«, he hears our Crie.s^^
4. But the vkin Idols' they ad6r6,' ;. ,
Are fenfeiefs Shapes of Stone and Wdod^!:
At bell a Mafs p^giitt'ring Ore, ' -■
A filver Saint or golden God.
5 [With Eyes arid Ears they carve their Hea(i|
Deaf are tlieir Ears, their Eyes are blindj'
In vainare coftly OflTrings made,
And Vows are fcatter'd in the Wind.-
6 Their Feet were never made to move.
Nor Hands to fave when Mortals pray,
Mortals that pay them Fear or Love^,
Seem to l>e blind and deaf as they.]
7 O Ifr'ely make the Lord thy Hope,
Thy Help, thy^Refuge, and thy Reft j
The Lorf^^a'^ \i\x\\d thy Ruins up.
And blefs the People and the Prieft.
8 The Dead no more can fpeak thy Pjaife,
They dwell iiiSiJehce and the Grave j
But we (hall livfe to fing thy Grace,
And tell the World thy PowV to faVe.
P S A L lA'-'it'i. Second Metre. As the NewTutie
. „ of the coth ^Talm.
' • ' ^Popijh- Idolatry repron^ed.
- A.Pfalm for -the. 5th of November, 7.
J VrOT to our Name's, thou only Juft and True,
•^ ; Not to our worth.lefs Names is Glory du? j
Thy PowY & Grace, thy Truth & Juftice claim
Immortal Honours to thy fov'reign Name.
. , • [Abode,
Shine through the Earth from Heav'n, thy bleft
Nor ietthe Heathens fay, ^'Amiivherfsyour God?
a Hcav'w
PSALM CXy« ao9
' ^Throne,
% Heav'n is thine higher Court : There itands thy
And thro' the lower Worlds thy Will is done :
[fpr&ad,
Our God fram'd all this Earth, thefeHeav'ns he
But Fools adore theGods theirHands havemadeo
The kneeling Croud with Looks devout behold
Their Silver Saviours, and their Saints of Gold,
3 [Vain are thofe artful Shapes of Eyes and Ears }
The molten Image neither fees nor hears ; ,
Their Hands ^re helpiefs, nor th«ir Feet Q^n
(move.
They have no Speech, nor Thought, nor Pow'r,
[nor Love j
Yet fottifli Mortals make their long Complaints
To their deaf Idols, and their movelefs Saints.
4 The Rich have Statues v^ell adorn'd with Gold,
The Poor content with Gods of coarfer Mould,
With Tools of Iron carve the fenfelefs Stock,
Lopt from a Tree, or broken from a Rock :
People and Prreft drive on the folemn Trade,
And truft the Gods, that Saws and Hammers
[made.
5 Be Heav'n and Earth amaz'd ! 'Tis hard to fay
Which is more ftupid, or their Gods, oc theyy
O //rW, truft the Lord : He hears and fees^
He knows thy Sorrows, and reftores thy Peace i
His Worfhipdoes a thoufand Comforts yield.
He is thy Hglp,. and jie thine iieav-^nly Shiield,
6 O Britain, truft the Lord : Thy Foes in vain
Attempt thy Ruin, and oppole his Reign j "
Had they prevail'd, Darknefs had clos'd our
z^ [Days,
And Deith and Silence had forbid his Praife :
But we are fav'd, and live : Let Songs arife,
And Briton; bkk the GOD that built the Skies.
PSALJ^
ei» PSALM CXVI.
PSALM 1 1 6. TirfiFarU
Recovery from Sicknefs,
t T L O V E the Lord ; lie heard my Cries,
•*■ And pity'd every Groan,
Long as I live, when Troubles rife,
I'll haften to his Throne.
% I love the Lord j he bow'd his Ear,
And chas'd my Griefs away :
O let my Heart no more de/pair.
While I have Breath to pray !
3 My Flefh declin'd, my Spirits fell,
And I drew near the Dead,
While inward Pangs and Fears of HcU
Perplex'd my wakeful Head.
^ *' My GOD, I cry'd, thy Servant fave,
" Thcu ever good and juft j
= *' Thy Pow'r can refcue from the Grave,
*' Thy PowV is all my Truft."
5 The Lord beheld me fore diftreit,
He bid my Pains remove :
Return, my Soul, to God t-hy Relt-,
For thou haft known his Love.
6 My GOD hath fa v'd my Soul from Death-,
And dry'd my falling Tears:
Now to his Praife I'll fpend my Breath,
And my remaining Years.
PSALM Ti6. V. i», &c. Second Part,
ro'-ws made in Trouble paid in the Church j or,,
public Thanks for private Deliverance,
1 \;n- HAT fliall I render to my GOD
^^ For all his Kindnefs fhown ?
My "cet (hall vilit thine Abode,
My Songs addrefs thy Throne.
Among tke I'^aints that fill thine Houfe [
Mv or-; Kig (hall be paid j Tlier
PSALM cxvir.
There fli all my Zeal perform the Vows
My Soul in Anguifti made.
How much is Mercy thy Delight,
^|iou ever bleffed GOD!
[ How dear thy Servants in thy Sight ?
i H^w precious is their Blood 1
1 4 Ho;»(r"^appy all thy Servants are !
How great thy Grace to me !
My Life which thoikhaft made thy Care^
Lord, I devote to Thee.
• 5 Now I am Thine, for ever Thine,
^ Nor (hall my Purpofe move :
Thy Hand has loos'd my Bonds of Pain,
And bound me with thy Love.
6 Here in thy Courts I leave my Vow,
And thy rich Grace record j
Witnefs, ye Saints, who hear me now,
If I forfake the Lord.
o
P S A L M 117. Common Metre*
Praife to God from all Nations.
ALL ye Nations praife the Lord,
Each with a difF'rent Tongue j
In ev'ry Language learn his Word,
And let his Name he fung.
His Mercy reigns through ev'ry Land j
Proclaim his Grace abroad :
For ever firm his Truth fliall ftand j
Praife ye the faithful GOD.
PSALM 117. Long Metre.
FROM ail that dwell below the Skies,
Let the Creator's Praife arife }
Let the r;-?deemer's Name he fung
Through ev'ry Land, by ev"r>/ Tongue.
Eicrnal are th^ Mercies, Lord ;
Eternal Truth^.^^t^nds ^'-
ftia PSALM CXVm.
Thy Praife (hall found from Shore to Shore,
Till Sun ftiall rife and fet ne more.
PSALM 117. Short Metre.
1 fW^ H Y Name, Almighty Lord,
J Shall found through diftant Lands ;
Great is thy Grace, and fure thy Word j
Thy Truth for ever ftaftds.
2 Far be thine Honour fpfread.
And long thy Praife endUre,
Till Morning-Light and Evening-Shade
Shall be exchanged no more.
PSALM iiS. v. 6— 1 5. firflPart.
Deli'verance from a Tumult,
I npiHE Lord appears my Helper now,
J[ Nor is my Faith afraid
What all the Sons of Earth can do.
Since Heav'n affords its Aid.
4 *Tis fafer. Lord, to hope in Thee,
And have my G O D my Friend,
Than trull in Men of high Degree,
And OH their Truth depend.
3 Like Bees, my Foes befet me round,
A large and angry Swsrm j
But 1 ftiall all their Rage confound.
By thine Almighty Arm.
4. Tis through the Lord my Heart is ftrong,
In him my Lips rejoice j
While his Salvation is my Song,
How chearful is my Voice !
5 Like angry Bees they girt me round j
WhtMi GOD appears th«y fly ;
So burning Thorns, with crackb-
Make a fierce BJaze, and di^
^^f' Saints and Peace ^
" ■ th<rir
PSALM CXVIII. *i3
Let I/r'el tune immortal Songs
To his Almighty Grace.
PSALM 118. a/. 17—21. Second Part,
Public Praifefor Deli'verance from Death,
I T ORD, thou haft heard thy Servant's cry,
JL/ And refcu'd from the Grave j
Now ftiall he live j (and none can die.
If GOD refoive to fave.)
a Thy Praife, more conftant than before.
Shall fill his daily Breath ;
Thy Hand, that hath ehaftis'd him fore.
Defends him ftill from Death.
J Opea the Gates of Sion now,
For we Ihall worfhip there,
The Houfe where all the Righteous go,
Thy Mercy to declare.
4 Among th' Affemblies of thy Saints,
Our thankful Voice we raife j
There we have told Thee our Complaints,
And there we ^peak thy Praife.
PSALM 118. v. **, 13. Third Part,
Chrift the Foundation of his Church.
X U EHOLD the Aire Foundation-Stone,
jD Which G O D in Sion lays,
To build our heavnly Hopes upon,
And his eternal Praife.
% Chofen of G OD, to Sinners dear.
And Saints ado^e the Name,
They truft their whole Salvation here.
Nor ihali they fuffer Shame.
3 The fooiiili Builders, Scribe and Prieft,
. Rejedl it with Difdain ;
Yet on this Rock the Church (hall reft, .
And iEnvy rage in vain.
K 2 4 What
%i^ PSALM CXVIII.
4 What though the Gates of Hell withftocd ?
Yet muft this Building rife :
'Tis thy own Work, Almighty GO D,
And wond'rous in our Eyes.
PSALM 118. Fourth Part. <v. 14. 45, i*
Hofanna j the Lord's-Day 5 or, Chrift'j Refurrefti
and our Sal'vation.
% np H I S is the Day the Lord hath made,
Jl He calls the Hoars his own ;
Let Heav'n rejoice, let Earth be glad,
And Praife furround thy Throne.
4 To-day he rofe and left the Dead i
And Satan's Empire fell j
To-day the Saints his Triumph fpread,
And all his Wonders tell.
5 Ho/anna to th' anointed King,
To Da'vid's holy Son :
Help us, O Lord j defcend and bring
Salvation from thy Throne.
^ Bleft be the Lord, who comes to Men
With MelTages of Grace ;
Who comes in G O D his Father's Name,
To fave our finful Race.
5 Ho/anna in the higheft Strains
The Church on Earth can raife ;
The higheft Heav'ns, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler Praife.
^SALM 118 1/. 22— ay. Short Mctr
Hofanna/(?r the Lords-Day i or, a new
of Salvation hy Chrift.
1 QEE what a living Stone
i^ Th? Builders did refufej
Yet GOD hath built his Church thereon,
In Spite of envious Jeivs.
'I
PSALM CXVIIL i^r
» The Scribe and angry Prieft
Rejefl thine only Son ;
Yet on this Rock ihall Sion reft,
As the chief Corner-Stone,
3 The Work, O Lord, is Thine,
" Aad wondYous in our Eyes :
This Day declares it all divine,
This Day did J ejus rife.
4 This is the glorious Day
That our Redeemer made ;
Let us rejoice, and fing and pray,
Let all the Church beglad.
5 Hofanna to the King
Of Danjid's Royal Blood ;
Blefs Him, ye Saints, Hecomes to biing
Salvation from your GOD.
6 We blefs thine holy Word,
Which 3ll this Grace difpliys ;
And offer en thine Altar, Lord,
Our Sacrifice of Praife.
PSALM II 8. 'v.iz-'-ij. Long Metre,
An Hofanna for the LorctsDay ; or, A ne^v Song
of Sal'vation by Chv'i^.
, 1 T O, what a glorious Corner-Stone
- i J The Jenvi/k Builders did refnfe :
But GOD hath built his Church thereon.
In Spite of Envy, and the Je^s.
a Great GOD, the Work is all divine.
The Joy and Wonder of our Eyes ;
This is the Day that proves it thine,
The Day that faw our Saviour rife.
3 Sinners rejoice, and Saints be glad j
Hofanna, let his Name be bleft ;
A thoufand Honours on his Head,
With Peacft and Light and Glory jf iV i
aj6 PSALM CXIX.
4- In G O D's own Name he comes, to bring
Salvation to our dying Race ;
Let the wbol* Church addrcfs their King
With Hearts of Joy, a»d Songs of Praile.
PSALM CXIX.
[/ have celled ed and difpofed the mafi ufeful Verfes
•f this Pfalm under eighteen different Headsy and
jortntd a Divine Song u*fOn each of them. But thf
Vitfei are much tranjpofedy to attain fome Degree of
Connexion.
In fome Places, amimg the Words, Law, Com-
mand?, Judgments, Teftimonies, / ha%'e ufed
Gofpel, Word, Grace, Truth, Fremifes, ^c.
as more agreeable to the Neiv-Tefiament^ and the
(ommon Langu&ge of Lbrifians, and it equally an-
fujers the Dtjign of the Pfahnift, 'which n^ai t9 re-
commend the holy Scripture-I
PSALM 119. Firjf Part.
The BleJJednefj of Saints^ and Mtfery of Sinners,
Ver. I, 2, 3.
J r> L E S T are the undcfil'd in Heart,
J]j Whofe Ways are right and clean }
Who never from thy Law depart.
But fly from evYy Sin.
z Blelt aie the hitn that keep thy Word,
And pfaftife thy Commands j
With their whole Heart they feek the Lord,
And ferve Thee with their Hands.
Ver. \$^.
3 Great is their Peace who love thy Law ;
How firm their Souls abide !
Nor can a bold Temptation draw
Their fteady Feet afide.
Ver. 6.
4. Then fliall my Heart have inward Joy,
And keep my Face from Shame,
When
P S A L M CXIX. ai7
When all thy Statutes I obey.
And honour all thy Name. - •
Ver. 41, iiS.
5 But haughty Sinners God will hate.
The Proud fhall die accurft ;
The Sons of Falfhood and Deceit
Are trodden to the Durt.
Ver. 1 19 1 155-
6 Vile as the Drofs the Wicked are j
And thofe that leave thy Ways
Shall fee Salvation from afar,
But never tafte thy Grace.
PSALM 119. Secofid Part.
Secret De'votion and Spiritual Mindednefi j Ofj
Conjlant Con'verfe with God.
Ver. 147, 55.
1 ^l*' O Thee, before the dawning Light,
X My gracious G O D, I pray j
I meditate thy Name by Night,
And keep thy Law by Day,
Ver. 8i.
a My Spirit faints to fee thy Grace,
Thy Promife bears me up,
And while Salvation long delays.
Thy Word fupports my Hope.
Ver. 164.
3 Seven Times a Day I lift my Hands,
And pay my Thanks to Thee,
Thy righteous Providence demands
Repeated Praifc from me.
Ver. 6z.
4 When Midnight Darknefs veils the Skies,
I call thy Works to mind j
My Thoughts in vt^arm Devotion rife.
And fwcct Acceptance find.
K4 PSALM
218 PSALM CXIX.
PSALM 119. rkird Part.
ProfeJtiun of Sincerity, Repentanct and Obedience.
Ver. 57, 60.
5 '^ HOU art my Portion, O my G O D j
JL Soon as I know thy Way,
My Heart makes Hafte f obey thy Word,
And fufFeis no Delay.
Ver. 30, 14.
% I chufe the Path of Heav'nly Truth,
And glory in my Choice j
' Not all the Riches of the Earth
Could make me fo rtjoice.
5 TheTeliimonies cf thy Grace
I let before my Eyes ;
Th'-nce I derive my daily Strength,
And there my Comfort lies.
Ver. 59.
4 If once I wander from thy Path,
i think upon my Ways,
Tiien turn ray Feet to thy Commands,
And ti ufl thy pard'ning Grace.
Ver. 94, I J 4.
5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
O fave thy Servant, Lord ;
Thou art rny Shield, my Hiding-place;
My Hope is in thy Word.
Vt-r. 112.
6 Thou haftinclin'xi this Heart of mine
Thy Statutes to fulfil ;
And thus till mortal Life fhall end
Would I perform thy Will.
PSALM 119. fourth Part,
Injlru^ion from Scripture.
Ver. 9.
O W (hall the Young fecure their Hearts
And guard their Lives from Sin j
Th'
H
F S A L M CXDC. ;■ 19
Thy Word the choiceft Rules imparts
To keep the Confcience cleans
Ver. 130.
a When once it enters to the Mind,
It fpreads fiich Light abroad.
The meaneft Souls Inftruftion find,
And raife their Thoughts to GO Dc
Ver. 105.
3 'Tis like the Sun, a heav'nly Light,
That guides us all the Day j
And through the Dangers of the Nighty
A Lamp to lead our Way.
Ver. 99, 100.
4. The Men that keep thy Law with Care^
And meditate thy Word,.
Grow wifer than their Teachers are.
And better know rhe Lord.
Ver. 104, 113.
5 Thy Precepts make me truly wife |
I hate the Sinner's Road :
I hate my own vain Thoughts that riie^
But love thy Law, my G O D.
Ver. 89, 90, 91,
6 [The ftarry Heav'ns thy Rule obeyj
The Earth maima5n> her Place |
And thefe thy Set vans s Night and Day
Thy Skill aad Pow'r exprsfs.
J But ftill thy Law^ and Gofpel, Lord,
Have Leflons more divine :
Not Earth ftands firmer than thy Word,
Nor Stars fo nobly ihine.]
Ver. 1 60, r4o, 9, 116.
S Thy Word is everlafting Truth 5
How pure is ev'ry Page !
That holy Book {hall guide our Youth,
And well fupport our Age,
K5 FSALM
aio PSALM CXIX.
PSALM 119. Fifth Part.
Delight in Sfripture ; or, Tbt Word of God
dnvilling in us,
Ver. 97.
1 f\ HOW I love thy holy Law f
KJ 'Tis daily my Delight ;
And thence nvy Meditations draw
Divine Advice by Night.
Ver. i4g.
t My waking Eyes prevent the Day
To meditate thy Word ;
My Soul with Longing melts away
To hear thy Gofpel, Lord.
Ver. 3, 13, 54.
3 How doth thy Word my Heart •ngage ?
How well employ my Tongue ?
And in my tirefome Pilgrimage
Yields me a hcav'nly Song.
Ver. 19, 103.
4. Am I a Stranger, or at Home :
'Tis my perpetual Feaft j
Not Honey dropping from the Comb
So much allures the Tafle.
Ver. 72, 127,
5 NaTreafures fo enrich the Mind ^
Nor fhall thy Word be fold
For Loads of Silver well refin'd.
Nor Heaps of choiceft Gold.
Ver. jg, 49, 175.
i When Nature finks, and Spirits droojv
Thy Promifes of Grace
Are Pillars to fupport my Hope,
And iheie I write thy Praifc.
PSALM
PSALM 119. Sixth Pari,
Holinefs and Comfort from the IVord,
Ver. 128.
1 T ORD, I efteem thy Judgments right,
I J And all thy Statutes juft j
Thence I maintain a conftant Fight
With ev'ry flattering Luit.
Vcr. 97, 9.
t, Thy Precepts otten 1 furvey j
I keep thy Law in Sight,
Through all the Bufinefs of the Day,
To form my Anions right.
Ver. 62.
3 My Heart in Midnight S lence cries,
«* How fweet thy Comforts be 5"
My Thoughts in holy Wonder rife.
And bring their Thanks, to^ Thee.
Ver. i«Sa.
4 And when my Spirit drinks her Fill,
At feme good Word of thine.
Not mighty Men that fhare the Spoil
Have Joys compar'd to mine,
P S A L M 119.^ Se'venth Part,
ImperfeSion of Natttrii and Ferftdlionof Scrtpturew^
Ver. 96. Paraphra ed.
1 1 ET all the //m/Af« Writers join
J_y To form one pe; fe6l Book j
Great G O D if once compared with thine,
How mean their Writings look.
% Not the moft pr;e6l Rules they gsve
Could fhtw one Sin forgiv'n :
Nor le-^d a Sn^p beyond the Grave j
But thine condufts to Heaven.
J Tve feen an End of what we call
Perfedlion here below j
222 F S A L M CXIX.
How (hort thePow'rs of Nature fall.
And can no farther go.
4 Yet Men wowld fain be juft with God,
By Works their Hands have wrought ;
But thy Commands, exceeding br oad^
Extend to evVy Thought.
5 In vain we boaft Perfeftion here,
While Sin defiles our Frames
And finks our Virtues down fo far.
They fcarce deferve the Name.
$ Our Faith, and Love, and ev'ry Grac€
Fall far below thy Word;
But perfed Truth and Righteoufnefe
Dwell only with the Lord.
PSALM 119. Eighth Part.
The Word of God // the Sainfs Portion ; or,
I'be ExcelUncj and Variety of Scripture.
Ver. in. Paraphrafed. ,^
I T O R D, I have made thy Word my Choice,'
I J My lafting Heritage ;
There fhall my nobleft Pow'rs rejoic€.
My warmeft Thoughts engage,
a ril read the Hift'ries of thy Love,
And keep thy Laws in Sight,
While through the Promifes I rove.
With ever-frefli Delight.
3 *Tis a broad Land of Wealth unknown.
Where Springs of Life arife,
Seeds of immortal Blifs are fown,
And hidden Glory lies.
^ The beft Relief that Mourners have.
It makes our Sorrows bleft ;
Our faireft Hope beyond tlie Grave,
And our eternal Reft,
PSALM
r
1 Dejin
PSALM CXIX. ai3
PSALM 119. mnthVart,
Dejire of Knowledge ; or. The Teaching of thf
Spirit <vjitb the JVord,
Ver. 64, 68, 18.
1 npHY Mercies fill the Earth, O Lord^
\ How good thy Works appear !
Open mine Eyes to read thy Word,
And fee thy Wonders there.
Ver. 73, 145.
a My Heart was fafhion'd by thy Hand,
My Service is thy due,
O make thy Servant underftand
The Duties he maft do.
Ver. 19.
3 Since I'm a Stranger here below,
Let not thy Path be hid,
But mark the Road my Feetfhould go.
And be my conftant Guide.
Ver. 26.
4 When I confefsM my wand'ring Ways,
Thou heard'ft my Soul complain :
Grant me t>i« Teachings of thy Grace,
Ot^-flrSll ftray again.
Ver. 33, 34,
5 If GOD to me his Statutes (hew.
And heav'nly Truth impart.
His Works for ever I'l] purfue.
His Law Ihall rule my Heart.
Ver. 50, 71.
^ This was my Comfort when I bore
Variety of Grief,
It made me learn thy Word the more.
And fly to that Relief.
Ver. 51.
7 [In vain the Proud deride me now 5
I'll ne'er forget thy LaWj
an PSALM CXDT.
Nor let that blefled Gofpel go
Whence all my Hopes I draw.
Ver. 27, 171.
S When 1 have learn'd my Father's Will,
I'll teach the World his Ways ;
My thankful Lips infpir'd with Zeal,
Shall loud pronounce his Praife.]
PSALM 11^ Tenth Part.
Pleading the Fromifes.
Ver. 38, 49-
% TJ E H O L D thy waiting Servant, Lord,
J3 Devoted to thy Fearj
Remember, and confirm thy Word,
For all my Hopes are there,
Ver. 4,1, 58, i«7.
a Haft thou not writ Salvation down,
Aod promised quick'ning Grace ?
Doth not my Heart addrefs thy Throne ?
And yet thy Love delays.
Ver. 123, 41.
3 Mine Eyes for thy Salvation failj
O bear thy Servant up ;
Nor let the fcofling Lips prevail,
Who dare reproach my Hope.
Ver. 49, 74.
4 Didft thou not raifc my Faith, O Lord >
Then let thy Truth appear :
Saints fhall rejoice in my Reward,
And truft as well as fear.
PSALM 119. Eleventh Part,
Breathing after Holinefs,
Ver. s, ^3.
X /^ That the Lord would guide my Ways
\J To keep his Statutes ftill!
O that my God would grant me Grace
To kjiow and do his Willi
Ver^
PSALM CXIX. i%s
Ver. 29.
a O fend thy Spirit down to write
Thy Law upon my Heart !
Nor let nay Tongue indulge Deceit,
Nor a6t the Liar's Part.
Ver. 37, 36.
3 From Vanity turn off my Eyes ;
Let no corrupt Defign,
Nor covetous Defires arife
Within this Soul of mine.
Ver. 133.
4 Order my Footfteps by thy Word,
And make my Heart fmcere j
Let Sin have no Dominion, Lord,
But keep my Confcience clear.
Ver. 176.
5 My Soul hath gone too far aftray.
My- Feet too often flip j
Yetfmce I've not forgot thy Way,
Reftore thy wand 'ring Sheep..*
Ver. 35.
4 Make me to walk in thy Commands 5
'Tis a delightful Road j
Nor Jet my Head, or Heart, or Hands,
Offend againft my G O D.
PSALM iig. Twelfth Part,
Breathing after Comfort and Deli'veranu,
Ver. 153.
X TV T Y G O D, confider my Diftrefs,
iVl Let Mercy plead my Caufe j
Thowgh I have finn'd againft thy Grace,
I can't forget thy Laws.
Ver. 39, n«.
^ Forbid, forbid the (harp Reproach,
Which! fojuftly fear J
Uphold my Life, uphold my Hopes,
^or let ray Shame appear.
V«r
ta6 PSALM CXIX.
Ver. 142, J 35.
3 Be thou a Surety, Lord, for me,
Nor let the Prcud opprefs j
But make thy waiting Servant fee
The Shining! of thy Face.
Ver. 8a.
4. My Eyes with Expeftation fail,
My Heart within me cries,
«* When nvi/i the Lord his Truth ful/ii,
** And make my Comforts rife.''
Ver. 131.
5 Look down upon my Sorrows, Lord,
And fhew thy Grace the fame,
As thou art ever wont t' afford
To thofe that love thy Name.
PSALM 119, Thirteenth Part.
Holy Fear, and Tendernefs of Confcience.
Ver. 10.
1 \JK7 ITfi my whole Heart IVe fought thy
VV O let me never ftray (Facc>
From thy Commands," O GOD of Grace^
Nor tread the Sinners Way.
Ver. 11.
2 Thy Word I've hid within my Heart
To keep my Confcience clean,
And be an everlafting Guard
From ev*ry rifmg Sin.
Ver. 63, 53, 158.
3 I'm a Companion of the Saints,
Who fear and love the Lord ;
My Sorrows rife, my Nature faints.
When Men tranfgrefs thy Word.
Ver. i6i, 163.
4 While Sinners do thy Gofpel wrong,
My Spirit ftands in Awej
My Soul abhors a lying Tongue,
But loves thy righteous Law.
Ver.
PSALM CXIX. 6*7
Ver. i6i, lio.
5 My Heart with facred Rev'rence hears
The Threatnings of thy Wor<3 j
My Flefh with hofy Trembling fears
The Judgments of the Lord.
Ver. 166, 174..
5 My GOD, I long, I hope, I wait
For thy Salvation Hill i
While thy whole Law is my Delightj
And I obey thy Will.
PSALM 119. Tour teentb Part.
Eenejit of Jiffi-MionSt and Support under them.
Ver. 153, 81, 82.
1 /^ O N S I D E R all my Sorrows, Lordj
%. J And thy Deliv'ranoe fend j
My Soul for thy Salvation faints,
W^hen will niy Troubles end ?
Ver. 72.
2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me
To bear my Father's Rod j
Afili6tions make me learn thy Law,
And live upon my GOD.
Ver. 50.
3 This is the Comfort I enjoy
W^hen new Diftrefs begins:
I read thy Word, I run thy Way,
And hate my former Sins.
Ver. 92.
4 Had not thy Word been my Delight,
When earthly Joys were fled,
My Soul, oppreft with Sorrows Weight,
Had funk araongft the Dead.
Ver. 75.
5 I know thy Judgments, Lord, are right,
Though they may feem fevere j
The fharpeft SufF'rings I endure.
Flow from thy faithful Care,
Ver.
ai8 PSALM CXIX.
Ver. 67.
i Before I knew thy chaft'ning Rod,
My Feet were apt to ftray j
But now I learn to keep thy Word,
Nor wander from thy Way.
PSALM 119. Fifteenth Part.
Holy Refolutions,
Ver. 93.
X f^ T H A T thy Statutes evVy Hour
\ J Might dwell upon my Mind 1
Thence I derive a quick'ningPow'r,
And daily Peace 1 find.
Ver. 15, 16.
% To meditate thy Precepts, Lord,
Shall be my rweet Employ j
My Soul fhall ne'er forget thy Word,
Thy Word is all my Joy.
Ver. 32.
3 How would I run in thy Commands,
If thou my Heart difcharge
From Sin and Satan ^ hateful Chains,
And fet my Feet at large ?
Ve;r. 13, 46.
4 My Lips with Courage (hall declare.
Thy Statutes and thy Name ;
ril fpeak thy Word, though Kings fhould hear.
Nor yield to finful Shame.
Ver. 61, 69, 70.
5 Let Bands of Perfecutors rife
To rob me of my Right,
Let Pride and Malice forge their Lies,
Thy Law is my Dehght.
Ver. 115.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked Race,
Whofe Hands and Hearts are iM j
I love my GOD, I love his Ways,
And mult obey his Will.
PSALM
PSALM CXIX, 229
P S A 1^ M 119. Sixteenth Part,
Frayerfor quickening Grace.
Ver. 25, 37.
I Ti ^ Y Soul lies cleaving to the Dull j
JLVJL Lord, give me Life ^inej
From vain Defires, and ev'ry Lull
Turn oiF thefc Eyes of mine.
z I need th' Influence of thy Grace
To fpeed me in thy Way,
|i' Left I fliould loiter in ray Race,
Or turn my Feet aftray.
Ver. 107.
3 When fore Affliiftions prefs me down,
I need thy quick'ning Pow'rs j
Thy Word that I havie relied on.
Shall help my heavieft Hours,
Ver. 156, 40,
4 Are not thy Mercies fov'reign ftiil.
And thou a faithful GOD ?
Wiit thou not grant me warmer Zeal
To run the heav'nly Road ?
Ver. 159, 40.
5 Does not my Heart thy Precepts love.
And long to fee thy Face !
And yet how flow my Spirits move
Without cnliv'ning Grace ?
Ver. 93.
6 Then ftiall I love thy Gofpel more.
And ne'er forger thy Word,
When 1 have felt its quick'ning Pow'r
To draw me near the Lord.
PSALM 119. Sequent eenth Part.
Courage and Per/ever ance under Perfecutioni or,
Grace Jbining in Difficulties and Trials,
Ver. 143, 28.
I Xll/HE N Pain and Anguifli feize me, Lord,
Y V All my Support is from thy Word :
My
£30 PSALM CXIX.
My Soul diffolves for Heavinefs 5 ;
Uphold me with thy ftrength'ning Grace.
Ver. 51, 69, 110.
* The Proud' have fram'd their ScofFs and Lies,
They watch my Feet with envious Eyes,
And tempt my Soul to Snares and Sin ;
Yet thy Commands I ne'er decline.
Ver. i6i, 78.
3 They hate me, Lord, without a Caufe,
They hate to fee me love thy Laws j
But I will truft and fear thy Name,
Till Pride and Malice die with Shame.
PSALM 119. LafParf.
SanSiif.ed A^iBions j or, Delight in the Word
of God.
Ver. 67, 59.
1 T? AT HER, I blefsthy gentle Hand ;
X"^ How kinci was thy ehaitifing Rod,
That for^z'd tny Confcience to a Stand,
^nd brought my wand'rirg Soul to GOD!
ft Fooiifli and vain I went nftray
E'er I had felt thy Scourges, Lord,
I left my Guide, and lolt my VVay,
But now I love and keep thy Word.
Ver. 71.
3 ''Tis good for me to wear the Yoke,
For Pride is apt to rife and fwell ;
'Tis good to bear my Father's Stroke,
That I might learn his Statutes well.
Ver. 72,
4 The L3w that iffues from thy Mouth
Shall raife my chearful Pafllons more
Than all the Treafnres of the Southt
Or Wefiern Hills of golden Ore.
Ver. 73.
5 Thy Hands have made my mortal Frame,
Thy Spirit form'd my Soul within ;
Teach
PSALM CXX. 231
Teach me^tp know thy wond'rous Name,
And guara me fafe from Death and Sin,
Ver. 74.
f Then all that love and fear the Lord,
At my Salvation fliali rejoice;
For I have hoped in thy Word,
And made thy Grace my only Choice,
PSALM 140.
Complaint of auarrelfome Neighbours ; or, A devout
Wijb for Peace.
5 ^HOU GODof*Love, thou ever-bleft,
1 Pity my faff 'ring State j
When wilt thou fet my Soul at Reft,
From Lips that love Deceit ?
% Hard Lot of mine ! My Days are caft
Among the Sons of Strife,
Whofe never- ceanng Brawlirigs wafte
My golden Hours of Life.
3 O mightlfty to change my Place,
How would I chufe to dwell
In Ibme wild lonefome Wilderncfs,
And leave thefe Gates of Hell 1
4 Peace is the Bleffing that I feek.
How lovely are its Charms !
I am for Peace ; but when I fpeak.
They all declare for Arms.
5 New Paifions ftilj their Souls engage.
And keep their Malice (trong :
What (hall be done to curb thy Rage,
O thou devouring Tongue *
6 Should burning Arrows fmite them through,
Stridl Juftice would approve |
But I had rather fpare my Foe,
And melt his Heart with Love,
PSALM
23* PSALM cxxr.
PSALM III. Long Metre,
Divine Proteftion»
I T T P to the Hills I lift mine Eyes,
\J Th' eternal Hills beyond the Skies j
Thlnce all her Help my Soul derives j
There my Almighty Refuge lies.
% He lives \ the everlafting GOD,
That built the World, that fpread the Flood i
The Heav'ns, with aU their Hofts lie made.
And the dark Regions of the Dead.
5 He guides our Feet, he guards our Way j
His Morning Smilesjblels all the Day ;
He fpreads the Evening Veil, and keeps
The filent Hours, while Ifr'el fleeps.
4 Ifr^dy a Name divinely blcft.
May rife fecure, fecurely reftj
The holy Guardian's wakeful Eyes
Admit no Slumber nor Surprize.
5 No Sun (hall fmite thy Head by Day,
Nor the pale Moon with fickly Ray
Shall blaft thy Couch j no baleful Star
Dart his malignant Fire fo far.
6 Should Earth ..nd Hell with Malice burn,
Still thou (halt go, and ftill return
Safe in the Lord j his heav'nly Care
Defends thy Li(e from ev'ry Snare.
7 On thee foul Spirits have no Pow'r ;
And in thy.laft departing Hour,
Angels, that trace the airy Road,
•hall bear thee homeward to thy G O D.
PSALM 111. Common Metre,
frefernjation by Day and Night.
I fr^ O Heav'n I lift my waiting Eyes j
1 There all my Hopes are laid :
The Lord, that built the Earth and Skies, -
Is my perpetual Aid,
a Their
PSALM CXXI. 433
ft Their Feet fliall never Aide or fall,
Wiiom he deflgns to keep j
His Ear attends the fofteft Call j
His Eyes can never deep.
3 He will fuftain our weakeft Pow'rs
With his Almighty Arm,
And watch our moft unguarded HoHri
Againft furprifing Harm.
4. i/rV/ re joice, and reft fecure.
Thy Keeper is the Lord j
His wakeful Eyes employ his Pow'r
For thine eternal Guard.
5 Nor fcorching Sun, nor fickly Moon,
Shall have his Leave to fraite j
He fhields thy Head from burning Noon,
From blafting Damps at Night.
6 He guards thy Soul, he keeps thy Breath,
Where thickeft Dangers come ;
Go and return, fecure from Death,
Till GOD commands thee home.
PSALM 141. As the 148th Pfalm.
God our Frefervet ,
I TTP WARD I lift mine Eyes,
\J From G O D is all my Aid \
The GOD that built the Skies,
And Earth and Nature made ;
GODistheTowV
To which I fly J .
His Grace is nigh
In ev'ry Hour,
i My Feet fliall never ^\^ty
And fall in fatal Snares,
Since GOD, my Guard and Guide,
Defends me from my Fears.
Thofe wakeful Eyes
That never fleep,
ShaU
a34 PSALM CXXII.
Shall IJrad keep,
WhenB^ngers rife.
3 No burning fleatsby Day,
NorBlafts of Evening Air,
Shall take my Health away.
If G O D be with me there ;
Thou art my Sun,
And thou my Shade,
To guard my Head
By Night or Noon.
4 Haft thou not giv'n thy Word
To fave my Soul from Death ?
And I can truft my Lord
To keep my mortal Breath j
I'll go and come.
Nor fear to die.
Till from on high
Thou call me Home.
PSALM l^^. Common Metre.
Going ti Church.
1 Y T O W did my Heart rejoice to hear
Xx My Friends devoutly fay,
** In Sion let us all appear^
" And keep thefolemn Day /"
2 I love her Gates, I love the Road ;
The Church adorn'd with Grace, ^
Stands like a Palace built for G OD
To fliew his milder Face.
3 Up to her Courts with Joys unknown
The holy Tribes repair j
The Son of Dao'/W holds his Throne,
And fits in Judgment there.
4 He hearjs our Praifes and Complaints:
Aod while his awful Voice
Divides the Sinners from the Saints,
We tremble and rejoice.
PSALM CXXII. J35
5 Peace be within this facred Place,
And Joy a conftjint Gueft !
With holy Gifts and heav'nly Grace
Be her'Attendants blell !
6 My Soul (hall pray for Sion ftill,
While Life or Breath remains ;
There my beft Friends, my Kindred dwell,
There GOD my Saviour reigns.
PSALM 1Z2. Proper Tune.
Going to Church.
z T T O W pleas'd and bleft was I
Jrl To hear the People cry,
« Come^ let usfeek our GOD to Day j"
Yes- with a chearful Zeal
We hade to Sioti's Hill,
And there our Vows and Honours pay.
a Sion, thrice happy Place,
Adorn'd with wond'rous Grace,
And Walls of Strength embrace thee round j
In thee our Tribes appear,
To pray, and praife, and hear
The facred Gofpel's joyful Sound.
3 There Da'vid's greater Son
Has fix'd his Royal Throne,
He fits for Grace and Judgment there j
He bids the Saint be glad.
He makes the Sinner fad,.
And humble Souls rejoice with Fear.
4 May Peace attend thy Gate,
And Joy within thee wait,
To^tlefs the Soul of ev'ry Gueft !
The Man that feeks thy Peace,
And wifhes thine Increafe,
A thoufand Bleffings on him reft !
L 5 My
236 PSALM CXXIV.
5 My Tongue repeats her Vows,
Peace to tbisfacred Houfe !
For there my Friends and Kindred dwell ;
And fince my glorious GOD
Makes thee his bleft Abode,
My Soul (hall ever love thee well.
[Repeat the ^h Stanza, to complete the Tune^^
PSALM 1Z3.
Piecing ivitb Submiffion.
1 /^ Thou whofe Grace and Juftice reign,
\J Enthron'd above the Skies,
To Thee our Hearts would tell their Pain,
To Thee we lift our Eyes.
2 As Servants watch their Mafter's Hand,
And fear the angry Stroke;
Or Maids before their Miftrefs ftand.
And wait a peaceful Look:
3 So for our Sins we juftly feel
Thy Diicipline, O GOD;
Yet wait the gracious Moment ftill.
Till thou remove thy Rod.
4 Thofe that in Wealth and Pleafure live,
Our daily Groans deride.
And thy Delays of Mercy give
Frefti Courage to their Pride.
5 Our Foes infult us, but our Hope
In thy Companion lies ;
This Thought (hall bear our Spirits up,
That GOD will not defpife.
H
PSALM 124..
A Song for the 5/A of November.
AD not the Lord, may Ifr'et f^y,
Had not the Lord maintain'd our Side,
When
PSALM CXXV. 43J.
When Men, to make our Lives a Prey,
Rofe like the Swelling of the Tide :
a The fwelling Tide had ftopt our Breath,
So fiercely did the Waters roll,
We had been fwallow'd deep in Death j
Proud Waters had o'erwhelm'd our Soul.
3 We leap for Joy, we (hour and ling,
Who juft efcap'd the fatal Stroke j
So flies the Bird with chearful Wing^
When once the Fowler's Snare is broke.
4 For ever bleffed be the Lord,
Who broke the Fowler's curled Snare,
Who fav'd us from the murd'ring Sword,
And made our Liveg and Souls his Care.
5 Our Help is in Jebo'vah'sNa.mef
Who form'd the Earth, and built the Skies :
He that upholds that wond'rous Frame, '
Guards his own Church with watchful Eyes.
PSALM las^ Common Metre.
The Saints Trial and Safety.
X TTNSHAKEN as the facred Hill,
V^ Aad firm as Mountains be,
Firm as a Rock the Soul fliall reft
That leans, O Lord, on Thee,
a Not Walls nor Hills could guard fo well
Old ^tf/^wj's happy Ground,
As thofe eternal Arms of Love
That ev'ry Saint furround.
3 While Tyrants are a fmarting Scourge
To drive them near to GOD,
Divine Compaffion does allay
The Fury of the Rod.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with Souls fincere,
And lead them fafeiy on
To the bright Gates of Paradife,
Where Chrift their Lord is gone.
La r But
lit PSALM CXXVI.
5 But if we trace thofe crooked Ways
That the old Serpent drew,
The Wrath that drove him firft to Hell
Shall fmite hie Followers too.
PSALM 125. Short Metre.
The Saints Trial and Safety ; or, moderated AffliSitons,
1 TT^IRM and unmov'd are they
Xr That reft their Souls on GOD j
Firm as the Mount where jD^o'ii dwelt,
Or where the Ark abode,
a ^s Mciintalns ftood to guard
The City's facred Ground,
So G ©D, and his Almighty Love,
Embrace his Saints around.
3 What though the Father's Rod
Drop a chaftifing Stroke,
Yet left it wound their Souls too deep,
Its Fury fliall be broke.
4 Deal gently. Lord, with thofe
Whofe Faith and pious Fear,
Whofe Hope, and Love, and ev'ry Grace
Proclaim their Hearts fmcere.
5 Norfliall the Tyrant's Rage
Too long opprefs the Saint ;
The G O D of Ifr'el will fupport
His Children, left they faint.
6 But if cur flavifti Fear
Will chufe the Road to Hell,
We muft expeil: our Portion there,
Where bolder Sinners dwell.
PSALM 126. Long Metre.
'W
Surprizing Deliverance.
HEN GOD reftor'd our captive State,
Joy was our Song, and Grace our Thenie
PSALM CXXVI. 239
The Grace beyond our Hopes Co great.
That Joy appear'd a painted Dream.
I The Scoffer owns thy H md, and pays
Unwilling Honours to thy Name ;
While we with Pleaiure iliout thy Praife,
With chearful Notes thy Love proclaim.
3 When we review our diimal Fears,
'Twas hard to think they vanifti'd Co ;
With GOD we left our flowing Tears,
He makes our Joys like Rivers flow.
4 The Maa that"^in his furrowed Field,
Hisfcatter'd Seed with Sadiiefs leaves.
Will Aiout to fee the Harveft yield
A weicoine Load of joyful Sheaves.
P S A L M 126. Common Metre.
7he Joy of a remarkable Conuerjion \ or, Melan-
choly remo'ved.
1 "1 X/HEN GOD reveaPd his gracious Name,
'VV And chang'd my mournful State,
My Rapture feem'd a pleafing Dream,
The Grace appear'd fo great.
9 The World beheld the glorious Change,
And did thy Hand confefs j
My Tongue broke out in unknown Strains,
And fung furprifing Grace.
3 Great is the IVorkj my Neighbours ery'd.
And own'd the Power divine ;
Great is the Work, my Heart reply'd.
And bi the Glory ttine.
4 The Lord can clear the darkefl Skies,
Can give us Day for Nighc j
Make Drops of facred Sorrow rife
To Rivers of Delight.
5 Let thofe thatfovv in Sadnefs wait
Till the fair Harveft come,
L 3 Thej
240 PSALM CXXVir.x
They fhall confefs their Sheaves are great,
And (hout the Bleffings home.
6 Though Seed lie bury'd long in Duft,
It fhan't deceive their Hope !
The precious Gain can ne'er be loft,
For Grace inlures the Crop.
PSALM 127. Long Metre.
The BleJJing of God on the Bu/mefs and Comforts of
Life,
1 T F GOD fucceed not, all the Coft
J, And Pains to build the Houfe are loft,
If GOD the City will not keep,
The watchful Guards as well may deep.
i What if you rife before the Sun,
And woi ic and toil when Day is done,
Careful and fparing eat your Bread,
To fhun that Poverty you dread.
3 'Tis all in vain, till GOD h:\thbkft;
He can make rich, yet give us Reft ;
Children and Fiiends are Blcflingstoo,
If GOD our Sov'reign make them fb.
4 Happy the Man to whom he fends
Obedient Children, faithful Friends!
How fweet our daily Comforts prove
When they are feafon'd with his Love !
PSALM 117. Common Metre.
God all in all.
1 TF GOD to build the Houfe deny,
Jl The Builders work in vain ;
And Towns without his wakeful Eye
An ufelefs Watch maintain.
2 Before the Morning Beams arife,
Your painful Work renew,
And till the Stars afcend the Skies,
Your tirefome Toil purfue.
1 Short
PSALM CXXIX. »4i
3 Short be your Sleep, and coarfe your Fare j
^ In vain, till G O D has bleft j
But if his Smiles attend your Care,
You (hall have Food and Reft.
4. Nor Children, Relatives, nor Friends,
Shall real Bleffings prove.
Nor all the earthly Joys he fends.
If fent without his Love.
PSALM 128.
Family Blejfings,
i f^ HAPPY Man, whofe Saulls fillM
V^ With Zeal and reverend Avce !
His Lips to G O D their Honours yield,
His Life adorns the Law.
2 A careful Providence Ihall ftand
And ever guard thy Head,
Shall on the Labours of thy Hand
Its kindly Bleffings Oied.
3 Thy Wife (hall be a fruitful Vinej
Thy Children round thy Board,
Each like a Plant of Honour (hine.
And learn to fear the Lord.
4 The Lord fhall thy beft Hopes fulfil
For Months and Years to come j
The Lord who dwells on Stones Hill,
Shall fend thee Bleflings Home.
5 This is the Man whofe happy Eyes
Shall fee his Houfe increafe.
Shall fee the finking Church arife.
Then leave the World in Peace.
PSALM 129.
Perfecutors pumjhed.
I T T P from my Youth, may 7/rV/ fay,
kJ Have I been nurs'd in Tears i
My Griefs were conftant as the Dayj^
And tedious as the Years,
L 4 % Up
241 PSALM CXXX.
a Up from my Youth I bore the Rage
Of all the Sons of Strife j
Oft they affaird my riper Age,
But not deftroy'd my Life.
3 Their cruel Plow had torn my Flefti
With Furrows long and deep,
Hourly they vex'd my Wounds afrcfh,
Nor let my Sorrows fleep.
4 The Lord grew angry on his Throne,
And with impartial Eye,
Mealur'd the Mifchiefs they had done,
Then let his Arrows fl^'.
5 How was their Infolence Uirpris'd
To hear his Thunders roll !
And all the Foes of Ston leiz'd
With Horror to the Soul.
6 Thus (hali the Men that hate the Saints
Beblafted from the Sky ;
Their Glory fades, their Courage faints,
And all their Proje6Vs die.
7 [What though they fiourifti tall and fair.
They have no Root beneath ;
Their Growth fhall perifh in Defpair,
^nd lie defpis'd in Death.]
8 [So Corn that on the Houfe top (lands,
No Hope of Harveft gives j
The Reaper ne'er fhall fill his Hands,
Nor Binder fold the Sheaves.
9 It fprings and withers on the Place j
No Traveller beftows
A Word of Blefling on the Grafs,
Nor minds it as he goes,]
PSALM 130. Common Metre.
Pardoning Grace.
UT of the Deeps of long Diftrefs,
The Borders of Defpair,
PSALM ex^x, -.]
I lent my Cries to feek thy Grace ~
My Groans to move thine Ear.
2 Great GOD, fhould thy feverer Eye,
And thine impartial Hand,
Mark and revenge Iniquity,
No mortal Flefh could ftand.
3 But there are Pardons with my GOD
For Crimes of high Degree j
Thy Son has bought them with his Bloody
To draw us near to Thee.
4 [I wait for thy Salvation, Lord,
With ftrong Defires I wait 5
My Soul, invited by thy Word,
Stands vratching at thy Gate.]
5 [Juft as the Guards that keep the Night,
Long for the Morning Skies,
Watch the firft Beams of breaking Lights
And meet them with their Eyes :
6 So waits my Soul to fee thy Grace,
And more intent than they,
Meets the firft Openings of thy Face^
And finds a brighter Day, J
7 [Then in the Lord let Ifr'el truft,
Let I/yelfeek his Face :
The Lord is good as well as juff,
And plenteous is his Grace.
8 There's full Redemption at his Throne ,
For Sinners long enfl.w'd ;
The great Redeemer is his Son t
And //rV/ ftiail be fav'd.]
PSALM 130. Long Metre,
Pardoning Grate.
1 TT^ROMdeepDiftrefsandtroubledThoushts,
V To Thee, ray G O D, I rais'd my Cries ;
If thou feve.ely mark our Faults,
No Flefh can itand before thine Eyes.
L 5 a But
144 PSALM CXXXII.
» But Thou haft built thy Throne of Grace,
Free to difpenfe thy Pardons there,
That Sinners may approach thy Face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.
3 As the benighted Pilgrims wait.
And long and wifh for breaking Day,
So waits my Soul before thy Gate ;
When will my G OD his Face difplay ?
4 My Truft is fix'd upon thy Word,
Nor fhall I trull thy Word in vain:
Let mourning Souls addrefs the Lord,
And find Relief from all thejr Pain.
4 Great is his Love, and large his Grace,
Through the Redemption of his Son j
He turns our Feet from finful Ways,
And pardons what our Hands have done.
PSALM i3f.
Humility and SuhmiJJtBn.
» TS there Ambition in my Heart ?
X Search, gracious GOD, and fee j
Or do I a^ a haughty Pa; t ?
Lord, I appeal t*; Thee,
ft I charge my Thoughts, be humble ftill.
And all my Carriage mild,
Content, my Father, with thy Will,
And quiet as a Child.
3 The patient Soul, the lowly Mind,
Shall have a large Reward j
Let Saints in Sorrow lie refign'd,
And truft a faithful Lord.
PSALM 132. 1'. 5, 13—18. Long Metre.
At the Setilement of a Church \ or. The Ordination
of a Mimfier,
% \T 7H E R E (hall we go to feek and find
V V An Habitation for our G O D j
PSALM CXXXIi. s5^l
A Dwelling for th' eternal Mind,
Amongft the Sons of Flefh and Blood ?
a The GO D of Jacob chofe the Hill
Of Ston for his ancient Reft ;
And Sion is his Dwelling ftill,
His Church is with his Prefence blefl.
3 Here will I fix my gracious Throne,
And reign forever, faith the Lord j
Here (hail my Pow'r and Love be known,
And Bleffings (hall attend my Word.
4 Here will I meet the hungry Poor,
And fill their Souls with living Bread ^
Sinners that wait before my Door
With fweet Provifions fhali be fed.
5 Girded with Truth, and cloth'd with Grace,
My Priefts, my Minifters fhall Ihine j
Not y^aro«, in his coftly Drefs,
Made an Appearance fo divine.
6 The Saints, unable to contain
Their inward Joys, fiiall fhout and fing.
The S0n of Dwvid here fhall reign,
KviASion triumph in her King.
7 \.J^f^^ ^3ll fee a numVous Seed
Born here t' uphold his glorious Namt j
His Crown (hall flourifh on his Head,
While all his Foes are cloath'd with Shame.)
PSALM 131. *w.4j 5>7»8, 15-17. Com. Met,
A Church efiablijhed.
1 '%^ O Sleep nor Slumber to his Eyes,
iN Good David would afford.
Till he had found below the Skies
A Dvi-^Uingfor the Lord,
t The Lord in Sion plac'd his Name,
His Ark was fettled there j
To Sion the whole Nation camep
To worship thric« a Year^ .
L 6 "3 Mt
14-6 PSALM CXXXIII.
8 But we have no fuch Length to go.
Nor wander far abroad ;
Where-e'er thy Saints aflemble now,
There is a Houfe for GOD.
PAUSE.
4 Arife, O King of Grace, arife,
And enter to thy Reft ;
Lo ! thy Church waits with longing Eyes,
Thus to be own'd and bl«ft.
5 Enter with all thy glorious Train,
Thy Spirit and thy Word ;
Ail that the Ark did once contain
Could no fuch Grace afford.
6 Here, mighty GOD, accept our Vows,
Here let thy Praife be fpi ead :
Blefs the Provifions of thy Houfe,
And fill thy Poor with Bread.
7 Here let the Son of Da^vidttign,
Let G O D's Anointed fiiine j
Juftice and Truth his Court maintain,
With Love and Pow'r divine. \
8 Here let him hold a lafting Throne,
And as his Kingdom grows,
Frefh Honours (hall adorn his Crown,
And Shame confound his Foes.
PSALM 133. Common Metre,
Brother^ Lo-ve.
1 T ^» what an entertaining Sight
JLy Are Bi ethren that agree j
Brethren, whofe'chearful Hearts unite
In B.Tiids of Piety,
i When Streams of Love from Chrift the Spring
Defcend to ev'ry Soul,
And keav'nly Peace, with balmy Wing
Shades and bedews the Whole.
3^Ti8
PSALM eXXXIII. »47
3 'Tis like the Oil divinely fweet
On Aaron ^ reverend Head,
The trickling Drops perfum'd hie Feet,
And o'er his Garments fpread.
4 'Tis pleafant as the Morning Dews
That fall on ^/Ws Hill,
Where G O D his mildeft GXovy fhews,
And makes his Grace diftil.
PSALM 133. Short Metre.
Communion of Saints ; or, Lo've and Worfliip in
a Family.
X Q LE S T are the Sons of Peace,
|jf Whofe Hearts and Hopes aie one,
"Whofe kindDefigns to ferve and pleafe.
Through all their Aftions run.
a Bleft is the pious Houfe,
Where Zeal and Friendihip meet,
Their Songs of Praife, their mingled Vows
Make their Communion fv/eet.
-3 Thus when on Aaron^ Head
They poured the rich Perfume,
The Oal through all his Raiment fpread^
And Pleafure fill'd the Room,
4 Thus on the heav'nly Hills,
The Saints are Bleft above,
Wher« Joy like Morning Devi' diftils,
And all the Air is host.
PSALM 133. As thei22d Pfalm.
The BlfJJings of Friendfhip,
' TT O W pleafant 'tis to fee
i~l Kindred and Friends agree,
Each in their proper Station move.
And each fulfil their Part
With fympathizing Heart,
In all the Cares of Life and Love 1
'Tis
248 PSALM CXXXV.
2 'Tis like the Ointment flied
.On Aaron's facred Head,
Divinely rich, divinely fweet 5
The Oil through all the Room
Diffused a choice. Perfume,
Ran through his Robes, and bleft his Feet.
3 Like fruitful Show'rs of Rain
That water ali the Plain,
Defcending from the neighbouring Hills 5
Such Streams of Pleafure roll
Through ev'ry friendly Soul,
Where Love like heav'nly Dew diftils.
Repeat the jirji Stanza^ to complett the Tunf,
PSALM !3+.
Daily and Nightly Devotion*
X XT'E that obey th' immortal King,
JL Attend his holy Place,
Bow to the Glories of his Pow'r,
And blefs his wondVous Grace.
» Lift up your Hands by Morning-Light,
And fend your Souls on high ;
Raife your admiring Thoughts by Night
Above the ftarry Sky.
3 The GOD of Sion chears cur Hearts
With Rays of quickening Grace j
The GOD that fpreads the Heav'ns abroad.
And rules the fwelling Seas.
PSALM 135, i-4> >4> i9"i». firji Part.
Long Metre.
The Church is GodV Houfe and Care.
I "P RAISE ye the Lord; exalt his Name,
JL While in his holy Courts ye wait,
Ye Saints, that to his Houfe belong.
Or ftand attending at his Gat*.
a P4aife
PSALM CXXXV. g^9
^ Praife ye the Lord ; the Lord is good j
To praife his Name is Iweet Employ j
//rV/ ke choie of old, and ftill
His Church is his peculiar Joy.
3 The Lord himfelf will judge his Saints j
He treats his Servants as his Friends j
And y^hen he hea^s their fore Complaints,
Repents the Sorrowxthat he fends.
4 Through every Age the Lord declares
His Name, and breaks th' Oppreflbr's Rod^
He gives hisfufF'ring Servants Reft,
- And will be known 7/?' Almighty GOD,
5 Blefs ye the Lord, who tafte his Love,
People and Priefts exalt his Name,
Amongft his Saints he ever dwells j
His Church is his JerujaUm,
PSALM 135. Ver. 5— ij. Second VarU
7'he Works of Creation^ fro'videncey Redemption of
Ifrael, and Defiru^ion of Enemies,
i f^ RE AT is the Lord, exalted high
VT Above all Pow'is, and every 1 brone ^
Whate'er he pleafe in Earth or Sea,
Or Heaven, or Hell, his Hand hath <ione.
a At his Comtnand the Vapours rife,
The Lightnings fla{h, the Thunders roar 5
He pours the Rain, he brings the Wind
And Tempeft from his airy Store.
3 'Twas he thofe dreadful Tokens fent,
O Egypt, through thy ftubborn Land 5
When all thyfirft-born, Beafts and Men
Fell dead by his avenging Hand.
4 What mighty Nations, mighty Kings,
He flew, and their v%hole Country gave
To J/rV/, whom his Hand redeemed,
No mor* to be proud Pharaoh' & Slave I
5 His
450 PSALM CXXXV.
5 His PowV the fame, the fame his Grace,
That faves us from the Hofts of Hell j
> And Heav'n he gives us to pofTefs,
Whence thofe apoftate Angels fell.
PSALM 135. Common Metre.
Praife due to God, not to Idols.
1 A W AKE,yeSaints; To praife your King
l\. Your fweeteft PafHons raife,
Your pious Pieafure, while you fmg,
Increafing with the Praife.
% Great is the Lord ; and Works unknown
Are his divine Employ j
But ftill his Saints are near his Throne,
HisTreafure and his Joy.
3 Heav'n, Earth, and Sea confefs his Hand j
He bids the Vapours rife ;
Lightning and Storm at his Command
Sweep through the founding Skies.
4 All Pow'r that Gods or Kings have claim'd
Is found with him alone;
But Heathen Gods fhould ne'er be nam'd
Where our Jeho'Vah^s known.
5 Which of the Stocks or Stones they truft
Can give them Show'rs of Rain ?
In vain they worfliip glitt'ring Duft,
And pray to Gold in vain.
6 [Thek- Gods have Tongues that cannot talk.
Such as their Makers gave :
Their Feet were ne'er delign'd to walk j
Nor Hands have Pow'r tofave.
7 Blind are their Eyes, their Ears are deaf,
Nor hear when Mortals pray ;
Mortals, that wait for their Relief,
Are blind and deaf as they.]
% O, Britain! know thy living GOD,
Serve him with Faith and Fear ;
He makes thy Churches his Abode,
Aad claims thine Honours there.
PSALM
PSALM CXXXVI. tsi
F S A L M 136. Common Metre.
God*s Wonders of Creation^ Providence, Redemption
of Ifrael, and Sah'^tion of his People.
J f^^ IVE Thanks toGOD the fov'reign Lord j
KjJ His Mercies fill endure,
And be the King of Kings ador'd :
His Truth is enier fure.
1 What Wonders hath his Wifdom done !
Houo mighty is his Hand I
Heav'n, Earth, and Sea he fram'd alone :
Hoixi nvide is his Command ! .
3 The Sun fupplies the Day with Light j
'^Ho^v bright Us Counfels fnne !
The Moon and Stars adcrn the Night;
His Works are all divine.
4 [He Ilruck the Sons of Egjipt dead ;
Ho'U) dreadi'ul is his Rod !
And thence with Joy his People led:
Hovj gracious is our GOD!
5 He cleft the fwelling Sea in twoj
His Arm is great in Might j
And gave the Tribes a Paffage through j
His Povfr and Grace unite.
6 But Pharaoh's Army there he drown'd j
Hoiv glorious are his Ways !
And brought his Saints through defart Groun'dj
Eternal be his Fraife.
7 Great Monarcbs fell beneath his Hand :
ViSiorious is his Svtuord'^
While Jfr'tl took the promised Land :
And faithful is his Word.']
8 He faw the Nations dead in Sin ;
He felt his Pity move ;
How fad the State the World was in j
Ho=w boundlefs njuas bis Love !
Q He
»S* PSALM CXXXVI.
9 He fent to fave us from our Woe j
His Goodnefi never fails j
From Death and Hell, and every Foe;
And Jim his Grace prevails.
JO Give Thanks ro GOD, the heav'nly I^ing-j
His Mercies Jiill endnre ;
Let the whole Earth his Praifes fing j
His Truth is ever Jure.
PSALM 136. As the 148th Pfalm.
1 r^ I VE Thanks to GOD moll high,
vJJ The univei fal Lord ;
The fov'reign King of Kings j
And be his Grace ador'd.
His Po'w'r and Grace
Are Jlill the fame i
And let his Name
Have endlefs Praife.
a How mighty is his Hand !
What Wonders hath he done!
He form'd the Earth and Seas,
And fpread the Heav'ns alone.
Thy Mercy, Lord,
Shall Jiill endure-^
And ever fur e
Abides thy Word.
3 His Wifd m fram'd the Sun
To erown the Day with Light ;
The Moon and twinkling Stars
To chear the darkfome Night.
His Peiv'r and Grace
Are fill the fame \
And let his Name
Have endlefs Praife,
4 [He fmote the fisft-born Sons,
The FlowY of Egypt, dead j
And thence his chofen Tribes
With Joy and Glory led.
Thy
PSALM CXXXVL »53
*rhy Mercy, Lord, *
Shall fill endure;
And enjer fare
Abides thy Word.
His PowV and lifted Rod
Cleft the Red-Sea in twoj
And for his People made
A wond'rous Paflage through.
His Fonxir and Grace
Are fiiil the fame j
And let his Name]
Hwve endl^fs Praife.
But cruel Pharaoh there
With all his Hoft he drown'd j
And brought his Ifr''el fafe
Through alongdefart Ground,
Thy Mercy, Lord,
Shall flill endure j ,
And ever Jure
Abides thy PTord.'}
PAUSE. '
The Kings of Canaan fell
Beneath his dreadful Hand ;
While his own Servants took
Pofleflion of their Land,
His Poijo^r and Graci
Are fiill the fame \
And let his Name
Hanje endUfs Praife,
He faw the Nations lie
All perifliing in Sin,
And pity'd the fad State '
The ruin'd World was in.
Thy Mercy, Lord,
Shall fiill endure j
And e<ver fure
Abides thy Word,
$ He
»54 PSALM CXXXVL
9 He fent his only Son
To fave us from our Woe,
From Satatiy Sin and Death,
And every hurtful Foe.
Hii Pa^r and Grace
Are /till the fame-.
And let his Name j
Have endlefs Praife. ^
xo Give Thanks aloud to GOD,
To G O D the heav'nly King i
And let the fpacious Earth
His Works and Glories fmg.
Thy Mercy, Lord,
Shall J}iil endure \
And e-ver fure
Abides toy IVord.
PSALM 136. Abridged, Long Metre.
1 (~^ IVE to our GOD immortal Praife 1
VJJ Mercy and Truth are all his Ways j
Wonders of Grace to GO D belong j
Repeat his Mercies in y cur Song.
a Give to the Lord of Lords Renown,
The King of Kings with Glory crown j
His Mercies ever Jhall endure ^
When Lords and Kings are known no more.
3 He built the Earth, he fpread the Sky,
And hx'd the Harry Lights on high :
Wonders of Grace to GO D belong.
Repeat bis Mercies in your Song.
4 He fills the Sun with Morning Light,
He bids the Moon dired the Night :
His Mercies ever Jh all endure^
When Suns and Moons fhall ftiine no more.
5 The Jevos he freed from Pharaohs Hand,
And brought them to the promis'd Land :
Wonders of Grace to G O D belongs
Repeat his Mercies in your Song.
6 He
PSALM CXXXVIII. %S5
C He faw the Gentiles dead in Sin,
And felt his Pity work within :
His Mercies e'ver Jhall endure ^
^^« Death and Sin fhall reign no more.
7 He fent his Son with Pow'r to fave
From Guilt and Darknefs, and the Grave ;
Wonders of Grace to GOD belong.
Repeat his Mercies in your Song.
8 Through this vain World he guides our Feet,
And leads us to his heav'nly Seat :
His Mercies e<ver Jhall endure.
When tkis vain World Ihall be no more,
PSALM 138..
Rejioring and Preferring Grace.
[I \]|TITH all my Pow'rs of Heart and Tongue
W I'H praife my Maker in my Song :
Angels Ihall hear the Notes I raife,
Approve the Song, and join the Praife.
% Angels that make thy Church their Care,
Shall witnefs my Devotions there.
While holy Zeal direfts my Eyes,
To thy fair Temple in the Skies.]
3 I'll fing thy Truth and Mercy, Lord,
I'll fing the Wonders of thy Words
Not all thy Works and Names below.
So much thy Pow'r and Glory fhow.
4 To G O D I cry'd, when Troubles rofe j
He heard me, and fubdu'd my Foes j
He did my riling Fears ccntroul,
And Strength diffused through all my Soul.
5 The GOD of Heav'n maintains his State.
Frowns on the Proud, and fcorns the Great j
But from his Throne defcends to fee
The Sons of humble Poverty.
6 Amidft a thoufand Snares I ftand,
Upheld and guaided by thy Handj
Thy
»5^ PSALM CXXXIX.
Thy Words my fainting Soul revive.
And keep my dying Faith alive.
7 Grace will complete what Grace begins,
Tofave from bo. rows, or from Sins:
The Work that Wifdom undertakes.
Eternal Mercy ne'er forfakes.
PSALM 139. Firji Part. Long Metre,
rhe All-feeing God.
1 T ORD, thou haft fearch'd and feen me thro'j
I > Thine Eye commands with piercing View
My rifing and my refting Hours,
My Heart and Flefti'with all their PowVs.
* My Thoughts, before they are my own.
Are to my GOD diftinftly known j
He knows the Words I mean to f^eak.
E'er from my op'ning Lips they break,
3 Within thy circling Pow'r I ftand,
On every Side I find thy Hand :
Awake, afleep, at home, abroad,
I am furrounded ftill with GOD.
4 Amazing Knowledge, vaft and great!
What large Extent ! What lofty Height !
My Soul, with all the PowVsI boaft.
Is in the boundlefs Profpeft loft.
5 O may thofe Thoughts pofefs my Breafiy
Where-e'er I roi'e, ivhere-e'er I reji I
Nor let my nueaker Paffims dare
Lonfent to Jin, for GO D is there.
PAUSE L
6 Could I fo falfe, fo faithlefs prove,
To quit thy Service, and thy Love,
Where, Lord, could I thy Prefence fiiun.
Or from thy dreadful Glory run ?
7 If up to Heav'n I take my Flight j
'Tis there thou dwelPft enthron'd in Light :
Or
PSALM CXXXIX. 157
Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigas.
And Satan groans beneath thy Chain*.
8 If, mounted on a Morning-Ray,
I fly beyond the Wefiern Sea,
Thy fwifter Hand would firft arrive.
And there arreft thy Fugitive.
9 Or Ihould I try to fliun tky Sight
Beneath the fpreading Veil of Night,
One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray,
Would kindle Darknefs into Day.
xo O may tbefe Thoughts pojfefs my Breafi,
Wherever I ro've^ 'where'er I reft !
Nor let my ^weaker PaJJions dare
Confent to Jin, for GOD is there.
PAUSE II.
ji The Veil of Night is no Difguife,
No Screen from thy All-fe?.rching Eyes;
Thy Hand can feize thy Foes as foon
Through Midnight Shades as blazing Noon.
J a Midnight and Noon in this agree.
Great GOD, they're both alike to Thee :
Not Death can hide what GOD will fpy,
And Hell lies naked to his Eye.
1 3 O may thefe Thoughts pojfefs my Breaft,
Where''er I ronjey ^Johere''er I reft !
tior let my ^weaker PaJJions dare
Confent to Sin, for GOD is there.
PSALM 139. Second Part, Long Metre.
The ivonderful Formation of Man.
I'np WAS from thy Hand, my GOD, I came,
X A Work of fuch a curious Frame j
In me thy fearful Wonders ftiine^
And each proclaim thy Skill divine,
£ Thine Eyes did all my Limbs furvey,
Which yet in dark Confufion lay j
Tho«
tSi PSALM CXXXIX.
Thou faw'ft the daily Growth they took,
Form'd by the Model of thy Book.
3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd, ,<
And what thy fov'reign Counfels fram'd.
The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart,
Was copy'd with unerring Art.
4 At laft, to fhew ray Maker's Name,
GOD ftamp'd his Image on my Frame,
And in fome unknown Moment joined
Thefinifh'd Members to the Mind.
5 There the young Seeds of Thought began,
A»d all the Paflions of the Man,
Great GOD, our infant Nature pays
Immortal Tribute to thy Praife.
PAUSE.
6 Lord, fince in my advancing Age
I've aded on Life's bufy Stage,
Thy Thoughts of Love to me furmount
The Pow'r of Numbers to recount.
7 I could furvey the Ocean o'er,
And count each Sand that makes the Shore,
Before my fwifteft Thoughts could trace
The num'rous Wosders of thy Grace.
8 Thefe on my Heart areftill impieft.
With thefe I give my Eyes to Reft j
And at my waking Hour I find
GOD and his Love pofTefs my Mind.
PSALM 139. Third Part. Long Metre.
Sincerity profeji, And Grace try^d-^ or. The Heart-
fear chin g GOD.
1 T^/TY GOD, what inward Grief I feel
XvA When impious Men tranfgrefs thy WiH !
I mourn to hear their Lips profane
Take thy tremendous Name in vain.
z Does not my Soul detelt and hate
The Sons of Malice and Deceit ?
Thofe
PSALM CXXXIXo «^S?
' Thofe that oppafe thy Laws and Thee,
I count them Enemies to me.
1^ Lord, fearch my Soul, try evVy Thought,
Though my own Heart aceufe me not
Of walking in a falfe Difguife,
I beg the Trial of thine Ey^s.
4 Dothfecret Mifchief lurk withiw ?
Do I indulge forae unknown Sin ?
O turn my Feet whene'er I ftray.
And lead me in thy perfect Way,
PSALM 139. firfi Part, Common Metre.
GOTi is every nvhere,
I T N all my vaft Concerns with TheCj
■*• In vain my Soul would try
To ftiun thy Prefence, Lord, or flee
The Notice of thine Eye.
ft Thy ail-furrounding Sight furveyf
My Rifmg and my Reft j
My public Walks, my private Way«,
And Secrets of my Breaft,
3 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord,
Before they're form'd within j
And e'er my Lips pronounce the Word,
He knows the Senfe I mean.
^ O wond'rous Knowledge, deep and high!
Where can a Creature hide ?
Within thy circling Arms I lie,
Befet on ev'ry Side.
5 5o let thy Grace furround me ftill.
And like a Bulwark prove,
'To guard my Soal from ev'ry 111,
Secur'd by fovVeign Love.
PAUSE.
^ Lord, where (hall guilty Souk retire,
Forgotten and unknown ?
M in
%$9 PSALM CXXXIX.
In Hell they meet thj; dreadful Fir«,
In Heav'n thy glorious Throne.
7 Should 1 fupprefsmy vital Breath,
To *fcape the Wrath divine.
Thy Voice would break the Bars of Deatfe,
And make the Grave refign.
S If, wing'd with Beams of Morning Light,
I fly beyond the H^e/^
Thy Hand which nauft fupport my Flight,
Would foon betray my Reft.
9 If o'er my Sins I think to draw
The Curtains of the Night,
Thofc flaming Eyes that guard thy Law,
Would turn the Shades to Light.
10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight Hour^l
Are both alike t» Thee :
O may I ne'er provoke that Pow'r
From which I cannot flee.
P S A L M 139. Second Bart. Common MetW.
Tie Wifdom of God in the Formation of Mau,
I W H E N I with pleafmg Wonder ftand,
' * And all my Frame furvey,
Lord, 'tis thy Work ; I own thy Hand
Tbus built my humble Clay,
a Thy Hand my Heart and Reins poflTeft,
Where unborn Nature grew ;
Thy Wifdom all my Features trac'd,
And all my Members drew.
3 Thine Eye with niceft Care furvey 'd I
The Growth of tv'ry Part ; ]
'Till the whole Scheme thy Thoughts had lait"!
Was copy'd by thy Art. J
4 Heav'n, Earth and Sea, and Fire and Wine I
Shew me thy wond'rous Skill j !
But I review myfelf, and find j
Diviner Wonders ftil!. 1
PSALM CXtr. s#t
5 Thy awful Glories round me fefp.«,
My Flefti pi-oclaims thy Praifc j
Lord, to thy Works of Nature foift
Thy Miracles of Grace.
PSALM 1J9. V. 14, 17, 18. Third Part ^
Common Metre.
*Tbe Mercies of G 0 D innumerable^
An Evening Pfahn.
1 r ORO, when I count tby Mercies o'er,
*-* They ft rike me with Surprize J
Noe all the Sands that fpread the Shore
To equal Numbers rife,
a My Flefh with Fear and Wonder ^isac^dSf
The Produft of thy Skill ;
And hourly Bleffings from thy Hand*
Thy Thoughts of Love reveal.
3 Thefe on my Heart by Night I keep i
How kind, how dear to me !
O may the Hour that ends ray Sleep,
Still find my Thoughts wiih Thee,
PSALM 141. v. 2, 3, 4, 5.
WaUbfulnefs and Brotherly Reproof,
A Morning or Evening Pfalm.
1 Ti/f Y GOD, accept my early Vows,
^^ Like Morning Incenfe in thiae Hoafe,
And let my nightly Worfiiip rife
Sweet as the Ev'ning Sacrifice.
a Watch o*er my Lips, and guard them, Lor^,
From ev'ry rafti and heedlefs Word j
Nor let my Feet incline to tread
The guilty Paths where Sinners lead.
3 O niay the Righteous, when I ftray,
Smite and reprove my wand'riug Way !
Their gentle Words, like Ointment flied.
Shall never bruife, but chtar»yHead.
M % " 4 When
«Sa PSALM CXLnr.
4. When I behold them preft with Grief,
I'll cry to Heav'n for their Relief j
And by my warm Petitions prove
How much I prize their faithful LovC
PSALM 141.
COD is the Hope of the Helplefi,
I »T*0 G O D I made ray Sorrows known,
-»■ From G O D I fought Relief j
In long Complaints before his Throne,
I poured out all my Grief.
« My Soul was overwhelm'd with Woet,
My Heart began to break j
My GOD, who all ray Burdens knows.
He knows the Way I take,
3 On ev'ry Side I caft mine Eye,
And found my Helpers gone,
While Friends and Strangers paft me by
Neglefted or unknown.
4. Then did I raife a louder Cry,
And caird thy Mercy near,
*< Thou art my Portion when I die,
*' Be thou my Refuge here.^
5 Lord I am brought exceeding; low.
Now let thine Ear attend,
Anjd make my Foes who vex me know
I've an Almighty Friend,
6 From my fad Prifon fet me free.
Then (hall 1 prai/e thy Name,
And. holy Men (hall join with me
Thy Kindnefs to proclaim.
P S A L M 14.3.
Complaint of hea'vy Aj^iSiions in Mind and Body,
J \iffY righteous Judge, my gracious GQD,
*"" Heai when i/rrcsd my Hands abroad,
And
I
P S A, L M CXLIII* ^-^5
And cry for Succour from thy Throne,
0 make thy Truth and Mercy known.
s Let Judgment not againli me pais j.
Behold thy Servant pleads thy Grace :
Should Juftice call us to thy Bar,
No Man alive is guiltlefs there.
3 Look down in Pity, Lord, and fee
The mighty Woes that burthen me f
Down to the Duft my Life is brought?
Like one long bury'd and forgot*
4 I dwell in Darknefs and unfeen s-
My Heart is defolate within :
My Thoughts in mufing Silence trace
The ancient Wonders of thy Grace.
5 Thence I derive a Glimpfe of Hope
To bear my fmking Spirits up j
1 ftretch my Hands to G O D again.
And thirft like parched Lands for Rain,
€ For Thee T thirft, I pray, I mourn 5.
When will thy fmiling Face return r
Shall all my Joys on Earth remove ?
And GOD, for ever hide his Love >
7 My GOD, thy long Delay to fave,
Will fink thy Pris'ner to the Grave j
My Heart grows faint, and dim mine Eye 5
Make hafte to help before I die.
8 The Night is Witnefs to my Tears,
iPiftrefling Pains, diftreffing Fears j
0 might I hear thy Merning Voice,
How would my weary'd Pov^rVs rejoice I
9 In Thee I truft, to Thee I figh.
And lift my heavy Soul on high j
For Thee fit waiting all the Day,
And wear the tirefome Hours away.
10 Break off my Fetters, Lord, and Ihow
Which is the Path my Feet ftiould go j
If Snares and Foes befet the Road,
1 fiee to hide me near my GO Pi
Ms " Teach
a<4 PSALM CXLIV.
J I Teach mt to do thy holy Will, % |
And lead me to thy heav'niy Hill ;
Let the good Spirit of thy Love
Conduft me to thy Courts above.
31 Then ftiall my Sonl no mere complain.
The Tempter then (hall rage in vain i
And Flefh, that was my Foe before,
Shall-never vex my Spirit more.
PSALM 144. 'V. I, 2. FirJI Paru
AJfifiance and ViBaryin the /piritual IVarfart.
3 P O R ever bhlTed be the Lord,
* My Saviour and my Shield ;
He fends his Spirit with his Word,
To arm me for the Field,
a Wbea Sin and Hell their Force unite.
He makes my Soul his Care,
Inftiufts me to the heav'niy Fight,
And guards me throu^eh the War»
3 A Friend and Helper fo divine
Does my weak Courage raife j
He makes the glorious ViitYy miae^
And his (hall be the Praife.
PSALM 144. 't'. 3, 4, 5, 6. Second Fnrt,
The Vanity of Man, and Condefcen/ton of GOD»
I T ORD, what is Man, poor feeble Man,
— * F50rn of the Earth at firit ?
His Life a Shadow, light and vain,
Still hafting to the Duft.
a O what is feeble dying Man,
Or any of his Race,
That GOD fticfuld make it his Concern
To vifit him with Grace ?
3 That G OD, who darts his Lightfiings down,
Who fliakes the Worlds above,
And
P'8 A L M CXLIV. z6s
And Mountains tremble at his Frown,
How wond'rous is his Love 1
PSALM 144. v, 12 15. Tbird Part.
Grace above Hubes ; or, The Happy Nation^
HAPPY the City, where their Sons
Like Pillars round a Palace fet.
And Daughters, bright as polilhM Stones,
Give Strength and Beauty to the State,
X Happy the Country, where the Sheep,
Cattle and Corn, have large Increafe 9
Where Men fecurely work or fleep.
Nor Sons ot Plunder break the Peace.
3 Happy the Nation thus endow'd,
But more divinely bleft are thofe,
On whom the Ail-fufficient GOD
HirafeJf with all his Grace beftcws,
PSALM 144. Long Metre.
TJji Greatnefs of G OD.
I \yf Y GOD, my King, thy various Praife
^^^ Shall fill the Remnant of my Days 5
Thy Grace employ my humble Tongue
Till Death and Glory raife the Song,
ft The Wings of ev'ry Hour fhall bear
Some thankful Tribute to thine Ear 5
And ev'ry fetting Sun fhall fee
New Works of Duty done for Thee,
3 Thy Truth and Juftice I'll proclaim x
Thy Bounty flows, an endlefs Stream 5
Thy Mercy fwifr, thine Anger flow,
But dreadful to the ilubborn Foe.
4 Thy Works with fov'reign Glory fhine.
And fpeak thy Majefty divine j
Lei Britain round her Shores pt eclaim
The Sound and Honour of thy Name.
M 4 5 Let
tt66 PSALM GXLV.
5 Let diftant Times and Nations raife
The long Succeffion of thy Praife :
And unborn Ages make my Song
The Joy and Labour of their Tongwc.
6 Hut who can fpeak thy wond'rous Deeds',
Thv Greatnefs all our Thoughts exceeds j
Vaft and unfearchahle thy Ways,
Vaft and immoital be thy Praife,
FSALM 145. 'V. i"-7, ii"^ii. FirJiPart^i
The Greatttffs of COD,
I T O NG as I live Til blefs thy Name,
*^ xMy King, my G O D of Love j
My Work ar.d Jcy (hall be the fame
In the bright World above,
a Great is the Lord,- his Pow"r unknown,
And let his Praife be great ;
I II fing the Honours of thy 1 hrone,
Thy Works of Grace repeat.
3 Thy Grace ihall dwell upon my Tongue j.
And while my Lips rejoice,
The Men that hear my facred Song
Shall join their chearful Voice.
4 Fathers to Sons fhal) teach thy Name,
And Children learn tliy Ways j
Ages to come thy Truth proclaim.
And Nations found thy Praife.
5 Thy glorious Deeds of ancient Date
SI ill! through the World be known j
Thine Arm or Pow'r, thy heav'nly State,
With public Splendor fhown.
6 The World is manag'd by thy Hands)
Thy Saints are rul'd by Love ;
And thine eternal Kingdam ftands.
Though Kocks and Hills remove.
PSALM
PSALM CXLV, i6r
PSAEM 145- *»• 7> ^i--' Second Part,
The GoodnefsofGOD,
1 q WEE T is the Mem'ry of thy Grace,
^ My GOD, my heav'nly King j
Let Age to Age thy Righteoufnefs
In Sounds of Glory ling.
a G O D reigns on high, but not confines
His Goodnefs to the Skies ;
Through the whole Earth his Bounty Ihines,
And ev'ry Want fupphes.
\ With longing Eyes thy Creatures wait
On Thee for daily Food,
Thy lib'ral Hand provides their Meat,
And fills their Mouths with Good.
4 How kind are thy Companions, Lord I
How flow thine Anger moves !
But foon he fends his pard'ning Word
To chear the Souls he loves.
Creatures with all their endlefs Race
Thy Pow'r and Piaife proclaim j
But Saints that tafte thy richer Grace
Delight to blefs thy Name.
PSALM 145. v. 14, J 7, &c. Third Part,
Mercy to Sufferers ; or, GOD hearing Prayer,
1 T E T evVy Tongue thy Goodnefs fpeak,
*-' Thou fbv'reign Lord of all ;
Thy ftEength'ning Hands uphold tMe W^k,
And raife the Poor that fall.
a When Sorrow bows the Spirit down.
Or Virtae lies diftreft
Beneath fome proud Opprefibr's Frown>
Thou giv'ft the Mourners Reit.
3 The Lord fupports our totfripig Days,
And guides our giddy Youth 1
■ his , Holy
a^8 PSALM CXLVr.
Holy and juft are all his Ways,
And all his Words are Truth.
4 He knows the Pain his Servants feel,
He hears his Children cry,
And their beft Wilhes to fulfil.
His Grace i$ ever nigh.
5 His Mcicy never (hall remove
From Men of Heart fincere ;
He faves the Souls, whofe humble Lovc
Is jein'd with holy Fear.
S [His ftubborn Fees his Svrord (hall flay,
And pierce their Hearts with Pain y
But none that ferve the Lord (hall fay,
*' They fought his Aid in vain."]
7 [My Lips (hali dwell upon his Praife,
And Ipread his Fame abroad ;
Let all the Sons of Adam raife
The Honours of their GOD.]
PSALM J46. Long Metre.
Fraifi to GOD for his Goodnefs and Truth.
1 p R A I S E y e the Lord, my Heart ihall jpia
^ In Woi ks fo pleafant, lo divine j
Now while the Fle(h is mine Abode,
And when my Soul afcends to G O D.
a Praife (hall employ ray nobleft Pow'r«,
While Immoitality endures j
Mv Days of Praife (hall ne'er be paft,
While Life and Thought and Being laft,
3 Why fhoulil I make a Man my Truft?
Frinces mult die, and turn to Duft j
Their Breath departs, theii Pomp and Fow Yi
And Thoughts aJl vanifli in an Hour.
4 H^ppy the Man, whole Hopes rely
Oii //rV/'sGOD: He made the Sky,
And Earth, and Seas, with all iheir Train,
And none ihali fkh^ his PromUe viiiii.
5 Hit
P S^^ A L M CXLVI. 269
b His Truth for ever ftands fecure :
He faves th' Gppreft, he feeds the Poor 5
He fends the lab'fing Confcience Peace,
And grants the Prisoner fweet Releafe.
The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind 5
The Lord fupports the finking Mindj
He helps the Stranger in Diftrefs,
The Widow and the Fatherlefs.
7 He loves his Saints, he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell :
Thy G O D, O Siouy ever reigns i
Praife him in everlafting Strains.
PSALM 146, As the it 3th Pfalra.
Praife io GOD for his Goodnefs and Truth,
J T ' L L praife my Maker with my Breath i
■■• And when my Voice is loft in Death,
Praife (hall employ my nobler Pow'rs ;
My Days of Praife mall ne'er be palV,
While Life and Thought and Being laft.
Or Immortality endures,
a Why (hould I make a Man my Truft ?
Princes muft die, and turn to Duft;
Vain is the Help of Flefh and Blood :
Their Breath departs, their Pomp, and Pow'r,
And Thoughts, all vanifh in an Hour,
NoF ca'n they make their Promife good,
3 Happy the Man whofe Hopes rely
On J/rV/'s GOD: He made the Sky,
And Earth and Seas, with all their Train j
His Truth for ever ftands fecure j
He faves th' Oppreft, he feeds the Poor,
And Kone (hail find his Promife vain,
4. The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind j
The Lord fupports the finking Mind j
He f&nds th« laboring Conf«kn€€ Peace,
M6 He
27d PSALM CXLVIL
He helps the Stranger in DJftrefs,
The Widow and the Fatherlefs,
And grants the Prisoner fweet Releafe.
5 He loves his Saints; he knows them welly
But turns the Wicked down to Hell ;
Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns j
Let evVy Tongue, let evVy Age,
In this exalted Work engage : '
Praife him in everlalting Strains.
6 ril praife him while he lends me Breath,
And ■ hen my Voice is loft in Death,
Piaiie fliali employ my nobler Pow'rs :
My Days of Praife Ihall ne'er be paft,
While Life and Thought and Being lait.
Or Immortality endures.
PSALM 147. Firfl Part.
The Di'vine Nature, Pr evidence and Grace.
X p R A I SE ye the Lord : *Tis good to raife
•■■ Our Hearts and Voices in his Praife ;
His Nature and his Works invite
To make this Duty oiir Delight.
a The Loid builds up 7^r«/fl/^»»,
And gathers Nuions to his Name !
His ivfercy raelts the llubborn Soul,
And m kes the broken Spiiit whole,
3 He torm'd the Stars, thofe hcav'nly Flames,
He conints their Numbers, calls their Names :
His Wifdom's vaft, anci knews no Bound,
A Deep w'lere all our Thoughts are drown'd,
4 Great is our Lord, an ) great his Might j
And all his Glories infin-te :
He crowns the Meek, lewards the Juft,
And treads the Wicked to the Duft.
PAUSE.
3 Sing to tlieLord, exalt him high.
Who fprtads his Ciouds all round the Sky:
There
PSALM CXLVIL *7X
There he prepares the fruitful Rain,
Nor lets the Drops defcend in vain.
6 He makes the Grafs the Hills adorn j
And deaths the fmiling Fields with Corn |
The Beafts with Food fts Hands fupply.
And the young Ravens when they cry,
7 What is the Creatures Skill or Force.
The fprightly Man, the warlike Horfe,
The nimble Wit, the adlive Limb?
All are too mean Delights for him.
S But Saints are lovely in his Sight ;
He views his Children with Delight :
He fees their Hope, he knows their Fear |
And looks and loves his Image there.
PSALM 147. Second Part.
Summer and Winter,
A Song for Great-Britain.
1 r\ Britain i praife thy mighty GOD,
^^ And make his Honours known abroad 5
He bid the Ocean round thee flow j
Not Bars of Brafs could guard thee £q,
2. Thy Children are fecure and bleft;
Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Reft s
He feeds thy Sons with finelt Wheat,
And adds his Blefling to their Meat.
3 Thy changing Seafons he ordains,
Thy early and thy latter Rains j
His Flakes of Snow like Wool he fends.
And thus the fpringing Corn defends.
4 With hoary Froft he ftrews the Ground ;
His Hail deicends with clatt'ring Sound j
Where is the Man fo vainly bold
That dares defy his dreadful Cold ?
5 He bids the Southern Breezes blow 5
The Ic€ diffolYe, the W^teis flowi
But
i7« PSALM CXLV^r.
But he hath nobler Works and Ways
^ To call the Britons to his Praife.
6 To all the Ifle his Laws are fliown j
His Gofpel through the Nation known j.
He hath not thus reveal'd his Word
To ev'ry Land : Praife ye the Lord.
PSALM 147. V. 7-9, 13-18. Commoa Metre*
Thi Seafons of the Year,
1 \xr I T H Songs and Honours founding loud,
^^ Addrefs the Lord on high j
Over the Heav'ns he fpreads his Cloud,
And Waters veil the Sky.
a He fends his ShowVs of Bleffings dov^^n
To chear the Plains below j
He makes the Grafs the Meuntains crown,
And Corn in Valiies grow.
3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat,
He hears the Ravens cry;
But Man who taftes his fined Wheat,
Should raife his Honours high.
4 His fteady Counfels change the Face
Of the declining Year j
He bids the Sun cut Ihort his Race,
And wint'ry Days appear.
5 His hoary Froft, his fleecy Snow,
Defeend and clothe the Ground }
The liquid Streaiws forbear to flow,
In icy Fetters bound.
6 Wheu from his dreadful Stores on high
He pours the rattling Hail,
The Wretch that dares this GOD defy,
Shall find his Courage fail.
7 He fends his Word and melts the Snow,
The Fields no longer mourn ;
He calls the warmer Gales to blow,
And bids the Spring jfeturn.
SThe
PSALM CXLVIII. a73
S The changing Wind, the flying Cloucl,
Obey his mighty Word j
With Songs and Honours founding loi;d,
Praife ye the fov'reign Lord.
PSALM 148. Proper Metre,
Praife to GOD from all Criatures,
X yy E Tribes of Adam, join ^
* With Heav'n, and Earth, and Seas^
And offer Notes divine
To your Creator's Praife.
Ye holy Throng
Of Angels bright.
In Worlds of Light
Begin the Song.
« Thou Sun with dazzliag Rays,
And Moon that rules the Night,
Shine to your Maker's Praife,
, With Stars of twinkling Light,
His Pow'r declare.
Ye Floods on high,
Ani Clouds that fly-
In ampty Air.
I The fhining Worlds above
In glorious Order ftand,
Or in fwift Courfes move
By his fupreme Command,
He fpake the Word,
And all their Frame /
From nothing came /
To praife the Lord. /
4 He mov'd their mighty Wheals ./
In unknown Ages paft.
And each his Word fulfils^
While Time and Nature y> U
274 PSALM CXLVm.
IndifF'rerrt Ways
His Works proclaim
His wond'rous Name,
And fpeak his Praife.
PAUSE.
5 Let all the Earth-born Race^
And Monfters of the Deep,
The Fifli that cleave the Seas,
Or in their Bofom fleep,
From Sea and Shore
Their Tribute pay,
And ftill difplay
Their Maker's Pow'n
6 Ye Vapours, Hail, and Snow,
Praife ye th' Almighty Lord,
And ftormy Winds that blow
To execute his Word.
When Lightnings ftiine.
Or Thunders roar,
Let Earth adore
His Hand divine.
7 Yet Mountains near the Skies,
With lofty Cedars there,
And Trees of humbler Size, .
That Fruit in Plenty bear ;
Beafts wild and tame,
Birds, Flies, and Worms,
In various Forms,
Exalt his Name.
8 Ye Kings and Judges fear
The Lord, the fov'ieign King 5
And while you rule us here,
His V\eav'nly Honours fmg j
Nor let the Dream
Of Pow'i and State,
Make y®u forget
His Pow'r fu^eme.
9. Virgins
PSALM CXLVKI, ifs
5 Virgins and Youth engage
To found his Praife divine^
While Infancy and Age
Their feebler Voices join 5
Wide as he reigns
His Name be fung
By evYy Tongue,
In endiefs Strains.
JO Let all the Nations fear
The GOD that rules above j
He brings his People near,
And nfiakes them tafte his Love.
While Earth and Sky
Attempt his Praife,
His Saints (hall raife
His Honours high.
PSALM 148. Paraphrafed in Long Metre,
Uni'verfal fraife to GOD»
1 r O U D Hallelujals to the Lord (dwell |
*-' From diftant Worlds where Creatures
Let Heav'n begin the folemn Word,
And found it dreadful down to Hell.
Note, TMs Pfalm may be fung to the Tune of thi
old iizth or jzytb Pfalm^ if theft t*wo Linet be
added to e<very Stanxa (viz)
Each of his Works his Name difplays.
But they can ne'er fulfil the Praife.
Otherijuife it mufi he fung to the ufual Tunti of the
Long Metre,
a The Lord ! how abfolute he reigns !
Let ev'ry Angel bend the Knee ;
Sing of his Love in heav'nly Strains,
And fpeak how fierce his Terrors be,
3 High
9f6^ P fi A L M CXLVIII.
j/High on a Throne bis dories dwell.
An awful Throne of fliining Blifs :
Fly through the World, O Sun, and tell
How dark thy Beams, compar'd to his.
4 Awake ye Tempefts, and his Fame
In Sounds of dreadful Praife declare j
And the fweet Whifpers of his Name
Fill evVy gentler Breeze of Air.
5 Let Clouds, and Winds, and Waves agi:ee
To join their Praife, with blazing Fire f
Let the firm Earth and rolling Sea y
In this eternal Song confpire.
6 Ye flowVy Plains proclaim his Skill j
Vallies lie low before his Eye ;
And let his Praife frem ev'ry Hill
Rife tuneful to ihe neighb'ring Sky.
7 Yeft'-hbornOaks, and (lately Pines,
Bend your high Branclie?;, and ridore ;
Praife him, ye Beafts^ in diff 'rent Strains ;
The Lamb muft bleat, the Lion rear.
8 Birds, ye muft make his Praife your Theme,
Nature demands a Song from you :
While the dumb Fifti that cut the Stream
Leap up, and mean his Praifes too.
9 Mortals, can you refrain your Tongue,
When Nature all around you fings ?
O for a Shout from Old and Young,
From humble Swains, and lofty Kings t
10 Wide as hi« vaft Dominion lies,
Make the Creator's Name be known j
Loud as his Thunder ftiout his Praife,
And found it lofty as his Throne.
11 Jehonjah ! 'tis a glorious Word,
O may it dwell on ev'ry Tongue !
But Saints, who beft have known the Lord,
Are bound to raife the nobleft Song.
li Speak
PS A L M CXLVm. X77
3a Speak<of the Wonders of that Love,
Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry Chc^d i
From all below and all above.
Loud Halltlujahi to the Lord,
- PSALM 148. Short Metre,
I ^ Vniverfal fraife.
2 T E T ev'ry Creature join
*^ To praife th' eternal G O D f
; Ye heav'nly Hofts the Song begins
And found his Name abroad,
a Thou Sun with golden Beams,
And Moon with paler Rays,
Ye itarry Lights, ye twinkling Flamef,
Shine to your Maker's Praife,
3 He built thofe Worlds above,
And fix'd their wond'rous Frame :
By his Command they ftand or move>
And ever fpeak his Name.
• 4 Ye Vapours, when ye rife,
\ Or fall in Show'rs or Snow,
Ye Thunders, murm'ring round the Skies>
His Pow'r and Glory ihow.
" 5 Wind, Hail, and flafliing Fire,
Agree to praife the Lord,
When ye in dreadful Storms coni^^ire
T© execute his Word.
t By all his Works above
, Hi^ Honours be expreft j^
But Saints that tafte his faving Love,
Should fmg hiis Praifes beft.
P A U S E L
>i^ Let Eartii and Ocean know
They owe their Maker Praife j
Praife
a;* PSALM CXLVIII.
Praife him, ye watYy Worlds below.
And Monfters of the Seas.
S From Mountains near the Sky
Let his high Praife refound.
From humble Shrubs and Cedars high,
And Vales and Fields around.
9 Ye Lions of the Wood,
And tamer Beafts that graze,
Vc live upon his daily Food,
And he expefts your Praife.
10 Ye Birds of lofty Wing,
On high his Praifes bear j
Or fir on flow'ry Boughs, and fing
Your Maker's Glory there.
11 Ye creeping Ants and Worms,
His various Wifdom fhow,
And Flies in aH your foining Swarmf,
Praife him that drcft you to,
i» By all the Earth -born Race
His Honours be expreft,
But Saints that know his heav'nly Grace,
Should learn to praife him belt.
PAUSE IL
13 Momrchs of wide Commaad,
Praife ye th' eternal King ;
Judges, adore that fovVeigh Handj
Whence all your Honours fpiing.
J 4 Letvig'rous Youth engage
To found his Praifes high :
While growing Babes, and with'ring Age,
Their feebler Voices try.
15 United Zeal be (hown
His wond'rous Fame to raife ;
GOD is the Lord : His Name alone
Deferves our endlefs Praife.
16 Let
PSALM CXLIX. 379
%6 Let Nature join with Art.
And all pronounce him bleft.
But Saints that dwell fo near his Heart,
Should fing his Praifes beft.
PSALM 149.
Prai/f GOD all bit Saints; or. The Saints Judg^
ing the JVorU.
I ALL ye that love the Lord, rejoicej
•^^ And let your Songs be new ?
- Amidft the Church with chearful Voice
His latter Wonders ftiew.
.» The Je'ws, the People of his Grace,
Shall their Redeemer fmg j
And Gentile Nations join the Praife,
While Sion owns her King.
3 TheiLord takes Pleafare in the Juft,
Whom Sinners treat with Scorn s
The Meek that lie defpis'd in Duft,
Salvation (hall adorn,
4 Saints fliould be joyful in their Kirfg,
E'en on a dying Bed ;
And like the Souls in Glory fing,
For GOD ihallraife the Dead.
5 Then his high Praife Ihall fill their Tongues,
Their Hands (hall wield the Sword :
AndVengeance (hall attend their Songs,
The Vengeanxe of the Lord.
I .6 WhenC*r(/f the Judgment Seat afcends,
And bids the World appear.
Thrones are prepared for all his Friends,
Who humbly lov'd him here.
!j Then
aSo F 8 A L M CL*
7 Then (hall they rule with Iron Rod
Nations that darM rebel :
And join the Sentence of their GOD*
On Tyrants doom'd to Hell,
8 The Royal Sinners bound in Chaini
New Triumphs (hall afford j
Such Honour for t^e Saints remains s
Praife ye, and love the Lord.
PSALM X50. 'z;. I, t^ 6,
A Song of Prai/e,
IN GOD'S own Houfe pronounce his Prai(e,
His Grace be there reveals ;
To Heav'n yeur Joy and Wonder raife.
For there his Glory dwells.
ft Let all your facred PafRons move.
While you rehearfc his Deeds j
But the great Work W faving Love
Your higheft Praife exceeds,
3 All that have Motion, Life and. Breath,
Proclaim your Maker bleft j
Yet when my Voice expires in Death,
My Soul (hall praife him belt.
THE
THE
CHRISTIAN
D O X 0 L O G r.
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.
Common Metre.
LET G OD the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit be addf'd.
Where there are Works to make him known,
Or Saints that love the Lord.
Common Metre, nuhere the Tune incUtdes two
Stanzas,
q^HE GOD of MercybeadorM,
J- Who calls our Souls from Death,
Who faves by his redeeming Word^
And New-creating Breath,
II.
To praife the Father, and the Son,
. And Sj)irit all Divine,
The One in Three, and Three in On^,
Let Saints and Angels join.
Short
%H DOXOLOGIES.
Short Metre.
YE Angels round the Throne,
And Saints that dwell below,
"Worlhip the Father, praife the Son,
And blefs the Spirit too.
N
As the iiith Pfalm»
O W to the great and facred Three,
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be
Eternal Praife and Glory giv'n.
Through all the Worlds where GO D is known,
By all the Angels near the Throne,
And all the Saints in Earth and Heav'nc
As ibe i^Ztb P/alm,
TO GOD the Father's Throne
Perpetual Honours raife j
Glory to G O O the Son,
To G O D the Spirit Praife -t
With all our PowYs,
Eternal King,
Thy Name we fing,
While Faith adoreso
THE END.
iSK>0<K5x>o<^0<>OoOoOoOoOoO<»0<>0*OoO<
An INDEX,
O R
TABLE to find a Pfalm fuked to
particular Subjects or Occasions.
»Iote, In this Table Ihanje not dire^edto thefe'uerJ
Parts or Metres of the Pfatm, leji it Jbould breed
too great a Confujion of Figures. What is fought
in any Pfalm may eafily be found, by turning a
Leaf or fwo backward or fortuard to the difiin^
Barts or Metres,
f you find not ivbat Word you feek is this Table, feeJt
another of the fame Signification ; Or, feek it under
fome of the more general Words, fuch as God,
Chrift, Church, Saints, Pfalm, Prayer, Praife,
Affliilion, Grace, Deliverance, Death, &c.
* miflion to them 123,
131, 36. from Men, fee
PerfecutioninMind and
Body 143. trying our
Graces 66, 119, 17/^
F^r/,withoutReje<5tioii
89. of Saints and Sin-
ners different 94,gentle
103, moderated 125,
verygi-eat 102,1^3,75,
J9ged Saints Refleaion
and Hope 71.
AU'feingGoA 139.
Angels G\}ZT6\2in 54., 91,
all fubjea to Chrift 89,
97. praife theLord 105.
prefent in Churches
N Appeal
/I^AM thefirft and
" fecond, their Do-
ifinion 8.
^iiied. Pity to them
4*. 35. and tempted,
Pupported ^i, 145, 146.
their Prayer 102, 143^
Saints happy 73, 94,
IJ9, \^th Part,
fusions, Hope in them
|k*»>3>77. Support and
Profit 1J9, j^tb Part.
[nftruaion |by them
Uiii9yjithPart,{inC'
ified94,ii9,i8//JPtfr/.
Courage in them 119,
•^b Part, removed by
•ra^cr 34, ,^, Sub-
INDEX.
Mpeal to God againft
Terlecutors 7.concerH-
hig our Sincerity 139.
Humility 131.
4, ctnjion of Chrifl 14,68,
4.7, no.
/ijfij\ance from God 14.4,
'133.
Aiheifm pra^lical 14, 36,
12, pwniftied JO.
AttributesQ^Go^lG, iii,
145, H7-
i4«/,6orz{/fromGcd75,82.
B
"OMJliding Soul in
■^ Dnuefs and Defer-
tion 25. rellored 51.
pardoned 78, X30.
Blelfin^ of God on the
Bufinefs and Comforts
of Life 117.
B/#«^Jofa Family 128,
J 33, of a Nation 144,
147. of the Country 65,
147. ofaPerfcn 1,32,1 li.
B/<75^of Chriftcleanfmg
from Sin 51, 69.
Boo;^of Nature andScrip-
ture 19, 119. ^thPart.
Britain's Profperity, 67.
delivered frcm Slavery
75. H?ppintfs 147.
Brotherly Lovt 133. Re-
proof 14T.
Bufinifso(L'ihb\efiiz7'
C
/^ARE of God over
^ his Saints 34.
Charity to the Poor 37,
41, 112. and Juftice 15
1 12. mixed with im-
pjecations 35.
Chafiiftment, fee Affl'iBiont
Ck'iidren praifing God S.
made Blcflingsi27,iz8.
inftru6ted 34, 78.
Chrifi the fecond Adam^
his Incarnation, his
Don)inion, his AU-fuf-
ficiency 16. his Afcen-
fion 24, 65, no. the
Church's Foundation
118. his Coming, the
Signs of it 12. his Con-
defcer.fion and Glorifi-
cation 8. Covenant
made with him 89.Firft
and fecond Coming, or
his Incarnation, King- ,
dom and Judgment 96,
97, 98. the true David
89, 35. his Death and
RefurredHon 22, 16,69.
theEternalCreator lox.
exalted to the King- \
dom 2, 21, 8, 72, no.
ourExample 109. Faith
in his Blood 51. God
and Man 89. his God-
head 102. our Hope 4, !
51. his Incarnation and i
Sacrifice 40. the King
and the Church his
Spoufe 45. his King,
dom amorg Gentiles
72,87, J 32. his Love to ;
Enemies 109, 35. his
Majefty
INDEX.
Majefty 97, 99. his
Mediatorial Kingdom
g9, no. his Obedience
and Death 69. his per-
fonal Glories and Go-
vernment 45. praifed
by Children 8. Prieft
and King no. his Re-
furredlion ontheLord's
Day 118, our Strength
and Righteoufnefs 71.
his Sufferings and
Kingdom 2, 12, 69. his
SufFerings for our Sal-
vation 69. his Zealand
Reproaches ihid.
Chn/ians Qualifications
1 5, 24. Church made of
Jews and Gentiles 87.
Church its Beauty 4.5, 4.8,
122. the Birth-place of
Saints 87, built onjefus
Chrift II 8. Delight and
Safety in it 27.Deftruc-
tion of Enenwes pro-
ceeds from thence jG.
Gathered and fettled
1 32. of the Gentiles 4.5,
47. God fights for her
. 46, 10, 20. G®d"s Pre-
fence there 132, 84.
God's fpecial Delight
57, 132. God's Garden
92. Goingto it 122. the
Houfe and Care of God
135. of the Jews and
Gentiles 87. its Increafe
67. Prayer in Diftrefs
So. Perfecuted fee Per-
fecution Reftored by
Prayer 85, 102, 107. its
Safety in national De-
folation 46. is the Safety
and Honour of i^Natiom
48, the Spoufe of Chri/t
45. its Worfhip and
Order 48. Wrath a-
gainft ii-nemies pro-
ceeds thence 76.
Colonies planted 107.
Comfort, Holinefs and
Pardon 4, 32, 119, nth
and jzih Parts, and
Suppoit in God 94, 16,
from ancient Provi-
dences 77, 1 + 3. of Life
bleft 127. and Pardon
1 30.
Companj of Si\nts,j6. 109.
Complaint of Abfence
from Public Worihip
4i- of Sickn efs 6. of
Defertion 13. Pride,
Atheifm, Opprcflion,
(sfc. ID, 1 2. of Tempta-
tion 13, general loj, of
quarrelfome Neigh-
bours 12. of heavy Af-
flictions in Mind and
Body 143.
Ccmpajfion of God 105,
145, 147.
Communion with Saints
io6, 133.
Co/ifeJJion of car Povei;|:y
iS. of Sin, Repentance
and Pardon 32, 57, 38,
X30, 143. N 2 " CoH-
INDEX.
Confcience tender 119.
iph Part, its Guilt le-
•ieved 38, 32, 51, 130.
Contention comf\:xn\tdi of
120.
Converfe with God 63,
119, zd Part.
Connjerjion and Joy ii6.
at the Afcenfion of
Chrift no. of Jews and
Gentiles 87, 106, 96.
CorreSiionyitt Afflidlion.
Corruption of Manners
general 11, ii.
Counfel2Lnd Supportfrom
God 16, 119.
Courage in Death 16, 17,
71. in Perfecution 119,
J 7/ A Part.
Conjenant made with
Chrift 89. of Grace un-
changeable 89. 106.
Creation and Providence
i3S> n^j 33» »04> J47>
148.
Creatures , no Truft in
them 62, 33, 146. vain,
and God All-fufHcient
33, Praifing God 148.
D
jrj .4/ Zr Devotion 55,
Day of Humiliation for
Difappointmcnts in
War 60.
Death and Rcfurreftion
of Ckrift, 16, 69. of
Saints and Sinners 17,
37> 49» and Sufferings
of Chrift 22, 69. Deli-
verance from it 3 1 . and
Pride 49. and Refurrec-
tion 49 , 7 1 ,89. Courage
in it 16, 17, 23. the
EfFea of Sin 90.
Defence in God 3, 121,
and Salvation in God
i8, 61.
Delaying Sinners warn'd
95-
Dt light and Safety in the
Church 48, 27, 84, iS,
Deliverance begun and
perfefted 85. tromDe-
fpair 1 8. from deep Dif-
trefs 34, 4o.fromDeath
31,11 8. from Oppreflion
and Falftiood 56. from
Perfecution, 53, 94 by
Prayer 34, 40, 85, ii5.
from Shipwreck 107.
from Slander 31, Sur-
prizing 126. from
Temptations 3, 6, 13,
18. from aTu mult 118.
Defertion and Diftrefsof
Soul 25, 13, 38, 143.
Dfjire of Knowledge 1 19,
9/A Party of Hoiin^fs
1 1 9; 11 /A Part, of Com-
fort and Deliverance
119 1 a /APtff/. of quick-
ening Grace i]9» \Uh
Part.
DefolationSi theChurch'$
Safety in them 46.
Defptur and Hope in
Death
INDEX,
Death 17,-4-^. Delive-
rance fropi it 18, 130.
Det'otic/is dmly 5;, 134,
141. Oil a fickBed^g^, 6.
fee Moining, Even-
ing, Lord's Day.
■Dire^ion and Pardon 2 5.
and Defence prayed for
5. and Hope 4z. fee
Knowledge.
Dijeafe, fee Sicknefs.
Dl/ircfs of Sou) or Rack -
jffiding and Defei tioi)
2'5. rdieved ^r, jio,
V-jf/iwisn of Man over
Creatures 8.
P^.'3// andF«af sfuppreft
Drunkard, zni. tJUttoa
£07,
D«(y to God and Man
Dwelling tvith God, fee
Heaven, Clnucb, ^r.
E
pDUCATIONrdi-
•*-' gious 34, 78.
f^y/t/'s Plagues J05.
£^^ of Righteous and
Wicked i, 37.
Enemies overcome 3«.
prayed for 35, 109, de-
ftroyed 12, 76, 48.
Ennjy^rA Unbelief cur'd
37,. 49- ^
hqitity and Wifdom of
Providence 9.
Bwning Pfalm 4, 139,
34I"
E'vidence of Grace, or
Self Examination t6,
of Sincerity 18, 19,139.
£1;// Times 12, Neigh»
hours 120, Magiftrates
iij 58; 8z.
Exaltation of Chrid to
the Kingdom a^ 11, 22>
ExaminaticH, or Evi-
'dences of Grace26, 1 39.
Exbo'tationi toP^ace^nd
. Holinefs 34..
J^J'lTrL a«d rr&ytr of
■* l>erfecu£cd faints
35. in th€ Blood of
Chri!l:5i> %^.m divme
Gj ace and Fewer 6i.^
130
Faithfulnefs of God £9.
J05, HI, J45, J46. of
Man 15, 141.
12, and Oppreflion.De-
liverance from them
32, 56.
Family Government i or.
Love and Worfhip 133,
Bleffings 128.
Fears and Doubts fup-
prefTed 3, 34, 31. in the
Worfnip of God 89,
i9.ofGGdii9,i3/-?)Fflr/„
Flattery and Deceit com-
plained of 12, 36.
Forgifvenefs, fee Pard®n.
Formal Worlhip 50.
N 3 frfliY/y
INDEX.
Frailty of Man 89, 90,
J 44.
Tretfulnefs difcouraged
37-
Iricndjh'ip its Bleffings
funeral ^{z\vci 89, 90.
G
nENrU.ES given to
*^ Chrlft 2, 22, 72.
Cburch 45, 65, 7*,"B7.
Owning the true God
96, 98, 47.
Glorification and Conde-
I'cenfion of Chriil 8, 45.
Glory of God in our
Salvation 69 andOrace
promiA'd 84, 97, 89.
Glutton 'jl. and Drunk-
ard 107
God all in all 117. All-
feeing 139. AH-fuffici-
ent 16, 33. his i>eing,
Attributes and Provi-
dence 36, 55, 147. his
Care of Saints 7, 34. his
(.'reation and Piovi-
dence 33. 104, &c. our
Defence and salvation
3, 6i, 33, 115, Ett-rnal,
and Sovereign, and
holy 93. Eternal and
Man mortal 90, loi.
F^iithfulnefs 105, ill,
89, glorified, and Sin-
nt rs f3\ ed69.Goodnefs
and Mercy 145, 146.
Goodnefs and Truih
5, 146. governing
Power and Goodnefs
66. Great and Good
144. 68, 145, 147. Heart
fearchingi39. our only
Hope and Help 142. the
Judge 9, 50, 97. kind
to his People 145, 146.
his Majefty 97 and
Condefcenfion 113, 144.
Mercy and Truth 36,
103, 136, 89. 145. made
Man 8. of Nature and
Grace 65. his Perfec-
tions III, 36, 145, 147.
our Portion, and Chrilt
cur Hope 4. our Por-
tion liereand hereafter
75. his Power and Ma-
jtfty 68, 89, 93, 96.
praifed by Children 8.
our Preferver 121. 138.
prefent in theChurches
84. our Refuge in na-
tional Troubles 46. our
Shepherd 23. his Sove-
reignty and Goodnefs
to Man 8, 113, 144. our
Support and Comfort
94. Supreme Governor
82, 93, 75, unchange-
able 89,111. hisUni'^er-
fal Dominion 103. his
Wifdcm in his Works
III, 139. uonhy of all
Praife I55, 146.
Good Wocks 15, 14, in;
profit Men not God 16'.
Goodnefs ot God 8, 103,
III, 145, 146. Go/-
INDEX.
Gojpely itsGlo:-y and Suc-
eefs i^, 45, 110. joyful
Sound 89,98. Woifhip
and Order 48.
Government of" Chrift 45 .
from God 75.
Cracey its Evidences, or
SeJf-Examination 26,
X39. above Riches 144.
without Merit n5, 32.
of Chrift 45, 72,, and
Providence 33, 36, 13 5,
I36, 147, PreJerving
and Keftoring 138.
Truth and Protedlion
57. tried by Affliftions
17, 66, 115. and Glory
S4. 87. pardoning 130.
Guilt of Confcience re-
lieved 38, 32, 51, 130.
H
ZJAPPY Saint and
■*-* curfed Sinner i.
Har'veji 6$, I26, 147.
flV£</f A, S cknefs and Re-
covery 6, 30, 31. prayed
for 6, 38, 39.
Heart known to God
Hearing of Prayer and
Salvation4, 10,66, 102.
Heaven of feparate Souh
cind Refarreftion 17.
The Saints Dwelling
Place 24.
Holjnefs, PardoH and
Comfort 4. defired 119,
J lib Part, profei^ 119,
3^ Part, 1 39 .
Hope'in Darknefs 13, 77?
143. of Refurre<5tioii
16, 71. and Defpair in
Death 17, 49. and Di-
redlion 42. in AiHiition
42, 143.
Hofanna of the Children
3. for the Lord's Day
118.
Hou/bohiy fee Family.
Humiliation Day 10. fof
Difapp ointments 60.
Plumility and Submilfion
131,139.
Hypocrites andHypocniy
rboLArRT reproved
-^ 16, 115, 135,
Jehovah 68, 83. rcigH*
Jeivs. fee Ifracl.
Images, fee Idolatry.
Imprecations andCharity
35-
Incarnation 96, 97, 98.
and Sacrifice of Chrift
40.
hifanis 139. fee ChiU
dien.
InftruBion from God 15.
from Scripture 119. i^th
and ^ih Parts, in Piety
InftruBinje Afflidlion 94.
Intemperance punifhed
78. and pardoned 107.
Joy of Converfion i25.
fee Delight.
N 4 ISratl
INDEX.
Ifrael faved from the
AfTyrians 76. faved
from Egypt, and
brought toCanaan 135,
136, 77, 105, 107. Re-
bellion and Punish-
ment 78. puniflied and
j)ardonedio6, 107. Tra-
vels in the Wildernefs
107, 114.
Judgment and Mercy 9,
6?. Day i, 50, 26, 97,
149. Seat of God 5.
"Jufiict of Providence 9.
and Truth toward*
Men 15.
'jpfificaiicnfret 31, 330.
J/'ING is the Care of
*^ Heaven 21.
Kitiff William and K-ing
G:-^rge 75.
KinfyJcm of Chrift, fee
Chi lit,
Kn^iivl'ti^e deferred 19,
J 19, 9 '6 P^zr/.
T ^/Fof God, Delight
-*-' in it 119.
Liberality rewarded 4.1,
1 12.
Ii/> and Riches, their
Vanity 59. fhort and
feeble 89, 90, 144..
longing after God 63,
ltord\ Day Pfalm 91,
118. Morning 5, 19,
63/
Xoo/f of God to thft
Righteous, and Hatred
to the Wicked 1, 1 1, to
our Neighbour 15. ot
Chrift to Sinners 35.
of God better than
Life 63. of God un-
changeable 106, 89. to
Enemies 109, 35, Bro-
therly 133. and Wor-
fliip in a Family, ibid.
Luxury punifbed 'j%,iXi^
pardoned 107,
M
'h/fAgifiraUs J»,arAed
'**^ 58, 82. Qnalifica-
ticn J 01. raifeci andde-
pofed 75.
Mayfly of God ^8, fee
God.
Man his Vanity as mor-
tal y)^ 89, 90, 144. Hq-
minion over Creature*
S. xnortal, and Chrift
eternal lot. wonderful
Formation 139.
Mariners Ffalm 107.
Marriage, myftical 45..
Mrtfler of a Family lor.
Mt^ilation i, 63, 119^
5//? and Sth Farts,
Melancholy reproved 4*.
and Hope 77. removed
126.
Merciet common and
fpecial 68, 103. Spiri-
- tualandTemporal 103.
Innumerable 139. Eve?-
INDEX.
lading 136. Recorded
107. and Judgment 9.
and Truth ©f God 36,
103, 89, 136, i45» H^'
Mertt difclaimed 16.
Me/iab, feeChrift.
'Midnight Thoughts 63,
119, ^tb and 6th Parts.
139.
Minifien ordained 132.
114.
Morning Pfalm 3, 141. of
a Sabbath 5, 19, 63.
Mortality of Man 39, 4,9,
$0. and Hope 89. and
God's Eternity 90,
roa.
N
JvrAriON'^ Honour
* ^ and Safety is the
Church 48. Profperity
<7, 144. bleft and
punifhed 107.
Hattonal Deliverace 67,
75, 76, 124, iz6. Defo-
latioBs, the Church's
Safety and Triumph in
them 46.
feature and Scripture 19,
fJ9. 7/i& Par/, of Man
139.
I^ fix) -England Pfalm 107.
J^o'vemher the 5th, n},
124.
O
f\BEDJENCE fmcere
^ 32 > 18, 1^9. htUtt
tk^n Sacrifice 59.
0/d Age, Death ^S. and
RefurrefMon 71, 89.
Omnipotence, Onmifcience,
Omniprefence, he, fee
P
pARDONy Holinefs
* and Comfort 4. of
Backfliding 78. and
Direftion 25. and Re-
pentance prayed for
38. and Confeflion 32.
of original and a(5tual
Sin 51. plentiful with
God 130,
Patience under Affile-
tioHs 39. under Perfe-
cutions 37, 44 in
Darknefs 77, 130, 131!'.
Pe^ce and Holinefs en«
couraged 34. with Men
deiired 120.
Perfe£iions of Ood rit,
H5>H7t Z6.
Perfecuted Saints, their
Prayer and Faith 3^,
44, 74, 80, 83.
Perfecution, Vi6lory over
and Deliverance from
Jt7> 53> 94- Courage irt
it 119, i-jth Part.
Perfecutors punifhed 7,
1*29, 145, their Folly 14,
complained of 35, 44,
74, 80, 83. Deliverance
from them 94, 9, 10.
Perfejverance 13^, in
Trials nj, I'jth Part,
N 5 PeJiiUna
INDEX.
?ej\ilencs^ Prefervation
in it 91.
JP/V/j-jInftru^ions theie-
in 34, fee Saint.
fitj to the Afflifted 41.
Fie a ding vv i t h cai •: 1 e pi n -
ing 39, 123. the Hro-
mifes 119, iQib Part.
Fortion of Saints and
Sinners ii. 17. 37.
Poiy^fr/; conftiTcd 16.
Prai e to Grd ft cm
Children 8. for Crea-
tion andProvidence33.
io4.to our Creator loo.
from all Creatures 148.
for eminent Deliver-
ance 34, 118. General
86, 145,150. for theGof-
pel 98. for Health re-
ftored 30, 116. forHear-
ing Prayer 66, I02. to
Jefus Chrift 45. from ail
Nations 117. and Prayer
public 65. for Protec-
tion, Grace and Truth
57. for Providence and
Grace 36. for Rain 65,
147. from tlie Saints
149, 150. for temporal
Bleflings 68, 147. for
Temptationsovercome
18 forVicSlory in War/A.
Pr^fr heard 4,34,65,66.
inTime of War 20. and
Hope of Vi(5>ory 20.
Praife public 65. and
Hope 27. in Church's
Diftrtfs 80. Heard and
Sion reilored 102. and
Faith of perfecuted
Saints 35, 37, 56. and
Praife for Deliverance
34. for Repentance and
Pardon, C^c, 38. fee
Complaint.
Prff erasing Grac€ 138.
Prtnces vain 62, I46.
P roj ejfion o\ii\ncev\X) and
Repentance, Gfr. 119,
'^d t a'-t, I39. falfe 50.
Fromijes and Threat-
ning 81. pleaded 119,
icth Part.
Prifi^entj dangerous 45,
73-
Protection, Truth and
Grace 57. by Day and
Night i2i.
Pro'vidence its Wifdom,
andEquity 9, andCrea-
tion 33, 135, 136. and
Grace 36, I47. and Per-
fe6lions of God 36. its
Myltery unfolded 73.
recorded 77, 78, 107. in
Air, Earth and Sea 35,
65, 89,104, 107, 147.
Prudence and Zeal 39.
Pfalm for Soldiers 18,60.
old Age 71. for Huf-
bandmen 65. for a Fu-
neral 89, 90. for tke
Lord's Day 92. before
Prayer 95. before Ser-
mon 95. torMagift. ates
loi. for HoufhoJders ib,
Futlit
INDEX,
Puh/ic Wor{hip, abfent
from it complained of
4.a. Worftiip attended
on 122.
Punijhment of Sinners i,
"» 37- CL
QUARRELSOME
**^j Neighbours no.
^tcken'mi^ Grace 119,
16th Par}. R
JDAIN from Heaven
^ 135, 65, 147.
Reco^very tiom Sicknefs
6, 30, 116.
Religion and Juftice 13.
in Wo ds and Deeds 37.
Repentance, Confeflion
and Pardon 32. and
Prayer for Pardon and
Strength 38. and Faith
in theBlood of Chriftfi.
■Reproach tQvaoved 3i>37«
RefignaUon 39, 123^, 131.
Refolutions holy 119,1 ^th
Part,
RefurreShn and Death
of Chnfta, 16. of the
Saints 16, 17, 4.9, 71.
and Death 49, 71, 89.
Re'volution by K-ing Wil-
liam 75.
Riches, their' Vanity 49.
S
OABBylTH, fee Lord's-
*^ Day, Sacrifice 40, 51,
69.
5'«zz>i/i nappy, and Sin-
ners curfed i, 11, 119,
2ji Part. Safety in evil
Times 12, 46. the beft
Company 16. charac-
terifed 15, 24. and Sin-
ners Portion r, 17.
dwell in Heaven 1 5, 24.
pwnifhed and faved 7?,
106, God'sCareof them
34. Rewaid at laft 50.,
90, 92. and Sinners End
37, I, ri. Patience and
World's Hatred 37.
chaftifed andSinnerde-
ftroyed94. diebutCbriil
lives 102. puniilied and
pardoned loS, 107. con-
duced to Heaven 106,
107. trie4 and preferv-
ed 66, 125. judging the
World 149.
Saluation of Saints 10, ,
and Triumph i8. and
Defence in God 6i. by
Chrift69, 85.
Satan fubdued 3, 6, 13.
.yrn/i/ar^ compared with
the Book of Nature 19,
119, ^th Part. Tnftruc-
tion from it 119, ^t^
Pari. Delight in it 119,
Stb^ndiHtb Parts. Ho-
linefsandComfortfrom
itii9, 6//&?^r/. Perfec-
tions 119, 7M/'ar/. Va-
riety and Excellency
119, ^th Part, attended
with the Spirit no. qi/^
Part. ^
Seafons of the Year 6^^
1^7' N € Seaman's
INDEX.
StamatC% Song 107.
Su\nefs\iti\tA 6, 30,116.
-J/w of Naturei4. Original
and aftual, contefied
and pardoned 51, and
Chaltifement of Saints
78, 106. Univerfal 14.
Sincerity 19, a6, 32, 139.
proved and rewarded
iS.profcfled u^.-^dPart.
Sin oiTongMQ 12, 34, 50.
Slant/erf Deliverance
from it, 31, izo.
Scufj in a feparate State
17, 4^, 150.
Sptrtt given at Chrift's
Afcenfion 68.histeach-
ing defired 51, 119. ^tb
Part.
Spiritual Enemies over-
come 3, 18, 144. Blef-
fings and Punifhments
81.
Spring of the Year 65.
Submijffion 123, 131. \9
Chrift a.toSicknefs 3^.
Support and Council
from God 16. for the
affliflcd and tempted
55. and Comfort in
God 94, II 9, 14/^ Part,
T
7EMPrjTI0NS
overcome 3, 18. in
Sicknefs 6. efcape from
them 23. of the Devil
13. Support under
them }, 55, 94.
Thank J y public for pri-
vate Mercies 116, 118.
T/6r^<i/»;«^jandPromifes
81.
Thunder and Storm 29,
135, 136, 148.
*rimej evil 11, 12.
Tongue governed 34, 39.
7'rial of our Graces by
Affliftions 66, 125, of
our Hearts 26, 139.
Tr;«m//&forSalvationi8.
and Safety of the
Church in national
Defolations 46. at the
laftDay 149.
Tru/t in the Creatures
vain 62, 146.
Truthf GraceandProtec*
tion 57, 145, 146.
V
rrANITTofMrnzs
^ mortal 39, 89, 144.
of Life and Riches 49.
Vengeance and Compaf-
fion 68. againft the
Enemies of the Church
76, 149.
^r^or^hopedand prayed
for 20. over Tempta-
tions 6, 18, 144. over
temporal Enemies 18.
and Deliverance from
Perfecution 53.
L/«^^//\?/piinifhed 95.
Voivs paid in Church
116. of Holinefs 119,
15/A Part,
W
INDEX.
W
TT/^AiriNG forPar-
'^ don and Direc-
tion »5. for Anfvi er to
Prayer 85,143, 130.
War, Prayer in Time of
it »o. Difappointments
therein 60. Viftory 18.
Spiritual 18, 144.
Warnings of G od to his
People fi.
WaUkfulnefs 19, I4I.
over the Tongue 39.
Weather 65, 107, 135,
147, 148.
Wicked, fee Sinner, Saint.
Wtckednefs of Man 14,
Wind, fee Providence,
Scafon, Storm.
^iw^^r and Summer 147.
Wifdom and Equity of
Providence 9. of God
in his Works iii.
Wordai God, fee Scrip-
ture.
Worh of Creation and
Providence 104, 147,
148. and Grace 19,
33. Ill, 135, 136
good profit Men, not
God 16.
World's Hatred, and
Saints Patience 37.
Worjhip and Order of
theGofpel48. DeHght
in it 84. with Reve-
rence 09, 99. Daily 55,
134, 133. 141- in a Fa-
mily 133 Public 63, 84,
122, 131. Abfence from
it 42, 63.
Wrath and Mercy from
the Judgment-leat 9.
fee more in God, Pit->
nijbmenty Sa^viour, Ven-
geance.
7i
^EAL and Prudence
^ 39. Zion, its Citi-
zens, fee Cbwib*
The End of the Table of Conteatt,
A TABLE
A
TABLE
To find out any Pfalm, or Part of a
Pjalm, by the firft Line of it.
A ?a^e
ALL ye that love the Lord rejoice 179
■**' Aimigkty Ruler of the Skies 15
Amidii thy Wrath remember Love 70
Among th' Airembiies of the Great 164.
Among the Princes eai thly Gods 151
And will the God of Grace 145
Are ail ihe Foes of Zion Fools 99
Are Sinners now To fenfelefs grown 24
Arife, my gracious GOD 23
Awake, ye baints, to praife your King 450
B
B
EHOLD the lofty Sky 3+,
Behold the Love, the generous Love 64
Behold the Morning Sun 35
Behold the lure Foundation Stone 113
BehuTd thy waiting Servant, Lord 224
Blefs, O my Soul, the living GOD «8z
Bleft a: e the Sens ot Fea-ce 247
Bieft are the Souis that hear and know j 54
Bleft are the undefil'd in Heart 216
Bleft is the Man, for ever bleft 5S
Bleft is the Man whofe Bowels move 76
Bleft is the Man who ftiiins the Place x
Bleft is ihcJ^Jation where the Lord 58
C
A T A E L E.
C Pag^
CHiMren in Years and Knowledge ycung 6t
Come, Children, learn to fear the Lord 6%
Come, let our Voices join to raife ryo
Corae, found his Praife abroad 169
Confider all my Sorrows, Lord ^27
D
DAVID rejoi-c'd in GOD, his Strength 40
Deep in our Hearts let us record 123
E
EARLY, my GOD, without Delay zoj
Exalt the Lord our GOD 176
■p A R as thy Name is known 85
*^ Father, I blefs thy gentle Hand 430
Father, i fing tl>y wond'rous Giace 122
Firm and unmov'd are they 238
Firm was my Health, my Day was bright 52
Fools in their Heart believe and fay 23
For ever bleffed be the Lord 264
For ever (hall my Song record i^a
From Age to Age exalt his Name ap4
From all that dwell below the Skies 211
From deep Diilrefe and troubled Thoughts 243
r^ rVE Thanks to God : He reigns above
^^' Give Thanks to God, invoke his Name
193
Give Thanks to God mcft h gh - 25*
Give Thanks to God the fov'reign Lord 25*
Give to our God iramortal Praife 354
Give to the Lord, ye Sons oi Fame 51
A TABLE.
Pag*
God in his earthly Temple lays 151
God is the Refuge of his Saints St
God, my Supporter and my Hope 119
Ged of eternal Love 19 j
God of my Childhood and my Youth 1 x6
God of my Life look gently down jt
God of my Mercy and my Praife 99
God is the Lord, the heav'nly King 114
Great God, attend while &ion fings 146
Great God, how oft did Ifr^tl prove 141
Great God, indulge my homble Claim 108
Gr€at God, the Heav'ns well ordered Frame 37
Great God, whofe univerfal Sway 1x7
Great is the Lord exalted high «49
Great is the Lord, his Works of Might %o%
Great is the Lord our God 8
Great Shepherd of thine Ifr'el i4»
H
IT A D not the Lord may Ifr'el fay ajS
-■^ Happy is he that fears the Lord ao4
Happy the City where their Sons a65
Happy the Man to whom his God 55
Happy the Man whofe cautious Feet 3
Hear me, O God, nor hide thy Face 179
Hear what the Lord in Vifion faid 155
Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail ai
He reigns } the Lord, the Saviour reigni 17*
He that hath made his Refuge God i4i
How awful is thy chaft'ning Rod 137
How did my Heart rejoice to hear 134
How fall their Guilt and Sorrows rife «<
How long, O Lord, fliall I complain »x
How long wilt thou conceal thy Face ihid.
How pleafant, how divinely fair 146
How pleafaiit "'tis to fee «47
How pleased and blefs'd was I «5J
How fhall the young fecure their Hcarti % 1 8
A TABLE.
JEHOV AHvt\gn%\ He dwells in Light 165
Jefus, our Lord, afcend thy Throne aai
Jefu! fiiall reign where'er the Sun ?47
If God fucceed not all the Coft 240
If God to build the Houfedeny ihid,
I Jift my Soul to God 47
I'll biefs the Lord frc-m Day to Day 6i
I'll praife my M^nker with my Breath a6§
I'll fpeak the Honoiar of itny King 80
I Ipve the Lord s he heard my Cries aio
Ja 2ll my vaft Corxcrns with Tf^ec 359
Jn Anger, Lord, r^ukewke not u>
fa God's own Hoofe f>fonouiK:e hh ^rtAft *8o
h\ Judahf God of old was known 135
into thine Hand, O God of Truth 53
h>y to the World j the Lord fs ccrnw I75
I fet the Lord before my Faoe »l
Is theje Ambition in my Heart 244
Jt is the Loid our Saviour's Hand jSl
Judge me, O Lord, and prove my Ways 4^
Judges who rule the World by Laws J04,
Juft are thy Ways, and true riiy Word 3a
J waited patient for the Lord j^
I will extol Thee, Lord, on high j*
r E T all the Earth their Voices ra-ife 17 a
*-' Let all the Heathen Writers join a»j
Let Children hear the mighty Deeds 13B
Let every Creature join 477
Let every Tongue thy Goodnefs fpeak %6f
Let God arife in all his Might liy
htt Sinners take their Courfe loi
Let Sion in her King rejoice S3
Let Sion and her Sons rejoice i?i
Long as I live I'll blefs thy Name a66
Lord, haft thou caft the Nation off 105
Lord,
ABLE.
Pas
Lord, I am thine: But thou wik prove
Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin ,
Lord, I can fuffer thy Rebukes i
Lord, I efteem thy Judgments right a*
i'^™' }i ^^^^^ Eyes furvey our Fa«ks i6(
Lord, if thou doll not foon appear a
Lord, I have made thy Word my Choice a*
Lord, in the Morning thou (halt hear
Lord, I will blefs thee all rny Days 6i
Lord, I would fpi ead my fore Diftrcfs 9
Lord of the World* above 14
Lord, thou haft caird thy Grace to Mind 45
Lord, thou baft heard thy Sc, vantcry aif'
Lord, thou haft frarch'd and feen me thro' 456
Lord, (hou haft feen my Soul finccre 31
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 9
Lord, 'tis a pleafant Thing to ftand 165
Lord, we have heard thy Works of old 79
Lord, what a feeble Piece 151
Lord, what a thoughtlefs Wretch was T 130
Lord, what was Man when made at fiift 216
Lord, what is Man, poor feeble Man 264,
Lord, when 1 count thy Mercies o*er a6i
Lord, when thou didft afcen.-l on high 118
Loud Halleluiahs to the Lord *75
Lo, what a glorious Corner-ftonc ai5
Lo, what an entertaining Sight 24.6
M
Vj A K E R and fovereign Lord 4
Mercy and Judgment are my Song 178
Mine Eyes and my Dcfire 48
My God, accept my early Vows 261
My God, confidcr my Diltrefs «a5
My God, how many are my Fears 7
My God; in whom are all the Springs 103
My God, my evei:laftlng Hope it^
My God, my King, tiiy various Praife 265
M^vGod, permit my Toii^ue 109
My
A T A B L E.
foge
ly God, the Steps of pious Men 69
!•' God, what inward Grief I teei 45S
\\/ Heart rejoices in thy Name 54
Ay never ceafing Songs ftiall fhow 153
Ay Refuge is the God of Love 18
Ay righteous Judge, my gracious God »ii
Ay Saviour and my King 80
/\y Saviour, my Ahnighty Friend 125
Ay Shepherd is the living Lord 43
•^ly Shepherd will fupply my Need 44
Vly Soul, how lovely is the Place 147
My Soul lies cleaving to the Duft 4^9
Vly Soul repeat his Praife 185
My Soul thy great Creator praife i S6
Vly Spirit looks to God alone X06
My Spirit finks wi. bin me, Lord 77
\Ay Truft is in my heav'nly Friend iz
N
"KT O Sleep nor Slumber to bis Eyes 24$
■•■^ Not to our Name, thou only juft & true 208
Not to ourfeives who are but Duft 407
Now be my Heart infpir'd to Sing 84
Now from the roafing ! ion's R''g5 4a
Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind iz8
Now let o.,r Lips with holy F^ar lai
Now let our mournful Songs record 4*
Now may the God of Pow'r and Grare %%
Now plead my Caufe, Almighty God 6^5
Now fhail my folemn Vows be paid lj6
O
r\ A L L ye Nations praife the Lord all
^^ O bleffed Souls are they $'^
O blefs the Lord, my Soul 184
O Briiain^ praife thy mighty God 47I
Of Ju (tire and of Grace I fmg 178
O ror a bh®ut jof iacred Joy '84
O
A T A B L E.
Page
O God nay Refuge, hear my Cries loo
O God of Grace and Righteonfnefs 8
O God of Mercy, hear my Call $9
O Cod to whom Revenge belongs l6|r
O happy Man, whofc Soul is fiird 244
O happy Nation, where the Lord 59
O how I love thy holy Law azo
O Lord, how many are my Foes 8
© Lord, our heav'niy King
O Lord, our Lord, how wondVows great
O I hat the Lord weak! guide my Ways
O that thy Statutes ev^y Hour
O thou tb:^t hear'ft vshen SinosTS cry
O thca whofe Grace and Juttice rckgni
O ll-jou wjjofe Jultice reign* on liigh
Our God, our Help in Ag'-s nalt
0\ii of the Deepji of long Diftrefs
O what a ftiff rebeiJious Houfe
p R A T S E watts :n Sioyj, Lord, for thee J13
* Prai/e ye the Lord, exalt his Name 148
Praife ye the Lord, nny Heart fhall join a68
Praife ye the Lord, 'tis good to raife 270
Preferve me. Lord, in Time of Need 26
R
ly E J O I C E, ye righteous, in the Lord 5^
^^ Remember, Lord, our mortal State 156
Return, O God of Love, return 160
S
C Alvation is for ever nigh 150
•^ Save me, O God; the fwelllng Floods 11$
Save me, O Lord, from ev'ry Fee 27
Se< what a living Stone aH
Stitw-Pity, Loid; O Lord, forgive 9S
Shine
A TAB L E.
Fage
i hine mighty God, on -Br/'/^V-^ fhine 116
■ing all ye Nations to the Lard H5
I ing to the Lord aloud 14*5
Jing to the Lord yeho'<vah''s Name r&9
;ing to the Lord with joyful Voice 177
5ingto theLord, ye diilant Land* 17I
Jongs of immortal Praife belong 2$r
Icon as I heard my Father fay 50
'ure there's a righteous God 131
.weet is the MemVy of thy Gracs 2=67
>weet is the Work, my God, my King 284
T* E A C H me the Meafare of my Days 7*
■■' Th' Almighty reigns exalted high 173
rhat Man is bleft who Hands in Awe 405
rhe Earth forever is the Lord's 4.5
Thee will I love, O Lord, my Strength 3®
The God Jehovah reigns 175
rhe God of Glory fends his Summons forth 93
The God of our Salvation hears 11 1
The Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord 3<5
The King of Saints, how fair his Face ^
The King, O Lord, with Songs of Praife 39
The Lord appears my Helper now 2i«
The Lord, how wondVous are his Ways 183
The Lord Jebo*vab reigns 161$
The Lord is come : The Heav'ns proclaim 173
The Lord my Shepherd is 45
The Lord of Glory is my Light |o
The Lord of Glory reigns j he reigns on high i6€
The Lord the Judge before his T4irone 83
The Lord the Judge his Churches warns «•
The Lord, the fov'reign King lis
The Lord the Sovereign itnds his Summons
forth 91
The Man it ever bleft %
The
A TABLE.
Pagi
The Praife of Sion waits for Thee uo
The Wonders, Lord, thy Love has wrought 74.
Think, mighty God, on feeble Man
This IS the Day the Lord hath made
The fpacious Earth is all the Lord's
Thou art my Portion, O my God
Thou God ot Love, thou ever bleft
Through evYy Age eternal God
Tilt ice happy Man, who fears the Lord
Thus I refolv'd befor e the Lord
Thus faith the Lord, the fpacious Fields
Thus faith the Lord your Work in vain
Thus the eternLil Father fpake
• Thus the great Lord of Earth and Sea
Thy Mercies fill the Earth, O Lord
Thy Name, AhnightyLord
Thy Works of Glory, mighty Lord
'Ti's by thy Strengtli the Mountains (land
To God I made my Sorrows known
To God the Great ; the ever bleft
To Heav'n I lift my waiting Eyes
To our Almighty Maker, GOD
To thee, before the dawning Light
To thee, moft holy, and moft high
To thine almighty Arm we owe
'Twas for my Sake, eternal God
*Twas from thy Hand, my God I came
*Twas in the Watches of the Night
U
A IN Man ©n foolifh Pleafure* bent
Unfhaken as the facred Hill
Up from my Youth, may //rV/fay
Up to the Hills I lift mine Eyei
Upward I lift mine Eyes
W
V
WE blefs the Lord, the Juft the Good
We love Thee, Lor4, and we adore
Wbal
A TABLE.
Pagf
What fliall I render to my God aio
When Chnlt to Judgment (haii defcend 90
When God is nigh my Faith is ftrong 27
When God provokM with faring Crimes I08
Wheu God reltor'd our captive btate a^g
When God reveal'd his gracious Name 239
When //rV/, freed from Pharaoh's Hand 207
When Ifrel fins the Lord reproves I4.0
When I with pleafing Wonder ftand 266
When Man grows bold in Sin 65
When overwhelm'd with Grief I06
When Pain and Anguiih fe ze me, Lord 229
When the great Judge fupreme and juft 17
Where (hall the Man be found ^%
Where fhall we go to feek and find j^^
While I keep Silence, and conceal <;6
While Men grow bold in wicked Ways 65
Who dial! afcend thy heav'niy Place ' 25
Who (hall inhabit in thy Hill 24,
Who will arife and plead my Right 168
Why did the Jenvs proclaim their Rage 6
Why did the Nations join to flay r
Why do the Proud infult the Poor 88
Why do the wealthy Wicked boait 69
Why doth the Lord (land off fo far 18
Why doth the Man of Riches grow 85
Why has my Godi my Soul fcrfock ^o
Why (hould I vex my Soul and fret 67
Will God for ever caft w off 1^2
With all my Pov^'ers of Heart and Tongue 255
With earneft Longings of the Mind 76
With my whole Heart I'll raife my Song 16
With my whole Heart I've fought thy Face 126
With Rev'rence let the Saints appear i^^
With Songs and Honours founding loud 212
Would you behold the Worlds of God jjg
, - Y
A TABLE.
Y Page
Y E ^'Oly Souls, in God rejoice 58
"*" Ye Iflands of the Northern Sea 174.
Ye Nations round the Earth lejoice 176
Ye Servants of jth' Ahnighty King 206
Ye Sons of Men, a feeble Race 163
Ye Sons of Pr'de, that hate the Juft 87
Ye that delight to ferve the Lord 105
Ye that obey th' immortal King 248
Ye Tribes oi Adam join 275
Yet ( faith the Lord ) if Da'vi(V% Race j 5 s
THE E ND.
HYMNS
AND
SPIRITUAExS C^N G S.
In Three BOCKS.
I. Colledled from the Scriptures.
II. Compofed on Divine Snbjecls.
III. Prepared for the Lord's Supper.
£
By. /. TF A T r S, D. D.
The Tv/ENTY-FOURTH Edition.
And they fursg a new Song, faying, Thou art vrorthy,
'^&'c. for thou waft fiain, and haA redeemed us, &'c.
Hev, V. g^. .
Soliti efTent ({. c. Chrifi'iam) ccnvenire, carm'cnque,
Chrifto quail Deo dicers. Flir.ius in Eplji.
P. H IL A D E L P H I A:
Printed and SqM by D, HALL, and
W. SELLER S, at the N e^v -Printing-
Office, in Marht-fire,t, MDCCLXXIL
(^{^^^t^^ /"^i/ny /^-1-^-r^
i^:e (^ ^ y\ —
THE
PREFACE.
WHILE we fing the Praires of our God
in his Church, we are emp'ioved in that
Part of Worfhip which of all oi^hers is the neareft
a-kin to Heaven ; and 'tis Pity that this, of all
others, ihould be performed the woift upon.
Earth. The Gofpel brings us nearer to the
heavenly State than all the former Difpenfatidfts
©f God amongft Men : And is the laft Days of
the Gofpel we are browght alrnoft within Sight
of the Kingdom of our Lord 5 yet we are very
much unacquainted with the Songs ot" the Neio
yerufalem, and \3npra€lifed in the Work of
Praife. To fee the dull Indifference, the negli-
gent and the thoughtlefs Air, that fits upon the
Faces of a whole Affembjy, while the Pfalm is on
their Lips, might tempt even a. ' charitable Ob-
ferver to fufpeft the Fervency of inward Reli-
gion 5 and 'tis much to be feared, that tlie Minds
of moll of the VVorfhippers are abfent or uncon-
cerned. Perhaps the Modes of Preaching in the
beft Churches ftill want lomt Degrees of Refor-
mation 5 nor are the Methods of Prayer fo pe.^-
fcfl-, as to ftand in Need of no CorredLion or
Improvement: But of all ovir Religious Solem-
nities, 'Pfalmo^y is the moft unhappily managed :
That very Action which fhouid elevate us to the
rooft; delightful and divine Senfations, doth not
only fiat our Devotion, but ''too often awakens
our Regret, and touches ail the Springs of Unea-
fmefs within us.
A a I
iv The PREFACE.
I have been long convinced, 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 tbe Spi-
rit of the Gofpel -. Many of them foreign tc
the State of the New Teftament, and widely
different from the prefent ,Circum{binces ot
Chriltians. Kence it comes to pafs, that when
fpiiitual AffeiSlions are excited in us, and oui
"Souls are raifed a little above this Earth in the
Beginning of a Pfalm, we are checked, on a fud-
den, in our Afcent to Heaven, by fome Expref-
lions that are more fuited to the Days of Car/ia.
Oralinancesy and fit only to be fung in the Worldly
Slf.niiuary. When we are juft entering into an
Evangelical Frame, by feme of the Glories of the
Gofpel prefented in the brighteft Figures of
Judaifm, yet the very next Line, perhaps, which
the Clerk parcels out unto us, hath fomething in
it fo extremely Jenjo'ijh and cloudy, that darkens
our Sight of God the Saviour. Thus by keep-
ing too clofe to Da<v:d\n the Houfe of God, the
Vail of Mofes is thrown over our Hearts. While
we are kindling into Divine Love by the Medita-
tions of the Icving K'mdntfs of God, and the Mul-\
titude of his tender Mercits, within a few Verfes
fome dreadful Curfe againfl Men is propofed tc
our Lips ; That God ivould add Iniquity unto their
Iniquity y nor let them come into his KigJteoufnffSi
hut blot them out of the Book of the Li--ving, Pialra
Ixix. 26, 2.7, a8, which is contrary to the
New Commandment of loving our Enemies; and
cren under the Old Teftament is befl accounted
forj by referring it to the Spirit of Prephetick
Vengeance. Some Sentences of the Pfalmifly that
are expreilive of the Temper of our own Heart?,
and the Circumftances of our Lives, may com-
pofe our Spirits to Serioufnefs, and aHure i»s to
rhe P R E F A C E. v
a fweet Retirement within ourfelves j but we
meet with the following Line, which fo peculi-
arly belongs but to one Action or Hour of the Life
of^Da'vid or of Jfafb, that breaks off our Song
in the Mi ift; our Confciences are affrighted, kit
we (hould fpeak a Falfhood unto God : Thus the
Powers of oar Souls are fliocked on a fudden, and
our Spirits rufRcd, before we have Time to re-
fled: that this may be {"wv^g only as a Hiftory of
ancient Saints : And, perhaps, in fome Inftances
that Sa/vo is hardly fufficient neither. Befides,
it aimed always fpoiis tlie Devotion, by breaking-
the uniform Thread of it. For while our Lips
and our Heaits riin on fweetly together, applying
the Vv ords to our own Cafe, there is Something
of Di'. ine Delight in it -. But at once we v^re forced
to turn off the Application abruptly, and our
Lips fpeak nothing but the Heart of Danjid.
Thus our own Heaits are, as it w^ere, forbid the
Purfuit of the Song, and then the Harmony and'
the Worfhip grow dull of meer Neceiiity.
Many Minifteis, and m.any private Chiiftians,
kave long groaned under this Inconvenience, and
have wiflied raiher than att mptid a Reforma-
tioR : At their importunate and repeated Re-
quefts, I have for fome Years pr.it devoted many
Hours ofLeifure to this Service. Far be it Irotri
my Thoughts to lay afide the Book of Pfalms inc
public Worflrip ; few can pretend fo great a Va-
lue for them as myfelf : It is the moft Artful, moll
Devotional and Divine Corie6i:ion of Poefy ; and
nothing can be fuppofed more proper to'raife a
pious Soul to Heaven, than fome Parts of that
Book; never was a Piece of experimental Divi^
nity fo nobly written, and fo juftly reverenced
and admired : But it muft be acknowledged ftill,
that there are a thoufand Lines in it which were
not made for a Church in oar Days, to afliime
A3 as
▼i rhe PREFACE.
a& its own : There are alfo many Deficiencies of
Light and Glory, which oirr Lord Jffus and his
ApolUes have (upplied in the Writings of the
New Teftanfient ; and with this Advantage I have
compofed tbeic Spiritual Songs, which are now
prel'enfed (othe World. Nor is the Attempt vain-
gloricus or prefuming ; for in refne^l of clear
Evangelical Knowledge, The leaji in the K'tnvdom
of Hea-vcn is greater ikan aii the Jeixijb Profheis^i
Matt. xi. II.
Now iiet me give a fliort Account of the follow-/
ing Compofures.
The greatell Part of (hem are fuited to thC:
general State of the Gofpel, and the moll com-
mon Aifr.irs of Ch:ifti?.ns -. I hope there will be
very few found hut what may properly be ufed-
in a religious AfTembly, and not one of them
but may well be adapted to fome Seafons, either
ol" private or of public Worfhip. The mofl fre-'
quent Tempers and Changes of our Spirit, and
Conditions of our Life, are here copied, and the;
Breathings of our Piety expreflcd according to
the Varietj^ of our Faflions ; our Love, our Fear,
our Hope, our Defire, our Sorrow, our Wonder,
find our Joy, as they are refined into Devotion,
and 3(51 u!uier the Influence and Condudl of th^
Blefled Spirit j sll converfing with God the Fa- ;
ther, by the new and living Wny of Accefs to the- ■
Ihrone, even the Perfon and. Mediation of our •
Lord Jf/ns Qhriji. To him alfo, even to the Lamb
that n.L-asJlainy and noiv li<ves, I have addreifed ma- .
ny a Song -, for thus doth the Holy Scripture in-
ftru6^ and teach us to worfliip, in the various
fhort Patterns of Chiillian Pfalmody defcribed in
the Revelations. I have avoided the more ob-
fcure and controvtited Points of Chriftianity,
that we ni'gltt all obey tl'ic Piied^ion of the Wot d
gf God J and^7ig his FraiJ'esiiiih Undirfiandingy
Pfalm
The PREFACE, vi
Pralm xivii. 7. The Contentions and di/linguifli-
ing Words of Sects and Parties are fecluded, that
whole Aflemblies might affift at the Harmony,
and difierent Churches join in the fame Worlhip,
without Offence.
If any Ejspreflions occur to the Reader that fa-
vour of an Opinion diiferent from his own, yet
ht may obferve thefe are generally fuch as are
capable of an extenfive Senfe, and may be ufed
with a charitable Latitude. I think it is moft
agreeable, that what is provided for public Sing-
ing, fhouJd give to fmcere Confciences as little
Di'fturbance as polTible. However, where any
unpleafing Word is found, he that leads the Wor-
ftnp, may fubftitute a better; for (blelied be God)
we are not confined to the Words of any Man in
eur public Solemnities.
The whole Book is written in four Sorts of
Metre, and fitted t© 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 uahappy Mix-
ture of Reading and Singing, which cannot pre-
fcntly be reformed. The Metaphors are gene-
rally funk to the Level of vulgar Capacities. I
^ave aimed at Eafe of Numbers, and Smoothnefs
©f Sound, and endeavoured to make the Senfe
plain and obvious. If the Verfe appears fo gentle
and flowing as to incur theCenfure of Feeblenefs,
1 may^honeftly affirm, that fometimes it coft me
Labour to make it fo : Some of the Beauties of
Poefy are neglefted, and fome wilfully defaced :
I have thrown out the Lines that were too fono-
rous, and have given an Allay to the Verfe, left
a more exalted Turn of Thought or Language,
(bould darken or difturb the Devotion of the
weakel^ Souls. But hence it comes to pafs, that
I have been forced to lay afide many Hymns after
A 4, they
VI II
The P R E F A C E. }
they were finifhed, and utterly eTccliide them
from this Volume, becaiife of the bolder Figures
of Speech that crouded thcmfelvts into the Vcrfc,
and amoreunconfined Variety of Number, which
I could not eafily rtllrain.
Thefe, with many other Divine and Moral
Compofures, are now printed in a fecond Edition
of the Poems, intituled, Hora Lyriae , for as in
that Book 1 have endeavoured to pleafe and profit
the politer Part of Mankind, without offending
the plainer Sort of Chriitians, fo in this it has
been my Labour to p; omote the pious Entertain-
ment of Souls truly ferious, even of the meanelt
Capacity, and at the fame Time (it pofTible) not
to give Difguft to Perfons of richer Senl'e, and
Ricer Education ; and I hope, in the prefent Vo-
iiirae, this End will app«ar ta be purfued with
much greater Happinefs than in the fiifl Impref-
lion of it, though the World afliires me the for-
mer has not much Keafon to complain.
The whole is divided into three Books.
In the Firji, I have borrowed the Senfe, and
much of the Form of the Song, from fome pari
ticular Portions of Scripture, and have para-
phrafed moil of the Doxologies in the New
Teftament that contain any 1 hing in them pe-
culiarly Evangelical J and many Parts of theOlci
Tettament alio, that have a J^eference to tke
Times of the MeJJiah. In thefe I expert to be
often cenfured for a too religious Obfervance of
the Words of Scripture, whereby the Vei fe is
weakened and debafed, according to the Judg-
ment of the Criticks: But as my whole Defigii
vvas to aid the Devotion of Chriliians, fo more
efpecially in this Fait : And I am Tatisfied I fhali
hereby attain two Ends, 'v'tz. aii'ilt the Worfhip
of all ierious Minds, to whom the ExprefTions of
Scripture are ever dit^v and delightful, and grai
tify
Tie P R E F A C E. ix
tify the Tafte and Inclination of thofe, who think
nothing muft be fung unto God bur the Tranfla-
tions of his own Word. Yet you will always find
in this Paraphrafe, dark, Expreflions enlighten-
ed, and the Levitical Ceremonies, and Hebrew
Forms of Speech, changed into the Worfhip of
the Gofpel, and explained in the Language of
our Time and Nation j and what would not bear
fuch an Alteration, is omitted, and laid afide.
After this Manner fhould I rejoice to fee a good
Part of the Book of Pfa/ms fitted fw the Uie ot
our Churches, and Da^-z^/ converted into a Chri-
Ifian : But becaufe I cannot perfuade others to
attempt this glorious Work, I have fuffered my-
felf to be perfua.ded to begin it, and have, through
Divifle Goodnefsj. already proceeded half Way
through.
The Second Part confiits of Hyrans, wkofe
Form is of mere hum"in Compofuies, but I hope-
the Seme and Mateiia's wj] always appear Di-
vine. I might have brou.dit fome Text or other, .
and applied it to the Margin of every Verfe, if
this Method had been asufefulas it was eafy. If
there-be any Poems in the Book that are capable
of giving D^^light to Perfons of a more refined'
Taite and .polite Educiation, perhaps they may be
found in this Part; but except they lay s-fnie the
Humour of Criticifm, and enter into a devout
Frame, every ©de here already defpairs of plea-
fing. I confers myfelf to kave been too often ■
tempted away from the more Spiritu:! Defigns I
propofed, by fome gay and fio\very Expreffions
that gratified the Fancy ; the bright Images too
often prevailed above the Fire of Divine Affec-
tion ; and the Light exceeded the Heat : Yet I
hope, in many of them the Reader will find that
Devotion dilated the Song, and the Head and
Hand were nothing but Interpreters and Secreta-
A 5 lies.
X rhe P K E F A C E.-
ries to the Heart: Nor is th« Magnificence or
Boldnefs of the Figures comparable to that Di-
vine Licence, which is found in the i8th and
68th Plalms, feveral Chapters of Job, and other
Poetical Farts of Scripture : And in this Refpe^l
I may hope to efcape the Reproof of thofe whp
pay a facied Reverence to the Bible.
I have prepared the Third Fart only for the
Celebration of the Lord's Supper, that, in Imi-
tation of our Bieffed Saviour, v/t might fmg an
Hymn after vi'e have partaken of the Bread and
Wine. Here you will find fome Paraphrafes of
Scripture, and fome other Compofitions. There
are above One Hundred Hymns in the two for-
«ier Parts, that may very properly be ufed in this
Ordinance, and fometimes perhaps appear more
fuitable than any of thefe Valt; but there are Ex-
prefiions generally ufed in thefe, which confine
them only to the Table of the Lord, and there-
fore I have diftinguiihed and fet them by them-
felves.
If the LORD, who inhabits the Praifes of
Jfraely ftiall refufe to fmile upon this Attempt
for the Reformation of Pfalmody amongtt the
Churches, yet I humbly hope that his blelTed
Spirit will make thefe Compofures ufeful to
private Chriftians; and if they may but attain
tbe Honour of being elteemed pious Medita-
tions, to aflift the devout and the retired Sowl in
the Exercifes of Love, Faith and Joy, it will be
a valuable Compenfation of my Labours : My
Heart fliall rejoice at the Notice of it, and my
Cod fhall receive the Glory. This was my Hope
and Vow in the firft Publication j and it is now
my Duty to acknowledge to him, with Thankful-
nefs, how ufeful he has made thefe Compofitions
already, to the Comfort and Edification of Socie-
ties, and ofpiivateFcrfons; And upon the fam^
Grounds
The P RET A C E, xi
Grounds I have a better Profpea:, and a bigger
Hope of much more Service to the Church, by
the large Improvements of this Edition, if the
Lord, who dwells in Sion, fliall favour it with his
continued BlefTing.
A« To
[ 5cii ]
To THE Reverend
Dr. WATTS,
ON HIS
DIVINE POEMS,
SAY, Smiling Mufe, what heav'nly Strain
Forbids the Waves to roar j
Comes gently gliding o'er the Main,
And charms cur liirning Shore !
What Angel ftrikes the trembling Strings ?
And whence the golden Sound !
Or is it Watts— -or GABRrEL fings
From yon celeftial Ground ?
'Tis Thou, Seraphick Watts ; Thy Lyre
JPlays fott along the Floods ;
Thy Notes, the anfw'ring Hills infpire,
And bend the waving Woods.
The Meads, with dying Mufick fiird.
Their fmiling Honours fnow,
While, whifp'ring o'er e?.ch fragrant Field,
The tuneful Breezes b'ow.
The Rapture (bunds in ev'ry Trace,
E'en the rough Rocks regale 5
Frefti fiow'ry Joys flame o'er the Face
Of ev ry laughing Vale.
And Thou, my Soul,, the Tranfport 0Tvn>
Fir'd with immortal Heat ;
Whllft dancing Pulfes driving en,
About tliy Body beat.
- [ xiii ]
Long as the Sun fhall rear his Head,
And chafe the flying Glooms,
As blufhing from his nuptial Bed
The gallant Bridegroom comes :
Long as the duiky Ev'ning flies,
And flieds a doubtful Light,
While fudden ruih along the Skies
The fable Shades of Night :
O Watts ! thy facred Lays fo long
Shall ev'ry Bofom fire j
And ev'ry Mufe, and ev'ry Tongue,
To fpeak thy Praife, confpire.
When thy fair Soul (hall on the Wings
Of (houting Seraphs rife,
And with fuperior Sweetnefs fings
Amid thy native Skies ;
Still fliall thy lofty Number flow,
Melodious and Divine ;
And Lhoirs above, and Saints below,
A deathlefs Chorus I join.
To our far Shores the Sound ftall roll,
(So Philomela fung)
And Eaft to Weft, and Pole to Pole,
Th' Eternal Tune pi olong.
tJeiv- England J M. B Y L E s,
Boftonj March 15,
3747.
HYMNS
[ ^3
H Y M N S
AND
SPIRITUAL SONGS.
B O O K I.
Colleiled from the Holy Scriptures,
I. A Neiv Song to the Lamb that n.vds fiain^ Rev,
V. 6, *r, 8, 9, lo, i^'
1 y-v E H O L D the Glories of the Lamb
t-^ Amidft his Father's Throne j
\ M Prepare new Honours for his Name,
And Songs before unknown,
a Let Elders worfhip at his Feet,
The Church adore around.
With Vials full of Odours fweet.
And Harps of fweeter Sound.
3 Thofe are the Prayers of the Saints,
And thefe the Hymns they raife :
'Jefus is kind to our Complaints
He loves to hear our Praife,
[4. Eternal Father, who (hall look
Into thy fecret Will^
Who but the Son ftiould take' that Book,
And open ev'r y Seal ?
^ He fhall fulfil thy great Decrees,
The Son deferves it well ;
Lo,- in his Hand the Sovereign Keys
Of Heav'n, and Death and HeJi.]
6 Now
a HYMNS and B. t.
6 Now to the Lamb that once was flain,
Be endlefs Blefiings paid ;
Salvation, Gloiy, Joy remain
For ever on thy Head.
7 Thou hall redeemed our Souls with Blood,
Haft fet the Prisoners free,
Haft made us Kings and Priefts to God,
And we ilial] reign with Thee.
8 The Worlds of Nature and of Grace
Are put beneath thy Pow'r j
Then fhorten thefe delaying Days,
And bring the promisd Hour.
II. The Deity and Humanity of Chrift, John i. i,
3, i^. and Col. i. i6. and. Eph. iii. 9,- 10.
1 F7'ER the blue Heav'ns were ftretch'd
xld abroad, =
From Everlafting was the Word;
With God he wasj the Word was God,
And muft divinely be ador'd.
2 By his own Pow'r were all Things made j
By him fupported all Things ftand j
He is the whole Creation's Head, .
And Angels fly at his Command.
3 E'er Sin was born, or Satan fell,
He led the Hoft of Morning- Stars 5
(Thy Generation who can tell,
Or count the Number of thy Years ?)
4 But lo, he leaves thofe Heav'nly Forms, ;
The Word dtlcends and dwells in Clay,
That he^^may hold Cont^rfe.with Wpims^
Dreft in fuch feeble Fle/h as they.
5 iMorlals with Joy beheld his-PaCe,
Th' Eternal Farher'§ only Son ,'
How full'of Truth ! how full of Grace!
When thro' his Eyes the Godliead Ihorre !
6 Arch
B. I. Spiritual S 0 N G S,
6 Arch-Angels leave their high Abode,
To learn new Mj'ftVies here, and tell
The Loves of our defcendins, God,
The Glories of E M A N U E L.
Ill, TbeNati'vifjefChn^, Lukei. 30, fefr. Luke
ii. 10, (S'c.
1 "O E H O L D, the Grace appears,
J3 The Proniire is fuifiii'd J
Mary the WoRd'rous Virgin bears,
And Jefus is the Child.
[z The Lerd, theHigheft God,
Calls him his only Son j
He bids him rule the Lands abroad,
And gives him Da^vid^i Throne.
3 O'er Jacob fhall he reign
With a peculiar Sv.ay ^
The Nations lliall his Grace obtain,
His Kingdom ne'er decay,]
4 To bring the glorious News,
A heav'nly Form appears;
Ke tells the Shepherds of their Joys^
And banifnes their Fears.
5 Go humble Sn.vqins, faid he.
To D3vid\f City fiy,
The promised Infant born lo day y
Doth in a Manger lis.
6 With Looks and Hearts ferene.
Go njijit Chrift your King ;
And ftrait a flaming Troop was feen j
The Shepherds heard him fmg.
7 Glory to God on High,
And hea'v'nly Peace on Earthy
Good Will to Men, to Angels Joy^
At the Redeemsr^s Birth.
rs la
4 HT M N S and B. L
[S In Worfliip {^o divine
Let Saihts employ their Tongues;
With the Cdeltial Hoft we join,
And loud repeat their Songs.
9 Glory to God an High,
And kean/nly Peace on Earth,
Good Will to Metty to Angels Joy,
At our Redeemer'' i Birth. '\
IV. Referred to the id Pfalm.
V. SuhmiJJion to AffiiSfi've Frc'vidence, Job i. xi.
1 "^wl" A K E D, as from the Earth we came,
JL^ And crept to Life at firft,
W'e to the Earth return <i gain,
And mingle with our Duit.
2 The dear Delights we here enjoy.
And fondl)' call our own,
Are but fhort Favours borro\V'd New,
To be repaid Anon.
3 'Tis God that lifts our Comforts high,
Or fmks them in the Grave,
He gives, and (blefled be his Name)
He takes but what he gave.
4 Peace, all our angry FafTions, then
Let each rebellious Sigh
Be filent at his Sovereign Will,
And ev'ry Murmur die.
5 If fmiiing Mercy crown cur Lives,
Its Praifes fhall be fpread,
And we'll adore the Juftice too,
That Itrikes our Comforts dead.
VI. Triufnph o'vsr Death, Job xix. 35, 46, 17.
1 f^ R E A T GOD, I own thy Sent«nce juft,
VJF And Nature muft decay,
I yield my Body to the Duft,
To dwell with Fellow-Ciay.
a Yet
\
B. I. spiritual SONGS. 5
2 Yet Faith may triumph o'er the Graye,
And trample on the Tombs :
t/lYJefus, my Redeemer iives,
My God, my Saviour comes.
3 The mighty ConquVor fhall appear
Hieh on a Royal Seat,
And Deal h, the'jaft of all his Foes,
Lie vanquifli'd at his Feet.
4 Though greedy Worms devour my Skin,
And gnaw my wafting Flefti,
When. God Oiall build my Bones again.
He clothes 'cm all afreili.
5 Then fhall I fee thy lovely Face,
With ftrong isimortal Eyes,
And feaft upon thy unknown Grace
With Fieafure and Surprize.
VII. n:'ke Jn-viiaiion of ike Gofpel\ or, Sptr'itttai
Food and Cloathing, Ifa. Iv. i, a, &c.
3 "I" ET ev'ry mortal Ear attend,
A_7 Amd ev'ry Heart rejoice.
The Trumpet of the Gofpel founds,.
With an inviting Voice,
s Ho, all ye hungry ftaiving Souls,
That feed upon the Wind,
And vainly ftrive with earthly Toys
To fill an empty Mind :
3 Eternal Wifdom hag prepar'd
A Soul reviving Fealt,
And bids your longing Appetites
The rich Froviiion tafte.
4 Ho, ye that pant for living Streams,
And pine away and die j
Here you may quench your raging TJiirft
W^ith Springs that never dry.
5 Rivers of Love and Mercy here
In a rich Ocean join \
Sai-
6 HYMNS and B.I.
Solvation in Abundance flows,
Like Floods of Milk and Wine.
[6 Ye perifl-iing 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 (Jod,
Wrought by the Labours of his Son,
And dy'd in his own Blood.]
% Dear God, the Treafures of thy Love
Are everiafting Mines,
Deep as our helplefs Miseries are.
And boundlefs as our Sins.
9 The happy Gates of Gofpel Grace
Stand open Night and Day ;
Lord, we are come to feek Supplies,
And drive our Wants away,
VI II. i:be Safety and Proteaion of the Church,
Ifa. xxvi, 1, 2, 4, 5, 6.
I T Y O W honourable is the Place,
Xa Where we adoring rtand,
Sion, the Glory of the E;irth,
And Beauty of the Land I
a Bulwarks of mighty Grace defend
The City where we dwell j
The Wall?, of ftrona Salvation made,
Defy th' Aflaults of Hell.
3 Lift up the everiafting Gates,
The Doors wide open fling j
Enter ye Nations that obey
The Statutes of our King.
4 Here fliall you tafte unmingled Joys,
And live in perfeft Peace ;
You that have known Jehovah's Name,
And ventured on his Grace.
5 Truft
B. i. Spiniuai SONGS. 7
5 Truft in the Lord, for ever truft.
And banifh all your Fears ;
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells;
E ernal as his A^ears.
6 What though the Rebels dwell on high,
His Arm fliall bring them low ;
Low as the Caverns of the Grave,
Their lofty Head fhall bow.
7 On Babjlon our Feet fhall tread, ^
In that rejoicing Hour ;
The Ruins of her Walls iliall fpread
A Pavement for the Poor.
IX. The Promifes of the Co-venant of GracSy Ifa,
If. I, 2. Zech. xiii. i. Mic. vii. 19. Ezek,
xxxvi. 25, &c.
1 T N vain we lavirti out our Lives
X To gather empty Wiiad,
The choiceft Bleflings Earth can yield.
Will ftarve a hungry Mind,
a Come, and the Lord fliall feed our Souls
With more fubftantial Meat ;
With fuch as Saints in Glory love,
With fuch as Angels eat.
3 Our Go<:l will ev'ry W^ant fuppi}', '
And fill our Hearts with Peace ;
He gives by Cov'nant and by Oath
The Riches of his Grace.
4 Come, and he'll cleanfe oHr fpotted Souls,'
And wafh away our Stains,
In the dear Fountain that his Son
Pour'd from his dying Veins.
[5 Our Guilt fhall vanifli all away.
Though black as Hell before j
Our Sins fhall fink beneath the Sea,
And ihall be found no more.
6 A«d
8 HYMNSand B. I. I
6 And left Pollution (hould o'erfpread
Our inward Pow'rs again, I
His Spirit fhall bedew our Souls, !
Like purifying Rain.]
7 Our Heart, that flinty Itubborn Thing,
That Terrors cannot move.
That fears no Ihreatnings of his Wrath,
Shall be diffolv'd by Love.
8 Or he can take the Flint away,
That would not be refin'd.
And from the Treafurcs of his Grace
Beftow a fofter Mind.
9 There ihall his facred Spirit dwell.
And deep engrave his Law, "*
And ev'ry Motion of our Souls
To fwift Obedience draw.
10 Thus will he pour Salvation down,
And we fhall render Praife j
We the dear People of his Love,
And he our God of Grace,
-X-. The Blejfsdr.efs of Gof^el-Times -^ or, The Rf-
<velation of Chrift to Je^ws and Gentiles^ Ifa. v,
a, 7, 8, 9, 10. Mat. xiii. i6, 17.
I T T O W beauteous are their Feet,
Jl Who Hand on Swn% Hill,
Who bring Salvation on their Tongues,
And Words of Peace reveal !
% How charming is their Voice !
How fweet ihe ladings are !
«< Sion, behold thy Saviour King,
*' He reigns and triumphs htre."
3 How happy are our Ears,
That hear this joyful Sonnd,
Which Kings and Prophets waited for,
And fought, but never iound !
4 How
\
B. L Spiritual SONGS, 9
A How blefled are our Eyes,
That fee this Heav'nly Light j
Prophets and Kings defir'd it long,
But dy'd without the Sight !
e The Watchmen join their Voice,
[ And tuneful Notes employ J
Jerufalem breaks forth in Songs,
And Defarts learn the Joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his Arm
Through all the Earth abroad j
Let ev'ry Nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
XI. The Humble enlightened, and Carnal Reafon
humbled 5 or, The So'vereignty of Grace, Luke
X. ai, 22.
1 rip HERE was an Hour when Chrijl rejoic'd,
1 And fpoke his Joy in Words of Praife j
*' Father, I thank Thee, mighty God,
** Lordof the Earth, and Heav'ns and Seas.
3 " I thank thy Sovereign Pow'r and Love,
" That crowns my Do61rine with Succefs j'
** And makes the Babes in Knowledge learn
" The heights, & breadths, & lengths of Grace,
3 " But all this Glory lies conceaPd
** 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 tliy Will
<* Chofe and ordain'd it fhonld be fo j
« 'Tis thy Delight t' abafe the Proud,
" And lay the haughty Scorner low. _^
5 " There's none can know the Father right,
" But thofe who learn it from the Son,
" Nor can the Son be well received,
'< But where the Father makes him known."
6 Then
10 HYMNS and B.I.
6 Then let our Souls adore our God,
That deals his Graces as he pieafe j
Nor gives to Mortals an Account
Or of" his A6tions, or Decr-ees.
XII- Free Grace in re-vealing Chrifl, Luke x. zi.
J «y£ SVS the Man of conftant Grief,
J A Mourner all his Days ;
His Spirit once rejoic'd aloud.
And turn'd his Joy to Praife.
2 Father^ I thanh thy ijoond'rous Lo'ue,
That hath renjeaTd thy Son
To Men unlearned \ and to Babes
Has made thy Go/pel kncwn.
3 Thy MyJiWies of Kedeemtng Grace
Are hidden from the Wfe,
. While Pride and carnal Eeas'nings join
To five II and blind their Eyes. .
4 Thus doth the Lord of Heav'n and Earth
His great Decrees fulhl,
And orders all his Works of Grace
By his own Sovereign Will.
XIIL The Son of God iftcarnate\ or, The. Titles
and the Kingdom of Chrill, Ifa. ix. i, 6, 7.
I r*!^ HE Lands that long in Darknefs lary,
A Now have beheld a Heav'niy Light i
Nations that fat in Death's cold Shade,
Are bleit with Beair.s divinely bright,
z The Virgin's promised Son is born j
Behold th' expelled Child appear :
Whnt fhall his Names or Titles be ?
The Wonderful, The Ccurfllor.
3 This Infant is the mighty God,
Come to be fuckled and ador'd ;
Th' Eternal Father. Prince of Peace,
The Son of Da-vidy and his Lord.
4. The
B. r. spiritual SONGS. it
f The Government of Earth and Seas
Upon his Shoulders fliall be laid j
His wide Dominions Ihali increafe.
And Honours to his Name be paid.
5 y^/us the holy Child fhall fit
High on his Father Da^vid-s Throne,
Shall crufti his Foes beneath his Feet,
And reign to Ages yet unknown.
XIV. 7 he Triumph of Faith ; ^ or, Chriji'% UU"
changeable Lanj Si Rom. viii. 33, &c.
I \X7 H O iliall the Lord's Eleft condemn ?
W Tis God that juftifies their Souls,
And Mercy, like a mighty Stream,
O'er all their Sins divinely rolls.
% Who ftiall adjudge the Saints to Hell ?
"Tis Chrift that fufFer'd in their Stead §
And the Salvation to fulfil.
Behold him rifing from the Dead.
3 He lives ! he lives ! and fits above.
Forever interceding there :
Who (hall divide us from his Love,
Or what fhouid tempt las to defpair ?
4 Shall Perfecution, or Diftrefs,
Famine, or Sword, or Nakednefs?
He that hath lovd us bears us through,
And makes us more than Conqu'rors too.
5 Faith hath an overcoming Pow'r,
It triumphs in the dying Hour :
Chrijl 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,
j Shall caufe his Mercv to remove.
Or wean our Hearts frcm Chriji our Love.
B XV,
li H Y M N S and B. L
XV. Our sivn fTeaknefs, and Chnii our Strength,
2 Cor. xii. 7, 9, lo.
I T E T.me but hear my Saviour fay,
.1 ,y Strength J})all be equal to thy Day ;
Then I rejoice in deep D;ftrefs,
Leaning on all-fuffitient Grace.
a I glory in Infirmity,
That ChriJW own PowY may reft on mej
When I arn weak, then am I ftrong,
Grace is my Shield, and Chr'tfi my Seng.
3 I can do all Things, or .can bear
All Suff'rings, if my Lord be there;
Sweet Pleasures mingle with the Pains,
While liis Left-Hand my Head fuftains,
4 But it" the Lord be once withdrawn.
And we attempt the Work alone ;
When new Temptations fpring and rife,
We find how great our Weaknefs is.
^ Sd SampfoHi when his Hair was loft,
Met the Philijines to his Coft j
Shook his vain Limbs with fad Surprize,
Made feeble Fight, and loft his Eyes.
XVr. Hofanna to Chrijf, Matt. xxi. 9.
Luke xix. 38, 50.
1 rrOS^iVA^^ to the Royal Son
■*^ Of DaiM^'s antient Line,
His Nature's Two, his Perfon One,
Myfterious and Divin?.
2 The Root of Da'vid here we find.
And Offspring is the fame ;
Eternity and Time are join'd
In our EmanueT^ Name.
3 Bleft He that comes to wretched Men
With peaceful News from Heav^nj
f^ofunnss of the higheft Strain
To Cbriji the Lord be giv'n.
B,l. Spirit ua! SONGS. 15
4 Let Mortals ne'er refufe to take
Th' H^««t2 on their Tongues,., .
Left Rocks and Stones fhould rife, and break
Their Silence into Songs.
XVII. rtSiory O'ver Death, 1 Gor^xv, 55, 5:c,
1 f^ For an over-coming Faith
\J To chear my dying Hours,
To triumph o'er the Moniter Death,
And all his frightful Pow'rs.
a Joyful, with all the Strength I have^
My quiv'ring Lips (houid fmg,
Where is thy boajied ViSfry^ Grwve f
And -where the Monjiefs Sting P
3 If Sin be pardon'd, I'm fecure,
Death hath no Sting befides ;
The Law gives Sin its damning Pow'r j
But Chri/I, my Ranfom, dy'd.
4 Now to the God of Vi6lory
Immortal Thanks be paid,
Who makes us Conqu'rors while we die.
Through Chriji our living Head.
XVIII. Bh/ed are the Dead that die in the Lord,
Rev. xiv. 13,
1 TTEAR what the Voice from Heav'n pro-
XjL For all the pious Dead, (claims
Sweet is the Savour of their Names,
And foft their fleeping Bed.
f^'They die in Jefus, and are bleft j
How kind their Slumbers are !
From SufF'nngs and from Sir.s releas'd.
And treed from ev'ry Snare.
% Far from this World of Toil and Strife,
They're prefent with the Lord j
B* The
H HYMNS and B, I.
1
The Labours of their mortal Life
End in a large Reward.
XIX. The Song of Simeon j or, Dgath made
defirable, Luke i. 27, &c.
J T O R D, at thy Temple we appear,
M A As happy Simeon came.
And hope to meet our Saviour here;
O make our Joys the fame 1
a With what divine and vaft Delight
The good old Man was fiU'd,
When fondly in his withered Arms
He clafp'd the holy Child.
5 New I can lea've this Worlds he cry'd.
Behold thy Servant dies j
Tve feen thy great SalwatioHf Lord,
Anddofe ?ny peaceful Eyes.
4. This is the Light prepared to Jhine
Upon the Gentile Lands y
Ihine IfraelV Glory y and their Hope,
To break their Jlwvijh Bands.
[5 Jefusy the Vifion of thy Face,
Hath over-pow'ring Charms j
Scarce (hall I feel Death's cold Embrace,
If Chriji be in my Arras.
6 Then while ye hear my Heart ftrings break.
How fweet my Minutes roll 1
A mortal Palenefs on my Cheek,
And Glory in my Soul.]
XX. Spiritual Apparel (viz.) The Robe of Righte
oufnefsy andGannents of Salvation y Ifa. Ixi. 10.
1 A W A K E my Heart, arife my Tongue,
jfX Prepare a tuneful Voice j
In God the Life of all my Joyi
Aloud will I rejoice.
B. I. Spiritual S O N G ^, 1$
% 'Tis he adorn'd my naked Soulj
And made Salvation mine}
Upon a poor polluted Worm
He makes his Graces (hine^
5 And left the Shadow of a Spot
Should on my Soul be found,
He took the Robe the Saviour wrought.
And caft it all around.
4 How far the heav'nly Robe exceeds
What earthly Princes wear !
Thefe Ornaments, how bright they Ihine!
How white the Garments are !
5 The Spirit wrought my Faith and LoV^^.
And Hope, and evVy Grace,
But Jefus (pent his Life to work
The Robe of Righteoufnefs.
I Strangely, my Soul, art *hou array 'd
By the great Sacred Three j
In fweeteft Harmony of Praife
Let all thy PowYs agree.
!
I XXI. A Fijion of the Kingdom cf Chrift ammg
j Men, Rev. xxi. i, a, 3, 4.
I I T O, what a glorious Sight appears
JL-/ To our beheving Eyes !
The Earth and Seas are pall away,
And the old rolling Skies.
% From the third Heav'a where God refides^
That holy, happy Place,
The Nenjo Jerufalem comes down
Adorn'd with fiiining Grace.
Attending Angels fhout for Joy,
And the bright Armies fmg,
Mortals^ behold the facred Seat
Of your dtfcending King.
The God of Glory doivn to Men
Removes bit l/lefi Abode j
^.^ B3 Men
t6 nYMNSand B. L
Mefti the dear ObjeSis of his Crate f
And he the having God.
5 His onvn foft Hand Jh all nxjipe the Tears,
From e'v'ry njoeeping Eye^
And Pains, and Groans, and Griefs, and FcarSi.
And Death itflffhall die.
6 How long, dear Saviour, oh how long,
Shall this bright Hour delay ?
Fly fwifter round, ye Wheels of Time,
And bring the welcome Day.
XXII. ^«^XXni. Referred to the ji ^th Pfalm,
XXIV. The rich Sinner dying j Pfalm xllx, 6, 9*
P'xcl. viii. 8. Job iii. 14, 15.
2 T N vain the wealthy Mortals toil,
JL And heap their fhining Duft in vain,
Look down and fcofTi the humble Poor,
And boaft their lofty Hills of Gain,
a Their Golden Cordials cannot eafe
Th ir pained Hearts or aching Heads, '
Nor fright, nor luibe approaching Death
From glitfring Roofs and downy Beds.
3 The ling'rin:', the unwilling Soul,
The difmal Summons nun't obey,
And bid a long, a {^(^ F^irewel,
To the pale Lump of lifelefs Clay.
4. Thence they are huddled to the Grave,
Where Kings and Slaves have equal Thrones jf
Their Bones w thotit DilHnftion lie
Amongft the Heap of meaner Bones.
The reft referred to ike ^<)th Pfalm.
XXV. A Fifion of the Lamb, Rev. v. 6, 7, 8, 9, '
L L mortal Vanities be gone,
N' r tempt my Eyes, nor tire ray Ears;
Behold amidil th' eternal Throne «»
A Vifion of the Lamb appears.
[ % Glory
B. r. spiritual SONGS, tf
[a Glory his fleecy Robe adorns,
Mark'd with the bloody Death he bore ;
Seven are his Eyes, and fev'n his Horns,
To fpeak his Wifdom and his Pow'r.
3 Lo, he receives a fealed Book
From hiija that fits upon the Throne j
JefuJ, 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 5
IForthy art tkoii alone (they cry)
To read the Smky to loofe the Seals. ]
6 Our Voices join the beav'nly Strain,
And with tranfporting Plealure fing-,
"Worthy the Lamb that once was ^.dw^
To be our Teacher and our King,
7 His Words of Prophecy reveal
Eternal Counfels, deep Defigns ;
His Grace and Vengeance fliall fulfil
The peaceful and the dreadful Lines.
8 Thou hafl redeem'd our Souls from Hell,
With thine invaluable Blood ;
And Wretches that did once rebel,
Are now made Fav'rites of their Gcd,
5 Worthy for ever is the Lord,
That dy'd for Treafons not his own,
By ev'ry Tongue to be ador'd.
And dwell upon his Father's Throne.
» 4. XXVI,
%t H r M N S and B. I.
XXVI. liope of Hea'ven by the Refurre^ion of
Chrift, 1 Pet. 1. 3, 4, 5. ^
1 TJ L E S T be the Everlafting God, '
JD The Father of our Lord,
Be his abounding Mercy prais'd,j§
His Majefty ado''d.
a 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 fhouid never die.
% What though our inbred Sins require
OiirFlefti to fee the Di.ft,
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rofe,
So all his Followers muil.
4 There's an Inheritance Divine
Refery'd againft that Day,
*Tis uncorrupted, undefii'd,
And cannot wafte away.
5 Saints by the Pow'r of God ate kept,
Till the Salvation conie ;
We walk by Faith as Strangers here,
Till Chriji (hall c^ll us home.
XX Vn. AJurance of Heatven\ or, a Saint prepared
to diet a Tim, iv. 6, 7, 8, 1%.
[i "T^ E ATH may diflblve my Body now,
A_/ And bear my Spirit homej
Why do my Minutes move ib flow,
Nor my Salvation come ?
% With heav'nly Weapons I have fought
The Battles of the Lord,
Finifh'd my Courfe, and kept the Faith,
And watt the fure Reward.]
jk God has laid up in Heav'n for me
A Crown which cannot fade j
Thi
B. r. Spiritual SONGS. i$
The Righteous Judge at that great Day
Shall place it on my Head.
4 Nor hath the King ot Grace decreed
This Prize for me alone j
But all that love and long to fee
Th' Appearance of his Son.
5 Jefus the Lord fnall guard me fafe
From ev'ry ill Defign j
And to his heavenly Kingdom keep
This feeble Soul of mine.
6 Ged is my everhfting Aid,^
And Hell ftiall rage in vain j
To him be higheft Glory paid,
And endlefs Praife. Amen.
XXVni. The Triumph of Chrift o'ver the Enemies
of bis Church J Ifa. Ixiii. i, 2, 3, &c.
I \X 7 HAT mighty Man, or mighty God,
!. VV Comes travelling in State,
Along the Idumean Road,
Away from Bozrah's Gate,
a The Glory of his Robes proclaim
'Tis fome viftorious King j
« '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 thofe.
Who in the Wine-prefs tread ?
4 ** I by myfelf have trod thePrefj,
" Arid cruih'd my Foes alone j
"My Wrath has ftruck the Rebels dead,
" My Fury ftamp'd them down.
5 ** 'Tis Edom's Blood that dj^es my Robes
" With joyful fcarlet Stains ;
<* The Triumph that my Raiment wears, ,
*' Sprung from their bleeding Veins.
to HYMNS and B. L
6 " Thus (hall the Nations be deftroy'd,
" That d.^.re infult my Saints ;
«' I have an Arm t' avenge their Wrongs,
" An Ear for their Complaints."
XXIX. The Second Part ; or, The Ruin of Anti-
f chrilt, Ver. 4, 5, 6, 7.
J ^* T Lift my Banner, faith the Lord,
X " Where Antichriji has ftood j
« The City of my Gofpel-Foes
<• Shall be a Field of Blood.,
a " My Heart has ftu^iy'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 j
** Swift as the Lightning it Ihall 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
" To crufh my Foes alone.
5 ** Slaughter and my devouring Sword
<* Shall walk the Streets around,
" Babtl (hall reel beneath my Stroke,
" And ftagger to the Ground."
6 Thy Honour, O vi^orious King,
Thine own Right Hand (liall raife.
While we thy awful Vengeance fing,
And our Deliverer praife.
XXX, Prayer for D'd'iverance anfivend, Ifa,
•■' xxvi. 8---20.
N thine own Ways, O God of Love,
We wait the Vifits oi thy Giace j.
Our
I
B. r. spiritual SONG S, *»
Our Souls Defire is to thy Name,
And the Remembrance of thy Face,
ft My Thoughts are fearching, Lord, for Thee
'Mongft the black Shades of lonefome Night,
My earneft Cries falute the Skies
Before the Dawn reftore the Light.
3 Look how rebellious Men deride
The tender Patience of my God ;
But they (hail fee thy lifted Hand,
And feel the Scourges of thy Rod.
4. Hark ! the Eternal rends the Sky,
A mighty Voice before him goes }
A Voice of Mufic to his Friends,
Bnt threat'ning Thunder to his Foes.
5 Come, Children, to your Father's Arms,
Hide in the Chambers of my Grace j
Till the fierce Storms be over blown.
And my revenging Fury ceafe.
6 My Sword fliall bo^^ft its Thoufands flain^
And drink the Blood of haughty Kings,
While heav'niy Peace around my Flock,
Stretches its foft and fhady Wings.
XXXL Referred to the \fi Pfalm,
XXXII. Strength from Ueanjen^ Ifa. xl. 47, 28,
29, 30.
1 \X7' Hence do our mournful Thoughts arife?
W And ^Ahere our Courage fled ?
Has reftlefs Sin and raging Hell
Struck ail our Comforts dead ?
a Have we forgot th' Almighty Name
That form'd the Earth and Sea J
And can an all-creating Arm
Grew weary or decay ?
3 Treafures of everlafting Might
In our IshQvah dwell :
B i He
*» HYMNS and B. I.
He gives the Conqueft to the Weak,
And treads their Foes to Hell.
4 Mere mortal Pow'r fhail fade and die,
And youthful Vigour ceafe,
But we that wait upon the Lord,
Shall feel our Strength increafe.
5 The Saints fliall mount on Eagles Wings,
And tafte the promis'd Biils,
Till their unwearied Feet arrive
Where perfect Pleafure is.
XXXIII. XXXIV. XXXV. XXXVI. XXXVII.
XXXVIII. Referred io Pfalm cxxxi. cxxxiv.
Ixvii. Ixxiii. xc. Sc Ixxxiv.
XXXIX. God's tender Care of his Ckurcb, Ifa.
xlix. 13, 14, &c.
1 "J^T O W (hall my inward Joys arife,
X\ And burft into a Song j
Almighty Love infpires my Heart,
And Pleafure tunes my Tongue.
% God, on his thirfty Sion Hill,
Some Mercy Drops has thrown,
And folemn daths have bound his Lovft
To fhow'r Salvation down. ^
3 Why do we then indulge our Fears, J
Sufplcions and Complaints ?
Is he a God, and (hall his Grace
Grow weary of his Saints?
4 Can a kind Woman e'er forget
The Infant of her Woml),
And 'mongft a Thoufand tender Thought!
Her Suckling have no Room ?
5 Yet, faith the Lord, Jbould Nature cbtmgej
And Mothers Monjiers prcve,
Sion JJi/l dnvells upon the Heart
Of evnlajiing Lavs*
€ Dsep
^,t, spiritual ^ 0 N G S. tj
6 Deep on the. Palms of both my Hands
I have engra'v'd her Name \
My Hand Jhall raife her ruin d Wall t
And iuifd her broken frame,
XL. T^he Bufinefs and Blejfednejs of glorified Saints ^
Rev. vii. 13, 14, 15, &c.
1 TTJrHAT happy Men, or Angels, tkefe^
^^ That all their Robes are fpoilefs avhitg f
Whence did this glorious Troop arri<ve
At the pure Realms of Hea'vnly Light ?
z From tottVing Racks and burning Fires,
And Seas of their own Blood they came •.
Bat nobler Blood has wafliM tlieir Robes,
Fiov^ing from Chrif the dying Lamb.
3 Now they approach th' Almighty Throne
With loud Hofannas Night and Day,
Sweet Anthems to the Great Three One^
Meafure their bleft Eternity.
4 No more (hall Hunger pain their Souls,
He bids their parching Thirft be gone,
And fpreads the Shadow of his Wings,
To fcreen 'em from the fcorching Sun.
5 The Lamb, that fills the Middle Throne,
Shall flied around his milder Beams j
There fhall they feaft on his rich Love,
And drink full Joys from living Streams*
€ Thus ftiall their mighty Blifs renew
Through the vail Round of endlefs Years,
And the foft Hand of Sovereign Grace
Heals all their Wounds, and wipes their Tears.
XLL The famt\ or. The Martyrs glorified, Rev.
vii. 13, &c.
I n^H E S E glorious Minds ^ bo<w bright theyjhiml
"^ Whence all their tvhite Array ?
Hew came they to the happy Seat:
OJ everlafiing Day t*
a From
.04 HYMNS and B. I.
a From tottVing Pains to endlefs Joys,
On fiery Wheels they rode,
And flrangely wafli'd their Raiment white
In Jefus" dying Blood.
3 Now they approach a fpotlefs God,
And bow before his Tlirone,
Their warbling Harps and facred Songs
Adore the Holy On?.
4. The unveil'd Glories of his Face
Amongft his Saints refide,
While the rich Treafiireof his Grace
Sees all their Wants fupply'd.
5 Tormenting Thii ft fhall leave their Sowls,
And Hunger flee as fail j
The Fruit of Life's immortal Tree
Shall be their fweet Repaft.
6 The Lamb fhall le.id his heav'niy Flock
Where living Fountains rife,
And Love divine fliall v^ipe away
The Sorrows of their Eyes.
XLIL Di'vine Wrath and Mercy ; from Nahum i.
I, %y 3, &C.
I A DORE and tremble, for our God
jt\^ Is a * Confuming Fire ; * Heb. xii. ap.
His jealous Eyes his Wrath inflame.
And raife his V^engeance higher*
a Almighty Vengeance, how it burns !
How bright his Fury glows !
Vaft Magazines of Plagues and Storms,
Lie treafur'd for his Foes,
3 Thofe Heaps of Wrath by flow Degrees
Are forc'd into a Flame,
But kindled, oh ! how fierce they blaze I
And rend all Nature's Frame.
4 At his Approach the Mountains flee,
And ic-ek a watVy Grave j
1
B.I. Spiritual S 0 N\G.S. «5
The frighted Sea makes Hafte away,
And ftirinks up ev'ry Wave.
5 Through the wide Air, the weighty Rocks
Are fwift as Hail ftones hurl'd j
Who daiCi engage his fiery Rage, ->
That rhakes the folid World ?
6 Yet, mighty God ! thy SovVeign Grace
Sits Regent on the Throne,
The Refuge of thy chofen Race,
When Wrath comes rufliing down.
7 Thy Hand (hall on rebellious Kings
A fiery Temped pour,
While we beneath thy ihelt'ring Wings
Thy jull Revenge adore.
XLHI. Referred to the loodth Pfalm,
XLIV. Referred to the iiyi Pfalm,
XLV. The lafi Judgmeniy Rev. xxi. 5, 6, 7, 8,
1 Q E E where the great incarnate God
O Fills a majeftic Throne,
While from the Skies his awful Voice
Bears the laft Judgment down.
[% *' I am the Firft, and I the Laft,
" Through endlefs Years the fame j
<< 7 AM, is my Memorial ftill,
" And my Eternal Name.
3 *< Such Favours as a God can give,
** My Royal Grace beftows; "
*^ Ye thirfty Souls, come tafte the Streams^
** Where Life and Pleafure flows.]
[4 ** The Saint that triumphs o'er his Sins, ^
*' ril own him for a Son \
** The whole Creation fliall reward
" The Conqueft he has won,
I << But bloody Hands, and Hearts Oaclean, ^
<* And airthe lying Raee^
« The
t« HY M N S and B.l.
« The faithlefs and the fcoffing Crewr,
<' That fparn at ott'er'd Grace ;
6 " They Jhall 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 ftand before the Lamb,
When Earth and Seas are fled !
And hear the Judge pronounce ray Name,
With Bleflings on my Head !
8 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. andXlMll. Referred to Pfalm 14S, & j.
XLVin. The Chrijiian Race, Ifa. xl. iS, 29,
30, 31'
3 ^ W A K E our Souls (away our Fears,
X\ Let ev'ry trembling Thought be gone)
Awake, and run the heav'niy Race, "^
And put a chearful Courage on.
a True, 'tis a ftrait and thorny Road,
And mortal Spirits tire and faint j
But they forget the mighty God,
That feeds the Strength of ev'ry Saint.
3 The mighty God, whofe matchlefs Pow'r
Is ever new, and ever young,
And firm endures, while endlefs Years
Their everlafting Circles run.
4 From Thee, the overflowing Spring,
Our Souls fliall drink a frefli Supply,
While fitch as truft their native Strength,
Shall melt away, and drop, and die.
5 Swift as an Eagle cuts the Air,
We'Ji mount aloft to thine Abode 5
On
B. r. Spirituai SONGS. t*f
On Wings of Love our Souls fhall fly,
Nor tire amidft the heav'nly Road.
XLIX,. The Works of Mofes and the Lamb,
Rev. XV. 3.
s T T O W ftrong thine Arm is, mighty God !
x\ Who would not fear thy Namej
Jefus, how fweet thy Graces are !
Who would not love the Lamb ?
4 He has done more than Mofes did,
Gur Prophet and our King 5
From Bonds of Heil he freed our Souls,
And taught bur Lips to ling*
3 In the Red Sea^ by Mofts Hand,
Th' Egyptimi Hoft was drowtiM |
But his own. Blood hides all our SinSy
And Guilt no more is found,
4 When through the Dt fart JfrUl went,
With Manna they were ^^6 j
Our Lord invites us to his Fkfh,
And ea^lJs it living Bread.
5 Mofis beheld the promis'd Land,
Vet never reach'd the Place \
But Chrij^ flaall bring his Followers Home,
To fee his Father's Face,
< Then (lull our Lore and Joy be full,
And feel a w^Srmer Flame,
And fweeter Voices tune the Song
Of Mofej and the Lamb. .
L. The S^ns of Zecbarias, and the Mejfage of
John theBaptiftj or, Light and Salvation bj
Jefus ChrJft, Luke 1 68, kc, John i. ^9, »s.
J "Vf 0 W be the God of Ifrael blefs'd,
X^ Who makes his Truth appear;
His mighty Hand fulfils his Word,
And all the Oaths lie iware.
» Now
«« HY M N S and B. I,
a Now be bedews old Da'vid's Root
Wiih Bkflings from the Skies ;
He makes the Branch of Promife grow,
7 he promis'd Horn arife.
[ J 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 cf p.irdon'd Sins j
While Grace Divine, and Heav'nly Love, '
In its own Glory (bines,
5 " Behold the Lamb of God, he cries,
" That takes our Guiit away j.
** I faw the Spirit o'er his Head
" On his Baptizing Pay.]
6 " Be ev'ry Vale exsltcd high,
** Sink ev'ry Mountain low ;
<* The Proud muft ftoop, and humble Sou!s
** Shall his Salvation know.
7 " The Heathen Realms, with Ifraet^s Land,
•' Shall join in fweet Accord ;
*' And al! that's born of Man (hall fee
^ The Glory of the Lord.
8 *' Behold the Morning Star arife,
*' Ye that in Darknefs fit j
" He marks the Paths that lead to Peace,
" And guides our doubtful Feet."
LL Perff-jtring Grace, Jude 24, t$*
1 nnO GOD the or.ly Wile,
X Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the Saints, below the Skies,
Their humble Praifes bring.
% *Tis his Almighty Love,
His Counfcl and his Care,
Preserves us fafe from Sin and Death,
And ev'ry hunful Snare.
t He
B. I. Spiritual SONGS. s^
3 He will prefent our Souls
Unblemifli'd ^nd complete.
Before the Glory of his Face,
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 Pow'r belongs.
Immortal Crowns of Majefty,
And eyerlalting Songs.
LII. Bapttfm, Mat. xxviii. 19. A6ls ii. 38.
2 '/^^ WAS the Commiffion of our Lord,
J. Go, tencb the Nations ^ and Baptize,
The Nations have reeeiv'd the Word,
Since he afcended to the Skies.
a He fits upon th' eternal Hills,
With Grace and Pardon in his Hands,
And fends his Covenant with ihe Seals,
To blsfs the diftant Britijh Lands.
3 Repent, and be haptis'd, he faith,
tor the RemiJJion of your Sins ;
And thus our Senfe afllfts our Faith,
And fhows us what his Gofpel means.
4 Our Souls he wafhes in his Blood,
As Water makes the Body clean j
And the good Spirit from our God
Defcends like purifying Rain.
5 Thus we engage ourfelves to Thee,
And feal our Cov'nant with the Lord j
O may the great eternal Three
In Heav'tt our folemn Vows record !.
i-ni,
30
LIII.
HYMNSattd
B. W
The Holy Scriptures, Heb i. i. a Tim. iii,
15, 16, Pfalm. cxivii, 19, 10.
I /^ O D, who in various Methods toldj
VJ His Mind and Will to Saints of old.
Sent his own Son with Truth and Grace,
T© teach us in thefe latter Days.
a Our Nation reads the written Word,
That Book of Life, that fure Record j
The bright Inheritance of Heav'n,
Is by the fweet Conveyance giv'n.
3 God's kindeft Thoughts are here cxpr€ft|
Able to make us Wife and Bleft i
The Do(5^rlnes are divinely true,
Fit for Reproof and Comfort too.
4 Ye hritifh Ifles who read hi» Love,
In long Epiftles from above,
(He hath not fent his facred Word
To t^tvy Land) Praife ye the Lord,
LIV. Bleiiing Grace \ or, Saints bchvtd in CWx^^
Eph. i. 3, &c.
X «y£ SUSf we blefs thy Father's Name i
J Thy God and ours are both the fame,
What heav'nly Bleffipgs, from his Throne,
Flow down to Sinners through his Son !
ft Chrift be my firji EteB, .hefaid,
Then clofe our Souls in ChriJ} our Head,
Before he gave the Mountarns Birth,
Or laid Foundations for the Earth.
3 Thus did eternal Love begin
To raife us up from Death and Sin j
Our Characters were then decreed,
Blamelefs in LonjCy a holy Seed.
4 Predeftinated to be Sons,
Born by Degrees, but chofe at once 5
B. I. Spiritual SONGS, ^1
A new regenerated Race,
To praife the Glory of his Grace.
5 With Chri/f our Lord we fhare our Part
In the Affeftions ©f his Heart j
Nor fliall our Souls be thence remov'd,
^Till he forgets his firft belov'd.
LV. HezekiahV Song ; or, Sicinefs and Recovery)
Ifa, xxxviii. 9, &c.
I TT T HEN we are raisM from deep DiftrefSj
VV Our God deferves a Song J
We take the Pattern of our Praife
From Hezekiah's Tongue,
a The CJates of the devouring Grave
Are open'd wide in vain.
If he that holds the Keys of Death
Commands them fait again.
3 Pains of the Flefti are wont t' abufe
Our Minds with flaviih Fears j
Our Days are paji, and ive /hall lofe
Tbe Remnant of our Years.
4 We chatter with a Swallow's Voice,
Or like a Dove we mourn,
With Bitternefs inftead of Joys,
Aiflifted and forlorn.
5 Jeho'vah fpeaks the healing Word,
And no Difeafe withftands \
Fevers and Plagues obey the Lord,
And fly at his Commands.
€ If half the Strings of Life fiiould break,
He can our Frame reftore ;
He cafts our Sins behind his Back,
An4 they are foun4 no more.
LVL
5^ HYMNS and ,B. I.
LVI. The Song o/Mofes, and the Lamb-, or, Baby4|
Ion falling. Rev. xv. & xvi* 19, & xvii. 6.
I \Ji7 E fing the Glories of thy Love,
VV We found thy dreadful Name j
The Chriftian Churchunites the Songs
Of Mofes and the Lamb.
ft Great God, how wond'rous are thy Work*
Of Vengeance, and of Grace :
Thou King of Saints, Almighty Lord,
How juft and true thy Ways ?
3 Who dares refufe to fear thy Name,
Or worfliip at thy Throne ?
Thy Judgments fpeak thine Holinefs
Through all the Nations known.
4. Great Bahylon^ that rules the Earth,
Drunk with the Mattyr's Blood,
Her Crimes ihall fpeedily awake
The Fury of our God.
5 The Cup of Wrath is ready mixt,
And ftie muft drink the Dregs 5 ^
Strong is the Lord, her Sovereign Judge, ■
And.lhall fulfil the Plagues. ' > 1
LVIL Original Sin] OT.ThejirJi andfecond h^^n\
Rom. V. i», Sec. Pfalm li. 5. Job xiv. 4.
1 "O Ackward with humble Shame we lock
X3 On our Original,
How is our Natuie da(h'd and broke
In our fiift Father's Fall!
s To all that's Good, averfe and blind.
But prone to all that's 111 j
What dreadful Darknefs veils our Mind.,
How obftinate our Will I
[3 Conceivd in Sin (O wretched State !)
Before we draw our Breath ;
The
I
B . L Sptfitual SONGS, ' i^
The fiift yourg Pulfe 4jegins to beat
Iniquity and Death.
4 How llrong in our degen'rate Blood,
The old Coi rupticn reigns,
And mingling with the crocked Flood,
Wanders through ail our Veins !]
[5 Wild and unwholcrome as the Root, "^-^7^"
Will all the Branches be 5 ^ /L-^^
How can we hope tor living Fruit ^^^'^^
From (uch a deadly Tree ? ^
^ What mortal Pow'r from Things «nclean
Can pure Produ61ions bring ? -i
Who can command a vital Stream
From an intefted Spring ?] ' , ' ■
7 Yet, mighty God, thy wond'rous Love
Can make our Nature clean,
Whilft Chri/i and Grace prevail above
The Tempter, Death, and Sin.
;8 The fecond /latim (hall reftore
,: The Ruins of the iirft,
Hofanna to that Sovereign Pow'r
That new-creates our Dull,
XrVIII. The De'vil'vanqutjh'd] or, MichaelV/T^r
;. " V nvith the Dragofii'Rtv.xW. J, "-'.S
Jkr T ET mortal Tongues attempt to fing
^ JL-/ The Warsof Heav'n, when Michaeii\ood
Chief General of 'Ch" Eternal KiRg,
i And fought the Battles of our God.
a Againfl: thePragon andhis Hoft
The Annies of the Lord prevail:
r.i vfjn they rage, in vain'they boaft, ^ ■ ,
Th'e'ir Courage fmks, their Weapons fail/
3 Down to the Earth was Satan thrown,
Down to the Earth his Legions fell ;
I Then was the Ti ump of Triumph blown,
i^ And Ihook the dreadful Deeps oi Hcii.
i^"^.- 4 Now
S4 HYMHS and B. l.
4 Now is the Hour of Darknefs paft,
Chriji has afTum'd his reigning Pow'r j
Behold the great Accufer caft
Down from the Skies, to rife no more.
5 'Twas by thy Blood, immortal Lamb,
Thine Armies trod the Tempter down j
'Twas by thy Word and powerful Name
They gain'd the Battle and Renown.
6 Rejoice ye Heav'ns; let ev'ry Star
Shme with new Glories round the Sky j
Saints, while ye fing the heav'nly War,
Raife your Deliverer's Name on high.
LIX. Babylon /fl//,f». Rev. xviii, «o, 12^
1 T N Gabriels Hand a mighty Stone
X Lies, a fair Type of Babylon :
Prophets rfiouet and all ye Saints ^
Codjhall a'vengeyour long Complaints,
a He (aid, and dreadful as he flood.
He funk the Mill ftone in the Flood :
Thus terrible Jhall Babel fall.
Thus, and no more he found at all.
LX. The Virgin MaryV Song\ or, The promijui
Mefliah horn^ Luke i. »6, &c.
X f\ U R Souls fhall magnify the Lord,
KJ In God the Saviour we rejoice ;
While we repeat the Virgin's Song,
May the fame Spirit tune our Voice !
[i The Higheft faw her low Eftate,
And mighty Things his Hand hath done j
His over-fliadowing Power and Grace
Make her the Mother of his Son.
3 Let ev'ry Nation call her bUfs'd,
And endlefs Years prolong her Fame?
But!
spiritual S O N G c\
But God alone mult be ador'd j
Koly and Reverend is his Name. ]
4 To thofe that fear and truft the Lore
His Mercy ftands for ever lure :;
From Age to Age his Promife iivec;
And the Performance is fecurec
5 He fpake to Abr''am and his Seed,
In ibee Jhall ull the Earth be bkfi \
The Mem'ry of that ancient Word
Lay iong in his eternal Sreail.
■S But now no more Thai! Ifr'ei wait.
No more the GentiUs lie forlorn j
Lo, the Denre of Natiqns conies;
Behold the promis'd Seed is born i
TO
LXL Cijrift our Higb-Priefl and Ki.ig : and Ch li
coming to Judgment^ Rev, i. 5,, 6> 7.
W to the Lord, that makes u£ know
Ths Wonders of his dying Love,
Be humble Honours paid below,
A ad Strains of nobler Praife above=
» 'Twas he that cleans'd our fouleft SinSj,
And -v.-fli'd us in his richeil Blood ?
' ^h^it makes us Priefts and KJngi,
'■igsi^s, T?-*:ef5, near to God,
3 To Jij : ' - ' y prieit,
To 7^: -K^nr,
Be ev£r • '<' %
And V. ::,-r
4 BeholJ, en rr/i^p
And ev'ry Eye fh
Though witr^ ■•'• ,
Then he d-;
5 Theunbehev, ^ - ...;. ,.,.i, ,..
While w- rejoicf to fee tne Day,
Comty Lord-^ nor Jet thy Promife fai's
Nor itit thy Chariots long delay ,
C LXK.
3^ H r M N S and
LXII. Chrift Jefus, the Lamb of God, nvorjhi
by all the Creation y Rev. v. ii, 12, 13.
X /^ O M E, let us join our chearful Songs,
VJ With Angels round the Throue ;
Ten thoufand thoufand are their Tongues
But all their Joys are one.
s Worthy the Lamb that dydy they cjy.
To be txalted thus j
Worthy the Lamb, our Lips reply,
For he was (lain for us.
3 Jefus is worthy to receive
Honour and Pow'r Divine j
And Bleflings, more than we can give,
Be Lord for ever 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 facred Name
Of hiin that fits upon the Throne,
And to adore the Lamb. \
LXIIL ChriftV Humiliation and Exaltation
Rev. V. 12.
1 '\X7' ^ '^'^ ^^"^^ Honours (hall we brir!
VV To Thee, O Lord oar God, the La
When all the Notes that Angels (m^,
Are far inferior to thy Name ?
2 Worthy is he that once was flain,
The Prince of Peace that groan'd and dy'd
Worthy to rife, and live, .md reign
At his Almighty Father's Side.
« powVan-l Dominion are his Due,
Who Itood cuiidemn'd at Filate'i Bar;
Wifd
B. I. Spiritual SONGS. c
Wifdom belongs to Jefus too,
Though he was charg'd with Madnefs heire.
4 All Riches are his Native Right,
Yet he fuftaiti'd amazing Lofs j
To him afcribe Eternal Might, -^
Who left his Weaknefs on the Crofs.
5 Honour immortal muft be paid,
Inrtead of Scandal and of Scorn,
While Glory ihines around his Head,
And a biight Crown without a Thorn,
6 Bieffings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore the Curfe for wretched Men |
Let Angels found his facred Name,
And ev'ry Creature fay, Amen.
iXIV. Adoption t i John iii- i, &c. Gal. vi. r
J TJEHOLD what wond'rous Grace
- i3 The Father has beftow'd
On Sinners of a Mortal Race,
To call them Sons of God !
J ■'Tis no furprillng Thing
That we fhould be unknown j
The Je^-joio World knew not their King,
God's everlafting Son,
3 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we muft be made ;
But when we fee our Saviour here,
We fh. }] be like our Head.
4 A Hope fo much Divine
May Trials well endure
May purge our Souls from Senfe and Sin,,
As Chrjft the Loid is pure,
5 If in my Father's Love
I fh-\re a filial Part,
Send down ihy Spirit, like a Dovfj
To reft upon my Heart.
C a 6 W
38 H r M N<S and
5 We would no longer lie
Like Slaves beneath the Throne j
My Faith (hall Abha^ Father, cry,.
And thou the Kindred own.
LXV, Tbe Kingdoms of the World become the \t
dams of the Lord\ or, Tbe Day of Judg
Rev. xi. 15.
f T ET the Sev'nth Angel found on hig
jL-y Ltt Shouts be heard through all the
Kings of the Earth,' with glad Accord,
Give up your Kingdoms to the Lord.
a Almighty God, thy Pow'r afTume,
Who wall, and a?t, and art to come:
Jefus the Lamb, who cnce was Uain,
For ever live, for ever reign 1
3 The angry Nations fret and roar,
Tiant they can flsy the Saints no more ?
On Wings of Vengeance flies our God
To pay the long Arrears of Blood.
4 Now muft the rifi ng Dead appear j
Now the decifive Sentence hear;
Now the dear Martyrs of the Lord
Receive an infinite Reward.
LXVL Chrift the King at his Table, Sol. S
i- »> 3» *» S> '»> '3. 17-
1 T ET h'm embrace my Soul, and pre
J__y Mine Int'reft in his heav'nly Love ;
1 he Vf-ice that tells me, Thou art mifie,
Exceeds the Bleffings of the Vine.
% On Thee th' anointing Spirit came.
And fpreails the Savour of thy Isiame j
That Oil of Gladnefs and of Grace,
X)raws Virgin Souls to meet thy Face.
L Spiritual SONGS. 39
fefusy allure me by thy Charms,
My Soul fliall fly into th:ne Arms 1
3ur vvand'rjng Feei, our Favours bring
To the fair Chambers of the Kirig.
V/onder and Pieafu-e tunes cur Voice,
*ro fpeak thy Praifes and our Joys :
Our MemVy keeps this Love of thine
Seyond the Tafte of richeft Wine,]
Though in ourfelves deform'd vre ar>5^
. And black as Ked:2r Tents appear^
Vet when we put thy Beauties on,
Fair as the Cou; ts of 'Sclcmcn^
While at his Table fits the King,
He loves to fee us fmile and iing :
Our Graces are our best Perfume,
And breathe like Spikenard round the Room,]
As Myrrh new bleeding from the Tree,
Such is a dying Chriji to me ; ^
And while he makes my Soul his Gueft.
My Bofom, Lord, fhallbe thy Reft.
No BeaniS of Cedar, or of Fir,
Can with thy Courts on Earth conipare ;
And here we vaifc until thy Love
Raife us to nobler Ssats ctbove.]
XVIL Seeking the Pafures o/Chrift, ibt: Svephsrd,
SoiomonV Song, i 7. ^
THOU, whomn^ySc - - -_
All earthly Joy, a^.
Tell me, dear Shepherd, '.ti .
Where doth thy ivvee.efl r Mil u-
Where is the Shado^v of that Rv^.k.
That from the Sun dciends thy Fiock ?
Fain would I feed among thy Sheep,
Among them reft, Jimong them fie'ep.
Why Ihould thy Brid-i appear i ke ore , ,
That turns afide to Paths Uiiknc^^ ' ^' '-^
..0 H r M N S and B. ]
My ror.uant Feet would never rove,
Would never feek another Love.
[4 The Footfteps of thy Flock I fee j
Thy fvN'eeteft Failures here they be 5
A wondVous Feaft ihy Love prepares,
Bought with thy Wounds, & Groans &Teari
5 His deajeft Flefh he makes my Food,
And bids me drink his richeil Blood ;
Here to thefe Hills ray Soul w^ili come,
Till my Bel®ved lead me home.]
LXVin. The Banquet of U^vt^ SoL Song, ii.
2, 3» 4) 6, 7.
X TJ E H O L D the Rofe of Sharon here,
Xy The Lillies v.'hich the Vallies bear j
L'ehold the Tree of Life that giv s
refrefhing Fruit, and healing Leares.
. A:nongil the Thorns fo Lillies fliinej
Amongft wild Goarcs the noble V)ne,
00 in mine Eyes my Saviour proves,
Amidfl a Tlioufand meaner Loves.
3 Beneath his cooling Shade I fat,
T0 fliifcld rne from the burning Hen'
Of heav-'nly Fruit he fpreads a Fea.
. To feed my Eyes, and pleafe mv i allc.
[4. Kindly he brought me to the Place
Where Itands the hanqoet of i'.is Grace j
Hi faw me l;iii>t, and o'er my Head
1 he Banner of i is Love he fpread. •
5 With living Breid, and gen'i-ous Wine,
He chetrs ihi? finking Tleait of mine,
And r^D'ning: his o'^n Hca;t to me.
He ftiowr his Thou^^hts how kin.l they be]
' Q never- 'et my Lor J depart,
"( c/j^vcn and reft upon my Heart;
*" "'?t"''SkAi:Sins not once to m-'^'e,
' '^^'^'^kf, ;:or % iei-e my Love.
LXi:
»
spiritual SONGS, 41
Z. ChrUi appearing to bis Churchy avcl fe eking
ompanji Sol. Song, ii. 8, 9, lo, 11, iz, 13.,
rHE Voice of my Beloved founds
Over the Rocks and rifing Grounds;
fer Hills of Giiilr, and Seas of Qrief,
; leaps, he iiies to my Relief.
;w through the Vale of Flefh I fee
ith Eyes of Love he looks at me j
iw in the Gofpels ckareft Glafs
: fliows the Beauties of his Face,
jntiy hedraws my Heart along,
"Both with his Beauties and his Tongue j
Rife^ faith my Lord, make hafie a^ay^
1^0 mortal Joys are ivorih thy Stay,
4. The Jewifh nvint''ry State is gone.
The Mijrs are fied^ the Spring comei on^
The facred Turtle-Dove ive hear
Proclaim the neixj^ the joyful Year,
5 Th'' Immortal Vine of hta'vnly Root
Biojfoms and buds, and gi^ves her Frittt.
Lo, we are corns to tafle the Wine j
Our Souls rejoice, and blefs the Vine,
6 And when we hear our Jefus fay,
^ Rife upy my Lo<ve^ make hafie anvay !
Our Hearts would fain out-fly the Wind/
And leave all earthly Loves behind.
LXX. Chrift inviting, and ths Church anf<wcrin^,
I ths Invitation , bcl. Song, ii, 14, 1^, 17,
[1 TY ARK! The Rede°ni/>r, from on r; ^
AA Sweetly invites hir; F.'vViies nigh \
From Caves of D^rknefs, and of Douut,
He gently' fpeaks and calls us out.
a My DonjCy 'who hidefi in the Reck,
Thine Heart ahnojl fwiih Sorro'w broke,,
C4. Lift
♦t HYMNS ami d
Lift up thy Face, forget thy Fear^
And lit thy Voice delight mine Ear.
3 7/6)' Voice to me funds en;er f^veety
My Graces tn thy Ccuuf nance mttt ;
though the rvain World thy Face defpfe,
^Tis hrght and comely in mine Evss.']
[4 Dear Lord, our thankful Heart receives
The Hope tliine Invitation gives •
To thee our joyful Lips fhalJ raife' >
The Voice of ^v^ytY, and of Praife.]
[5 I am my Love's, and he is mine j
OurHeairs, our Hopes, our Pamons johl s
Nor let a Motion, nor a Word, ■ *
Nor Thought arife to grieve. my Lord.
6 My Soul to Pafturesfair he leads,
Amongft the Liilies where he feeds j
Amongit the Saints (whofe RoI>es are white
Wafti'd in his Blood) is his ddight.
7 'Ti!l the Day break, and Shadows flee,
'i'lii the- Iweet dawning Light I fee,
Thine Eyes to me-ward often turn-
Nor let mv Soul in Darknefs mourn.
8 Be like a Hart on Mountr.ins green,
Leap oVr the Hills of Fear and Sin j
Nor Guilt, nor Unbelief divide
My Love,' my Saviour, from my Side.]
LXXt. Chrift found in the Street, and brought
the Church, Sol. Song, iii. 1, 2, 3, 4, cT ''
'> F T E N I feek my Lord b)' Night,
.J Jefu!, my Love,' my SouPs Delight j
V; ith w:»rm Deiire, and reftleis Thought,
I fsck him oft, but find him not.
Th n I arife, and fearch the Street,
Till I my Lord, my Saviour, meet j
I ?.ik tiie V/.uchman of the Night,
:^^,-re did ,.u fee ni^ Soul's Delight F
-i Some
'O
Ji<I. Spiritual SONGS. 43
3 Somenmes I find him in my W?.y,
Diredleci by a heav'niy Ray ;
I leap for Joy to fee his Face,
And hold him faft in my Embrace.
[4 I bring liiin to ray Mother's Kerne,
Nor does rav Lord refufe to come
To Sion's iacred Chambers, where
My Sou! nrft drew the vital Air.
5 He gives me there his bleeding Heart,
Pierc'd for my fake with deadly Smart 5
I give n^y Soul to iiini, and t'rere
Our Loves their mutusl Tokens fliare,]
6 I charge you all, ye earthly Toys,
Approach not to diilurb my Joys ;
Nor Sin, nor Hell, come ne-.r my Hearty
Nor caufe ray Saviour to depart,-
LXXIL TL^ Coronaticn of Chrift, and Efpciifals of
the Churchy Sol, Song iii. 2.
I 1"^. Aughters of Sion, come, behold
X./ 1 ^"6 Crown of Honour and of Gold,
Which the gl?,d Church, with joys imkncwn.
Piac'd on the Head of Solomon.
a- Jefus, thou everlafling King,
Accept the Tributs which we briftg 5
Accept the well deferv'd Renown,
And wearoiir Praiffs a<: thy Crown,
3 Let every A. 61 cf Vvoif?iJp be
Like our Efpoufah, Lord, for 7"bee .3
Like the dear Hour when from above;,
Wefiill receJv'd thy r'ledgf of Love,
4 The Gladncfs of ih.^t happy Day ?
Our I^earts would wi/li it long to ftay |
Nor \t\ our Fait h forfake its Hold,
Nor ( omlort fmk. nor Love grow cold;..
5. Each following .'v'inutc, as it fii.s.
Increase thy Lraifc, impn;ve our Joysv
^5 ' Til]
44
HYMNS and
B.I
Till we are rVisM ta fing tby Name,
At thegr-jat Sypperot rhe Lat; b.
6 O that liie Months would roll away,
And i^i ing thrit Coronation Day !
'IfeeKiogorGrace fh:iii fiil the Throne,
With all his Father's Glories on.
LXXIII. 77',? Church's Beauty in the Eyes o/'Chrift
Sol. Song iv. 1,10,11,7,9,8.
I JP^ IN D is the Speech of Chriit our Lord, ^
X^s. Aff=:6tion founds in evYy Word ;
Lo, t!^cu art fair, my Lo'vey he cries,
N.)t theyoui!^ Do^ves ha've ftveiter Eyes.
[2 Szoeet are thylAps, thy f leafing Voice
Saluiit mine Ear ^..liihfdcret Joys ;
N') Spice fo much dtlighis the Smell,
Nor t/liik nor Htmey tafiefo 'Well.
3 Tbou art allfair^ my Bride^ to me,
I -a-ili btrboid no Spot in ihee.
Whar mighty Wonde;s Love perfoims,
And puts a Comelin.. Is on Worms I
4 Dehl'd and l(>:ithibme as ws are.
He maktc us uhite, ard calls us fair;
Adorns us vsirh thatheav'nly Drefs,
His Graces and his Righteoulnefs.
5 Ai^ Sijier atid mySjicufe^ he cries,
Bound to my Heart by various Tics.
Thy poiu'r/ul Lo'Ve wy Heart d.tains
In (iron?i DeliJ:t a7id fhafvng Chains.
6 He cai!s me liom tne Leopard's Den,
From th)s wild World of Beads and Men,
To Sion. where his Glorias are ;
Noi Lebuhon is haif fo fair,
■^ Kor I^eas rpie;-; nor fiow'ry Plains,
No; vni\\\\y foys. noreaitMy Pains,
::"bali held rrjy Feet,' or force my Stay,
•'^ i:en CbriJ invjt<rs my Soul away.
LXXIV,
B. L Spiritual SONG .".
LXXiV. Thi Church the Garden of Chnu, M
Song iv. J 2, 14, 15, a':<i v. i.
J W^ E afs a Garden wali'd around,
% V Chofen ^iwd made peculiar Ground
A litrle Spot, enclos'd by Gi'ace,
Out of the 'World's v^Jde Wildernefs,
2 Like Trees of Myrrh and Spic« weftand,
Planted by God the Father's Hand j
And all his Springs in Sion fioW;
To make the young Plantation grow.
-3 Awake, O heav'nly Wind, and come^
Blow on this Garden of Perfume j
Spirit Divine ! defcend and brtaihe
A gracious Gale on Plimts beneath,
4 Make our belt Spices flow abroad
To entertain our Saviour God j
And Faith, and Love, and joy appear.
And ev'ry Grace be active here.
[5 Let my beloved come and talle
His pleafant Frjits at iiis own Feaft.
I come, my Sfoufe, I come} he cries^
With Love and Pleafurein his Eyes.
6 Our Lord into his Garden comes,
We]] pleas'd to fmeil our poor FerfumeSj
And calls US to a Feaft divine.
, Sweeter than Honey, Milk, or Wine.
7 Eat of the Tree of Life, my friends ^
The Bhjftngs that my Father fends 3
Your Tafefhall alltny Dainties p'-o've.
And drink Abundance '"^fmy t.ove,
% Jefusy we wi:i fitquent thy Boards
And fmg the Bounties of cur Lojd.
Biit the rich Food, on which weiive^
Demands more Praife tiian Tongue can give
C C LXXV
•^'^ ^^ y "^ N S and g
LXX^^ ^he Defcnptlon of Chrift the Edo-ued, S
^ vv hy 1 ihoulri love my 7./;^, r, .
^^«/ ^/.^ ^.iV Charnis, fav thev .h e '
f>^. Objeas of a ^.rtal Lo^^ ^^^'^
* Yes, my Beloved, to my Sight
^he«s a /weet Mixture, Red and White
Ail human Bea.Mes, all Divine, '
in my Eelcred meet and iliise
Red wnh the Bl.:x)d he fn,d for me j
Ti.e raireft of Ten Thoufand Fairs,
A 5iin amongft Ten Thoufand Stars.
L4 ii=s Head the fineft Gold excels
Tl;^' ^f ^^'\^'\'^' ^" Perf; aion dwells ;
/Jnd Glory hke a Croun adorns '
Ihofe Temples once befet with Tl.orns.
5 Coinpaffions in his Heart are found.
Hard bv the Signals cfhis Wound:
H>^ Jocred S'de no more fhi!] bear
J .ir crpe. bcourge, the piercing Spear.]
it Hi. H:*nds sre fairer to behold
Than Diamonds fei: m R,ngs of Gold :
Thofe r;.av;nly Hands th.t on the Tree
;A ere r:.,lM, and torn, and bled for me.
7 rhough once he bow'd his feeble Knees-
Loaded with Sins and Agonies, ' '
New on the Throne of his Command,
H.s Le^5 hke MarhJe Pillars ftand.]
[8 f .sE.es are Majefty and Love,'
1 he E,gle ^emper'd .nh thr. Dove^
No mere fhall trickling f:crrows roH
isbrou^ry thofe riear V'l'-.dows of his Soul
^ t"; "^^^'/^^ ^^at Pour'd out long Co!T^plvnt<:
Nov fraile., and cheers liis fai/tiag s:^n\s ,
His
3. 1. Sfiritml : 0 K G :.. ^7
His Counten?.nce more grace''-\i is
T\\2in Lebcnon with ali its Trees.
10 All over giorions is niy I,crd;
Mufi: be beiov'd, a\id \ -
Kis Worth ^f all the N;- .
Sure the whole EarJt v;.ou a ir :.;..- 'oo.
Earth, cjoi. Song vi. ;,
1 T X r HEN Stran?ers ftand and near me teli
V V What Beauties in mv >a- ion.- dwr]! f
Where he is gOiie they
That they may feek a= .
2 My beft Beloved keeps i.is IhioMie
On Hills of Light, in Worlds \niknown j
But he defcends, and 'i =ce
In the young Gardens je.
[3 In Vineyards planted by h:3 Hr.nd,
Wber?" fruitful Trees in Order fcand j
He f:2ds ajnong the fpi^y Beds,
Where Liliies (how their fpotlefs Heads.
4. He has engrofs'd my wsrmeft Love,
No earthly Charms my Soul can move 5
I have a Manllon m Ws Heart,
Nor Death nor Hell fliall make us part.]
«He lakes my Soul e'er I'm aware,
And ihews me where hi?; Glories are^
No Chariot of /^rni/usd.ib
The heav'/dy Rapture can defcribe,
[6 0 rp.ay my Spirit d.iiiy nfe
On Wingr of Faith above the Skies,
Tiil DeathTnali m:<ke mv hft Remove,
To dwell fcr f^ver with my Love.
LXX^ril,
4g HYMNS and B
LXXVir. rhe Lnnje of Chrift to the Church, in
Lanruage to h^r^ and Pro'V'fions J or her, S
.'^cn:.^ vii. 5, 6 9, 12, 13.
r XTOW in the Gairries oH.is Grace
,i NJ Appears th^ King, and thus he faysj
Ho^w fair fny Saints are in fny Sight !
My Lo^e. hoifj phafarJ J or Delight !
2 Kind is thy Language, S :'V\'-eign Lord,
T]}.QVfi's htav'nly Grace inevYy Werd j
rro'Ti that dear Mouth a Stream divine
I': \v:. i.veeter than the c'u.iceft Wine.
3 S ch v\'ond'rc'-iS Love awakes the Lip
Oi' Saiats that were ahnolt afleep,
To Ipeak ihe Praifcs of thy Naw.e,
And ir>-.kes our ccid AfFedions fiame,
4 7 Ivfe are the Joys he lets us know,
In Field* and Villages belo a ;
G'vt^ i?s a Relifli of his Love,
Bi t keeps hjs nobkft Feail above.
5 I)! ^araHife, within the Gates,
An higher Entertainment waits;
F'.iiitf new an'i old ]r.id up in Store,
V/here we fna'l feed, but thirft no more.
T-XXVUI. 7hp Strenx^tb of Chn'ftV Lo^f, andth.
StuVs feahufy of her cwn, Sol. Sung viii, 5, i
7, J3, 1^.
f . \%J H O is this fair One jn Piltr. v,
VV Th^; tiavels fr'.m the Wiiiiemefs ?
r\iid prtfs d wi h Sorrows, and v 'tli isins.
<. n he J b'-]o7«»i' Lord Ihe itars.
a This is 'he Spoufe li Ch'ii> o .y ( i
Jjo'.jg ;t wii!) >he T^•eafur■';^. •:f Vs '.' u -
And her i^.eq»j> ^, ard her Compi ill'.
( . but tic. Voice o' evrv Saint.]
I
'.. I. Spiritual S O^N G S, 49
<• O let my Name engr:^ven iland,
(i " B.Ab OR thy Keartr and on thy Hnnd ;
<< Seal me upon thhie Arm, and wear
<< That Hedge of Love for ever h: v
<f Stronser than De::th thy Love \
' <« Which Floods of Wrath qqS- :. ...va i
<« And Hell and Earth in val . :
'* To quench a Fire fo muGh
<' But I a^n jealous of niy K
'< Left it (houid once Oo-.r -/ : ;
*' Tl;^n le^; -h K; .:.
« A-- a fail- ^igr.c_ : - .:
. '' Tid thou halt brought me to Uiy Llonie,
«< Where Fears and DoiiSts aa iicv^r ccme j
*' I'hy Coiint'nance let nne ofien let,
"■ And often thou flialt hear from me,
' '* Come, iny Beloved, hTrr?away,
^- Cut fhort the Hou; s c- vhy Delay j
'• Ft'/ like a yoiuhful Hart or Pvoe
•* Ovei the Hiils whf re Spices grow.
LXXIX. A Mornl^!^ hjmn, Pfalm xJx, 5, 8, and
ixxiii. 24., 25.
I f^ OD of the Morning, at whofe Voic€
VjJ" The chearfnl Sun m:.kes Halte to rifc^
And lik- a Gi'int dot!' r^joire
o run his Journey through the Skies.
fom the t'rir'T'hanTbers of che Eaji
The C-iiCuit of hi:. Race b:gino,
„ An<i, wi-hout Wesrinei; or Kell^
Rv Mnd the vdiole Farth he fiu-i and {l.i'nes, , '
3 O, like the S ill, ?. :iv I ^v^h
Th^Hpno) te : Dun 3 ■.? . u; D.y,
With iCHd> .vJnid and a.\;ve >Vi]i
March or, and keep nw hcav'niy Way,
[4 B^>t ! ihali rc'^c ai:d lif: Hj- Race,
I' ("oJ, my j;ur., ih-i'io d^iappear..
Ant.
I
5c HYMNS and B. I
And ItSv-s me in the World's v/jld Maze,
i o friiOvv ev'ry wandVing Star.
5 Lord, thy Commands are clean ?.nd pure,
Enii-ht'nirg our beclouded Eyes j
Tl-.y I hre^t'nings ]\\i\, thy Promife fare,
Thy Gofpel srakes ihe Simple wife.]
6 Give me thy Counfei for my Guide,
And ihen receive me to thy Biifs ;
Aii my Dcfircs and Hopes befide
Are faait a)^ c.id, compar'd with this.
LXXX. An E'vemng Hymn, Pfalm iv. 8, and iii.
5, 6, and cxliii. 8.
I rir\ K u S far the Lord has led me on,
J. 'I hus far his Fow'r prolongs my Days,.
And evYy Ev'ning fliall make known
Some fVefh Memorial of his Grace.
» Much of m^ Time has run to wafte,
And I perhaps am near my Home ^
But he forgives my Follies paft,
He gives me Strength for Days tocorne.
3 I lay my Body down to Sleep,
Peace is the Pillow for my Head j
While well-appointed Angels keep
Thei: watchful Stations round my Bed.
4 In vain the Sons of Earth or Hell,
Tell me ^ thonfand frightful Things, V
My God in Safety makes vwt dwell %
Penraih the Sliadow of his Wings.
[c Faith in his Name forbids my Fe.irj ,
O may ll-y Prefence ne'er depart !
Ar.d in the Morning make me he.ir
The Love an I Kiiid'nefs of thy Heart.
6 Thus whon the Night of Death fnall crme.
My rieih]ha)i r-ft beneath the Ground,
And wait thy Voi; e to rotifc mv Tom'b,
"WithTweet Salvation in the- Sound.]
LXXXI.
spirit -<-' ' ' G S, -
LXXXr. A Son^ ^ for :.. . ; :..r.^ c" E'vmnir, Li...
I iii. 23. lia. >:iv. 7.
, J T\ /r Y God, how endlefs i; thy Lovc '
I XVI '^fiy Gifts are evYy Ev'ning new ;
\ And'Moniing Mercies, fi om abcve,
Gently diitil like early Dcw.
1 Thou fpread'ft the Curtains cf the Kig-'^tj
Great Guardi3.n of my ilefping Hours ;
Thy Sov'reign ^^"016 rtlf -res :Le Light,
And quickeps all my drowzy Pcw'is.
i 3 1 yield my PowYs to thy CGHimand,
To thee I confecraie my Days :-
Perpetual Biefi>ngs from thine Hand
Demand perpetual Songs of Praife,
j LXXXII. God far ahcve Creatures \ or, Man n;ah
and mortal^ Job iv. i7---ai.
ii QHALL the vile Race of Flefti and Blood?
L^ Contend with their Creator, God ?'
Shr-II mortal "^'^»"ornis prefume to be .
' ore Holv^ Wifs, Cr Jvit tnSip He--
. .li hold, he puts his Trult in ncne
Of all the Spirits round his Throne ;
i Their Natures, \\heii compard with his,
\ 'Are neither Holy, JnTc, noi Wife.
tBut how much mea. er Tr.ing? are th-^y
Who fpring fr' ni Duft, and dwell in Ciay '
Touch'd by ':he Finders oT ihy v-'rarh.
We faint aJKt •a;^^^;i like ;;r ;-•■ -\
4 From Nighi o Tc -. f.-rp
We die by Ti..u'ciPds la ,b, ...;;,
Biiry'd in Dull whole Nations lie
LiKe a forgotten Vani'v.
5 Almighty Fow^r, to 7
Kow frail are vvt : bov- ■
No mo-- - V s of Ear It.
With a- ^^ 3odcompi^.^
LXXXiiL
HYMNS and B.I.
LXXXIII. AffiiSlhnt and D'eat^ under Profvidenc^,
•Job V. 6, 7, 8.
NO T from the Duft Affliaion crov.-s,
Nor Troubles rife by Chance j
Yet we are born to Cares and Woes,
A fad Inhei itance !
% As Sparks break out from burning Coal?,
And flill are upwards borne j
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 promi.sM Grace j
Ke rules me by his well-known Laws
Of Love and Righteoufnefs.
4 Not all the Pains th«t e^er I bore
Shall fpcil my fufurc Pt-ace,
For Death and'Heil can do no more
Than what my f atiier pleafe. .
^; XXXIV. Salvotiqn, Ji^htioufnefsi and Sirer-i
in Chnft, Ifa. xiv. 21 -.-25
- <vf HO.VA H {peaks, let Jfr'el hear,
^ Let a\\ the Earth rejoice and icar.
VVhile God's eternal Son proclaims
His SovVeign Honours and his Names. it
£ <* I r>.ir\ the Lait, and I the Firft, ^
" The Savicur God, and God the Juft i
*' There's none luTide pretends to ihew
" bach Jultice and Salvation too.
[3 «< Ve that in fha.ks of Darknefs dwell,
'< jull on the Verge of Death ar.d HeU,
*< Lcok uo to me fr^^m diftant Lands,
*♦ Lighc, Life and Heav'n, are in my Hapds.
4 " I by rnv holy N:m:: have fworn,
" Nor (hall the Word in. vain return j '
•• JLO
8 A. spiritual SONGS.
■» I «< .To me fhall all Things bend the Knee,
*' And ev'ry Tongue fhall fwear to me,]
I 5 ** In me alone, fhaJi Men confefs,
«< Lies all their Strength and Righteoufnefs :
I " But fuch as dare deipife my Name,
I ** I'll clothe them with eternal Shame.
I 5 "In me the Lord, (hall ail the Seed
I " Of //rV/from their Sins be freed,
" And by their fliining Graces prove
! <* Their IntVeft in my pard'ning Love.
LXXXV. ne fame.
I r^HB Lord on high proclaims
Jl His Godhead from his Throne,
Mercy and Jufticf are the Names
By IX! hie h I nxiiU be bno<wn>
a Ye dying Souls that fit
\ In 'Darin efs and Dijhefs^
Lcok from the Borders of the Fit
To my reconiring Gracs,
, 3 Sinners fhall hear, the Sound. ^
w Their thankful Tongues fiiall own^
Our Righteoufnefs and Strength is jound
In Thety the Lard al^ne.
|bln Thee (hall Ifr'd tru<^,
1^ And fee their Guil^ for$?f.v'n ;
God will pronounce the Sinners \\.A^
And take the Saints lo Heav n,
\
LXXXVh Cod Holy, JuJ}, -.nd Scvercign, J.h
ix, %-":q.
» O O W /lioKld the ^or.^ of Adam's Race
4 J Be pure before their God ?
If he contend in Righteouuiefs,
We fail beneath hia Rod.
3I H Y M N S and B. tj I
a To vir.(^ie?te my V/ords and Thoughts^
I'il m ikt- no. m .re Pretence ;
Not one of all my thoufarsci Faults
Can benr a jo^: Defence.
3 Stror.gis his Arm, bis Heart is wife j
What vain Prefiimers dare
Againit their Maker's Hand to rife.
Or tempt th' un'?qual War?
[4. Mountains, by bis A:J,;iigbty Wrath,,
From their old .Seats, are torn j
He (hakes the F arth irbm Houth to NortB^
A ud all her f illars mourn.
5 Ke bids the bun forbear to rife,
Th' obedient Sun forbears j
Kis Hand vith inckciotb fpreads the Skles^
And feals Dp-^I! the Stars.
6 He walks upon the ftormy Seaj
Files en the ftormy Wind;
Ti'e-e's nore c ui trace his vond'rcus V/.t. .
Or iiis daik xCootlteps find.
tXXXVII. Gcd dTJcelis nvifb the humble and ftm-
^^ tmU Ifn. ivli. 15, 16.
1 ^"-» H U S f-.iih rhe high and lofty One,
X " I fit upon mv holy Thror.e j \
■' ^ ' ' Nnn:e is God, I dweil^n high i ^
! i my own Ltefnity.' - ,
^ ■ .. . I ('.efcend to Worlds below,
«« O ■ L^^nh I have a Vi.^nfion too';
-' '; .. : humble Spirit and contrite
" 1. .in i^bode of my Delight.
3 <• rhe humble Soul my Words revive,
«< I bid t'.ic mourning Smner liv ,
•' He;-'! ali the b!ok(,n Hearts I fisi 1
«' Aiid eafe ihe Sonowa of the Mmd.
4 « V/hen
B. I. Spintual S 0 N G S. 55
^ «* When f contend agninii their Sin,
'* Jil make them know how vile theyVe been
*< But fliould my Wrath forever fmcke,
*« Their SchIs would link beneath my Strokev'
5 0 may thy pard'ning Grace be nigh,
Left we fliould faint, defpair and die !''
Thus fliall our better Thoughts agprove
The Methods of thy chail'ning Love„
LXXXVTII. Llfg the Day of Grace and Vkp,
Ecclef. ix. 4s 5, 6, lo.
J T I F E is the Time to ferve the Lord,
1 J The Time t' infure the great Reward ;
-' And while the Lamp holds out to burn;,
The viieft Sinner may return,
[4 Life is the Hour that God has giv'n
To Tcape from HeJl, and fly to VitzM'ti ;
The Day of Grace, and Mortals may
Secure the Bieffings of the Day.]
3 The Living know that they rnufl: diej,
But all the Dead forgotten lie j
Their Mem'r)' and their Sejife isgone^
H Alike unkHowiiig and unknown.
[4 Their Hatred'and theii Lcve is Jol^^
Their Envy hnriPu in the Duft;
I They have no Share in a!? that's ^.on*
^ Beneath the Circuit of the Su,-, 1
5 Then what ray Thoughtr. defi^r: ^r> do.
My Hands With all your ifue,
Since no Device, nor \V -d^
NorFaitJ, nor Hope, be:. '^.r'. ti;e Ground:
6 There are no Acts of Pardon pgft
In the cold Grave to which we hafte ■
But Darkrefs, Death, and ir.ng |?efpair^
Rcigu in eternal Siknct:th'.rs/
5^ HYMNS and B.
LXXXIX. Yomh and Judgmenty Eccl. xi. 5,
t X?" E Sons of Aiam^ vain and young,
Y Indulge yourEyes, indulge your Tongi
Taite the Delights your Souls defire,
And give a Loo(e to all your Fire.
% Purfue the Plejifure you defign.
And cheer your Hearts with Songs and Wif
Enjoy the Day of Mirth, but know,
There is a Day of Judgment too.
3 God from on high beholds your Thoughts,
His Book records your feeret Faults j
The Works of Darknefs, you have done.
Mull all appear before the'Sun,
4. Tlie Vengeance to your Fellies due,
Should (Irikeyour Hearts with Terror throug
How will >e ftand before his Face,
Or anfwer for hisinjur'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. Toe fame.
3 T O the young Tribes of Adam riie,
B J And through all Nature 1 ove, ^
Fulfil the Wilhes of their Eyes, ]
And taile the Joys they love. "
a They give a Locfe to wild Defires \
But let the Sinners know
Tki.' itrifl Account that God requires
O;" all the Works they do.
i The Judge prepirea his Throne en high.
The fi ighted Earth and Seas
Avoid the Fury of his Eye, ^
And fiee before his Face.
4 Ho
:
B. I. Spiritual SONGS, 57
4 How (hall I bear that dreadful Day,
And ftand the fiery Teft I
I give all mortal Joys away,
To be for ever bleil.
XCI. Achice to Voiith ; or, Old Age andDtaih in an
uncon-veriid Stale, Eccl. xii. i^ 7, Ifa. Ixv. zo,
1 "VT ^"^^ ^" the Heat of youthful Blood, <
i^ Remember your Creator God 5
Behold the Months come haft'ning on.
When you fhall fay, My Joys are gone,
: Behold, the aged Sinner goes.
Laden with Guilt and heavy Woes,
Down to the Regions of the Dt^.6f
With endlefs Curfes on his Head.
3 The Duft returns to Duft again |
The Soul, in Agonies of Pain,
Afcends to God, not thereto d<,vel],
But hears her Doom, and finks to KelL
4 Eternal King, I fear thy Name,
Teach me to know how frail I am j
And when my Soul muft hence remove.
Give me a Manfion in thy Love,
%
XCn. QW\^ the Wifdom of God, Pro'/, vii:
SH A L L Wifdom cry aid"!,
And not her Speech be i>eard ?
The Voice of Clod's eternal Word,
Deferves it no Regard ?
a ** I was his chief Delight,
•' His everJafting Son,
« Before the fi; ft ; f all his Work-,
'* Creation, was be^-uij.
[3 ".Before the %!n2- Clouds,
'* Befor? the I'wlid Land^
t
:^ H r M N S and
" Before the Fields, before the Flood,
** I dwelt at his Right Hand.
4 " V/l-,en he adorn'd the Skies,
** And buiitHhem, I was there,
*' To order when the Sun fhould rife,
" And marlhal ev'ry Star.
5 '* When he pour'd out the Sea,
" And fpread the flowing Deep,
** I gave the Flood a lirm Decree
** In its ovNR Bounds to keep.]
6 '* Upon the empty Air
" The Earth was balianc'd wel? ;
'* With Joy 1 faw the Manfion where
** The Sons of Men (hould dwell.
7 ♦* My bufy Thoughts at firft
" On their Salvation ran,
*• E'er Sin was b .rn, or Adatn's Dui\
*^ Was falhion'd to a Man.
I *' Then come, receive my Grace,
" Ye Children, and be wife ;
'' Happy the Man that keeps my Ways,
** The Man that fhans them dies.
XCIII. Chrift, or W'tfdomy ohefd or rejlj^ed, Pro\
t np HU S faich the Wifdom of the Lord,
1 " Blefs'd is the Man that hears my Wor
** Keeps daily Watch before my Gates,
*' And at my Feet tor Mercy waits.
% " The Soul that fceks me fhall obtain
** Immotal Wealth ai.d heav'nly Gain j
" Immortal Life is his Reward,
*' Life, and theFav ur of the Lord,
I *• But the vile Wretch that flies Irom mc,
«< Doth his own Sou) an Injury;
*' Fools that agaii)ft my Grace rebel
** Seek Dcaih, anU loirc the Read to Heli.
xcn
1
I. Spiritual S v . . ,\ 59
CIV. Jujiificaiion by Faith, not hy Works -^ or,
The Lanjo condannSi Grac£ Jnfifies. Rom iiir
i9---a2.
VAIN are the Hopes the Schis of Men
On their own Vv'^orks have built j
Their Hearts by Nature ail unclearij
And all tkeir A6lions Guilt.
Let Jc^JJ and Gentile ^.o^iXhtu MoiltliE^
Without a murraTing Word,
And the whole Race or Adam ftand ^
Guilty before the Lord
In vam we afk God's righteous Law
To jui'lify us now,
Since to convince, and to condemn;
Is all the Law can do.
Jefus, how glorious is thy Grace^
When in thy Name we truft !
Our Faith receives a Righteoulnefs
. That makes the Sinner juft,
ICV . RfgL^nvation,' ]ohn i. 13, and iii. 3, &c,
NOT all the oTitward Forms on Earth,
Nor Rites that God has giv'n,
|Kor Wilf of Man, nor Blood, nor Birthj
Can raife a Soul to Heaven,
(The Sov'reTgn Will of. God alone
K Creates us Heirs of Grace ;
Bern in the Image of his Son,
A new peculiar Race,
ffhe Spirit like fome heav'niy Wind
Blows on the Sons of Flefn,
New-n-iodels all the carnsl Mind,
And forms the Man afrefh.
Our quicken'd Souls awake, and rife
From the long Sleep of Death j
On Iteav'nly Things we fix cor. Eyes,
And Praife employs our BTtath.
6o HY M N S end B.
XCVI. Eh^ion txcludes Bsajiwgy i Cor. i, a6 -3!
1 TJ U r few among the carnal Wife,
il> But fcA of noble Race,
Obtain the Favour of thine Eyes,
Almighty King of Grace.
% He takes the Men of m anell Name, ^- •
For Sc ns anJ Heirs of God :
And hus le pours abundant Shame
On honourable Blood. ;
3 He calls the Fool, and makes him know
1 he MyftMes of his Grace, f
To bring afpiring Wifdom low, t
And .ill its Pride abafe. {
4 Nature has all its Glories loft, ]
Wlien brought before his Thrr^ne j I
No Flefh fliall in his Prefence boaft, \
But in the Lord alone.
XCVII. Cbrift our Wifdom, Righteoufnefs, Sccj
I Cor. i. 30. I
J TJ URY'D in Shadows of the Night, i
J3 We lie till Chnji rcftorcs the Light?
Wifdom f^efcends to heal the Blind,
And cljafe the DaiJcnefs of the Mind.
3 Our guilty Souls are drown'd in T^ars,
Till h's ato ing Blood appears 5
Then we awake from deep DUtrefs,
And fmg, The Lord our Rigkteou''nefs,>
^ Our very Frame is mix'd with Sin,
KiS Spirit makes our Natures clean ;
Such Virtues »rom his Suff'rings flow.
At once to cleanfe and pardon too.
4 Jej'us beholds where Satan reigns.
Binding bis Slaves in heavy Chains;
He fets ihe Prisoners free,, and breaks
The Iron Bondage from our Mecks.
3 p<i
4
i. h spiritual SONG ^. 6i
; Poor belplefs Worms in Thee pofTefs
Grace, Wifdom, Pow'r, and B-ighteoufnefs j
Thou art our mighty All, and we
Give our whole feives, O Lord, to Thee.
XCVIII. The/am,
HOW heavy is the Night
That hangs upon our Eyes,
Till Chrijf, with his reviving Lights
Over our Souls arife !
s Our guilty Spirits dread
To meet the Wrath of Heav'n,
But in his Righteoufners array 'd.
We fee our Sins forgiv'n.
) Unholy and impure
Are all our Thdights and Ways,
His Hands infef^ed Nature cure
With fanitifying Grace.
► The Pow'rs of Hell agrec^
To hold our Souls in vain j ^
j He fets the Sons of Bondage frec> v|
I And breaks the cur fed Chain. ^
I Lord, we adore thy Ways
I To b> ing us near to God,
I Thy Sovereign Pow'r, thy healing Grace^
1 And thine atoning Blood.
[iCIX. Stones made Children */ Abraham; or,
Grace mi conveyed bj religious Parents, Matt.
31). 9.
VAIN are the Hopes that Rebels place
Upon their Birth and Blood,
Defcended from a pious Race j
(Their Fathers now with God.)
He from the Caves of Earth and Hell
Can take the hardeft Stones,
D a An^
1
6z H r M N S and B.
And fill the Houfe of Abr'am well
With new-created Sons.
3 Such wcnd'rous PowY cloth he pofTsfs,
Who form'd cur mortal Frame,
Who caird the World from Emptinefs,
The World obey'd and came.
C. Btlie've and be faued^ John iii. i6, 17, \%
I "^T O T to condemn the Sons of Men,
i^ Did Ckriji the Son of God appear j,
No Weapons in his Hands are feen,
No flaming Sword, nor Thunder there.
a Such was the Pity of our God,
He lovM the Race of Man io well,
He fent his Soh to bear cur Load,
Of Sins, and fave cur Sculs from Hell.
1, Sinners believe the Saviour's Word,
Truft in his mighty Nsme, and live j
A thoufand Joys his Lips afford,
H^s'ttands a thoufand Bleflings give.
4 But Vengeance and Damnation lies
On Rebels who refufe the Grace j
Who God's eternal Son defpife.
The hotieft Hell iliall be their Place,
CL Joy in Heaueny for a repenting Sinner ^ Lu!
XV. 7, 10. ..
I WJ ^^ can defcribe the Joys that rife,
VV Through all the Courts ^f Paradili
To fee a Poidigal return.
To fee an Heir of Glory born ?
a With Joy the Father doth approve
The Fruit of his eternal Love ;
The Son with Joy looks down and fees
The Purchafe of his Agcinies.
<) The Spirit takes Delight to view
The holy Soul he form'd anew j
The Saints and Angek join to fing
"I he growing Empire of their King.
J. I. spiritual SONGS, t
CII. The Biatiiudes. Matt. v. y-it,
[i 12 L E S T are the humble Sou is that fe-=
J3 Thfcir EmptiDeTs and Poverty ;
Treafjres of Grace to ihem are giv'n^
And Crowns of Joy laid up in Heaven.]
t Bieft are the Men of broken Heart,
Who mourn for Sin with inward Srnart 5
I The Blood of ChriJ^ divinely flows
A healing Balm for all their Woes.]
[3 Bieft are the Meek, who ftand afar
From Rage and Paffion, Noife and War ;
God will fecure their happy State,
And plead their Caufe againft the Great.]
[4 Blell are the Souls that thirft for Grace,
Hunger and long for Righteou(hefs j
They fiiall be well fupply'd and fed
With living Streams and living Bread.]
[5 Bieft are the Men whofe Bowels move,
And melt with Sympathy and Love j
From Chrtfi the Lord (hall they obtain
Like Sympathy and Love again.]
;[6 Bieft are the Pure, whofe Hearts are clean
From the defiling Pow'rs oi Sin j
With endlefs Pleafure they fhall fee
A God of fpotlefs Purity.]
[7 Bieft are the Men of peaceful Life,
Who quench the Coals of growing Stiife 5
■ They fhail be call'd the Keirs of Blifs,
The Sons of God, the God of Peace.]
[8 BUft are the Suft'rers who partake
Of Pain and Shame for Jefus'' Sake,
Their Souls /hall triumph in the Lord,
Glory and Joy are their Reward,]
cm.
<4 HYMNS and I [
cm. Not ajhamtdof the Go/pel, a Tim. i i;
1 T '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.
a Jefus, my God } I know his Name,
His Name is all my Truft ;
Nor will he put my Soul to Shame,
Nor let my Hope be loft.
3 Firm as iiis Throne, his Promife ftands,
And he can well fccure
What I've committed to his Hands,
Till the decifive Hour.
4 Then will he own my worthlefs Namfr
Beiore his Father's Face,^
And in the New Jerufalem
Appoint my Soui a Place.
CIV, A St ail 9f Nature and Gracty i C«r,
10, J I.
O T the Malicious or Profane,
__ . The Wanton or the Proud,
Nor Thieves, nor Sland'rers ftiall obtain
The Kingdom of our God.
i Surprifing Grace \ And fuch were we
By Nrituie and by Sm,
Heirs of immortal Mifery,
Unholy and unclean.
3 Bot we are wafh'd in Jsfus" Blood,
\Ae're paidon'd through his Name,'
And the good Spirit of our God
Has farc^ify'd our Fr.^rae.
4 O for a perfevering Pow'r
To ke-^o thy juft Commands !
We would difile oui Hearts no more,
No raoie pollute our Hands.
&. r. spiritual SONGS. 65
CV. Heaven in^iji- le and holy^ i Cor. ii. 9, ic=
Rev. xxi 27.
1 "JWr O^ ^y^ ^^^^ ^^^"' "°^ ^'^ ^^^ heardj
i^ Nor Senfe nor Reafon known.
What Joys the Father has prepared
For thole that love the Son.
i But the gocd Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a Heav'n to come ;
The Beams cf Glory in bis Word
Allure and guide us Home.
3 Pure are the Joys above the Sky,
And all tfee Region Peace j
No wanton Lips, nor envious Eye,
Can fee or tafte the Blifs.
i^ Thofe holy Oates for ever bar
Pollution, Sin, and Shame j
None (hail obtain Admittance there.
But Followers of the Lamb.
5 He keeps the Father's Book of Life,
There all their Names are found j
The Hypocrite in vain fhall ftrive
. To tread the heav'nly Ground.
CVI. Diad to Sin by the Crofs of Chrift, Rom.
vi. 3, 2, 6.
2 ^ H AL L we go on to fin,
O Becaufe thy Gr?-ce abounds,
Or crucify the Lord again.
And open all his Wounds ?
» Forbid it, mighty God j
Nor let it e'er be faid.
That we, Ahofe Sins are crucify'd.
Should raife them from the Dead.
3 Wewill be Slaves no more.
Since Ci?r/y? -has made us free.
Has naird cur Tyrants to his Crofs,
And bought our Liberty.
D 4 CVLl
46 H r M H S and
CVII. The Fall and Recovery of Man; or, (
ai^d Sditan at Enmifj, Gen. iii. i, 15, 17.
iv. 4. Col. ii. 15.
1 T^ECEIV^D by fubtil Snares of 1]
3^ J Adatn^ our Head, our Father felj.
When Satan^ in the Serpent hid,
Propos'd the Frwit that God forbid.
2 Death was the Threatening j Death begar
To take PofTelnon of the Man ;
His unborn Race receivM the Wound,
And heavy-Curfes fnute the Grov\rid.
3 But Satan found a worie Reward ;
Thus faith the Vejigeance of the Lord,
Let {<verlajii7tg Hatred be
Belivixt the Woman'' s Seed and Ihee,
4. The Wowari's Seed Jlmll be my.Sdn,
He /hall deflroy nvhat thou hafi done-'.
Shall break thy Head, and only feel
*Thy Malice raging at his [HccL
[5 He fpake ; and bid Four llioufand Ye:,.
Roll on ; at length his Son appears:
Angeis with Joy defcend to Earth,
And fing the young Redeemer's Bii tb.
6 Lo, by the Sons of Hell he dies;
Bat as he hiiHg/twix't Earth and Skies,
He gave their "Prince a fatal Bl jw,
And triumphed o er the PowYs below.]
CVHI. Chn^ unfeen a^id heh'ved, i Pet. 1.
J 'I^T O T with our mortal Eyes
X%i Have we beheld the Lord,
Yet we rejoice to hear his N;.me,
And love him in his Word.
/. On Earth we want the Sight
Of our P.edeeroer'fi Face,
\.I.
Spiritual SONGS.
67
Yet, Lord, our inmcfl Thoughts delight
To dwell upon ihy Grace.
And when we tafle thy Love,
Our Joys divinely grow,
Uiifpeskable. like thofe above.
And Keav'n begins below.
iit,
end his KiqhteQiijhfjif
9-
"IX. The Value cf
Phi!, iii. 7
i "f^O more, my God, I boaft p.o more
l>i Of all v'he'Duties 1 have done i
I quit the Hopes 1 l-.eid before
To truft the Merits of thy Son,
I Now for the Love I bear hjs Name,
What was my Gain I count my Lofs ;
My former p! ide I call my Shame,
And nail m, Giojy to his Crofs,
3 Yts, and ] muft and will efteem
All Things but Lofs for J fus^ Suke •
O may my Soul be found in him,
And of his Right-.'ufnefs partake'.
4, The bell: Obedience of my Hands
Dares not appear l^eicre thy Throne,
But Faiih can aafwer thy Demands,
By pleading what my Lend has done.
ex. Death and immedlaie Clory, z Co;
and I
pint ■•
THERE IS
Eternalj
And here n
Till Gv.d [hdlhid i L
Shortly this Pi ifon o- 1-
Muit be diHolv-d ani-i
Then, O my Soid, wit'
Thy heav'nly F?th:
'Tis He, by his Aim'^ ;
That fcrrns thee fit for Heav i;
D5
.V. I, 5-i.
i:h Hands,
68 H r M N S and 1 I
And as an Earneft of the Place
Has his own Spirit giv'r.
4 We walk by Faith of Joys to come.
Faith lives upon his VVord ;
But while the Bodv is our Home,
We're abfent from the Lo; d.
5 'Tis pleafant to believe thy Grace,
But we h: d r; ther fee j '
We woLiid be abfent Irom the Flefh,
And prefent, Lord, with Thee.
CXI. Salvaticn by Grace, Titus iii. 3-- 7.
I T OR D, we confefs our niim'rcus Fauli
I J How great our Guilt }-asbeen !
Fcoli,% and vain were all our Thoughts,
And all' cur Lives were Sin.
But, O my Sou} for ever praife.
For ever luvt his Name,
Who turns thy Feet frpni dang'rous Ways,
Of Follv, Sin, and Sh^me.]
■-; 'Tis not by Works of Righieoufnefs,
Wkich our own Hands have done j
But we are favM by Sovereign Grace,
Abounding through his Son.]
I 'Tis from the Mercy cf our God
That ail our Hopes begin ;
'Tis by the Water and the Blood
Our Souls are wafh'd from Sin.
5 'Tis through the Pujchaie of his Death,
Who hung upon the Tree,
The Spirit is Tent dovNn to breathe
On iuch dry Bones as we.
6 Rais'd from the De»d we live anevvj
And juflify'd by Grace,
We ih.iil appear in Glory too,
And fee our Fath.er s Face.
CX
B. I. Spiritual SONGS, 69
CXII. T/je Brazen Serpent j or, Looking to Jeius,
3 John, ver 14---16.
1 O O did the Hebrew' Prophet raife
O The Brnzen Serperjt iiighj
The Wounded fdt immediate Eafe,
The Camp torbsre to die.
a ^53/^- upward in the dying Hour,
Andlinjt, tite Prophet cries j
But Lh7-tfi performs a nobler Cure,
When Faith lilts up her Eyes.
3 liigh un the Crofs the Saviour hung,
Higir on the HeaVns he reigns^,
Here binne^ s, by th' old Serpent ftung,
Look, and forget their Pains.
4 When God's own >.on is liit<;d up,
A dymg- vVorid revives j
The Je'vj oeholds the gl rious Hope,
Th' expiring Gentile lives.
XXIII. Abraham'^ Blejing on the Gentiles, Qzn.
xvji. 7. Rom XV. 8. Markx. 14.
1 \_J O W large the Promife ! how DiviiiC,
J~l To Abr'am and his Seed !
VU be a God to Thee and Thin:,
Supplying all their Need.
% The Wo.ds of his extenilv^e Love
From Age to Age endure \
The Aagel of the Cov'n.'nt proves.
And feals the BlefTinL, fure.
3 "^'S^^ ^he ancient Faith confi: ms,
Fu our great Fathers giVn j
He takes young Children to his Arms,
And ciils them Hei s or Heav'n.
4 Our God, how faithful aie his Wa)'s!
His Lnve endures the f.ime j
Nor from i tie Prornile of his Grace
Blots OHt tae Children's Name,
D 6 CXIV
CXIV. The fam^, R(im; xi. 16, ij.
% /^ENTILES by Nature we belong
•^^ To the Wild Oiive Wood ;
Grace tookms from the barren Ti ee,
And gr?if\s us in the good,
2 With I he fame BlcfTings Grace endows
The GefUiL-; and the Jexv;
If pure ?.nd h^ly be the Root,
Such are tl;e Branchr.s too.
3 Then let the Children of the Saints-
Be dedicate to God ,
Pour out thy Spirit on th?m, Lord,
And wadh them in thy Blood.
4. Tims to the Parents, and their Seed,
Shall thy Salvation come,
And num rous Houfholds Kieet at laft
In one eternal Home,
CXV, Cc}i--vifi\or of Sin by the Laiv. Rom. \
8, 9, 14, 24.
1 T ORD how fecure my Confcience wasj
I J And felt no inward Dread !
I was alive without the Law,
And thought my Sins were dead,
'J. My Hcpes ct Heav'n were ti.m and briglU;
But \\\\ce the Precept came,
With a convincing Pow'r zwu. Light,
I find how Vjli I am.
[3 Mv Guilt appeared but fmall before,
Till ttiiibly I faw
How Perfeil, Koly, Juft and Pure,
Was thine e'.ern.d Law.
•J. 7*hea felt my Soul the heavy Lcad;
My ^ins revived againy
3. 1. spiritual S G N G S. nx
li '1 had provokM a dread ful God,
And all my Hopes v.ere flain.|
Tm like a helplefs Captive fold.
Under the Pow'r of Sin ;
I cannot do the Goo-l I would.
Nor keep my Confcience clean.
6 My God, I cry with ev-'ry Breath
For fome kind Pow'r to fave,
To break the Yoke of Sin and Dea'cb,
And thus redeem the Slave.
GXVI. Lonjg to God and our Neighbour^ Matt,
xii. 37—40-
I rf^H US faith the firil, the great Command,
J. " Let all thy irnva.! d PowVs unite
" To love thy Maker, and thy God,
** With utmoft Vigour and Delight.
% " Then fhali thy Neighbour next in Place
*« Share thine AfFedlion and Efteem,
*' And let thy Kindnefs to thyfeif
" Meafure and rule thy Love to him.^
3 This is the Senfe that Mofes fpoke,
This did the Prophets preach and prove j
For Want of this the Lsw was broke,
And the whole Law's fulfiil'd by Love.
4 But O ! how bafe our PaiTions are I
How cold our Charity' and Zeal !
Lord, fill ojr Souls with heav'nly Fire,
Or we (iiaii ne'er perform thy Will.
CXVII. EkBicn So'vereign end Free, Rom. ix.
21, as, 23, 24.
[2 TOEHOLD the Fetter and the Clay,
JL^ _ He forms his VefTels as he pleafe ;
Such is our God, and fiich are we;
The Subjeds of bis higli Decrees.
a Doth
?i H r M N S and B.
z Doth not the Woikman's Pow'r extend
O'er all ihe Mars-j which Part to choofe.
And mould it tor a nobler End,
And which to leave for viler Xj^a}']
3 May not the Sov'reign Lord on high
Djfpenfe his Favours as he will ;
Choofe fon-e lo Lite while othe.s die,
And yet be juft and gracious Itiil ?
[4. What if to make his Terror known^
He lets his Patience long endure,
SutF'ripg vile Rebels to go on,
And feal their own D ftruclion fure ?
5 What if he means to diow his Grace,
And his eledling Love employs
To mark • ut fome of mortal Race,
And form thtm fit for heavnly Joys ?]
6 SiisU Man reply againft the Lord,
And cail bis Maker's Ways unji.il,
The Thunder (.f whole dreadful Word
C-n cralh a thoufand Worlds to Duft ?
7 But, O my Soul, if Truth fo ■ aright
Should dazzle od confo .nd thy iiight.
Yet 11:11 his written Will obey.
And w..it the great decifive Day.
8 Then fiiall he make his Juiiice known.
And the whole Woild before his I hrone,,
With Joy, or Terror, (hail conftfs
1 he Glory of his Righteoufnefs.
CXVIIT. Mofes and Chiift ; or, Sins againji tl
Li^'v andGofpd, John i. 17. lieb. iii. 3, 5, (
and X. 28, 29.
3 >^Tp H E Law by Mofts came,
X But Peace, and ' ruth and Love,
Were bv u£;ht by Chriji (a nobler Name)
Defcending from above*
% Ami4l
g, I. spiritual SONGS. 7?.
a Amidft the Houfe of God
Their different Works were done 5^ -
Mofs a faithful Servant flood,
£ut Chriji a faithful Son.
5. Then to his new Commands
Be ilrift Obedience paid j
O'er all his Father's Houfe he ftands
The Sov'reign and the Heado
4 The Man that durit defpiie
The Law that A/c/^j brought j
Behold how terribly he dies
For his prefumptuous Fault,
5. But forer Ver gearsce falls
On that reb^.iiious R.-.ce,
Who ha;e to hear when Je/us calls,.
And dare jefilt his Grace.
CXIX. The different Succefs of the Gcfpel, 1 Cor.
i. 23, 24. 2 Cor. ii, 16 i Cor. iii. 6, 7.
HR I ST and his Crofs is all our Theme j
The Myft'ries that we fpeak
Are Scandal in tie Jews Efiieera,
And Folly t-^ the Greek.
a But Souls enlighten d from above.
With Joy receive the Word j
They fee what Wifdom, Pow'r, and Lov?j
Shines in their dying Lord.
3 The vital Savour of h;s Name
Reftores their fainting Breath | ,
But Ur.belief perverts the f?.me
To Guilt, Defpair, and Death,
4 Till God diff'if« his Graces down,
Like Show'rs of heav'nly Rain,
In va:n Apoilos fows the Ground,
AndPflwhuay plant in vain.
r<x.
c
74- HYMNS and
CXX. Faitk of Ih'ings urf^tr, Heb. >:i. i, c
1 JT' A I T H is the briglite't Evidence
X. Of Things beyond our Sight,
Breaks through the Clouds of Flefti and
And dwells in heav'nly Light.
% It fets Times paft in prelent View,
Brings dilta)it Propfects home.
Of Things a Thoufand Years ago,
Or Thoufand Years to come.
I By Faith we know the Worids were made,'
By Ged\s Almighty Word ;
Ahr\am, to unknown Countries led,
By Faith ohey'd the Lord.
4 He fought a City fair and high,
Built by th' eternal Hands ;
And Faith afdires \is though we die.
That heav'nly Building ftands.
t-^XXL Children denjoted to God, Gen. xvii. y,-
Aasxvi. 34, 15, 33.
{For ihefe nvho praShfe Infant Baptifm.)-
1 r^ H U S faith the Mercy of the Loid^
i 77/ be a God to thee j
Vll blefs thy numrous Kace^ and they
Shall hf. a Seed jcr me.
a Rbr'am believ'd the promisM Grace,
And gave his Sor.s to God j
But Wr.ter fenls tne Bltfljngs now,
That once was ienl'd with Blood,
3 Thus Lydla faf.dlify'd her Houfe,
When (he receiv"d the Word :
Thus the believing Goaler gave
His Houfhoid to'lhe Lord.
4t;
3.1.
Spiriiual SONG S\
i|, Thus later Saints, eternal King,
Thine ancient Truth embrace, j
To thee their Infant Offspring bring,
And humbly claim thy Grace.
^.XXll. Bilie'vers hur'ud^ith Chriil: in Bapti/m^
" ^ Rom, vi. 2) 4; &^c.
DO we not know that lolemn Word,
That we are bnry'd with the Lord 5
Baptiz'd into his Peath, and then
Put oiF the Body of our Sin ?
, Our Souls receive diviner Breath,
Rais'd from Corruption, Guilt and Deaths
] So from the Grave did Cbrijf arife,
I And lives to God above the Skies,
^3 No more let Sin or Satan reign
j Over our mortal Fle(h ag^ain. j .
i The various Lufts we ferv'd before,
I Shall have Dominion now no more.
JCXXIII. Tbe Repenting Prodigal, Lukexv. 13, &Co
! 2 OEHOLD the Wretch whofe Luft and Wine
[ .^J Had wafted his Eftate,
j He begs a Share among (t i-he Swine,
j To-tafte the Huiks they eat.
i s I di^e <wiik Hunr^" here, he cries.
[ Ijiar^je in forei'^n lane: -y
My Faiher^s Houfe ha: large Supplies ^
I And bounteous are his Hands.
^ I'll go, a:-'i ivitk a mournful ^LongURy
- ^^ 7 all donvn be/ore 'bii Face j
Father, V've done thy Jupics Wrong,
Nor can dsfevuz tky Grace.
4 He laid, and haiten'd to his Home,
To feek his Fatbcis Lc've ;
76 HYMNS and
The Father favv the Rehel come,
And A\ his Bowels move.
5 He ran and ^eli up. n his Neck,
f.m^ric'd and kils'd his' Son ;
The Rebel's Heart with Scnow brake
For Follies he had done.
6 Take off his Clothes of Shame and Sin,
(The Father gives Command)
Dr fs hivt in Garments ivhite and dean^
Wi lb Rings adcrn bis Hand.
7 A Day of fcafiing I ordain,
L^t Mirth and Jpy abound ^
My Son avas d ad, and li'ves again,
ff^as lofiy and no'w is found.
CXXIV. Tbe Tirft and Second Adam, Ron
II, &c.
E E P In the Duft before thy Throne
Our Guilt and . ur Difgrncc wc ow.
Great God we own th' uniiappy Name,
Whence fpiung our Nature, and our Shar
% Adam the Sinner ; At bis Fall
Death, like a Conq;rror, feiz'd us all;
A Thoufand new born Babes are dead,
By fatal Union to their Head.
3 But while our Spiris filTd with Awe,
Behold the Terrors ef the Law j
We fing the Honours cf iby Grace,
Thatfent to fave cur ruin d Race.
4 We fing thine everlafting Son,
Who j in'd our Nature to his ownj
Adam the Second, from the Duft,
Raifes the Ruins of the F)rft.
[5 By the Reheiiion of one Man,
Through all his Seed the Mifchief ran j
y\nd bv one Man's Obedience now
Are all his Seed made righteous too. j
6 Wh
. I. spiritual SONGS. 77
Where Sin did reign, and Death abound 5
There have the Sons of Adam found
! Abounding Life j, there glorious Grace
! Reigns through the Lord our Rjghteoufnefs.
I XXV. ChriftV Compajfionio the Wsah and^empU
I ed, Heb. iv. 15, 16, andw. 7. Matth. xii. zo*
WITH Joy we meditate the Grace
Of our High-' ri ft above.
His Heart is made of Tendernefs,
His Bowels melt with Love.
'. Touch'd with a Sympathy within.
He knows our feeble Frame ;
He knows what f^ re Temptations meafl^
For he has telt the fame.
But fpotlefs, innocent and pure,
The great Redeemer flood, -
While Satan's fiery Darts he bore>
And did refill 10 Blood,
He in the Da s of feeble Flefh,
Pi ur'd out his Cries and Te^rs,
And in his Meafure feels afs e/h
What ^v'ry Member Wears.
5 He'll never quench the fmoaking Flax,
But raifeit to a Flame;
The bruifed Reed he never breaks,
Nor fcorns the raeaRcft Name.]
Then kt our humble Faith addrefs
His Mercy and his PowV,
We ftiall obtain deliv'ring Grace
In the diftrefling Hour.
-XXVI. Charity and Uncharitabknefs^ Rom xiy„
17, 19 t Cor. X. 3i.
N" O T dilfrent Food, or difPrent Drefs,
Compofe the Kingdom, of our Lord,
But Peace, and Joy, and Righteoufnefs,
Faith and Ofe«dieace to his Word.
% When
;8 fl r M N S and
a When weaker Chrfftians we defpife,
We do the Gofpel mighty Wrong 5 ,'
For God the Gracious and the Wife,
Receives the Feeble with the .trong.
3 Let Piide and Wrath be banifli'd hence,
Meeknefs and Love our Souls purfue ;
Nor fhail our Practice ^ive Oftence
To Saints, the GentihyOv the Jewu,
CXXVIL Chrift^ Im>itaiion to Sinnen', of, J
- millty and Pridi j Matt. xi. jS'-^jo.
1 ** /^ O M E hither all ye weary Souls,
V^ " Ye heavy laden Sinners come,
«' ril give you Reft from all your Toils,'
•' And raife yon to my heav'nly Home.
a «' They (h?dl find Reft that learn of me j
*' Fm of a meek and lovrly Mind j
" But Paffion rages like the Sea,
•* And Pride is reftlefs as the Wind.
3 *• BkfV'd is the Man, whofe Shoulders tak'
*' My y. ke, and bear it with Delight
** Mj Yoke is eafy to his Neck,
*' My Grace (liali make the Burden light."
4 J^fus, we c nie at thy Conmiand,
V/ich Fa-th, and Hope, and humble Zeal,
Refjgn our Spirit; to thy Hai:d,
To nil. old r.nd guide us at thy Will.
CXXVHL The Ap'.Jile's Commfion ; or, Th^ C
pd atiejtr;d iy Miracles, Mark xvi. 15, i.
^iaU xxviii. 18, Sec.
I f~^ 0 preach my Gofpel, faith the Lcra ^
VJ *' i^-'c^ tiie V hole Earth my Grace rec
" i-le (ha'.l be fav'd that trufts my Word,
*• He Ihall 6e damn^'-that won t believe.
ecei
[. spiritual SONG S.
j " rll make your great Commiflion knowrj
* And ye (hail prove my Gofpel true,
!* By ali the Works that I have done^
! « By all the Wonders ye fliall do.
!' Go heal the Sick, go raife the Dead,
j« Go call out Dsvils^in ray Namej
I ' Nor let my Prophets be afraid,
* Tho' Gr^ffi^j reproach, and 7/fW^bIaf\:heme,]
* Teach all tliC Nations my Commands,
■« I'm with you till the World fhall end j
« All Pow'r is trulled in my Hands,
•^' I can' deltroy, and I defend."
He fj-a^e, and Light fi one found his Heady
On a bright Cloud to Hea^''n he rode :
Jhey to the fartbefi Nalio-ns fpread
The Grace of their ^afcendid God,
CXIX, SubmiJJicn and Dellnjerdnce^ or, Abra-
ham offering his Son, Gen. xxii. 6^ Sic,
SAINTS, atyour FatherYheav'rdy Word.
Give up your Comforts to the Lord j'
He fhall reitore what you refign.
Or grant you Bleffings more divine.
\^Q Abr''mn, wkh obedient Hand,
Led forth his Son at God's Command ;.
The Wood, the Fire, the Knife he took.
His Arm prepar'd the dreadful Stroke,
Abr'am /or^^'^r, the Angel cry 'd,
Thy Faith is knoiX'Tif thy Lo^veis trfd\
Thy Son /hall li've, and in thy Seed
Shall the luhole Earth be bkfs^d indeed,
Juft in the laft diftrefTing Hour
The Lord difplr/ys deliv'ring FowY j
The Mount of Danger is the Place,
Where we Ihall fee furprifmg Grace.
cxxy
80 HYMNSand i
CXXX. Love and Haired^ Phiirii. a. £ph.
30, &c.
* M ^ ^' ^y ^^^ Bowels of my God,
^ i^- ,^IslfharpDiftrefs, his fore Complaii
By his laft Groans, his dving Blood,
I charge my Soul to love the Saints,
a Clamour and Wrath, and War begone
Envy and Spite f.r ever ceafe,
Let bitter Words no more be known
Amongft the Saints, the Sens of Peace.
3 The Spif ir like a peaceful Dove,
Flies from the Realms of Noile and Strife-
Why (hou d we vex and grieve his Love, *
Who feals our Souls to heav'nly Life ?
4. Tender and kind be all owr Thoughts,
Through all our Lives let Mercy run :
So God forgive, our num'rous Faults '
For the dear Sake of Chrift his Son.
CXXXI. The Pharifee and Publican, Luke xvi
10, &c.
t O E H O L D how Sinners difagree,
O The Publican and Pharifee !
One doth his RighiCoufnefs proclaim.
The other owns his Guilt and Shame.
ft This Man at humble Diftance ftands.
And cries for Grace with lifted Hands,*
That boldly rifes near the Thione,
And talks of Duties he has done.
3 The Lord their diffVent Language knows,
And diffVent Anlwers he beito;vs ;
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 Pharifee i
I have no Merita of my on^n.
But plead the Suff'rings of thy Son.
CXXXI]
Spiritual SONGS. 81
IxXXir. HoliKr/s and Grace, Tit. ii. le^-ia.
SO let our Lips and Lives exprefs
The Holv Gofpel we protefs,
iSo let our Woik^ and Virne fbii.ej
To prove the D ftrine all Divine.
IThus Ihali we beft proclaim abroad
I The Honour of our Saviour God |
iWhcR the Salvctirn reigns within,
And Grace fubdues th^ Pov;'r Qi Sin.
Our Fkfti and Senfe muft be deny'd,
iPafTion and Envy, Luft and Pride j
While Juftice, Temp'rance, Truth and Love,
Oar inward Piety approve.
Religion bears our Spirits up,
While we expedl that bleffed Hope,
The bright Appearance of the Lord,
I And Faith ftands leaning on his Word.
[ICXXIIL Lo've andCbarityi 1 Cor. xiii, t—f,, ij^
LE T Pharifees of high Efteem
Their Faith and Zeal declare,
All their Religion is a Dream,
If Love be wanting there.
Love fuffers long with patient Eye^
Nor is provok'd in Hafte,
She lets the prefent Inj'i y die.
And long forgets the paft.
, Malice and Rage, thofe Fires of HeOj
She quenches with her Tongue j
Hopes, and believes, and thinJcs no HI,
Though ftie endure the Wrong,]
She nor deiires, nor feeks to know
The Scandah of the Time ;
Nor looks with Pride on thofe below?
Nor envies thofe that climb.]
8x HYMNS atid B,
5 She lays her own Advantage by
To fefk her Neighbour's Good ;
So God's own Son came down to die.
And bought our Lives with Blood.
6 Love is the Grace tliat keeps her PowV,
In all the Re.'^lms above;
There Faith and Hope are known no morr
Eut Saints for ever love.
CXXXIV. Religion '^fah ivit hut lonjSy i C
xiii. r, 2, 3.
1 r T A D I the Tongyes of Creth and J( .
X L And nobler Speech than Angels ule
If Love be abfent, I am found
Like tinkling BraJs, an empty Sound,
2 Were I infpir'd to preach, and tell
All that is done in Heav'n and Hell,
Orco'jld my Faith the World lemove,
Stiii i am nothing without Love.
3 'Should I diftribute all my Store
To i'etd the Bowels of the Poor,
Or give my Body to the Flame
To gain a Martyr's gloricfus Name s
4 If Love to God, and Love to Men,
Be abfent, all my Hopes are vain ^
Nor Tongues, nor Gifts, nor fiery Zeal,
The Work of I^ove can e^r fulftl. '
CXXXV. rbe U'Vi of Chrift jhed abroad in th
/aVar?, Eph. in. 16, &c.
1 f^ O M E, deareft Lord, defcend and dwell,
\_j By Faith and Love in evYy Breaft j
Then (hall we know, and tafte and feel
The Joys that cannot be expreft.
t Come, f.U our Hearrs with inward Strength,
Make our enlarged Souls pofTefs,
Aiu!
1. 1. ■^f>iritual SONGS. 85
And learn the Height, and Bresath, a0 Length
Of thine unmeafurable Gi ace.
, Now to the God whofe Povv'r can do
More than our Thoughts or Vv ifhes knowj
Be everlafting Honours done
By all the Church, through CbriJ: his Son,
;;XXXVI. Sincerity and Hjpocrijj'i or, Formality
in Worfoip. John iv, 24.. Pfal. cxxx x. 23, 24.
GO D is a Spirit, Juft and Wife,
He fees our innioft Pviind ; .^
In vain to Heav'n we raife our CrieSj
And leave our Souls behind.
■. No:hingbut Tru:h before his Throne,
With Honour can appear,
The painted Hypocrites are knowii.
Thro' the Difguife they wear.
\ Their iiftedEyes falute the Skie?,
Their bending'Knees the Ground 3
But God abliora the Sacrifice,
Where not the Heart is found.
f Lord, fearch my Thoughts, and try my V»'ay?j,
And make iny Soul (incere j
Then fn 11 1 ftand before thy Face,
And find Acceptance there,
CXXXVn. Sal^oation by Grace in Chrift, a Tim,
i. 9, 10-
ii l^T O W to the Po A'r of God fuprenie
' i^ Be everiafting Honours giv'n.
i Hefaves from Hell (we ble£s his Name)
i He calls our wand'ring Feet to Heay'a,
% Not for our Duties or Defcrts,
But of his own abounding Grace,
• He works Salvation in our Hearts,
And forms a People for his Fraife,
E '3 'T'^a^
84 H r M N S and
3 'TwJ^hisown Purpofe that begun
To refcue Rebels dodm'd to die:
He gave us Grace in Chri/i his Son,
Before he fpread the ftsrry Sky.
4- 7^>-^j the Lord, appears'at lall,
And makes his Father's Counfels known ;
Declares the great Tranfaclions paft.
And brings immortal Bleffings down,
5 He dies 5 and in that dreadful Night
Did all the PowVs of Hell deftroy j
Rifmr, he brought our Heav'n to Light,
And took Pofleflion of the Joy.
CXXXVHL Saints in the HandofChn?i, Jol
28, 29.
1 Tj^ I R M as the Earth thy Gofpel ftandsj
Jl MyLord, my Hope, my Truftj
If I am found in Jefus'' Hands,
My Soul can ne'er be loft.
2 His Honour is engag'd to fave
The meaneft of his Sheep,
All that his heav'nly Father gave.
His Hands fecurely keep.
3 Nor Death, nor Hell (hall e'er remove
His Fav-rites from his Breaft j
In the dear Bofom of his Love
They muft for ever reft.
CXXXIX. Hope iniheCo'venant', or, God's
mife and Truth unchangeable. Heb. iv. 17
1 T T O W oft have Sin and Satan ftrove
XjL To rend my Soul from Thee, my f
But everlafting is thy Love,
And 7{A-f ^^^Is it with his Blood.
2 The Oath and Promife of the Lord,
Join to confirm the wondVous Grace j
E(
r. Spiritual S O N G'S. . 85
iternal Pow'r psrforms the Word,
i^nd fills all Heav'n with endlefs Praife.
; Amidft Temptations Iharp and long,
' Wiy Soul to this dear Refuge flies j
'\ Hope is my Anchor, firm and ftrong-^
: While Tempefls blow, and billows rife*
The Gofpel bears my Spirits up j
9l faithful and unchanging God
Lays the Foundation for my Hope,
n Oaths, and Promifes, and Blood.
X. A Lining and a Dead Faith ^ colU£led from
fenjeral Scriptures.
Mlilaken Souls! that dream of Ksav'nj
And make their empty Boail
Of inward Joys, and Sins forgiv'n.
While they are Slaves to Lull.
i^ain are our Fancies, airy Flights,
If Faith be cold and dead.
None but a living Pow'r unites
To Chrif the living Head.
Tis' Faith that changes all the Heart,
'Tis Faith that works by Love j
That bids all finful Joys depart.
And lifts the Thoughts above,
Tis Faith that conquers Earth and He!?,
By a celeftial Pow'rj
This is the Grace that fhall prevail
In the decifiveHour.
Faith muft obey her Father's WiH^
As well as truft his Grace ;
A. pard'ning God is jealous ilill,
For his own Holinefs.
When from the Curfe he fets us hetp
He makes our Natures clean,
Mor would he fend his Son to be
The Minifter of Sin.
E a 7 His
86 HYMNS and
7 His Spirt purifies our Frame,
And feals our Peace with God j
Jefus, aid his Sal aiion, came
By Water and by Blood.]
CXL-I. The Humiliation and Exaltation of Ci
Ifaiah liii. 1--5, 10-12.
2 "ITTHO hasbeliev'd thy Word,
VV Or that Salvation known ?
Reveal thine Arm, Almighty Lord,
And glorify thy Son.
2 The Jenvs ei^eemM him here
Too mean for fheir Belief:
Sorrows his chief Acquaintance were,
And his Companion, Grief.
3 They tui n'd their Eyes away,
And treated him with Scorn ;
But 'twas their Grief upon him lay,
Their Sorrows he has borne.
4 'Twas for the ftubborn Je^uos^
And Gentiles then unknown,
The God of Juftice pleas'd to bruife
His be ft beloved Son.
5 *' But Til prolong his Days,
** And make his Kingdom fland ;
" My P-eafure (faith the God of Grace)
*• j^hall profper in his HandT
[6 " His joyful Seed (hall fee
«' The Purchaf? of his Pain,
*' And by his Knowledge juftify
" The guilty Sons of Men.]
[7 '* Ten Thoufand Captive Slaves
'* Rcleas'd from Death and Sin,
*< Shall quit their Prifoiss and their Grave
*' And own his Fow'r Pivine.]
[8 « He
L Spiritual S 0 K G S. 87
" Heav'n fhail advance my Son
" To Toys that Earth deny'.^ ;
" Who favv the Folhe.? ; one^
*■ And bore their oirs, /c.."]
CXLIJ. "1 he fame, li'ai. iiii, 6--93 12,
LIKE Sheep we went aftray,
And broke the Fold of Gq^.^
I Each wand'fing in a diiTrent Wayj
1 But all th-e dowRward Road».
! How dreadful was the Hour,
When God our Wand'rings laid^
And did at once his Vengeance pour
Upon the Shc-pherd's Head !
How glorious was the QiSiSSS
When Chriji fuitain'd the Stroke!
His Life and Blood the vShepherd pays
A Ranfom for the Flock.
His Honour and his Breath
Were taken both away 5
Join'd wiih the Wicked in his Deaths
And 'r.ade as vile as they.
But God fliall raife hi= Head
O'er all the Sens ex Men,
And make him fee a num'rous Seed^
To ri-ccmpence his Fain.
rii gi-vx hhn (faith the Lord)
A Pc"lion 'ivlih the Strong-,
He jkall : '//-'/^ a large Re~cvard,
and /:old his i'J colours long,
XLIII.' Charaaers of the Children of God, from
Jeuiral Scriptures,
SO new-born Babes deiire the Breaft,
To f;ed. and grow, and tlirive ;
80 Srdnts >^ith Jov the Gofoei ,aite,
;"iv- --'^ : 'r^^'oellive. '
' E3 - [<. Wuh
88 H r M N S and
[2 With inward Gnft their Heart approyes
All that the World relates ;
They love the^Men their Father loves.
And hate the Works he hates.]
[3 Not all the-flart'ring 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 i
Faith, like a Conqu'ror, can produce
A thoufand Vi^ories.]
[5 Grace, like an uncorrupted Seed,
Abides and reigns within j
Immortal Princ^aSw. forbid
The Sons of God to fin.]
[6 Not by the Terrors of a Slave
Do they perform his Will,
But, v.ith the nobleil PowYs they have.
His fweet Commands fulfil.]
7 They find Accefs at ev'ry Hour
To Gcd within the Vale ;
Hence they derive a qulck'ning PowY,
And Joys th ;t never fail.
8 O happy Souls ! O glorious State
Of over-flowing GtKCt !
To dtvell fo near their Father's Seat,
And feeh'S lovely Fac^ !
9 L-^rd, I addrefs thy heav'nly Thrcne j
Call me a Child of thine.
Send down the Spirit of thv Son
To form my Heart Divine.
JO There flied thy chciceH I.ove? abroad.
And make my Comforts ftrong ;
Til en (hall I fay, M^ Father, God,
With an unwavYing Tongue.
cxn
1 1. spirit Uiil S Q N G S. 2u
|lf LIV. The Wiineffing and Sealing Spirit, Rcni.
! viii. 14, 16. Eph. i. 13, 14.
W' H Y fhouia the Children of a King
Go racui'iiing al] their Days ?
j Great Comforter defcend and biing
Some Tokens ot thy Grace.
jDoft tJiou net dwell in all the Saints,
And feal the Heirs of Heav'n ?
jWhen wilt thou banifli my Complaints^,
I And fhow my Sins foigiv'n ?
} Aflure my Confcience of her Part
I In the Redeemer's Blood ;
I And bear thy Witnefs with my Hearr,
That I am born of God.
Thou art the Earneft of his Love^
The Pledge of Joys to corner
And thy foft Wings, Celeitial Dove;
Will fafe convey me Home.
XLV. Chriil tf.W Aaron, taken from Heb, vi»
and ix.
JE SU S, in Thee our Eyes behold
A Thoufand Glories more
I'han the lich Gems and poiifii'd Gold
The Sons of Aaron wore.
They firft their own Burnt-Off'rings brouglifj
To purge themfelves from Sin ,
Thy Life was pin"e, without a Spot,
And all thy Nature clean.
3 Frefti Bloodj as conftanu as the Day,
Was on their Altar fpik j
But thy one OfF'iing takes away
For ever all our Guilt.]
4. Their rriefthcod ran through iev'r;ai Handsj
For mortal was their Race ,
E4. Th
90 H r M N S and I
Thy never-changiivg Office ilands,
Si-*rnal as thy Days.]
[5 Once in the Circuit of a Year,
With Blood, nut not his own,
Aaron w'thin the Vale -appear?,
Before the Golden Throne.
6 But Chtift, by his own powVful Blood,
Afcends r.bove the bkies,
And, in the Prefence of o.ur God,
Shows his own Sacrifice.]
7 Jefus^ the Xing of Glory, reigns
On Sicn'^. he-av'nly Hill ;
Looks ike a Lnmb that- has been flain,
And wears his Priefthoed ftill.
% He ever lives to intercede
Befoi e his Father's Face :
Give him, my Soul, thy Caufe to plead,
Nor doubt the FatherV Grace.
CXLVI. Chara6lers of Chrlft, borroived frcm i
animate Thwgs in Scripiu-e,
I ^"^ O, worfhip at ImmnyiueV^ Feet,
\j3 See in his Face what, wonders meet.
Earth is too narrow to exprefs
His Wcr.h, his Glory, or his Grace.
[a The whole Creation can afford
But fome faint Shadows of my Lord j
Nature to make his Beauties known,
Muft mingle Colours not her ow.n.l
[3 Is hs corfipar'd to Wine or Bread ?
Dear Lord-, our Souls would thus be fed:
That Fk/h, that dying Blood of thine,
Is Bread of Life, is heavenly Wine.]
[4. Is he a Trte ? The Worid receives
Salvation from his healing Leaves :
That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough,
Is Da^'td'^ Root and Offspring too.]
[5
8. I. Spiritual SONGS. tji
■5 Is he a Rofe ? Not Sharon yields
Such Frngrancy in all her Fields :
li Or if the Li 11. he a flu me,
*' The Vallies blefs ihe rich Perfume.]
6 Is he a Vine ? Kis heav'nly Root
Supplies the Borghs with Life and Fruit ;
O let a lafting Uniop. join
: My Soul, the Branch, to Chriji, the Vine !]
7 Is he the He:.d ? Each Member lives,
! And owns the vital Pow'r he gives ;
; The Saints below, and Saints above,
i Joined by his Spirit and his Love.]
j 8 Is he a Fountain ? There I bathe,
! And heal the Plague or Sin and Death :
I Thefe Waters all my Sou! renew,
; And cleanfe my fpotted Garments too.]
9 Is he a. Fire ? He'll purge my Drofs,
But the true God fuftains no Lcfs ;
Like a Refiner fha'Vhe lit,
' And tread the Refufe with his Feet.]
1 10 Is he a Rock ? How firm he proves ?
1 The Kock of Age« never moves ;
Yet the fweet S reams that from him flow,
' Attend us all the Dei'art through.]
n Is he a Way ? He leads to God,
I The Path is drawn in Lines of Blood ;
I There would I walk with Hope and Zt?i\^ ■
' Till I arrive at Sion?, Hill.]
|ia Is he a Door ? I'll enter in. 5
> Behold the Paftures large and green j
A Paradile divinely fair,
i None but the Sheep have Freedom there.]
13 Is he defign'd a Corner-Stone,
I For Men to build their Heav'n upon ?
\ ril make him my Foundation too,
' Nor fear the Plo'ts of Hell below.]
'£5 [14IS
gz HYMNS and B. T.
[14 Is he a Temple ? I adore
Th' indwelling Mnjefty and Pow'r ;
And ftill to his molt holy Place,
Whene'er I pray, I turn my Face.]
[15 Is he a Star ? fte breaks the Night,
Piercing the Shades with dawning Light 5
I know his Glories from afar,
I know the bright, the Morning Star.]
[r6 Is he a Sun ? His Beams are Grace,
His Courfe is Joy and Righteoufnefs :
Natic i)s rejoice when he appears
To chafe their Clouds, and dry their Tears.
17 O let me climb thofe higher Skies,
Wiiere Storms and Darknefs never rife !
There he difplays his Powers abroad,
And fhines, and reigns th' Incarnate God.}
18 Nor Earth, nor Seas, nor Sun, nor Stars,
Nor Heav'n his full Refemblance bears i
His Beauties we can never irace,
Till we behold him Face td Faee.
CXLVII. 'ihe Names and Titles of Chrift, from
federal Scriptures.
[1 'r|^ I S from the Treafures of his Word
J. I borrcw Titles for my Lord 5 : i
Nor Art nor Nature.can fupply
Sufficient Forms of Majefty.
•i. iBright Image of his Father'^s Face,
Shining with undiminilh'd Rays;
Th' Eternal God's Eternal Son,
The Heir and Partner of his Throne.]
3 The King of King's, the LoFd;moft: high.
Writes his own Name upon his Thigh ;
He wears a Garment dipt in Blood,
And bi eaks the Nations with his Rod. ^
^ Where Grace camnflither melt nor move,''
The Lamb refents his-injur'd Love,
< ^ Awakcj
B; I. Spiritual SONGS, 93
Awakes bis Wrath without Delay,
And Judab's Lion tears the Prey.
5 But when for Works of Peace he comes,
What winning Titles he afTumes ? ,
Light of the World j and Life of Men j
Nor bears thofe Charadf ers in vain.
6 With tender Pity in his Heart,
He afts the Mediator's Part j
A Friend and Brother he appears,
And weil fulfils the Names he wears.
7 At Length the Judge his Throne afcends,
Divides the Rebels from his Friends,
And Saints in full Fruition prove
His rich Variety of Love.
CXLVIll. me fame, as the cxlviiith Pfalm,
[i ^X 7 I T H chearful Voice I fing
W The Titles of my Lord,
And borrow ;-.ll the Names
Of Honour from his Word.
Nature and Art
Can ne'er fcpply
SufficieKt Forms
Of Majefty,
•2 In J ejus v.e behold
His Father's glorious Face,
Shining for ever bright
With mild and lovely Ravss
Th' Eternal God's
Eternal Son
Inherits and
Partakes the Throne.]
3 The Sov'reign King of Kings,
The Lord of Lords mcft high.
Writes his own Name upon
His Garment and his Thigh,
£6 "::
?4-
// r M H S and B. I,
His Name i^calPd
The U'r.rd of God^
He rules the Earth
With Iron Rod.
4 Where Promifes and Grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry Lamb refents
The Inj'iies of his Love j
Awakes his Wrath
Without Delay,
As Lions roar,
And tear the Prey.
5 BiU when fcr V/orks ot Peace
The great Rsdtemer comes,
Wh:it gentle Chara<5lers,
What Titles he affumes ?"
Lightlif the If'or/d,
And Life of Men -^
Nor will he bear
Thofe Names in vain.
6 Immenfe Compafiion reigns
In our lm7iia7iUcH Heart,
When he defcends to a6t
A Mediator's Fart.
He is a Friend\
And Brother tooj
Divinely kind.
Divinely true.
7 At length the Loid the Judge
His awful Throne afcends.
And diives the Rebels f ar ^
From Favcariies ?nd Friends,
Then (hall the Saints
Completely prove
The Heighths and Deptli5
Of all his Love.
B, I. Spiritual SONGS, 95
CXLIX. Tie Qfces of Chrift, from fe^vsrcl
Scriptures.
1 TOIN all the Names of Love and Pow'r,
J That ever Men or Angeh bore ;
All are too mean to fpeak his Worth,.
Or let [mmarruels Glory forth.
2 But O what condefcending Ways
He takes to teach his heav'nly Grace !
Iv2y Eyes with Joy and Wonder fee
What Forms of Love he bears for me.
[3 The Angel of the Co'vnant ftands
With his Commifiion in his Hands,
.^ Sent from his Father's milder Throne
9 To make the great Salvation known.} -
[4 Great Frophet^ let me blefs thy Name,
By Thee the joyful Tidings came,
Gf Wrath appeas'd, of Sins forgiven.
Of HeiUubdu'd, and Peace with Heay'n,]
[5 My bright Example^ and my Guide^
1 would be walking near thy Side j.
O let me never run aftray.
Nor follow the forbidden Way !
6 I love my Shepherd, he (hall keep
My wandYing Soul amongft his Sheep ;
He feeds his Flock, be calls their Names,
And in his Bofom bears the Lambs.]
[7 My Surety undertakes my Caufe,
Anfwering his Father's broken Laws j
Behold my Soul at Freedom fet,
My Surety paid the dreadful Debt.]
[8 JefuSi my great High-Prief, has dy'd,
i feek no Sacrifice befide ;
His Blood did once for all atone,
And now it pleads before the Throne.]
[9 My Ad'vocate appeajs on high,
The Father lays his Thunder by j
Not
96 H Y M N S and B. ]
Not all that Earth and Hell can fay,
Shall turn my Father's Heart away,]
[lo My Lord, my Conqueror ^ and my King ,
Thy Sceptre and thy Sword I fmg j
Thine is the VidtVy, and I fit
A joyful Subjedl at thy Feet.]
[ii Afpire, my Soul, to glorious Deeds,
The Captain of Sal-uation leads :
March on, nor fear to win the Day,
Though Death and HelJ obftru6t the Way.]
I J Should Death and Hell, and Pow'rs unknown
Put all their Forms of Mifchief on,
I fhali befafej for Chriji difplays
Salvation in more fov'reign Ways.
CL. The fame as the cxlvilith Pfalm,
O I N all the glorious Names
Of Wifdom, Love, and Pow'r,
That ever Mortal knew.
That Angels ever bore :
AH are too mean
To fpeak his Worth,
Too mean to fet
My Saviour forth.
a But O what gentle Terms,
What condefcending Ways
Doth 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 in mortal Flefh,
He like an Angel ftands,
And holds the Promifes
And Pardons in his Hands j
Commiflion'd from
His Father's Throne, T«
, I. spiritual SONG S. 97
To make his Grsce
To Mortals known.]
4. Great Prophet of my God, ^
My Tongue would blef& thy Name j
By Thee the joyful News
Of our Salvaiion came 5
The joyful News
Of Sins forgiv'n,
Of HellfubduM,
And Peace with Heav'n.]
,-e Be thou my Counfellor,
My Pattern, 3.ndir\y Gutde-,
And through this defart Land
Still keep me near thy Side,
O let my Feet
Ne'er run aftray,
Nor rove, nor feek
The crooked Way !]
[6 I love my Shepherd's Voice,
His watchful Eyes fliall keep
My wandring Soul among
The Thoufands of his Sheep 5
He feeds his Flock,
He calls their Names,
His Bofom bears
The tender Lambs.]
[7 To this dear Surety's Hand
Will I commit my Caufe 5
He anfwers and fulfils
His Father's broken Laws,
Behold ray Soul
At freedom fet !
My Surety paid
The dreadful Debt.]
[8 Jefus my great Eigh-Friefi,
Offer'd his Blood and dy'd 5
My gui'ity .Confcience fceks
No Sacrffice befide. «i^
98 HYMNS and
Kis powVful Blood
Did once atone ?
And now it pleads
Before the Throne.]
[9 My Aduocate appears
For my Defence on kigh j
The F-ither bows his Ears,
And lays his Thunder by.
Not all that Hell
Or Sin can fay,
vShail turn his Heart,
His Love, away.]
[lo My dear Almighty Lord,
My ConqiCroYy. and my Kingy
Thy Scepter, and thy Swoid,
Thy reigning Grace I fing.
Thine is the Psw'r j
Behold I fit
In willing Bonds
Before thy Feet.].
[11 Now let mv Soul arife,
And tread the Tempter down j
My Captain leads me forth
To Conqueli and a Crewn,
A feeble Saint
Shall win the Day,
Though Death and Hell
Obftiua the Way.]
iz £ho«ld all the Hofts of Death,
And PowVs of Hell unknown,
Put their molt dre.iduil Forma
Of Rag-e and Mifchief on j
I (hall be Me.
For Chriji difpiays
Superior Ppw'r
And Guardian Grace.
^hg End of the Firji BooL
C 99 ]
H Y M N S
A N D
SPIRITUAL SONGS:
BOOK IT.
Conipofed en Divine Subjeds.
I. A Song of Praife to God from Great-Bdtain.
1 "^ T A T U R E with all her Pow'rs ftall firg
A H God the Cre:itor a; d the King :
Nor Air. n0r Earth, nor Skies, nor Seas,
Deny ihe Tjibute of tr.eir Praife.
[2 Begn \o make his Glofies known,
Yeb^eraphs vh".t fir near ris Throne \
Tune your Harps high, and fprelid the Sound
To the Creation's utmoft Bound.]
[3 All niortal j'hing? of" rreaner Frame,
Exert your ForcCj and own his Name :
Vvhilft with our Souls, and with ojr Voice,
We fing his Honours, and our Joys]
[4 To hitn be facred all ^'-.■=' '^^v-.
From the ycung Cra- ~";-ave ;
Our Lips fliall his loud > . ^ telb
And evYy Word a Miracle.]
[s t:.
^co HYMNS and fi. l
X 5 This Northern Ifle, our native Land :
Lr's laie m God^h' Alniightv's Hand :
O.r Foes or V,a-ry dream in vain.
And wear the captivating Chain.
^Vr^t ^''-'^ °"^'.'^' ^^^" ^'-'^^^ Throne,
And makes it gracious like his own :
Makes our fucceff.ve Princes kind,
Ano gives our Dangers to the Wind.] i
7 Raife monumental Praifes high
To h,m that ti)unders through x\^ Sky,
And with an awful Nod or Frown
bha^es an afpirin^- Tyrant down
[S Pillows of lafling Brafs proclaim
a he i riumphs of th' Eternal Name:
VVhile trembling Nations read from far
i he Honours of the Gcd of War ]
5- P^J ^f. <^}^'- flaming Zeal employ
^■Jr loftieft fhoughts and loude It Sonars •
Lriiani, pronounce with warmeft Joy ^ '
titfann:i.\vQxc. Ten Thouland Tongues.
lo 7ef, mighlyOod, our feeble Frame
Aitirnucs in vain to reach thy Name:
^ ne itrongtft Notes that Anpels raife,
Famt in the Wo; fiiip and th^Praile.
IT. The Death of aSa^jioii^.
' I\/f ^^J'^- "J?l^f« on aw^ul Subjeds roll,
J. VA Damnation and the Dead,
V/h'.t H-rrofs ftize the guilty Soul
v/pon a dying Bed !
1 Lijig^rini' about theie mortal Shcres,
Si.e makes a long Dtl.iv.
Till like a Flo d, with rapid Force,
De?,th iweepsthe Wrttch away. '
3 Then (witt and dreadful fhe defcends
Down to the fiery Coaft^
Anaongit
5. 11. Spiriiual SONGS, ' vo i
Amongft abominable Fiends,
J-IerfciK a frigiTtfal Ghoft.
4 There endlefs Crowds of Sinners lie.
And Darknrfs makes ibeir Chains^
Tortur d with keen Defpair they cry,
Yet wait for fiercer Fains.
5 Not all their A«guilh, and their Bloods
For their old Guilt atones.
Nor the Compafiion of a God
Shall hearken to their Groans.
g Amazing Grace, that kept my Breath,
Nor bid my Soul renriove,
Till I had learn'd ray Saviour's Death.,
And well iniur'd his Love.
III. The Death and Burial of a Saint.
1 \%J H Y do we mourn departing Friends ?
% ¥ ' Or fnake r^t Death's Alarms ?
'Tis but the Voice that Jefus fends
To call them to his Arms.
2 Are vve not te: ;!inr upward too.
As fail as i ;- s can move ?
Nor would we v.iin the Hoius more ilovy
To keep he f: oni cur Love.
3 Why fhouid v/e tieiriMe to convey
Their Bodies to the Tomb ?
There tiie de-r Fleilj of Jifui lay.
And ie^t >> ]oAi:, ^-er-unie,
4 The Graves of all hi? Saists he bleft^
And foften'd eve: v Ecd :
Where fhou'^ -^'^ --■-■"- '"^-r'-ber^ rtfl,
But wirh
5 Thence he ji •".,>;. ..._^.. . ....^ ... . u,
_ And fhew'd rair Feet the V/ay :
V^ to the Lo.d CO" FlcHi flial! fij^.
202 HYMNS and B.
f^ Then let tlie laft loud Trumpet found.
And bid our Kindred rife;
AwJce, ye Nations, vmder Ground,
Ye baints, afcend the Skies,
IV, Sal^alion in the Crofs.
1 tJi E R E at thy Crofs, my dving God,
.i ,i I lay niy toul beneath thy Love,
Beneath the Droppings of thy Biood,
Jefus, nor (liall it e'er remove.
2 Not all that Tyrants think or fay,
With Rage and Lightning in their Eyes,
Nor Htll fhall fright my Heart away,
Should Hell with all its'Legiens rife.
3 Should worlds confpire to drive me thence,
Movelefs and firm this Heart fhould lie ;
Rei'olv'd (for that's my laft Defence)
If I muft periOi, there to die.
4 But rpe:ik, my Lord, and calm my Fear j
Am i not fafe beneath thy Shade ?
Thy Vengeance will not ftrike me iiere,
Nor ^atan dares my Soul invade.
5 Yes, I'm fecure beneath thy Biood,
And all my Foes fhall lofe thei^ Aim j
Hofanna to my dying God,
And my beit Honouis to his Name.
V, Lor:ging to praife Chv'i^ better.
1 T O R D, wh'- n my Tho'ts with Wonder roll
X_^ O'er the fha! p Sorrcws cf th/ Soul}
And read my Maker's bioken Laws,
Repair'd and honoured by thy Crois :
2 When I beheld Death, Hell, and Sin,
Vanquifh'd by that dear Blood of thine,
And fee the Man that groaiv'd and dy'd,
'Sh "brious bv his Father's Side :
3 My
I. II. spiritual SONGS. io%
I My Paffions riie and foar abot^,
I'm wingd with Faith, and fii'd with Love 5
Fain would I reach ete nal Things,
And learn the N-tes that Gabriel fmgs.
ij. But mv Heart fails, my Tongue complains.
For Want of their immortal Str: ins j
And in fuch humble Notes as thefe
Mufl fall below thy Viftories.
5 Weil, the kind Miiute muft appear,
When we (hall leave the.'e Bodies here;
Thefe Clogs of Clay, and mount en high,
To join the Songs above the Sky.
VI. A Morning Song.
J /^ N C E mo'-e, my Soul, the rifing Day
1^ Salutes thy waking iLyes,
Once more, my Voice, thy Tnbute pay
To h)5Ti that rolls the Skies.
i Night unto Night his Name repeats.
The Day renews the Sound,
Wide as the Hersv'n on which he fits
To twrn the Seafons round.
5 'Tis he fupports my mortal Frame,
My Tengre Ihall fpeak bis Praife j
My Sins would rcuze his Wrath to-Fiame.
And yet his Wrath delays.
[4 On a poor Worm thy Pow'r might tread.
And I could ne'er withftand :
Thy Juitice might have crufn'd me dead.
But Mercy held thine Hand.
5 A Thoufand wretched Souls are fl=d
Since the lad fetting Sun,
And yet thou length'ntit out say Thread,
And yet my Moments run,
6 Dear God, let all my Hours be thine, '
Whilft I enjoy thy Light,
Then fhall my Sun" in Smiles decline,
And bring a pleaiing Night.
104 HYMNS and B ;.
VII. An Evening Song.
(i T^ READ Sov'reign, let my Evening Sor
JL-J Like holy Incenl'e rife ;
AiTift the OfF'rings of my Tongue
To reach the lofty Ski;s.
a Through all thte Dangers of the Day
Thy Hand was ftill my Guard,
And Hill to drive my Wants away
Thy Mercy flood prepared.)
3 Perpetual BlefTiii-gs from above
Encompafs me around, ,
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 mukiply'd,
Faft as my Minutes roll.
5 Lord, with this guilty Heart of mine^
To thy dear Crcfs I flee,
And to thy Grace my Soul refign,
To be renew'd by Thee.
6 Sprinkled afrefh with pardoning Blood
I lay me down to relt,
As in th' Embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour s Breaft.
VIII. A Hjmn for Morniu^ or E<vening,
I "LJOSANNAy with a chearful Sound,
■*^ To God's upholding Hand ; '
len Thoufand Snares attend us round.
And yet fecure we ftand.
a That was a moft amazing Pow'r
That raised us with a Word,
And every Day, and every Hour,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 T
5. IL spiritual SONGS. 105
; The Ev'ning refts our weary Head,
And Angels guard the Room,
We wake, and v^e admire the Bed
That was not made onr Tomb.
4. The rifmg Morning can't arfiure
That we iliall end the Day,
For Death ftands ready at the Door
To feize our Li\^es away.
5 Our Breath is forfeited by Sin
To God's revenging Law j
We own thy Grace, immortal King,
In ev'ry Gafp we draw.
6 God is our Sun, whofe daily Light
Our Joy and Safety brings ;
Our feeble Flefh lies fafe at Night,
Beneath his fhady Wings.
IX. Godly Sorronv arifing from the Sufferings of
Chrift.
I ^ LAS! and did my Saviour bleed i
XX And did my Sov'reign die ?
Would he devote that f^cred Head
For fuch a Worm as I ?
[z Thy Body flain, fweet Jefus thine.
And bath'd in its own Blood,
While all expos'd to Wrath divine.
The glorious Suft'rer Hood!]
5 W^as it for Crimes that I had done.
He groaned upon the Tree ?
Amazing Pity ! Grace unknown !
And Love beyond Degree !
4 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 bluftiing Face,
While his dear CroTs appears^
Diffolyc
ic6 . ' HYMNS and .B.
DilTolve my Heart in Thankfulnefs,
And riielt ray Eyes to Tears,
6 But Dr -ps of Grief can ne'er repay
The Debt of Love we owe ;
Here, Lnrtl, I give myleif away, ,
'Tis all that I can do.
X. Parting 'uuith Carnal Joys.
\ 'X/fY Soul forfak's her vain Delight,
i,VA And bids the Wo-ld farewel j
Bale as the Dirt bene?th my Feet,
And mifchievous as HelJ.
2 No bnger will I afkycur Love,
Nor feek your Friendfhip more ;
The Happineis that I auorove.
Lies not within your Pow'r-
3 There's nothing round this fpacious Earth
That (uits my large Defirej
To boundlefs Joy and foli'd Mirth -
My nobler Thoughts afpire.
U Where pleafure rolis its living Flood,
'' From Sin and Drofs i efin'd,
Still fpringing from the Throne of G^d,,
- And fit tu cheer the Mind.
e Tir Almighty Ruler ef the Sphere,
The (dorious and the Great,
Brings his own All fuffic'ence there,
To m^ke our Blifs complete.]
6 Had I the Pinions of a Dove,
rd cliwb the heav'nly Road;
Theie fits my Saviour dreft in Love,
And there my fmdmg God.
XL The f am,
1 TSend the Joys of Earth away,
i Away ye Tempters of the Mmd,
Falfe as the fmoovh deceitful Sea,
And empty as the whirling Wmd,
II. - spiritual SONG S. 107
5four Streams were iicating me along-
Down to th.-t Gulf of black De!pair,
iAnd vAvlCi Ililten\i to yoGrSong,
\Yoni Streams had e'en conveyed me tinere.
Lord, I adore thy rnatchlefs Grace,
j That warned me of that dark Ab is 5
jThat drew me from thofe treacherous Seas,
[And bid me leek fuperior Blifs.
NoA-t^ t!ie fhiiiing Realms above,
J ft. etch mine Hands, and glance mine Eyes ;
O for the Pinions of a Dove,
To be.\r me to the Upper Skies!
There, from the Bofom of my God,
Oceans ofc endlefs Pleaiure rcli :
There would I fix my lail Abode,
And drown the Sorrows cf ray Soul.
IL Chrift is the Suhjlana 5/ the Levitical Priefx-
kood.
Til E tr^e M'JJlah now appears.
The Types are ail withdrawn j
So fly the Shadows and the Sta; s
Eei'cre the rifing Dawn.
No fmoaking Svyeets, nor bleeding Larnbs,
Nor Kid, nor Bullock (lain j
Incenfe and Spice of coftly Names,
VVouil all be burnt in vain.
Aa'-on muft lav his Robes away,
His Mitre and his Veit,
WnenGod himfcif comes down to be
The Off'ring and the Pritit.
He took our mortal Fiefn to fnew
The Wonders of his Love j
For us he paid his Life below j
And prays for us above,
:c8 H r M N S and
5 Father, he cries, forgi've their Sins^
For I mjfelf han/e Jy\<i\ ^
And then he {hows his open Veins,
And pleads his wounded Side.
XIII. The Creation, Prefer'Oatiofi, Dijfolution
Rejio ration of this World.
s
The Lord that rear'd this (lately Frai
Let half the Nations found i is Praile,
And Lands unknown repeat his Name.
I He form'd the Seas, and form'd the Hills
Made ev'ry Di op, and evVy Dtrif,
Nature and Time, with all their Wheels,
And puflfd them into Motion firft.
3 Now, from his high imperial Throne,
He looks far down upon, the > pheres j
He bids the fhining Orbs roll on.
And round he turns our halty Years.
4. Thus {hall this moving Engine lad
Till all his Sains s are gathered in :
Then for the Trumpets dreadiul Blaft
To ill ike it'all to Duft again !
5 Yet when the Sound lliall tear the Skies,
And Lightning burn the Gl be below,
Saints, you may Hit your joyful Eyes,
There's a new Heav'n and Earth for you.
XIV. rhe Lord's Day i or, Delight in Ordim
1 'WJ E L C O M E, fweet Day of Reft,
VV That faw the Lord arifej
We'come to this reviving Breaft,
And thofe rejoicing Eyes \
% The King himfelf comes near.
And feafts his Saints to Day,
{.ir Spiritual SONGS. 109
Here wamay fit, and fee him here.
And love, and praiie, and pray.
; One Day amidft the Place
WJ[iere my dear God hath beenj
Is fweeter than Ten Thourand Days
Of pleafarable Sin,
f -My willing Soul would f-by
[ In fuch a Frame as thi?,
i And fit and fing l^||ftlt away
j To everlaftmg Blils.
:XV. The Enjoyment of Chriftj or, Delight in
Worp.ip,
[;i Kj^AR from my Tho'ts vain World begone,
J7 Let my religious Hours alone;
Fain would. my Eyes my Saviour fee,
1 vvaitaV]fit, Lord, from Thee.
% My Heart grows warm with holy FirCj
And kindles with a pure Defire :
Come, my dear Jefus\ from above,
And feed my Soul with heav'niy Love.
[3 The Trees of Life immortal ftand,
in flour'fhingRows, at thy Right Hand,
And in fweet Murmurs, by their bide,
Rive-s of Blifs perpetual glide
4 Hafle then, but with a fmilingFace^
And fpread the Tableof -tHy Grace \
Brii^ down a Taite '^Fruit divine.
And cheer my Heart vvjih facred Wine,
I Bleft JefuSi what delicious Fare !
How fweet thy Entertainments are!
Never did Angels talte above,
Redeeming Grace and dying Love.
^ Hail, great Immanuelj all divine,
In Thee thy Father's Glories ihinej
Thou brighteft, iweeteft. faireft One,
That Eyes have feen, or Aageis known
F a XVI,
xio HYMNS and
XVI. Part the Second.
7 T ORD, what a Heav'n of (living Gra
3 y Shines through the Beauties ot thy 1
And lights our PafBons to a Flame !
Lord, how we love thy charming Name !
8 When I can fay, my God is mine ! ^
When I can feel thy Glories fhine,
1 tread the World^neath my Feet,
And all that Earth calls Good or Great.
9 While fuch a Scene of facred Joys
Our raptur'd Eyes and Souls employs j
Here we could fit, and gaze a^ay,
A long, an everlaftin^Day.
10 Well,, we Ihall quickly pafs the Night,
To the fair Coafts of perfecit Light j
Tben ftiall our joyful Senles rove
O'er the dear Objedh of our Love.
[ii There (hall we drink full Draughts of
And pluck new Life from heav'niy Trees
Yet now and then, dear Lord, beftow '
A Drop of Heav'n on Worms bel©vv.
12 Send Cemforts down from thy Right I-
While we pafs through this barren Land,
And in thy Temple let us fee
A Giimpfe of Lwve, a Glimpfe of Thee.]
XVIL God's Eternity. '
1 TJ ISE, rife my Soul, and leave the Grcfi
_£%, Stretch all my Th ughts abroad.
And roufe up ev'ry tuneful Sound,
To praife th' eternal God.
a Long e'er the lofty Skies were fpread,
Jsho^jah fiird his Throne j
Or ^da}n form'd, or Angels made.
The Maker liv'd alone.
■ spiritual SONG S.
s boundlefs Years can ne'er decreafe.
But ilJll maintnin their Prime j
ernify 's his dwelling Place,
^ Ard ever is his 1 iin?.
'hile like a Tide ou. Minutes iiov^j
jTlie prefentand the paft^
ie fills his o.- n iinrnortal Now,
j Andftes our Ages walte.
I he Sea and Sky mi;ft perifli too^
I iVnd vafc Dcftru^tijn come ;
he Creatures, look, how old they grow^
And wait their fiery Doom !
Veil, let the Sea fhrink all away.
And Flame melt down the Skies,
■ly God fha^ll live an endlefs Day,
When th'old Creatiori dies.
XVIII. The Minipy of Angels.
HIGH on a Hill of dazzling Light
The King of Glory Ipreads his Seat,
.^nd Troops of Angels, ftrctch'd for Flighty
stand waiting round his awful Feet.
*Go, faith the Lord, my Gabriel p-c.
Salute the Virgin's frul'ful U'o?nh ^
\Ma'k€ hafie, ye Cherubs, dc-iV7i beloiAj, ;^
Sini'^ a-nd pre claim ike Swuiour come, "^
iJHere a bright Squadron leaves the. Skies,
And thick ar^urd Eli/ha ftands ;
Anon a heav'nly Soldier flies,
f[And breaks the Chains from Peter^s H.Uids,
Thy winged ^Troops, O God of HcitSj,
Wait on thy waud'ring Church below 3
*Lu]
:e j
, a6.
'{•Luke V
^'3-
r^
K
n£s
VI, I
,_
ft els
xn,
n .
F3
Ke^
•c^
»iz H Y'M N S gnd B. U
Here we are failing to thy Coafts,
Let Angeis be our Convoy too.
5 J Are they not al! thy Servants, Loi d ?
At thy Son^i^and they go and come j
With chearful H^ile obey thy Word,
And guard thy Children to their Home.
XIX. Our Bodies fra'tlj and God our Prefervn
J T E T others boaft how ftrong they be,
I J Nor Death nor Danger fear i
But we'll confefs, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble Things we are.
z Frefn as ihe CJrafs our Bodies ftand,
And flourifli bright and g.iy,
A bhiling W nd {weeps o'er the Land,
And fades the Grafs away.
3 Our L)fe contains a choulmd Springs,
And dies if one be gone ;
Sir, nge ! that a Harp of tboufand Strings,
Should keep in 1 unefo long'
4 But tis our God fupports our Frame,
The God that "built us firft j
Salvation to th' Almighty Name,
That r'.ar\l us from the Duft.
[5 He fpoke, and ftrait our Hearts and Brainsi
In all thei: Motions rofe j
L(t. Blood, faid he^^a-xv rcund the TtiMS,
And rourid the Veins it flows.
6 While we have Breatli, sr ufe our Tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore;
His Spirit moves cur lieaving Lungs,
Or they would breatlje no more.]
;Hsb. i. ul:,
. XX,
spiritual SONGS, x^S
BaMdw.s and KHurns; or, Vh Incon-
^'fxancyot our Lo^e.
4 THY is my Hear: fo far from Thee,
A/ *Mv God, my chief Delight ; ^
/by are mv Thoughts no '^'O^e by Day
With the Thee, no more by Night >
Why {hould my fooiiOi Paffions rove I
Where c^r\ fuch Sweetnels be,
l,s I h av e ta fted i n thy Love,
As I have found m Thee r J
.Vhen my forgetful Soul renews
The Savour of thy Grace,
Av Heart prefumes I cannot lole
The Relifti ail my Days.
Rut e'er one fleeting Hour is paft,
" The flatt ring World employs
Some fenfual Bavt to felze my fafte,
And to pollute my Joys.
Trifles of Nature or of Art,
With faif deceittul Charnis, -
Intrude upon my thougntlefs Heart,
i And thiull Thee from my Arms.]
Then Irepefit, and vex ray Soul,
That I (hould leave fnee io,
Where will thofe wild Affeftions roll
That kt a Saviour go r ^ _ .
7 Sin's promis-d Joys are turn'd to Pain,
And I am drown'd in Crnet;
But mv dear Lord returns agam,
He flies to my Relief..
Seizing my SnuW-ithAv^t Surprize,
He draws with loving Bands j
Divine Compaffion in his Eyes, _
• And Pardon in his Hands. J
■q Wretch that I am, to wander thus,
InChaceof/alfeDehghtl ^^^
F 4
514- HYMN S and
4
Let me be f'aflen'd to thy Crofs,
Rr.thei- tlan Icfe thy Sight.]
[lo Make H-^fte, my Days, to reach, the Go.l,
And bring -nv; Heart to reft,
On ijie tiear Cer.treof my Soul,
My God, my Saviour^ Brealt.]
XXI. A Song of Praife lo Gcd the Redfnmr.
J T ET the old Heathens tune their Song
I V Of great Diuna,.7^\A of 'jo-ue^
But the Tweet Thcjr.e that moves mv Tcngus
Is my Redeemer and his Love.
a Bel-.old a God defcends and dies,
To fave my Soul from gaping Hell j
How the black Gulph where Satan lies
YawnM to receive me when I fell !
3 How Jufticefrovvn''d, and Vengeance flood, j
To drive me down to cndlefs Pain !
But the great Son proposed his Blood,
And heav'nly Wrath grew mild again.
4 Infinite Lover, gracious Lord,
To Thee be endiefs Honour giv'n;
Thy wcndYcus Name fliali be adoi'd.
Round the wide Earth, and wider Heavn.
XXII. IVilh God is terrible Majefy.
TERRIBLE God that reigtrft on high,
Hew awful is thy thundYing Hand i
Thy fiery Bolts how fif^rce they fly !
Nor can ail Earth or Hell withfland.
2 This the old Rebel /\nge!s knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy Frown:
Thine Arrows ftruckthe Traitoi- through,
And weighty Vengeance funk him down.
3 This SoJom feit, and feels it (Till,
And r..ais beneath ih' eternal Loadj
JVith
I. II. spiritual S Q^N OS, m5
If^tth endlefs Burnings, ivbo can d^xuell)
Or bear the Fury of a God?
; Tremble, ye Sinners, and fi-ibrnit.
Throw down your Arms before his Throne,
Bend your Heads low beneath his Feet,
Or his itroHg Hand mall crufh yea down.
And ye, bieft Saints,i^ that l6ve him too,
^Vith Rev'rence bow before his Name,
Thus all his heav'nly Servants do :
God is a bright and burning Flame.
XXIII. The Sight, of God and Chrift in Hea^jen,
X T~\ E 8 CE N D from Heav'n, immortal Dove,
%_/ Stoop down, and take us on thy Wings,.
And mount, snd bear us far above
The Reach of thele inferior Thing?. .
a Beyond, beyond this lower Sky,
Up where eternal Ages roll,
Where folid Pieafures never die,
And Fruits immortal feaft the 501II,
3 O for a Sight, a pleafing Sight,
Of our Almiglity Father's Throne !
There fits our Saviour, crown'd with Light,
Cloth'd in a Body like our own.
4 Adoring Saints around him ftand.
And Thrones and Pow'rs before him fall ^
The God Ihines gracious. through tlie Ma::,
And llieds fweet Cjlorieson them all.
5 O what amazing Joys they feel,
While to their golden Harps they fing,
And fit on tv'vy heav'nly Hill,
And fpread the Triumphs of their King,
6 When (hall the Day, dear Lord, appear,
That T Hiall mount to dwell above, "
And ftand and bow amongil'em there, .
And view thy Face, and fmg, and love,.
F 5 XXLV
H r M N S and B. II.
XXIV. The E-uil of Sin nji/lhU in the Tall of Angels
and Men.
% \)|7HEN the great Bailder archd the Skies,
W And foim^i all Nature with a Woid,
The joyful Cherubs tua'.d his Praife,
And evVy bending Th^Vie ador'd»
2 High in the Midlt of ail the Throng,
Satan, a tali Arch-Angel, fat,
*AniOng(i: the Moinirig Stars he fung,
'Till Sin deih"oy"'d hishea^'nly State.
[3 'Twas Sin that iuul'd him from his Throne,
Giov'ling in Fire the Rebel lies j
•\HQn.v art thou funk in Darknefs donvn^
Son of the Morning, from the Skies. ^
4 And thus our two firft Parents ftood,
TilJ Sin defiiM t'ae happy Place ;
They loft their Garden and their God,
And ruin'd all the^r unburn Race.
[^ So fprung the 1 lag,iie from Ada?n\ Bow'r,
And fpread Deftradtion ail abroad ;
Sin, thecurft Name, and in One Heur,
Spoil'd Six Days Labour of a God.]
6 Trenribie, my Soal, and mourn fcr Grief, ^
Thatfwch a Foc fliould fcize thy Brealt j
Fly to the Lord for quick Relief j
O may lie fl.iy this iieach'roos Gufft.
7 Then to thy Throne, vi6\orious King,
Then to thy Throne our Shouts fliali ij/i»,
Thine everlaiting Arm we ling",
For Sin the Monlter bletds and dies.
* Job xxxviii, 7. ■\ Ifaiah xiv. 12.
XXV.
B. II. spiritual SO N G S. 117
XXV. Complaining of "spiritual Sloth,
Y diowiy Pow'rs, why deep ye fo ?
__ Awake m}- (iLiggifn Soul !
Nothing has half thy Woik co do.
Yet nothing's half lb dull.
2 The little Ants for one poor Grain
Labccir, and tng, and drive,
Vet we, v^hoh^ve a Heav'n t'obtainj
How negligent we live ?
3 We, for wi.iofe Sake all Na* lire (lands.
And Stars their iJoiirfes move;
We, for wliofe Guard the Angel Bands
Come flying from dbcve ;
4. V/e, for wh )m God the Son came down,
Aiid ia'jour'd for our Good,
iiow carelcis to fecure that Crcwn,
He pur. has d with his Blood !
5 Lord, fhall we lie fofluggifn Itiil,
And never act our t ans ?.
Come, hdy Dove, from heavnly Hill^
And fie and warm our Hearts.
6 Then dial! our a6live Spints moye,
Upward our Soul? i}>all rife;
With Hands of Faith, and Wings of Love^
We'll &'/} and take the Prize.
XXVI. God in^vif.ble.
O R D, we are blind, we Mortals bHnd;,
We c-in't behold thy bright Abode ;
D 'tis beyond a Creature-mind,
To glance a Thought half-way to God !
Infinite Leagues beyond the Sky,
The great E:ernal reigns. alone,
Where neither Wings nor Souls can fly,
Nor Angels clivnb the toplefs Throne.
F 6 3 The
viS HYMNS and B. IF.
3 The Lord of Glory builds his Sea:
Of" Gems infliperably brigiit,
And lays beneath his facred Feet,
Suhftantial Beams ct gloomy Night.
4 Yet, Glorious Lord, thy gracious Eyes
Look through, and chear us from above }
Beyond cur fraile thy Grandeur flies,
Yet we adore, and yet we love.
XXVIL ? r at [e ye him all his Angels. Pfalm
cxlviii. 2.
1 /~1 OD! th' eternal awfid Name,
V_J 'That. the whole heav'niy Army fears j
That fhakes the wide Creation s Frame,
And Satan trembles when he hears.
2 Like Flames of Fire his Servants are,
And Li^ht furrounds his Dwelling Place j.
But, 0\ ye fieiy Flames, declaie ^
The brighter Glories of liis Face.
3 'TJs not for fuch poor Worms as we
To {peak To inftnite a Thing;
But yuur immortal Eyes furvty -^
The^Beauties of your Sovereign King.
4 Tell bow heOiewsdiis fmiling Face,
And clothes- all Heav'n in bright Array :,
Triumph and Joys run through tiie Place,
And SouiiS eternal as the Day.
c Speak (for yoti ftel his-burning Love)
What Ze d ii ipreadi thr. ugh ail your Frame ;
That facrcd Fire dwells all above,
For we on Earth have Icfl the Name.
[6 Sing of his Pow'r and Jifiice too,
That infinite Right Hand < f his,
That vanquifh'd Saian and his Crew,
And Thunder drove them down from Blifs.]
[7 What r.iighty StoriTrs of poifon'd Darts
W'^rc >i".r'"d unon the Rebels there !
What
.IT. Spiritual SONGS. 119
\
What deadly Jav'lins naiTd their Hearts.
Fall to the Racks of long Deipair!]
8 Shout to your K>Kg, you heav'nlv Koil ;
You that behold the finking Foe ;
Firmly ye ftocd when they wereiuft ;
Fraife the rith Grace that kept ye fo.]
^ ProcUim his Wonders from the Skies,
Let ev'ry diftant Nation hear ;
And while you foiind his lofty Fraife,
Let humble Mortals bow and fear.
XXVIII. Death and Eterjiitv.
'$'
Converfe a\\ hile with Death j
Think how a gafping Mortal lies,
And pants away his Breath,
a His quiv'ring Lip hangs feebly down,.
His Pulfes faint and tew,
Then, fpeechlefs, with a doleful Groan,
He bids the World adieu.
3 But, O the Soul that never dies !
At once it leaves the Clay !
Ye Tiiough-s, pur ill e it where it flies,
And track its wond'rons Way.
4 Up to the Courts where Angels dwell,
It mounts ti nimphing thej e j
Or Devils plunge it down to Hell,
In infinite Defpair.
5 And muft my Body faint and die?
And muft this Soul remove ?
O ! for fcrme Guardian Angel nigh.
To bear it fafe above i
6 Jcfus, to thy dear faithful Hand
My il?.ked Soul I trult,
And my Flefh waits for thy Command,
To drop into my Duft.
XXIX,
120 HYMNS and 1
XXI5E; Redemption by Price a.'.d Poiver.
1 <^ESUS, with nli thy S^rts above,
^ My Tongue would bear her Part,
Would found aloud thy faving Love,
And Ting thy bleeding Heart.
z Bleit be the Lamb, my deareft Lord,
V'ho bouglu me with his Blood,
And quench'd his Father'- fl.uning Sword
In Ills own vital Flood.
3 The Lamb that freed my captive Soul
Fr6m Satan ^ heavy Chains,
And fent the L:on down to howl,
Where Heil and Hoiror reigns.
4 All Glory to the dying Lamb,
And ncver-ceriling Pjaife,
Wliile Angel> live to know his Name,
Or Saints to feel his Grace.
XXX. Heavenly Joy on Earth.
[i /"^ O M E, we that love the Lord,
\_j And let our Joys be known j
Join in a Song with fweec Accord,
And thus I'uiTound the Throne,
a The Sorrows of the Mind
Be b.iniib'd from the Place !
Religion never was defign'd
To make our PJeafurelefs.]
3 Let thofe ; efufe to fmg
That never knew our God,
But Favorites of the Heav'niy Kingj
May fpeak their jcys abroad.
[4 The God that Tules on high,
And thunders when he pleafe,
That rides upon the itormy bky,.
Aiifl manages the Seas.]
5 Thii
^t n. S}mtual SONGS, i^i
This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our Love,
He (hall fend down his heav'niy Pov/rs
To carry us above.
There we Ihall fee his Face,
i\nd never, never fio ;
I There, from the Rivtrs of his Grace,
Drink endlefs Pleafaresin.
Yes, and before we rife
To that immortal State,
The Thoughts of fuch amazing Bhfs
Should corulant Joys create.
.8 The Men of Grace have found
, Gioiy begun below,
Celeillal Fruits on earthly Ground
From Faith and Hope ra.iy gron'.
9 The Kill of ^;o» yields
A thoafand facred Sweets,
Before we reach the heriv'nly Field?,
Or walk the golden Streets.
10 Tlien let our Sor.gs abound,
And ev'ry Tear be d y ^
We're niarcliing tVi rough Immanuel''i Ground,
To fairer Worlds on high.]
XXXI. ChriftV Prefer.ce makes Death eafy.
1 \KT H Y fhould we ftart and fear to die ?
VV What timYous Worms we Mortalsare!
Death is the Gate of eadiefs Joy,,
And yet we dread to enter there.
a The Pains, the Groans, and dying Strife,
Fright our approaching Souis away:
Still we (brink back again to Life,
Fond of our Priion, and our Clay,
3 O, if my Lord would come and meet.
h'ly Soul ihould ftretch her Wings in Haite,
Fly
Ill HYMNS and B. I
Fly fearlefs through Death's Iron Gate,
Nor feel the Terrors as fhe pafs"ti.
4 Jefus can make a dyyjg Bed
Feel loft as downy Pillows are,
While on hh Breaft I lean my Head,
And^breathe my Life cut fweetly there,
XXXIL Frailty and Folly.
1 FJ O W fhort and haily is our Life!
XJ. How vaft our SouPa Affairs !
Yetfenfeiefs Mortals vainly drive
To lavilh out their Years.
2 Cur Days run thoughtlrfly along,
Wirhout a Moment's btay,
J nil like a Story or a Song,
We pals our Lives away.
3 Go.l from on high invites us home,
But we march heedlefs on,
And ever, haffning to the Tomb,
Stoop dow nward as we run.
4 Kow we deferve the deepeft Hell,
That flight the Joys above !
Wiiat Chains of Vengeance Ihould we feel,.
That break fuch Cords of Love !
5 Draw us, O God, with Sovereign Grace,
And lift our Thoughts on high.
That we may end this mortal Race,
And fee Salvation nigh.
XXXrn. The blejfed Society in Hca'ven^
2 TJ AISE thee, my Soul, fly up, and rui
J^\, Through e\'ry heav'nly Street,
And *ay. There's nought below the Sun
That's woithy of thy Feet.
[2 Thus will we mount on facred Wings,
•And tread the Courts nbove 3
No
tl. spiritual SONGS. 123
Nor Earth, nor al! Her mightieft Thiwgs,
^Shall tempt oar meane't Love.]
There, on a high majeitic Throne,
Th Almighty Father reignv
And fiieds Ins glorious Gocaneis down
On al! the blifsful Plains-.
Bright, like the Sun, the vSaviour fits,
Andipreads eternal Noon ;
No Ev'ning.s there,. nOr gloomy Nights,
To want the feeble Moon.
Arnidft thoTe ever-fhining Skies
Behold the facred Dove,
While baniih'd Sin and Sorrow flies
From : 11 the Realms of Love.
6 The glorious Tenants of the Place
Stand bending round the Throne 5
And Saints and oeraphs fmg and praife
The infinite Three One.
[7 But O what Beams of hea>'nly Grace
. Tranfport them all the while !
Ten Thoufand Smiles from Jejus' Face,
And Love in ev'ry Smile!
8 Jefu!, and when fiiall that dear Day,
That joyful Hour appear,
When I (hall leave thi^'Houfe of Clay,
To dwell amon^i't 'em there ?]
XXXIV. Breaihhg after the Holy Spirit-; or, Eer--
^oency of Diuction dejired.
I /^'OME, Holy Spirit, Heav'niy Dcve,
V>« With all thy quick'ning Pow'iS,
Kindle a Flame of iacred Love
In thefe cold Hearts of ours.
2, Look, how ive £rrovei here below,
Fond of theie trifling Toys;
Our Souls caii neither fly nor go,
To reach eternal Joys. •
I
124 HYMNS and B. 11
3 In vain we tune our formal Songs,
lx\ vain we ^^.rive to rife j
Hofannas languifh on our Tongues,
And our Devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord • and Iha 1 we ever lie
At this poor dyin^ Ratej
Ou Love fofaiiU, (ocold to thee?
And thine to us {o great ?
5 Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove,
With all thy q iick*ning Pow'rs,
Come, (hed broad a Saviour's Love,
And that fhail kindle ours.
XXXV. ?raife to God for Creation and.Redem^tion>
1 T ET ihem negleft thy Glory, Lord,
a. d Who never knew thy Grace,
But our loud Songs Ihall ftill recoid
The Wonders of tky Praife.
2 We raifeour Shuuts, O God, to Thee,
And fend them to thy Throne,
All Glory to th' UNIT ED Three,
The Undivided One.
3 'Twas He (and we'll adore his Name)
That form'd us by a Word,
*Tis lie reft res our ruin'd Frame j
• Salvation to the Lord \
4 Hofanna J let the Earth and Skies
Report the joyful Sound,
Rocks, Hills and V;des, reflea the Voice,
In one eternal Round.
XXXVI. ChriftV Inter cfjfton.
I \]| 7 ELL, the Redeemer's gone,
VV T' appear befoi e our God,
To fprinkle o'er the flaming Throne,
With his atoning Blood.
% No
jll. Spviiual S 0 N G S. ^ iiS
No fiery Vengeance now,
Nor burning Wrath comes doAvn j
If Juftice calls for Sinners Blood,
The Saviour ihews his own.
Before his Father s Eye
, Our hurabie Suit he moves,
l.Tlie Father lays his Thunder by,
■; And looks, and fmiles, and loves,
Lnow may our joy f ui Tongues
Our Maker's Honour fing,
Je/us the Prieil receives our SongSj
^ And bears 'em to the King.
* We bow before his Face,
And found his ( Tories high,
<« Ho/anna to the God of Grace,
♦< That lays his Thunder by.]
S «' On Earth thy Mercy reigns,^
«' And triumphs all above ;"
But, Lord, how weak the mortal Strains
To fpeak immortal Love I
[7 Kow jarring and how low.
Are all the iNotes we fmg !
Sweet Saviour tune our Songs anew.
And they (hall pieafe the King.]
'XXXVIL ThsSame.
X T TFT up your Eyes to heavViy Seats,
%_j Where your Redeemer liays j
Kind Interceffor, there he fits,
And loves, and pleads, and prays,
a 'Twas well, my Soul, he dy'd for thee,
And {hed his vital Blood,
Appeas'd ilern Jullice on the Tree,
And then arofe to God.
3 Petitions now and Praife may rife.
And Saints their Offerings biing.
The
5i6 HYMNS and B. II.
The Prieft with his ow n Sacrifice
PreTents them lo the King.
[4 Let Papifts t^nil what Names they pleafe,
7'heir Saintaand Angeis boaft j
We've no Aich Advocatts as thefe,
Nor pray 10 heavenly H' ft]
t jtfus alone ftiali bear my C rics
Up to his Father's Throne j
He (deareft Lord), perfumes my Sighs,
And (vveeiens e\ Y-. Groan.
[6 Ten Thoul'and Praii'es to the King,
Hofan7ia in the high'it j
Ten Thoufand Thinks our Spirits bring
To God, and to his Chrif.]
XXXVIII^ Locve to God.
3 TTAPPY the Heart where Graces reign^
X jL Where Love infpires the Breaft,
Love is ti^.e hrighteil of ihe Train,
And itrengthens aJl the reft.- -
i Knowledge, alas! 'tis ail in vain,
And all in vain our Fear,
Our ftubborn Sins will fight and reign,
If Love be abfent there.
3 'Tis Love that makes our chearful Feet
In fwift Obedi'.nce move.
The Devils know an J. tremble too,
But Satan cannot love.
4 This is the Grace fh-^t lives and Hngs,
When Faith and Hope (hail C(;a/e 5
'Tis this ihall ftiike out joyful Strings
In the Sweet Realms of Elifs.
5 Before we quite foilake our Clay,
Or leave this dark Abode,
The Wings of Love bear ws aw.iy
To fee our fmiling Gcd!
XXXL
^11. spiritual SONGS. x:
XXXIX. I.be Shortnefs and Mifery of Life.
i/^ UR Days, alasi are mortal Day*,
V-/ Are fnort and wrelched too j
'*ii-vz7and F£n.ij, the Patriarch lays,-
And well the Patriaich kuew,
s 'Tis bii-t at bell a narrow Bound
That Heav'i) allows to Men,
And Pains and Sins run through the Round
Of Threefcor-e Years and Ten.
3 Well, if ye muft be fad and few.
Run on my Days in Haiie ;
Moments of Sin, and Months of Woe,
Ye cannot fly too raft.
4 Let heav'nly Love prepare my Soul,
And call her to the bkies,
Where Years of lon-g Salvation roll.
And Glory never dies.
XL. Our Comfort in the Co-venant made ivith Chrnl.
2 /~\ UR God, how firm his Promife ftands,
\_/ Ev'n when he hides his Face i
He trufts in our Redeen\er's Hands,
His Glory and his Grace,
ft Then why, my Soul, thefe fad Complaints,
Since 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 receivM,
And truft him for tke reft.
* Gsn, xlvii, q.
XLI,
ii3 HYMNS and B.
XLL A Sight of God mortifies us to the If^oi
I T TP to the Fields wherf Angels lie,
\J And living Waters gently roll,
Fain would my Thoughts 1^343 out and fly,
But Sin hangs iieavy oa my Soul.
a Thy vvond'rous Blood, dear dying CArj/?,
Can m ke this Load of Guilt remove j
And thou can'lt bear me where thou fl; 'ft.
On thy kind Wings, celeftial Dove!
3 O might I once mount op and fee
The Glories of th' eternid Skies,
Wh:<.t little Things thef= Worlds would be!
How defpicable to my Eyes !
4 Had I a Glance of Thee, my God,
Kingdoms and Men would vani(h foon,
Vanifh as tho' 1 f;aw'emnct.
As a dim Candle dies at Noon.
5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave,
I fhould perceive the Nojfe no -more
Than we can hear a fhaking Leaf,
While rattling Thunders round us roar.
6 Great All in All, Eternal Kmg,
Let me but view thy lovely Face,
And all my PowYs (hall bow and fmg
Thine cndiefs Grandeur, and thy Grace.
XLir. Delight in God,
J "\/T^ ^°^' what endlefs Pleafures dwell
J,V1 Above, at thy Right Hand !
The Courts below, how amiable.
Where all thy Graces i\an\ f
» The Swallow n^ar thy Temple lies,
And chirps a chearful Note i
The Lark mounts upwatd to thy Skies,
And tunes her warbling Throat,
3 An
B. n. Spiritual SONG S. i2f
3 And we, when in thy Prefence,- Lord,
We fliout with joyful Tongues,
Or fitting round our Father's Board,
We crown the Feaft with S ngs.
4 While Jefuf (hin^s with qulck'ning Grace,
We ilngand mount on high ^
But if a Frown becloud his Face,
We faint, and tire, and die.
[5 JuiT: as we fee the l^hefome Dove
Bemoan her widow'd Si ate,
WandYing (he flies thro' all the Grove,
And mourns her loving Mate.
6 Juft fo our Thoughts from Thing to Thing,
In reltlefs Circles rove,
Juft fo we droop, and hang the Wing,
When Jefus hides his Love.]
XLIII. ChriilV Sufferings and Glory,
J IWT O W for a Tune of lofty Praife,
- X% To great Jehovah's equal Son 1
Awake, my Voicej in heav'nly Lays,
Teil the lov.d Wonders he hath done.
3 Sing how he left the Worlds of L)gh^,
And the bright Robes he wore above ;
How fwift and joyful was his Flight
On Wings of everlafiing Love.
[3 Down to this bafe, this finful Earth,
He came to raife our Nature high ;
He came t' atone Almighty Wrath j
Jefus the God was born to die.]
[4 Hell and its Lions roar'd around.
His precious Blood the Monflers fpiI^,
While weighty Sorrows prelt him down.
Large as the Loads of all our Guilt.]
I Deep in the Shades of gloomy Death,
Th' Almighty Captive Pris'ner lay ;
Th'Al»
i3=» ^^ TM N S a7id B. 1
Th'AImvghty Captive lefc the Earth,
And role to everlafting Day.
6 Lift up your Eyes, ye Sons of Light,
Up to his Throne ot fliiuin^^ Grace,
See what immortal Glories lit
Round the itveet Beauties of iiis Face.
7 Amonglt a Thoufand Harps and Sorigs
"Jefus the God otMfpd reignSj
His (acred Name ip all their Toagues,
And echoes through the heav'nly Plains.
XLIV. Hell I or, The Fengeatice of God.
1 \X r ITH holy Fear, and humble Song,
^■' \ The dreadful Gcd our. Souls adore
Reverence and Awe he^ome the Tongue '
That fpeaks the Terrors of his PowY.
2, Far in the Deep, where Darknels dwells,
The Land of Horror and Defpair,
Juftice l)as built a difmal Hell,
And laid her Stores of Vengeance there.
[3 Eternal- Plagues and heavy Chains,
Tormenting Racks and iiery Cq.Js,
And Darts t' inflict immortal Pains,
Dy'd in the Blood of damned Souls. j
[4 There Satan the firft Sinner lies,
And rears, and bites his Iron Bands j
In yain the Rebel ilrives to rife,
Crufh'd with the Weight of^both thy Hands.'
5 There, guilty Ghoits of Ada7n% Race,
Shriek, out and howl beneath thy Rod ;
Once they would fcorn a Saviour's Grace,
But they incens'd a dreadful God.
6 Tren^ble, my Soul, and kils the Son j
Sinners, obey the Saviour's Call}
Elfe your Damnation hallenson,
And Heii gapes wide to wait your Fall.
XLV
IL Spiritual SONGS. 13^
XLV. God's Condefcevfion to our Wor/hip,
TH Y Favours, Lord, furprile our Soukj
Will the Eternal dwell with us ?
What canft thou find beneath the Poles,.
To tempt thy Chariot downward thus ?
Still might he fill his ftarry Throne,
And pieai'e his Ears with Gahriel'i Songs ;
But heavYily Msjelty comes down,
And-bows to hearken to our Tongues.
Great God, what poor Returns we pay,
For Love i^o infinite as thine ; j^
Words are but Air, and Tongues but Clay^ S
But thy Compafiion's ail divine. ^
XLVI. God's Condefcenfion to Human Aj^airs*
ty ? to the Lord ibat reigns on high,
) And views the Nations from afar>
Let everlaliing Praifes fiy.
And tell how large his Bounties are.
i Ke that can (hake the Worlds he made.
Or with his. Word, or with his Rod,
Ris Goodnefs how amszing great 1
And what a condescending God ! ] •
3 God that muftftoopto view the Skies,
And bow to fee what Angels do,
Down to our Earth he calls his eyes,
And bends his Footdeps downward too.}
He over-rules ail mortal Things,
And manages our mean Affairs ;
On humble Souls the King of Kings
Beftows his Counfeis and iiis Cares.
Cur Sorrows and our Tears we pour
Into the Bofom of cur God 5
He hears us in the mournfal hour.
And helps us bear the heavy Load.
G 6 la
iss HYMNS and B.
6 In vain might lofty Princes try
Such Condelcenfion to perform j
For Worms were never raised fo hlgh^
Above their meaneft Fellow- Worm.
7 O could oxu' thankful Hearts devife
A Tribute equnl to thy Grace,
To the Th rd Heav'n our Songs (hould rife
And teach the golden Plarps thy Praife.
XL VII. Glory and Grace in the Per/on of Chi
I "^^T O W ^o the Lord a noble Song \
XN Awake my Soul, awake my Tongue
Hofanna to th' eternal Name,
And all his boundiefs Love proclaim.
a See where it (hines in J ejus' Face,
The brightefl Image of his Grace j
God, in the Perfon of his Son,
Has all his mightieft Works out-done,
3 The fpacious Earth, and fpreading Floods
Proclaim the wile, the pow'rful God,
And thy rich Glories from afar
Sparkle in every rolling Star.
4 But in his Looks a Glory ftand<^,
The nobleft Labour of thine Hands s
The pleafmg Laftre of his Eyes
Out-lhines the Wonders of the Skies.
5 Grace! 'tis a fweet, a charming Theme 5
My Thoughts rejoice ^.tjefus" Name :
Ye Angels dwell upon the Sound,
Ye Heavens refledb it to the Ground,
€ O may I live 10 reach the Place,
Where he unveils his lovely Face ;
Where all his Beauties you behold,
And fmg his Name to Harps of G0IUI
XL
■■ f. Spiritu^i S 0 M G S^ xs?
?CLVIII. Le've to the Creatures is dangerous,
HO W vain are all Things here below*
How faiie, and yet how tair !
Sach Pleafure hath its Poiibn too.
And evTy Sweet a Snare.
The brighteft Things below the Sky
Give bHt a flattering Light ;
We (hould fufpeit fonie danger nigh-.
Where vre poffefs Delight.
Ourdeareil Joys, and neareft Friends.
The Partners of" our Blood,
'Hov/ they divide our, wav'ring Mind%
And leave but half for God.
The Fondnefs of a Creature's Love,
How ftrong it ftrikes ihe Senie !
Thither the warm AfFeftions move.
Nor can we call them thence.
Dear Saviour, let thy Beauties be
My Soul's eternal Food ;
And^Grace command my Heart away
From all created Good.
XLIX. Mofes dying in. the Embrace of God,
EATH cannot make our Souls afraid^
If God b? with us there :
We may walk through her darkeft Shade^
And never yield to Fear.
I could renounce my All below.
If my Creator bid,
And run, if I was calPd to go,
And die as Mofes did.
Might I Init climb to Pifgah's Top-^
And view the promisM Land,
My FieHi itfelf Ihouid long to drop.
And pray for the Comjnand,
G z 4 Ciaffi'd
13+ ^/>" i'V^ A' S and B.
4 CJafp'd in my heav*nly Father's Arms,
I wou'd forget my Breath,
And lufe my Life among the Charms
Ot fo di\ iiie a Death.
J l^T O W let the Lord my Saviour fmile,
i.^ And fhew my Name upon his Heartj
I would forget my Pair.s a while,
And in the Pleafure lof^ the Smart.
a But, oh ! it fwells my Sorrows high.
To fee my bleflVd Jejus frown ;
My Spirits fink, my Comforts die,
And all the Springs of Love are down.
3 Yet why, my Soul, why thefe Complaints?
Still while he frowns his Bowels move }
Still pn his Heart he bears his Saints,
Anrl feels their Sorrows and his Love.
4 My Name is printed on his Breaft j
His Book of Life contains my Name :
I'd rather have it there impreft,
Than in the bright Records of Fame.
r When the laft Fire burns all Things her^
Th fe Letters lh:ul f curely ftand,
i^\^d^ \\\ the Lamp's fair Book appear,
Writ by th' Eternal Father's Hand.
6 Mow fliall my Minutes fmoothly run,
Whdft here I wait my Father's Will;
My rifmg and my fetting liun
Roll gently up and down the Hill.
LI. God the Son equal "with the Father*
J -Q R IG HT King (^f Glory, dreadful Go
jr> Our Spirits bowr before thy Seat j
To thee we lift an humble Thought,
Aud worfhip at thine awful Feet,
IT, Spiritual SONGS. 13 j
Thy Povv'r hath form'd, thy Wifciom fways
All Nature with a To /reign Word ;
AjtcI the bright World of ;uars obeys
The Will of their iuperirr Lord.]
Mercy and Trui h unite in one^
And fmiling fit at thy Right Hand ^
Eternal Juftice guards thy Throne,
i And Vengeance waits thy dread Command,]
j|. A Thoufand Seraphs, ftrong and bright,
[ Stand round the glorious Deity j
1 But who amongft the Sons of Light
I Pretends Comparifon with thee?
I Yet there is one of human Frame,
j Jefus array'd in Fleih and Flood,
! Thinks it no Robbery to claim
A full Equality with God.
Their Glory fliines with equal Besms j
Their EfTence is for ever one,
Though thev are known by diff 'rent NanieSj
The Father God, and God ;he Son.
■ Then let the Name of Chrift our King,
With equal Honours be ador'd ;
His Praffe let evYy Angel fing,
And-ali the Nations own the Lord.
LII:, Death dreadful or delightful
E A TH ! 'Tis a melancholy Day,
To thofe that have no God,
V/hen the poor Soul is fcrc'd away
To feek her laft Abode.
t In vain to Heav'n foe lifts her Eyes,
But Guilt, a heavy Chain,
Still drags her downward troni the Skie?,
1 o Dhrknefs, Fire i.nd Pain.
3 Awake and mo-..rn; )e Heiri of Hell,
Letftubborn Sinnei-s fearj
O 3
I
f
336 HYMNS and B. j|
Ycu muft be driv'n from Earth, and dwell jt
A long For E-uer there. j
4 See how the Pit gapes wide for you, j^
And fiafHes in your Face;
And thou, my Soul, look downwards too,
And fing rtcov'ring Grace,
5 He is a God of fov'reign Grace.
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 Death and fome celeltial Band,
To bear my Soul *way.
LHI. The Pilgrimage of Saints; or, Earth g
Heaven.
1 T ORD ! what a wretched Land is this,
I 4 That yields us no Supply;
No chearing Fruits, no whoiefome Trees,
Nor Streams ot living Joy.
a But pricking Thorns through all the Groun
And mortal Poifons grow.
And sii the Rivers that are found,
V/ith dang'rous Waters flow.
3 Yet the dear Path to thine Abode
Lies through this horrid Land,
Lord ! we ^^ould keep the heay'nly Road,
And run an thy Command.
[4. Our Souls fnah tread the Defart through
With undiverted Feet ;
And Faith and flaming Ze?! fubdue
The Terrors that we meet.]
[5 ?. thonfand favage BeaftsoF Prey
Around the Foreft roam.,
■r^sut^z/tftfy's Lion guards the Way, "^
And guides the Stangeis Home.]
[6 Loi
XL Sptriiual S O N G S. 137
Long Nights and Darknefs dwell below, ^
With fcarce a tvvinklijig Ra^^ j
But the bright World to v^hich wego^
Is everlaitingDsy.]
By gliminering Hopes and gloomy Fears
We trace the facred Road-,
Thro' difmal Deeps and dang'rous Snares
We make our Way to (Tod.]
Our Journey is a thorny Maze,
But we march upward ftill,
Forget thefe Troubles of the Ways,
And reach at Sion's Hill.
^ See the kind Angels at the Gates
Inviting us to come 5
There J^us the Fore-runner waits
' To welcome Travelers Home.]
tvThere on a green and flow'ry Mount
Our weary Souls ftall fit.
And with tranfporting Joys recount
The Labours of our Feet.
11 No vain Difcourfe fhall fill our Tongue,
Nor Trifles vex our Ear,
Infinite Grace ihali be our Song,
And God rejoice to hear.
12 Eternal Glories to the King
That brought us fafely through j
Our Tongue ihali never ceafe to iing)
And endlefs Praife renew.
LVI. God": Prefence ij Lj^ght in Darknefs.
I 1\/TY GOD, the Spring of all my Joys^
IVl The Life of my Delights,
The Glory of my brlghteit Days,
And Comfort of my Nights.
In darkeft Shades if he appear,
My Dawning is begun !
G 4. He
1
X38 HYMNS and B. IT
He is my Souls fweet Morning- ftar.
And he my rifing Sun.
3 Theop'ning Heav'ns around me/hine
With Beams of facred B'ifs,
While Jefus fliews his Heart is mine.
And whifpers, / a?n his,
4. My Soul would leave this heavy Clay
At that tranfporring Word,
Run up with joy the fhining Way,
T' embrace my deareft Lord.
5 FeaHefl: of Hell and ghaftly Death, "
rd break through ev'ry Foe j
The Wings of Love, and Arras of Faith,
Should bear me Conqueror through.
LV. Frail Life^ and fiuceeding Eternity »
1 ^T^HEE wea^cre, Eternal Namt,
J. And hsimbly c-vn to Thee,
How tef-bleis our moital Frame,
What dying Worms are we !
[2 Our wafting Lives grow fl)orter ftill.
As Months and Days increafej
And ev'ry beating Pulfe we tell,
Leaves but the Number iefs.
3 The Year rolls round, and fteals away
The Breath that fird it gave ;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be.
We're traveling to the Grave ]
4 Dangers ftand thick through all the Ground,
To pufb us to the Tomb,
And fierce Difeafeswait around,
T 0 b. u r r y M o rta 1 s H 0 m e .
5 Good God ! on what a flender Thread !
Hang everlaiting Things !
Th' eternal States of all the Dead
Upon Life's feeble Strings.
6 Infinit
J. II, spirit uzl SONGS, ^39
Infinite Joy, or endlefs Woe,
Attends on every Breath 5
And yei: how iinconcern'd we go
Upon t^s Brink of Death ! '
Waken, O Lord, our drowfy Senfe,
To walk this dang'rons Roau;
And if Gur Souls are hurried hence^
May they be found vviih God.
LVL T/js MUery of being -ixhhatt God in t:.'-
Worlds cr, Vain Frofperily.
NO, r fhall envy them no more,
Wiio giow profanely Grea'',
Though they increase their golden Store^
And nis to word': ons Hci^h^.
t They ta!le of all the Joys ih^t grow
Upon this earthly Clod j
Well they may fearch the Creature tarcug:.;
For they have ne'er a God.
3 Shake off' ihe Thoughts of dying too,
And chink your Life your own ;
But Death conges hnft'ning en to you,
To mow your Glory down .
4. Yes, you mufl bow your ftately Head,
Away your Spiri" fl-'",
And no kind Anr- ; - ur Bed,
Tobea:-h^^ -^: ...;:..
,|^Go now; t of al! yoi; •..
Andi:-^ ..V -ight you f}-'u; ,
Your Heaps ct giutTing Dull aieyuurs.
And my Redeemer's miiU-,
LORD, how'^ecu'^sno b;.;: :' -
Whof>elthsJcysc:f pardo. _
Siiould Storms of ^'Tarh Ihake^Farth aaa i^ca,
Tii^ir Minds have Heav'n and Peace wkhin.
G s - . Th5..
140 ^ ^ ^"W N S arJ B. ,
a I'he Day glides fweetiy o'er their Heads,
Made up of Innocence and Lovej
iind futt: and filent as the Shades,
Their nightly Minutes gentiy move.
[3 Qiiick as their Thoulits their Joys come bn.
But fly not half ibfalt away,
Their Sotiis are ever bright as Noon,
And calm as Summer Ev'ningsbe.
4 Hov/oft they look to heav'niy Hills,
Wheie Groves of living Ple;ifure grovi^,
And longing Hopes and ch earful Smiles,
Sir undilturb'd u-pon their Brow.]
5 They fcorn to feek our golden Toys,
But fpend the Day, ami fliare ihe Night,
In r.umbYing o'er the richer Joys,
That iieav'n prepares for their Delight.
6 While wretched we like Worms and Moles
Li-e grov'ling in the Du:l below ;
Almighty Grace, renew our Souk,
And we'll afpire to Glory too.
LVni. ^he Shorinefs of Lip, and ihe Goodr.efs
"God.
1 ^"f"** I M E ? vs^hat an empty Vapour *tls !
M, And Dsyshow fwift the)'' are j
Swift as an inaian Arrow flies,
Or like a fliooting Star.
[a The prefent Moments juft appear.
Then Aide away in Hafte,
That we c^n never fay, ^i hey'' re here.
But only fay, Tkey re pafl.l
[3 Our Life is ever on the Wing,
.And Death is ever nigh i
The Moment when our Lives begin.
WeatU begin io die ]
Jn, spiritual SONG S. H^
Yet, mighty Gcd, cur fleeting Days
Tiiy laftlng Favours thare 5
Vet, with the Bounties of thy Grace?
' Tbouload'ft the rolling Year.
'Tisfov'reiEn Mercy finds r.s Food,
And ue are cloath'd wit n 1.0^-. :
While Grace ftands pointing out the Koad
That leads our Souls above.
His Goodnefsnms an endlefs Round,
Ail Glory to the Lord :
His Mercy never knows a Bouad j
And be his Name adord.
• Thus we bsgin the lafting Song,
And when we clofe our Eyes, ^
Let the next Age thy Praife prolong
Till Time and Mature dies.
LIX. Faradife en Earth.
r iT^ L O R Y to God that walks the Sky^
ij ^nd fends his BieHing through,
That tells his Saints ot Joys on high.
And gives a Tafte below. _
. Glory to God, that ftoops his Throne, .
' Th-.t Dull and Worms nn.ay fee t,
And brings a Glimpfecf Glory down
Around his farred Feet.
When Chrifl, with all his Graces crown d.
Sheds his kind Beams aoroad,
'tIs a yo-a>^- Heav'n on earthly GrouuO,
And Glory in the Bad.
A A blooming fVradife of joy
In this wild Deiart fprnigs 5
And ev^y Senfe I ftrj^ -■- —^
On fweet celeitiai ±
Whit': Liliies aU aroui .. - . ; ■ >
Aiid eacAi his Glory iliews ; ._^^
Go ' .
54^ ri r M h-S and B. ' |
The Role of Sharon blofioms here, j
The faifefl Fiow'r that blows. I
6 Chearful 1 reafl: on heav'nly Fruit, i
And dunk the Pleafwires down,
PJevifures that flow hardbv the Foot
Of the Eternal Thione'.]
7 But ah ! how foon my Joys decay,
How foou ray Sinsarife,
-' Ar.'': fnatch the heav'nly Scene away
From thefe lamenting Eyes !
8 When iliall the Time, dear JefiiSy when
The fhining Day appear,
That I Ihiili leave thoie Clouds of Sin,
And Guilt and Darknefs here?
9 Up to the Fielsis above the Skies
My hafty Feet wjuld go,
There, everlafting Flow'is^ arife,
And Joys unwith'ring grow.
IX. The Iruth of God the Promifes ; or, Thg Pro
mifes are our Securiiy.
1 T)RAISE, everlafting Pi aife, be paid
X To him that Earth's Foundation laid j
Praife to the God, vvhofeltrong Decrees
Sway the Creation as lie pleafe.
3 Praife to the Goodnefs "of the Lord,
Who rules his People by his Word,
And there, as fti ong as his Decrees,
He fets his kindell i^romifes.
[3 Firm as the Words his Prophets ^ive,
S\^eet Words on which his Children live 5
Each of them is the Voice of God,
Who (p. ke and ilxead tiie Skies abroad.
4. Each of them pow'rful a? that Sound
That bid the new made Heav'ns go round j
And Itronger than thefolid Poles,
Cn which the Wheel of Nature rolls.]
5 Whence
Is. II. •; ■ r 0 r^ G S, 143
Wbenr^ ::-:.. ^
Why tLit.-.iiii- oi^-u. ..ui.. . : ^
Slowly, alas four Mind re:
The Comfort that our Msk:- ^. :;,
Ob, for a ilrong, a lifting Faivh,
To credit svhat th'Almighty fairh !
T' enib:-3ce rbe MefTbge'^f his Son,
And caJi the Joys of Hea^^i our Ovvn.
Then fhouid (he EarU; '^ri fhake,
And all the Wheels of ..reak,
Qur Ready Souls fhould :e:rnc more
Than folid Rocks when Billows roar.
8 Our everlalling Hopes arife
Above the ruinable Skies ;
V/here the eternal Builder reigns,
And his own Courts his Pow'f fuftains,
LXI. A Thought of Dsath and Glory.
1 li /f" Y Soul, come meditate the Day,
J.Va And think hownear it Hands,
When thou muft quit this Houfe of Clay,
And fly to unknown Lands.
[2 And you, mine Eye?, iook down, and viaw
The hollow gaping Tomb,
That gloomy Pi ifon waits for you.
Whene'er the Summons com.e.]
3 Oh \ could v.e die with thofe that die,
And place us iia their Stead,
Then would our Spirits learn to %,
And converfe with the Dead.
4 Then Hiould we fee the Saints above,
In their own glorious F<^rms,
And wonder vi hy our Souls fhould love
To dwell with mortal Worms.
[5 How Ihould we fcorn thefe Clothes cf Fit if:.
Thefe Fetters. and this Load !
\ik
144- ^^ Y M N S avd B. 11.
And long for Ev'ning to i-indrefs,
Th3t we may re(t with God.]
6 We (houid almoft forfake our Clay
Before the Summons come.
And pray, and w.fh our Souls away
To their eternal Home.
LXII. Cad the Thunderer-, or, 7he laf. Judg^
nunt, and Hell.*
1 Q I N G to the Lord, ye heav'nly Hofts,
O And thou, O Earth, adore j
Let Death and Heii through nil their Coafts, j
Stand trembling at his PowY. \
a His founding Chariot (hakes the Sky,
He makes the Clouds his Throne ;
There all his Stores of Ligiitn^ng he.
Till Vengeance darts them doun.
3 His Nciirils hreati^e out iiery Streams,
And fiom lus awrul Tongue
A ibvVeign Voice div;des the Flames,.
And Thunder roar-s along. ~
4 Think, O my Sou), the dreadful Day,.
Wh.^n fhe incenfed C^od
Shall i-end the Sky, and burn the Sea,
And flino his Wrath abroad.
5 What ftiall the- Wrftch, the Sinner, do?
He once deny'd the Lord ;
But he ihall dread the Thund'rer now.
And fmk beneath l)is V/ord.
6 Tempeits of an?ry Firefhall roll,
To blait the Rebel Worm,
AdJ be.^t i-pon his naked Soul,
lii one eternal Storm.
* Mace in a great linltlen Sionk* ol Thunc'cf, Au
a«Ji the 2ol;h, 1697.
LXIU
11. spiritual SONGS. 14.5
LXIil. A Funeral nought,
HAR K ! from the Tombs a doleful ^ound.
My Ears attend the Cry,
«* Ye llring Men, come view the Ground,
*' Where you muft ihortiy lie.
*•' Princes, this Clay muft be your Bed,
<* In Spite of all your Tov^'rs ;
<* The 1 alij the Wife, the RevereDd Head,
** Mufl lie as low as ours."
3 Great God, is this our certain Doom?
And are we (till fecure !
Still walking downwards to our Tsmb^
And yet prepare no more.
4 Grant us the Pow'rs of quick'ning Gracc^
To fit oiir Souls to fly ,
- Then when we drop tkis d;, ing Flcliij
We'll rife above the Sky,
I LXIV. God the Glory andtke Defence o/Sion.
2 fl^APPY the Church, thou facred Place
J. A The Seat of thy Creator's Grace,
Thine holy Courts are his Abode,
Thou earthly Palace of cur G^d,.
2. Thy Walls are Strength, and at thy Gf.tej
A Gusrd of heav-nly Warriors waits:
Nor (hall thy deep Foundations move^
Fix'd on his Counfel? and his Love,
3 Thy Foes in vain Defigns engage.
Again ft his Throne in vain they rage,,
Like rifmg Waves, with angry Roar,
That dafh and die upon the bhojt,
4 Then let our So\!;^. 'w. l:..r 6'xt\U
Nor fear the Wrath cf 7. >^e and Heli^
His Arras embrace ti.ic happy Ground,
Like brazen Bulwctrks ouik around.
H© ri r M N S and 0. II j
I
4 God is our Shield, and God our Sun ;
Swift '^s the fleeting Moments ran,
On us he iiieds new Beams of Grace j
And we reflect his brighteft Praife.
XXV. ^he Hope of Uea^tn our Support unc
Trials en Eartb.
I WJ HEN I can read my Title char
W " To Manfions in the Skies,
I bid Farewel to evVy Fear, ^
And wipe my wcrping Eyes,
a Should Earth againft niy Soul engage>
And heliiiu Darts be'huird.
Then I can liniie at Safn'i's Rage,
And face a.frovt'ning W< rid,
3 Let Cares like a wild Deluge come,
And Storms of Sorrow tall,
May I but fafely reach my Home,
My God, my Heav'n, my All.
4 There I fh. 1! bathe my weary Soul
In Seas of heav'nly R.eil: ; I
And Kot a Wave of Trouble roll '
Acrofs my peaceful Breaft.
I.XVI. .4 ?rcfpcd of Hea'ven Mfihes Death eajjy
,, -^t HERE is a Land of pure Delight,
^'^'here Saints immoj'tal r-:ig*> ;
; . fii.Jte Day excludes the NVght,'^ '
And Fiea(\ires bapifh Pain.
There cerlaftin^ Spring abuie?,
Ardnev'/r-widiVing Flow'ir :
! es*!-. like a nrarow Sea divider,
Th- hsav'nly Land frora our'
^•-'c :t Field? beyond the fwelliv
^laBd dreit in living Green ;
So
3 II. Spiritual SONGS. i47
So to the ^ews old Canaan ftood, •
While 'jordav. roilM between.
Bui- tim'rous Mortals ftart and Ihrink,
To crols this narrow Sea,
And linger, fliiv'ripg on the Brink,
And fear to launch away.
O could we make our Doubts remove
Thofe gloomy Doubts that rife,
To fee the Canan that we love.
With unbeclouded Eyes.
Could we but climb where Mofes ftood.
And view the Landlkip o'er,
Not Jordan's Stream, nor Death's cold Flood;
Should fright us from the Shore,
luXVll. God's Eternal DcimmoTi.
GREAT God! bow infinite artThcu!
What wortiilefs Worms are we 1
! Let the whole Race of Creatures bow.
And pay rheir Praife to Thee.
I Thy Throne Eternal Ages ftood^
E'er Suns or Stars were made j
Thou art the Ever-living G^dj
Were all the Naiions dead.
J Nature and Time quite naked lie
To thine immenfe Survey,
From the Formation of the Sky,
To the great burning Day.
\ Eternity, with all its Years,
Stands prefent in thy View ;
To Thee there's nothing OJd appears,
Great God, there's nothing New.
; Our Lives through various Scenes are drawn,
Ap.d vex'd wiih trifling Cares 5
While thine eternni Thcnght moves en
Thine unciiltu^b'd Aitaiis.
6 Great
i
148. HT M N S and B. HI
6 Great God ! how infinite art Thou !
What v/oreblefs Worms a e we !
Let the whole Race of Creatures bow,
And pay their Praife to Thee.
LXVIir. Th humble WorPAp of Ueai>tn.
I T^'- AT HER, I long, I faint to fee
X The -^lace of thine Abode 5
rd leyve thy earthly Courts, and flee
Up to thy Seat, my God !
a Here I hehold tby diftant Faee,
And 'tis a pleafing Sight:
But to abide in thy Embrace,
Is infinite Delight.
3 rd part with all t^e Joys of Senfe,
To gaze upon thy Throne:
Pleafure fpring^; frefh for ever thence,
Unfpeakable, unknown.
[4. There all the hcav-nly Hofts are feen,
lii fnining Ranks they move.
And drink immortal Vigour in.
With Wonder, and with Love.
5 Then at thy Feet, with awful Fear,
Th' adoring Armies fall;
V/ith Joy they fhrink to NOTHING there.
Before th' Eternal ALL.
6 There I v/cnld vie with all the Hoft
In Dutyaind in Blifs,
While Less than Nothing I could boaft,
*And Vanity confefs.
7 The more thy Glories ftrike mine Eyes,
The humbler I fhsll liej
Thus while I fink, my Joys fhall rife
Unmeafurably high.
ilfai, xi. 17.
LXIX.
II. Spiriiml SONGS. i49
XIX. 7bs Faitkfuhefs of God in ^he Vromifes.
[ "OEGIN my Tongue, fome heav'nly Theme,
J3 And fpeak fome boundlefs Thing,
The mighty Works, or mightier Name,
Of our Eternal King.
Tell of feis wond'roiis Faithfulnefs,
And found his FowV abroad.
Sing the fweet Promife of his Grace^
And the performing God.
Proclaim Saltation from the Lord
For <wr etched dying Mep ;
His Hand has writ the facred Word
With an immortal Pen.
}. Engrav'd, as in eternal Brafs,
The mighty Promife fliines,
Nor can the PowVs of Darknefs raze
Thofe everlafting Lines.]
[5 He that can dafli whole Worlds to Death,
And make them when he pleafe,
He fpeaks, and that Almighty Breath
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 Fromifes.
7 He faid, Let the ^vide Heat'n be fpread;
And Hear'n was ftietchM abroad !
Abra',m, Vll be thy God, he faid.
And he was Abr&'m^ Gcd.
8 O might I hear thhieheav'nly Tongue
But whifper, Thou art mine..
Thofe gentle Words fhould raife iry Seng
To Notes almoft 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.
1
I
15^ HYMNS and B. 1
LXX. God's Dominion Qnjer the Sea. Pfalm cv;
1 /^"l O D « f the Sess, thy thundVing Voice
VJT Makes all the roaring Waves rejoice.
And one Tdt Word of thy C ou^mand,
Can fink tht:7; Hlenr in tiie Sand.
s If" but a Mo/>f, wave thy Rod,
The Sea divides, and owns its God j
The ftonny Floods th^ir Maker knew,
And let his chofcn Armies through.
3 The fcaly Flocks amtdll the Sea,
Tolhse, their Lord, aTiibutepay;
The meaneft Fifli that fwims the Flood
Leaps up, and means a Praife to God.
[4 The larger Menders of the Deep,
On thy Commands Atie.;danc« keep,
By thy PermiflioTj fport and piay.
And cleave along their foaming Way,
5 If God his Voice of Tempell rears,
Le-uiathaii lies Itill, and fears j
Anon he lifts his Noft; ils high,
And fpouts the Ocean to the Sky.}
6 How is thy glorious Po'.v'r ador'd
Amidfl tliefe wat'ry Nations, Loid ?
Yet the bold Men that trace the Seas,
Bold Men, refufV: their Maker's P; aife.
[7 Vv^hat Scenes of Miracles they fee.
And never tune a Song to Thee !
While on the Flood they fafely ride.
They curfe the Hand vnat fmooths the Tide.
8 Anou they plunge in wat'ry Graves,
And fome diink Death among the Waves;
Yet the fuiviving Crew blafpheme,
Nor own the God that refcu'd them.]
9 O for fome Signal of thine Hand !
Shake 9.11 the Seas, Lord, (liske the Land,
Great Judge defcend, led Men deny
That there's a God that rules the Sky.
From
III. Sptritual SONGS. 15s
From the yoih to the xoZtb Hymn, I hope tbt
'ader -ivill fom^e the Negleci 0/ Rhime in the
rjl and Third Lines of the Stanza.
LXXI. 'Praife to God from all Creatures^
^'s H T^ Glories of my IVIaker God
M> jovful Voice foall ling,
Ard chU "'he Nations to adrre
Therr Former and their King.
'Twas his Ri^ht Hand tliatftiap'd our Clay,
And wrou eht this human Framej
But from his^own immediate Breath
Our nobler Spirits came.
We b'ing our mortal Pow'rs to God,
And worfliip with our Tongues j ^
We claim iurne Kindred with the SkieSj
And jom th' Angelic Songs.
L LetgroVling Beafts of evry Shape,
And Fowls of ev'ry Wing, ^
And Rocks, «nd Trees, and Fires, and SeaS;
Their various Tribute bring.
Ye Planets to his Honour (hine.
And Wheels of Nature roUj
Praiie him in your lanweaned Courfs
Around the ileady PoIe«
4> The Brightnefs of our Maker's Name
The wide Creation fills,
And his unbounded Grandeur flies
Beyond the heav'nly Hills.
LXXILTA^ Lord's Day; or, The Refurrcaicn c^
Chrift,
9 "O L E S T Morning, whofe young dawning
J3 Behold our rifing God, (Rays
That faw him triuTnT>h o'er the Duft,
And leave hiS dark Abode,
% In
Jtja H r M N S and B. li
^ In the cold Prifon of a Tomb,
The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving Skies had brought
The Tiiird, th' appointed Day.
3 Hell and the Grave unite their Force
To hold our God in vain,
The fleeping Conqueror arofe.
And barll their feeble Chain.
4 To thy great Name, Almighty Lord,
Thefe facred Hours we pay,
And loud Hojannas fhall proclaim
The Triumph of the Day.
[5 Salvation and immortal Praife
To our viftoriou? King ;
Let Heav'n, and Earth, and Rocks, and Sea*
With glad Hofannas ring.]
LXXIIL Doubts fcatter ids or, Spiritual Joy r€*.
Jtor'd,
X O" E N C E from my Soul, fad Thoughts be
JLJ. And leave me to my Joys, (gone,
My Tongue fhall triumph in my God,
And make a joyful Noife.
% Darkneis and Doubts had veil'd my Mind,
And dro.vn'd my Head in Tears,
Till fovYeign Grace, with fliining Rays,
Difpeli'd my gloomy Fears.
3 O what immortal Joys I felt.
And Raptures all divine.
When Jefus told me, I was his^
* And my Beloved, mine.
4 In vain the Tempter frights my Soul,
And breaks my Peace in vain j
One Glimpfe, dear Saviour, of thy Face,
Revives my Joys again.
LXXIV.
i II. spiritual SONGS. 153
^JCXIV. Repentance from a Serifs of Di'vine Caod'^
nefs-j oHj A Campiaint of ingratitude,
IS this the kind Return,
And thefe the Thanks we owe.
Thus to abufe eternal Love,
Whence all ow Bleilings flow I
To v/hat a ftubborn Frame
Has Sin reduc'd our Mind ?
What ftrange rebellious Wretches w^j
And God as ftran^eiy kind. \
3 On us he bids the Sun
Shed his reviving Rays,
For us the Skies their Circles run,
To lengthen out our Days.
\ The Brutes obey their God,
And bow their Necks to Men,
But we more bafe, more brutilh Things?
Rejeft His eafy Reign.
Turn, turn us, mighty God,
And mould our Souls afrefh,
Break, fov'reign Grace, thefe Hearts of StOBC,
And give us Hearts of Flefh.
Let old Ingratitude
Provoke our weeping Eyes,
And hourly, as new Mercies fall.
Let hourly Thanks arife.
LXXV, Spiritual and Eternal Joy 'y tt 3 The beatific
Sight of Chrift.
1 17 ROM Thee, my God, my Joys fliall rife,
X^ And run eternal Rounds,
Beyond the Limits of the Skies,
And all created Bounds.
ft The holy Triumphs of ray Soul,
Shall Death itfelf out-braye.
Leave
1
4
Leave dull Moit.^.lity behind,
And fly beyond the Grave.
3 There where my bieiTed Jsfus rt'igin^
In Keav'n's unmeafur'd Space,
I'll fpend along Brernity
In Pieafure Ind in Praife,
4 Millions o\ Years my wond'ring Eyes
Shr.li o'er thy Beauties rove.
And, enJlefs Ages, 111 adore •
The Glories of thy Love. \
[5 Sweet Jefus, evVy Smile of thine
Shall t'refh Endearments bring,
And Thou land Taftes of new Delight
From ail my Graces Ipring.
6 Hafte, my Beloved, fetch my Soul
Up to thy bleft Abode j
Fly, for my Spirit longs to fee
My Saviour and my God.]
LXXVI. The RefurreSion and Afcenfian of Chrili
1 TJO S ANNA to the Prince of Light,
•* -^ That cloath'd himfelf in Clay,
Enter'd ihe Iror. Gates of Death, J
And tore the Bars away. ;
ft Death is no more the King of Dread,
Since on'r/;^;w^;/«f/ rofe,
He took the Tyrant's Sting away, -
And fpoii'd our hellifti Foes.
^ See how the Conqu ror mounts aloft,
And to his Fattier flies.
With Scars of flonour in his Flefh, •
And Triumph in hi-? Eyes.
4. Tiiere our exalted Saviour reigns,
And fcatiers Bleflinis down,
Our Jefuifi\\% the middle Seat
Of the Cleftial Throne.
[5 Rail
II. Spirituai SONGS. 155
Raife your Devotion, mortal Tongues,
To reach hi« bled Abode,
jweet be the Accents of your Songs
To our incarnate God.
Bright Angels, Itrikejour loudeil Strings.
Ydiir fweeteft Voices raife :
Let Heav'n, and all created Things,
Sound our /ww/2/z«^/'s Praife.]
; LXXVIL The Ckrijlian Warfare.
QT AND up, my Soul, fhake off thy Fears,
\5 And gir:i the Gofpei Armour on j
March to the Gates of endlefs Jcy,
Where thy great Captain Saviour-£ gone.
Hell and thy Sins refift thy Courfe,
But Ht>l} and Sin are vanquiQiM Foes ;
Thy Jefus nail'd them to tke Crofs,
And fung the Triumph when he rofe.]
What though the Prince of Darknefs rage,
And wafte the Fury of his Spite 5
Eternal Chains confine him down
To fiery Deeps, and endlefs Night.
What though thy inward Luits rebel j
'Tis but a itruggling Gafp for Life ;
The Weapons'of vi^forious Grace
Shall flay thy &ins, and end the Strife,]
Then let my Soul march boldly on,
Pi-efs forward to the heav'nly Gate,
There Peace and Joy eternal reign,
And glittVing Robes for ConquYors wait
There Ihail I wear a flarry Crown,
And triumph in Almighty Grace j
W][»^ all the Arxnies of the Skies
Join in my glorious Leader's Praife.
H LXXVIIL
156 HYMNS and B.
LXXVIII. Redemption of Clirift.
I \X 7 HEN the firft Parents of our Raci
VV Rebeird, and lutt their God,
And the Infeftion of their Sin,
Had tainted all our Blood j
a infinite Pity touch'd the Heart
Of the Eternal SON,
Defcending from the heav'nly Court,
He left his Father's Throne.
3 Afide the Prince of Glory threw
His mod divine Array,
And wrapt his Godhead in a Veil
Of our inferior (lay.
4. His living Pow'r, and dying Love,
Redeem'd unhappy Men ;
And lais'd the Ruins of our Race
To Life and God again.
5 To Thee, dear Lord, our Fleih and Soul
We joyfully refign,
Bleft Jefusy take us for thy own,
For we are doubly thine.
6 Thine Honour fhali for ever be
The Bus'nefs of our Days,
For ever (hall our thankful Tongues
Speak thy deferved Praife.
LXXrX. Praife to the Redeemer.
1 T)LUNG'D inaGulphof darkDefpair,
1 We wretched Sinners lay,
Without one chearful Beam of Hope,
Or Spark of glimmYing Day.
X With pitying Eyes the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helplefsOrief,
He faw, and (O amazing Love !)
He ran to our R^ief,
3 Dc
I. spiritual S O N G S. 1^7
)0'An from the diining Seits abore
With joyful Hafte be fled,
:nter"d the Grave in niortai Fiefii,
And dwelt among the Dead.
le rpoird the Powers of Darknefs'thus,
And brake our Iron Chains ;
fefus has freed our Captive Souls
' From everlafling Pains.
in vain the bafRed Prince of Hell
His curfed Projefts tries,
^e, that were d'jom'd his endlefs Slave?,
Are rais'd above the Skies.]
0 for this Love let Rocks and Hills
Their lafting Silence break }
And all harmonious huimn Tongues
The Saviour's Praifes fpeak.
Yes, we will praife Thee, deareft Lord,
Our Souls are all on Flame ;
Hofanna round the fpacious Earth
To thine adored Name.
Angels alnil our mighty Joys,
Strike al! your Harps of Gold 5
But when you raife your highefl Notes,
His Lore c?.n ne'er be told.
LXXX. Cod's aivful Pcn,ver and Coodnejs,
O THE Almighty Lord!
How matchlefs is his Po\y'r!
I'remble, O Earth, beneath his Word,
While all the Heav'ns- adore.
Le'v. proud imperious Kings
• Bow low before his Throne ;
Crouch to his Feet, ye haughty Things,
Or he fhall tread you down.
Ha 3 Abov
158 HYMNS and
3 Above the Skies he reigns,
And with am-izing Blows
He deals infufFerable Pains
On his rebellious Foes.
4 Yet, everlafting God,
We love to fpeak thy Praife j
Thy Sceptre's equal to thy Rod,
■ The Sceptre of tl)y Grace.
5 The Arms of mighty L.o'fQ
Defend our Sion well,
And heav'nly Mercy walls us round
From Babylon and Hell.
6 Salvation to the King
That fits enthron'd above ;
Thus we adore the God of Mighty
And bltfs the God of Love.
LXXXr. Otir Sin the Caufe of ChriftV Deai
t AND now the Scales have left mine E'
J\ Now I begin to fee j
Oh the curs'd Deeds my Sins have done !
What murderous Things they be !
ft Were thefe the Traitors, deareft Lord,
That thy fair Body tore ? |
Monfters, that ftain'd thofe heav'nly Liml
With Floods of purple Gore >
3 Was it for Crimes that I had done,
My deareft Lord was flain,
When Jultice feiz'd God's only Son,
And put his Soul to Pain ?
4 Forgive my Guilt, O Prince of Peace>
ril wound my God no more j
Hence, from my Heart, ye Sins be gone^
For J ejus I adore.
5 Furnifh me, Lord, with heav'niy Arms,
From Grace's Magazine j
spiritual SONGS, 1S9
nd I'll proclaim eternal War
With ev'ry darling Sin.
CXII. Redemption and P rot eBion from Sfiritual
Emmies,
k
RISE, my Soul, my joyful Pow'rs,
^ And triumph in my God J
wake, my Voice, and loud proclaim
! His glorious Grace abroad.
e rii-'d me from the Deeps of Sin,
The Gates of gaping Hell,
nd fix'd my Standing more fecure
I Than 'twas before I fell.
I'he Arms of everlafting Love
Beneath my ?oul b.e placed,
Lnd on the Rock of Ages fet
My flippVy Footfteps faft.
:he City of my bleft Abode
' Is vvaird around with Grace,
Salvation for a Bulwark ftands /
\ To fhield the Sacred Place^
:atan may vent his fharpeft Spite,
And all his Legions roar,
Umighty Mercy guards my Life,
And bounds his raging Pow'r.
,^rife, my Soul, awake, my Voice,
And Tunes of Pleafure fmg,
Loud Hallelujahs ftiall addrefs
My Saviour and my King.
CXXIIL The Paffion and Exaltation of Chrift.
HUS faith the Ruler of the Skies,
_ Awake my dreadful Savord]
Anvake, my Wrathy and fmite the Man,
My Felio^Vi faUk the Lord.
j6o HY M N S And B
i Vengeance received the dread Command,
And armed down fhe flies,
Jefus 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 Peifon fo divine as he,
Who yielded to be flain.
That he could give his Soul aw^ay,
And take his Life again.
5 Live, glorious Lord, and reign on high,
Let tvVy Nation iing,
And Angels found .vith entllefs Joy
The Saviour and the King.
LXXXIV. rhe fame,
I f^ O M E, all harmonious Tongues,
V>« Your n 'bleft Mufic brinij,
*Tis Chriji, the everlafting God,
And Chrijly tlie Man, we fnig.
a Tell how he took our Flefli,
To take away our Guilr,
Sing the dear D ops of facred Blood
That hellifli Monfter Ipilt.
[3 Alas, the cruel Spear
Went deep into his Side,
And the rxii Flood of purple Gore
Their murd'rous Weapons dy'd.]
[4 The Waves of fwelling Grief
Did o'er his Bofom roll,
And Mountains of Almighty Wrnth
Lay heavy on his Soul.]
5 Down to the Shades of Death
He bowMJiis awful Head j
fl. SpirHual SONGS. i6i
^et ht arofe to live and reign.
When Death itfelf is dead,
'^o more the bloody Spear,
The Crofs and Nails no more j
f?or Hell itfelf fhakes at his Name,
i And all the Heav'ns adore.
iThere the Redeemer fits
i High on the Father's Throne j
iThe Father lays his Vengeance by,
I And fmiles upon his Son.
(There his full Glories fhine
' With uncreated Rays,
And blefs his Saints and Angels Eyes
To cverlafting Days.
LXXXV. Sufficiency of Pardon,
WHY does your Face, ye humble Souls,
Thofe mournful Colours wear?
What Doubts are theie that wafte your Faith,
And nourilh your Defpair ?
What, though your num'rous Sins exceed
The Stars that fill the Skies,
And aiming at th' Eternal Throne,
Like pointed Mountains rife ?
\ What, though your mighty Guilt beyond
The wide Creation fwell,
And has its curs'd Foundations laid
Low as the Deeps of Hell ?
|. 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 j
Now if we fearch to find our Sins,
Our Sins can ne'er be found.
H 4 6 Awake^
iSz HT M N S and B. II
% Awake, our Hearts, ador« the Grace
That buries all our Faults,
And pardoning Blocd that (wells above
Our Follies and our Thoughts.
LXXX VI. Frttdomfrmt im and Mifery in Heavn
I f~^ V R SinfS, ala^, how ftrong they be !
\_i* And like-a yiolertt Sea,
They b;e..k our Duty, Lord, to Tiwe,
And hurry us away.
1 The Waves of T'ouble howthcyTifc ! ,^
How laud the Tempefts roar ! \
Bat Death fh^^U land our weary Souh.
Safe on the heav'nly Shoi e.
3 There to fulfil his fweet Commands
Our fneedy Feet (hall move,
No Sin fliali clog our winged Zeal,
Or cool our bu. ning Love.
4 There (hall we fit, and C\r,g, and tell
The Wonders of his Grace,
Till heav'nlv Raptr.res fire our Hearts,
And fmile in ev€ry Face.
5 For ever V's dear facred Name
Shall dwell upon our Tongue,
And y^Jifs and SaJvation be
The Clofe of evVy Song.
LXXXVIL Tbt Diinm Glories abowi Mir Red/on,
I T T O W wond'rous great, how gloriou
XX Mud our Creator be, (brigh
Who dwells amidit the dazzling Light !
Of yait Infinity ?
a Our (oaring Spirits vi^wards rife
TowVd the Celeftial Throne,
Fain would w.e fee the blefied Three,
A«d the Almighty One.
3 Oui
S ii. spiritual SONGS. 163
3 Our Reafon ftretches ali its Wings,
And climbs above the Skies ;
. But lliil how far beneath thy Feet
Our grov'ling Reafon iies !
[4 Lord, here we bend oar humble Souls,
And awfaliy adoi e j
For tlie \Teak Pinions of our Mind
Can itretch a Thought no more.]
5. Thy Glories infinitely rile
Above GUI J'nb'.ing Tongue j.
In vain the higheil Seraph tries
To form an equal Song.
^6 In humble Nbtes our Faith adores
The great mvileri us King,
While' Angels ibain their nobler Pow'rSj
And fweep tir im.inortjl String.]
LXXXVIir. Salvation.
1 QALVATION! O the joyful Soufld !
O 'Tis Pleafure to our Ears j
A fov'reign Balm for ev'ry Wound,
A Cordial for our Fears.
2 Bury'd in Sorrow and in Sin,
At Hell's dark Door we lay 5 ^
But we arife by Grace divine
To fee a heav'nly Day.
3 Salvation ! iet the Eccho fly
The fpacious Earth around.
While ali the Armies of the Sky
Confpire to raife the Sound.
LXXXIX. Chrift's Viaory onjey Satan,
3 TJOSANNA to our conqi ring King,
"^^ The Prince of Darknefs flies,
His Troops rufh headlong down to Heil,
Like Lightning from the Skies*
H 5 3 There
1 64 H r M N S and B. IL
2 There, hound in Chains, the Lions roar,
r.nd fright the refcu'd Sheep ;
i^ur he vy B.^rs conline their Pow'r
And Milice to the Deep.
;y Uofavni to cnu' conqu'jing King,
"All hail incsrnate Love !
Ten Thctifand Songs and (j1 ries wait
To crown thy Head ahove.
4 Thy Vict'iies, and thy deathlefs Fame,
Through the wide World fliall run,
hw^ everUiling Agesfing
The Tiiumphs thou haft won,
XC. faith in Chriil for ParJ.cn and SanSiiJication.
I |1J O ^ ^ad our State by Nature is !
K~X Our Sin how deep it Hum !
And Satan binds our captive Minds
Fail in his flavifli Chains,
i But there's a Voi e of fov'reign Grace
Sounds from the facred Word,
Ho, J-' J^fp airing Sifiners come^
And truj] upon the Lord.
3 My Soul obeys th' Almighty Call,
And runs to this Relitf ;
I would believe thv Promife, Lord,
Oh, help my Unbelief.
[4 To the dear Fountain of thy Blood,,
Incarnate God, I fly,
Here let me wafh my fpotted Soul
From Crimes of deepeft Dye.]
5 Stretch our thine Arm, victorious King,
My reigning Sins fubdue,
Drive the old Dragon fr )ra his Seat,
With all his hellifli Crew.
♦ A guilty, weak, and helplefs Worm,
On thy kind Arms I f;tU $
E'
II. Spiritual SONGS. slf
Be thou my Strength and Righteoufnefs,
My JeJiiSy and my All.
XCI. The Glory c/Chrift in Hea^in.
OThe Delights, the heav'nly Joys,
The Glories of the Place,
Where Jefus Hieds the brighteft Beams
Of his o"erilowing Gi ace !
Sweet Ms-jefty and awful Love
Sir frniling on his Brow,
And all the gl rious Ranks above.
At humble Dillance bow.
; Princes, to his imperial Name,
Bend their bright Sceptics down,
Dominions, Thrones, and Pcw'rs rejoice
To fee him wear the Crown.]
Archangels found his lofty Praife
Through ev'ry heav'nly Street j
And lay their highirft Honours down,
Submiflive at his Feet.
Thofe foft, thofe blefled Feet of his.
That once rude Iron tore.
High on a Throne of Light they ftand,
And all the Saints adore.
His Head, the dear Maieftick Head,
That cruel Thorns did wound.
See what immortal Glories fliine.
And circle it around.
This is the Man, th' exalted Man,
Whom we unfeen adore ;
But when our Eyes behold his Face,.
Our Hearts fhall love him more-
8 Lord, how our Souls are all on Fire
To fee thy bleft Abode,
Our Tongues rejoice in Tunes of Praife
To our incarnate God,
H 6 9 And
i<?6 H r M N S and B. I
9 And wliilll our Faith enjoys this Sight,
We long to leave our Clay,
And uifh thy fiery Chariot?, Lord,
To fetch our Souls away.]
XCII, The Church fwoed^ and her Enemies d\fa^
poi?ited,
Compopd the ^th cf Novemher^ 1694.
I QH OUT to the Lord, and let our Joys
O Through the whole Nations run j
Ye BritiJ?j Skier, refound the Noife
Be\ond the rifmsj Sun.
a Thee, mighty God, our Souls admire.
Thee, our glad Voices iing,
And join with the CelelHal Choir
To praife th' Eternal King.
5 Thy Fow'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 fhakes their Babel down.
[5 There 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'fj ;
Praife to the Lord that broke the Snare
Their curfed. hands had laid.]
7 In vain the bufy Sons of Hell
Still new Rebellions try,
Their Souls fhall pine with envious Rage,
And vex away and die,
2 Almigh
II. spiritual SONGS. 167
/\lmigl">ty Grace defends our Land
From their nnaiicious Povvt j
Let Britaifi with united Songs
Almighty Grace adore.
ixCIIL God ally and in all, Ffalm Ixxlii. 25.
i 'A yf Y God, my Life, my Love,
iVi To Thee, to Thee, I call,
I cannot live, if thoH remove,.
For thou art All in All.
.. Thy (hining Grace can chear
This Dungeon where I dwell j _^
'Tis Paradife~'when thou art here, jH
If thou depart,, 'tis Hell.] ^
3 The SmiHngs of thy Face,
How amiable they are!
Tis-Heav'n to reft in thine EmbracCj^
And no wher^ elfe but there.]
4 To Thee, and Thee alone,
The Angels owe their Biifs ;
They fit aroand thy gracious Throne,.
And dwell where Jefus is.]
5 Not all the Harps above
Can make a heavenly Place,
If God his Refidence remove^
Or but conceal his Face.]
; Nor Earth, nor all the Sky,
Can one Dehght afford.
No, not a Drop of real Jojr
Without thy Prefence, Lord. |,
7 Thon art the Sea of Love, j'':
Where all my Pleafures roll; i;
The Circle where my Paffions movCj
And Center of my Soul. ,;
1^8 To Thee my Spirits fly .
With infinite Defire, ^ . %
And ijii
i68 H r M N S and B.I]
And yet how far from Thee I lie !
Dear Jefus^ raife me higher.
XCIV. Godmy only Happinefs^ Pfalm Ixxiii. 25.
I ^ yT Y God, my Portion, and my Love,
1.VA My everlafting All,
I've none but Thee in Heav'n above.
Or on this eaithly Ball.
[2 What ernpcy Things are all the Skies,
Aad this inferior Clod ?
There's Mothing here deferves my Joys,
There's nothing like my God.]
[3 In vain the bright, the burning Sun,
Scatters his feeble Light j
'Tis thy fweet Beams create my Noon j
If thou withdraw, 'tis Night.
4 And whilft upon my reftlefs Bed,
Amongft the Shades, I roll.
If my Redeemer fhew his Head,
'Tis Morning v/ith my Soul.]
5 To Thee we owe our Wealth and Friends,
And Health and fafe Abode 5
Thanks to thy Name for meaner Things,
But they are not my God.
6 How vain a Toy is glitt'ring Wealth,
If once compard to Thee ?
Or what s my Safety, or my Health,
Or ail my Friends to me ?
7 Were I PoffefTor of the Earth,
And call'd the Stars my own.
Without thy Graces and thyfelf,.
I was a Wretch undone.
S Let others ftretch their Arms like Seatj
And grafp in all the Shore,
Grant me the Vifils of thy F'ace,
And I defire bo more.
[. spiritual SONG S. iH
;CV. Look on hun, n.ishom they pierced, and
mourn
KN F I N I T E Grief ! amazing Woe I
Behold my bleeding Lord;
lell and the y^-z^,'.' confpir'd his Death,
And us"d the Roman Sword.
3h the (harp Pangs of fmarting Pain
My de^r Redeemer bore,
When ki'xott)- Whips, and ragged ThornSj
His Tacred Body tore !
But knotty Whips, and ragged Thorns^
In vai-n do I accufe,
In vain I blame the Roman Bands,
And the more fpiteful Je^cvs,
Twere you, my Sins., my crwiel Sins,
His chief Tormexitors were;
Each of my Crimes became a NaiU
And Unbelief the Spear.
'Twere you tbat pull'd the Vengeance down
Upon his guiltlefs Head ;
Break, break, my Heart, O burft, mine Eyes,
And let my Sorrows bleed.
Strike, mighty Grace, my flinty Soul,
Till riiciting Waters fl -w.
And deep Repentance drown mine Eyes
In undifTembkd Woe.
XCVI. Dijlingui/iing Lo've ; or, Angels pumjbed^
and Menfa'ved.
, T^O WN headlong, from their native Skies^
XJ The Rebel- Angels fell,
And Thunder-bolts ot flaming Wrath.
Purfu d them deep to HelL
% Down from the Top of earthly Biifs
Rebellious Man was hurl'd 5
■A
i
xjc HYMNS and
And Jefus ftoop'd beneath the Grave,
To reach a finking World.
3 O Love of infinite Degree !
Unmeafurable Grace I
Mull Heaven's eternal Darling die
To fave a traitorous Race ?
4- Muft Angels fink for ever down.
And burn in quenchlefs Fire,
While God forfakes his fhining Throne,
To raife us Wretches higher ?
5 Oh ! for this Love, let Earth and Skies
With Hallelujahs nn^y
And the full Choir of human Tongues
All Hallelujahs fing.
- XCVIL The fame.
J T7ROM Heav'n the finning Angels fell,
X^ And Wrath and Darknefs chain"d thei
But Man, vile Man, forfook his Blifs, (dowr.
And Mere)' lifts him to a Crown.
a Amazing Woi k of fovYeign Grace,
That could diltinguifli Rebels fo !
Our guilty Treafons calPd aloud
For everlafting Fetters too.
3 To Th-ee, to Thee, Almighty Love,
Our Souls, ourfelves, our All we pray j
Millions of Tongues (liall found thy Praife
On the bright Hills of heav'nly Day.
XCVIIL Hardnefs of Heart complained of .
I "^ /T Y Heart, how dreadful hard it is !
iSx How heavy here it lies.
Heavy and cold within my Breaft,
Juft like a Rock of Ice !
a Sin, like a raging Tyrant, fits
Upon this flinty Throne,
An(
.tl. Spiniual SONGS. ^7^
And ev'ry Grace Vies bui y'd deep
Beneath this Heart of S^one.
How {Adorn do I rife fo God,
Or tafte the Joys abive ?
This Mountain p effes down this I'aith^
Apd chills my AimugLoye.
Wlien frailing Me. xy courts my Soul
With allits heav'nly Charms,
This ftubborn, this relentlels 1 hin.g,
Would thruft it from my Arms.
Agaiiift the Thunders ot thy Word,
Rebellious I have flood } „,^..
My Heart ! it Hiakes not at the V/rath
And Terrors of a God.
Dear Saviour, deep this Rock of mme
In thine own Cnmlon Sea .
None but ?. B.ith of Blood divme
Can melt the Mint away.
XCIX. The Book of God's Decrees.
LET the whole Race of Creatures li^
AbasM before th^n- God ;
WhateVr his fov'reign Voice has formed
He governs with a Nod.
^ TenThoufand Ages e^er the Skies
Were into Motion brought }
All the long Years, and Wor ds to come,
Stood pi-efent to his Thought.
, There^S not a Sparrow, or a V/orm,
But's found in Ins Decrees;
He raifes Monarchs on their Ihi ones,
And finks them as he pleale. J
4. If Light attends the Courfe I run,
'Tis he provides thole Rays ;
And 'tis his Hand that hides my Sun,
If Darknefs cloud my Days.
Yet
17* HYMNS and B. II.
5 Yet I would not be nrnch concern'd,
Nor vainl\ Icng to fee
The Volumne of his deep Decrees,"
What Months are writ for me.
6 When he reveals the Book of Life,
O may I r^ad my Name
Amonrft rhe chofen of his Love,
The FQll'wers of the Lamb.
C. The Prefena of Chrift is the Life of my Soul
[i I_J O W full of Anguifh is the Thought >
£i How it diftraiFs and tears my Heart ?
If God at'laft, my fov'ieign Judge,
Should frown, and bid my Seul, Depart.l
a Lord, when I quit rhis earthly Stage,
Whei f (hal! I fly but to thy Hi eaft ?
For I have fought no oihcr Home j
For I have learr t no other Reft.
3 I cannot live contented here,
Without Ibme C-limpfes oi' thy Face;
And Heav'n, w ithout thy Prefence there,
W^ould be a dark and tiiefome Place.
4 When earthly Caies engrofs the Day,
And hold my Thoughts afide from 1 hee.
The {hiring Hours of chearfal Light,
Are long and tedious Years to me.
5 And if no Ev'ning Vifjt's paid
Between my Saviour and my Soul,
How dull the Night ! how fad the Shade J
How moi'rnfully the Minutes roll!
6 This Flefti of mine might learn as foon
To live, yet part with all my Blood j
To bieathe when vital Ai;- is gene.
Or thrive and grow without my Food.
[7 ChnJI is my Light, my Love, my Care,
My bleffed Hope, my heav'nly Prize j
Dearer
•}. IL spiritual SONGS. J/.
Dearer than all my Paffions are,
My Limbs, ray Bowels, or mv Eyes,
g The Strings that twine about my Hear^
Tortures and Racks may tear them oit ;
But they can r.ever, never part
With their dear Hold of Ckrrji my Love.J
To My God ! and can an humble Child,
That loves Thee with a Flame fo high,
Be never from thy Face exild
Without the Pity of thine Eye ?
,0 Impcflible — For thine own Hands J
Have vied my Hearc Co fail to Thee ; K
And ia the Book the Promifeftands,
That where thou art, thy Friends niuft be. J
CI. The World's three chief Temptations.
X 1 X 7 H E N, in the Light of Faith Divine,
VV We look on Things below,
Honour, an J Gold, and fenfual Joy,
How vain and dang'rous too ?
[a Honour's a Puff of noify Breath ;
Yet Ivlen expqfe their Blood,
And venture everlafting Death
To gain that airy Good.
3 Whilft others ftarve the nobler Mind,
And feed on-(hining Duft 5
They rob the Serpent of his Food,
' 'T indulge a fordid Luft.]
4 The Pieafures that allure our Senfe
Are dang'rous Snares to Souls;
There's hut a Drop of fiait'ring S ACet,
And dafli'd with bitter Bowl^.
5 God is my AU-fufficient Gojd,
My Portion and my Choice ;
In him my vaft Defires are fiU'd,
And ail my Pow'rs rejoice.
174 HYMNS and F. II.
6 In vain tlie World accofts my Ear,
And ten)pts tnv Heart tnevvj
I cannot buy your Blif. To dear,
Nor pa it with Heavn for you.
CII, A happy RefurreSiion.
1 "KJT O, I'll repine at Deith no more,
I "' Biit wirh a chearfiil Gafp refigH
To '!'e c Id Dinge n of the Grave,
Thefe d iiig, withYing Limbs of mine.
a Let Worms devour my waiting Flefli,
And crurobic a'l my Boius to Duft j
My God (ha'l raife my Frame anew.
At thr Revival of the Juft.
3 Break, (acied ^'orning, through the Skies,
BriiiL tliat drli.htfui, dresdful. Day;
Cui ^bort the Hours, dear Lord, and come,
Tliy liiigVing W heels, how long they ftay !
[4. Our weary Spiri's faint to fee
The Light of thy returning Face,
And hear the L.mguage of tho'e Lips,
Where God has flird his richeit Grace.]
[5 Hafte tlien upon the Wings of Love,
Roufe all the pious fleepjng Clay,
That we may join in heav'nly Joys,
And fmg the Triumph of the Day.]
CHI. ChriftV CommiJ/lon, John iii. i6, 37.
s /^OME, happy Souls, approach your God,
VJ With new melodious Songs j
Come, render to Almighty Grace
The Tribute of your Tongues,
a So ftrange, fo boundlefs was the Love,
That pity'd dying Men,
The Father fent his equal Son
To give them Life again.
^ 3 Thy
B. II. Spiritual SONGS. 175
j3 Thy Hands, d^-rji'/us, 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 forfook the Throne;
When Chriji on the kind Errand came.
And brought Salvation down.
5 Here, Sinneis, you may heal your Woundss
And wipe your Sorrows dry ;
Truft in the mighty Saviour's Nams,
And you fhall never die.
£ See, dearert Lord, our willing Souls
Accept thine offer d Grace j
We biefs the great Redeemer's Love,
And give the Father Praife.
CIV. Th fame,
t TJ A I S E your triumphant Songs .
X\. To an immortal Tune,
Let the veide Earth refound the Deeds
Celeftial Grace has done,
a Sing how eternal Love
Its chief Beloved chofe,
And bid him raife our wretched Race
From their Abyfs of Woes.
3 His Hand no Thunder bears.
Nor Terror clothes his Brovv,
No bolts to drive our guilty Souls
To fiercer Flames below.
4 'Twas Mercy fiil'd the Throne,
And Wrath ftood filent by.
When Chrifi was fent with Fardon down
To Rebels doom'd to die.
5 Now Sinners, dry your Tears,
Let hopelefs Sorrow ceafe j
F
176 HTMNS and B. lit
Bovf to the Sceptre of iiis Love,
And take the ofFer'd Peace.
6 Lord, we obey thy Call,
We by an humble Claim
To the balvation thou haft brought,
And love and praife thy Name.
CV. Repentance jionxiingfrvm the Patience of God,
I j4 N D are we Wretches yet alive ?
J\ And do we yet rebel ?
'Tisboundlefs, 'tis amazing Love,
That bears us up from Hell,
s The Burthen of our weighty Guilt
Would link us down to Flames,
And threatening Vengeance rolls above,
To crufli olir feeble Frames.
3 Almighty Goodntfs cries, For bear ^
And ftrait the fhunder ftays 5
And dare we now provoke his Wrath,
And weary out his Grace?
4. Lord, we have long abusM thy Love,
Too long induig d our Sin j
Gur aching Harts e'en bleed to fee
What Rebels we have been.
5 No more, ye Lults, fhall ye command.
No more will we obey ;
Stretch out, O God, tliy conqu'ring Hand,
And diive thy Foes away.
CVL Repentance at the Crofs, .
J /^ If my Soul was form'd for Woe,
\J How would I vent my Sighs !
Repentance fiiould like Rivers flow
From both my ftreaming Eyes.
s 'Twas for my Sins my deareft Lord
Hung on the curfed Tree,
And
n, spiritual SONGS. 177
And grcan'd away a d} ing Life
icrThee, my Scul, for Thee.
0 how I hate thofe Lufts of mine.
That cruc"i!y'd ray God ;
Thofe Sins that pierc'd and nail'd his Flefli-.
Faft torhetatal Wood.
Yes, my dear Redeemer, they Ihall die^
My Heart has fo decreed ;
Nor will I fpare the guilty Things
That vade my baviour bjeed.
Whilft, with a melting broken Heart,
My muider'd Loid I view,
I'll raife Revenge againft m Sins, .
And flay the Muid'rers too.
CVTI. The euerlajiing Abfence of Gvd intoleraUe .
THAT awfal Day will furely come,
Th' appointed Hour makes halle,
When I mult Hand oefore my Judge,
And pafs the foiem.n Teft.
Thou lovely Chief of all my Joys,
Thou Sov reign of my Heart,
How could I bear to hear thy Voice *
Pronounce the Sound, Depart?
£3 TheThunder of that difmal Word
Would fo torment my Ear,
'Twould tear my Soul afunder, Lord,
With moftturmentmg Fear.]
£4 What, to be banifti'd from my Life,
And yet forbid to die ?
To linger in eternal Pain,
Yet Death for ever fly ?]
5 O wretched State of deep Defpair,
^Iq lee my God remove,
And fix my doleful Station where
I muft not tafte his Love.
5 Jefus
tji HYMN Sand f
6 Jefusy I throw my Arms around,
And hang upon thy Breait ;
Without a gracious Smile froui Thee,
My Spirit cannot reil.
7 O tell me that my worthlefs Name
Is graven on thy Hands,
Shew me fom.e Promile in thy Book
Where my Salvation ftands.
[8 Give me one kind afluring Word
To link my Fcais again ;
And chearfuliy my Soul (hall wait
Her Threfcoie Years and Ten.]
CVIII. Accefs to the Throne of Grace by
Mediator.
X /^ O ME, let us lift our joyful Eyes
V>^ Up to the Court above.
And fmile to fee our Father there
Upon a 1 hrone of Love,
a Once 'twas a Seat of dreadful Wrath, ^
And fhot devouring Flame j
Our God appeared Confuming Fire,
And Vengeance was his Name,
3 Rich were the Drops of Jtfiis'' Bloed
That calm'd his frowning Face,
That fpnnkled o'er the burning Throne,
And turn'd his Wrarh to Grace.
^ Now we may bow before his Feet,
And venture near the Lord ;
No fiery Cherub guaids his Seat,
Nor double-flamiiig Sword,
5 The peaceful Gates of heav'niy Bllfs
Are open'd by the Son^
High let us raife our Notes of Praife,
And reach tb' Almighty Throne.
6 To Thee Ten Thoufand Thanks we briflg,
Great Advocate on high j
An
I. spiritual S 0 N G S.. :79
,nd Glory to tir eternal King-
That lays his Fury by,
CIX. rhe Darkfufs of Fro-vtdena.
LO R D, we adore thy vaft Defigns.
Th' obfcure Abyfs of Providenc?',
Too deep to found with mottal Lines,
Poo dark to view with feeble Senfe,
<Jow thou array'ii thine awful Face,
n angry Frowns, without a Smile;
^''e through the Clcudbel-eve thy Grace,
iecure of thy Compaffions itill.
Through Seas and Sterms of deep Diftre;?-
VVe fail by Faith, and not by Sight ;
?aith guides us in the Wilderneis,
rhro^h all the Briars and the Night,
Dear Father, if thy lifted Rod
Refolve lo fcourge us here below;
Still we muft lean upon our God,
Tl-.inc Arm fnall brar us fafcly through.
>C. Triu?}iph onjer Death, in Hops of the Rffur ^
rettion.
h N D muft this Body die ?
j\^ This mona! Frame decay? _
■And muft thefe adive Limbs of mine
Lie mouldYing in the Clay ?
Corruption, Earth and Worms,
bhaii but refine this Fleili, j
Till my triumphant Spirit comes
To put it on afrefli.
God my Redeemer lives,
And'orten from the Sl^ies
Looks down, and vvatehes all ray Dufi,
Till he ftiail bid it rife,
I .4 Array'd
I
i8o HYMNS and B. !
4 Array'd in glorious Grace
Shall thefe vile Bodies fnine,
And evYy Shape, and evVy Face,
Look heav'nly and divine.
5 Thtfe lovely Hopes we owe j
To Jefus' fiyJiig Love ; }
V/e would adore his Grace below, |
And iing his Pow'r above. \
6 Dear Lord, accept the Praife
Of thefe our humble Songs,
Till Tunes ot noble/ Sound we raifs
With our immortal Tongues.
CXL l'ha7ikfgi'ving for ViBory^ or, God's Di
nion-y and our Ddi-verance,
1 'yl O N rejoice, and Judab fmg j
^ The Lord affumes his Throne j
Let Britain o-ah tiie heav'nly King,
And make his Glories known.
2 The Great, the Wicked, and the Proud,
From their high Seats are hurl'd j
Jehonjah rides upon a Cloud,
And thunders through the World.
3 He reigns upon tli' eternal Hdls,
Diftributes mortal Crov^ns,
Empires are fixM beneath his Smiles,
And totter at his FrovN-ns.
5 Navies that rule the Ocean wide.
Are vanquidrd by his Breath j
And Legions, arm'd with Fow'r and Pride
Defcend to watYy Death.
5 Let Tyrants make no more Pretence
To vex our happy L md ;
Jeho'vab'''s Name is our Defence,
Our Buckler is his Hand.
[6 Long may the King, our Sovereign, live,
To rule us by his Word,
jj. spiritual S O N OS. i8i
knd all tb« Honours he c?.n give,-
Be ©ffer^d to the Lord.]
•XII. Arigrlsm!?:i/^n^:gtoChr]^.a?:dSainfs.
ORE AT God, to ^vhat a glorious Height
Haft ibou ^dvanc'd the Lord ih).^ Son?
a^np-els, in all their Robes ot Light,
^re made th^ Servants of his Thion*.
Sefore his Feet their Armies vvair,
\nd fwift as Flames of Fire they move,
ro,T.an.gehisAifairsof State.
in Works of Vengeance or ot i.ove.
H's Orders run through all their Hsfts,
Let ions defcend at hi« Command,
^-o^fl^ieid and guard the Bntt/hC-j^^ks,
When foreign Rage invades our^x^and
Now they are ient to guard our reel
Upon the Gates of thin^ Abode,
Through all the Dangers that we meet
In travelling the heavhiiy Road.
■ Lord, when I leave this mortal Grounc^
'And thou Ihaltbid me life and come,
Send a beloved Angel down
Safe to conduCl my Spirit acme.
CXIII. The fame. ^
THE Maiefty o'£ Sol onion I
How glonous to brhold !
The Servants vv'aiting rou,r,d his Throne,
' The Iv'ry and the/Ooid !
■ But. mighty God, thy HPalace fhines
'- With far' fuperior Beams ;
Tbtne Anc ■ 1 Guards are l^vift as Winds,
Thy Minifters are Flames.
'3 Soon as thine only Son had made
His Entjance on the Earth,
1 82 HYMNS and S, I
A fhining Army downward fled
To celebrate his Birth.
4 And when oppicft with Pains and Kears,
On the coUi Ground he lies,
Behold a heav'rJy Form appears
T' allay his Agonies.]
5 Now to the Hands ot Chrijl our King
Are ail their Legions giv'n j
They wait upon his Saint?, and bring
His chofen Heirs to HcAv'n.
6 Pleafure and Praife run through their Hoi*
To fee a Sinner turn }
Then Satan hat a Captive loft.
And Ckriji a Subjea 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 ! Gould I fay, without a Doubt,
There fhall my Soul be found,
Then let the great Arch-Angel fhout,
And the lalt Trumpet found.
CXIV. ChriftV Death, Fiaory, and Dominion.
J T Sing my Saviour's wondVous Death j
X He CftnquerM when he fell j
"Tis/ni/b'd, faid his dying Breath,
And Ihook the Gates ot Hell. >
2 ""Tis ^nijh^d, our Emanuel cries,
The dreadful Work is done j
Hence fhall his fov'reign Throne arife.
His Kingdom is begun.
3 His Crofs a fure Foundation laid
For Glory and Renown,
When through the Regions of the Dead
He pafs'd to reach the Crown.
4. Exaltec
Spii'iiual S 0 N G S. iS3
Ixalted at his Fa-:ii?r's Side
Sits our victorious Lcid ;
o Hcav'n and lidl h;s H^nds divide
The Vengeance r Reward.
t'he Saints, from hi* propitious Eye,
Await their I'evtral Crowns,
Uul all the Sons of Darknefs fly
The Terrors of his Frowns.
[V. GofI the Avenger of bis Sain/ J', or, Mu
Kingdom Supreme.
HIGH as the Heav'ns above the Ground
Reigns the Creator, God,
Wide as the whole Creation's Bound
Extends his awful Rod.
Let Princes of exalted State
To him afcribe their Crown,
Render their Homage at his Feet,
And caft their Glories down.
Know that his Kingdom is fupreme.
Your lofty Thoughts aie vain ;
He calh you Gods, that awful Name,
But ye mull die like Men.
T^-tn let the Sovereigns of the Globe
N®r daie to vex the Juftj
He puts on Vengeance like a Robe,
And treacis tl-Te Worm to Dull.
Ye Judges of the Earth, be wife,
And think on Heav'n with Fear;
The mea>-.eft Saint that you defpife.
Has an Avenger there.
CXVI. Merdis and Thanks.^
HOW can I fink with fuck a Prop
As my eternal God,
-Who bears "the Earth^s huge Pidars up,
And foreads the Heavens abroad ?
T ^ p, Ho'
>g4- H r M N S and B. I. i
2 \\o\-i can I die wbi)^^^//yj lives.
Who rofe and left We Dead ?
Pardon and G ace my Soul receives
Frv m mine exalted Head.
J All thst I am, aud all I have.
Shall be for ever thme ;
Whr,te'er my Duty bids nie give.
My chearful Hands refjgn.
4 Yei if I might make feme Referve,
And Duty did not call,
I love mv God with Zed fo £:reat'.
That I fiiouid give him all.
'I
CXVII. L\n}'. Kg and dying 'V£ lib God prefe .
Csnnot bear thy Abfence, Lord,
^ My Life expires if Thou depart ;
Be then, my Heart, ftill near my Gc(I»
And Thow, my God, be near my Heart.
I was not born for Eaith and Sin,
N.r can I live on Things fo vile \,
Yet I would flay my Father's Tinie,
And hope and wait for Hftav'n a while.
Then, deareft Loid, in thine P>iiibrace
Letine refign my fleeting- Breath,
And, wifh a Smile upon my Face,
Pafs the iir.po:t>nt Hour of Death.
CXVHL rhe Prlef.hood of Chrift.
BLOOD has a Voice to pierce the Skies j
Re'vcfjge, the Blood of Abel cries :
But the dear Stream, vshen Chrif] v.as flain,
Speaks Peace, as loud, from ev'ry Vein.
Pardon and Peace from God on high.
Behold he lays hi3,Venge^'nce by,
And Fv'.-bels, that deferv'd his Sword,
Become the Favj-iies of the Lo:d.
i85
L
Spiriiual SONGS,
-c Jepjs let our Praifes rife,
/ho oave his Lite a Sacrifice ;
low I^ appears bef. re his God
,nd for our Pardon pleads his Blood.
ADEN with Guilt, and full of Fcaw,
i / " I fly to Thee, my Lord,
tiTd not a Glimpfe of Hope appears
Butinthy written Wo, d.
The Volume of my Father's Grace
Does 3.11 my Griefs affwage j
hlere I behold my Saviour's Face
Almoft in ev'ry Page.
This is the Field where hidden lies
The Pearl of Price unknown ;
That Merchant is divinely wife.
Who makes the Pearl his own.
Here confecrated Water flows
To quench my Thirft of Sin ;
Here the fair Tree of Knowledge grows,
-No Danger d'.veils therein.]
This is theiudge that ends^she Strife
Where Wit and Reafon fail 5
Mv Guide to everlalnng Life,
Through al! this gloomy Vale. ^
O may tby Counfels, mighty God, .
My roving Feet commmd,
Nor I forfake the happy i^oad
That leads to thy Right Hand.
' CXX. rhe La-iv and Go/pel joined in Scripture.
3 ri-^HE Lord declares his Will,
1 And keeps the V/orld in Awe j
Amidft the Smoke on Stnai^ Hill,
lireaks out his fiery Law.
J«6 HYMNS and 13,1
2 The Lcrd reveals his Face, i
And, fmiling from above,
Seiids doun the G^ fpel cf his Grace,
Th' Ep'ltles of his Love,
.^ Thefe facred Words impart
Ouj Maker's juft Commands j
The Pity of his melting Heart,
And Vengeance of his Har.ds.
[4 Hence we awake our Fear,
We draw onr Ccmfort hence;
The Arms of Grace are trealur'd here,
And Armour of Defence.
5 We iearn Chriji crucify'd,
And here behold his Blood;
All Arts and Knowledges befide
Will do us little Good.]
6 We read the heav'nly Word,
We take the offered Grace.
Obey the Statutes of the Lord,
And trr.ft his Promifes.
7 In vain fhal! Satan rage
Ag^inft a Book divine ;
Where Wrath and Lightning guards the Pi
Wiiere Beams of Meicy fhiae.
CXXL Ihe La^ij and Gofpel difingwjhed.
1 '^ HE Law c-mmands, and makes us know
X 'What Dii ies to our God we owe;
But'tis the Gofpel mull reveal
Where lies car Strength to do his Will.
1 The Law difcovers Guilt and Sin^
And (hcvvc how vile our Hearts have been,
Only the Gofpel can exp«-e.fs
Forgiving Love and cleanfmg Grac?.
3 What Curfes d Mh the Law denounce
Againa the Min that fails but once?
But
IT. Spiritual SONG S. 187
But in the Gofpel Ckri/i appears
p^rd^ning the Gu:U ot numYous \ears.
Mv Soul, no more attempt to draw
' Ihy Life and Comfort from the Law,
Fly to the Hops the Gorp--l gives j
The Man that trails the Promife, lives.
W. eXXII. Retirement and Meditation.
, TV /r Y God, permit me not to be
IV 3 A Stranger to myied and x hee ,
Atr.Ktft a Thouland i hongh.ts I rove,
Forgettui of my' higheft Love.
,, Why lliould my Pailions mix with Earth,
And thus debafe my heavenly Birth ?
Why ftiould I cleave to Things beiow,
And let mv God, my SaviOur, go ?.
2 Call me away from FleOi and Senfe
^ One ibv^rei^ Word can draw me thence,
I would obey the Voice DiVine,^
And all inferior Joys rehgn.. _
4 Be Earth with all her Scenes withdrawn i
' Let Noife and Vanity be gonej
In fecret Silence of the Mind
» My Heav'n, and thsre my God, I ^md.
CXXin. rise Bsne/t of public Ordinances,
1 /I W A Y from ev'ry mortal Care,
^ Away from Earth our Souls retreat j.
V/e leave this wor; hlefs World afar.
And wait and'woifnip near thy Seat.
« Lord, in the Temple of thy Grace,
We iee thy FeeT, and we c^dors 5
We gaze upon thy lov'ely Face, ^
And learn th^ Wonders of thy ?o^^ r.
3 While here our various Wants sve mourn,
United Groans afcenct on high;
1 < And
I
ig^ H r M H S and B.l
,And Prtiver bears a quick Return
Or BlefTings in Variety.
[4. If Satan rag'?, and Sin grow fcrong,
Here we receive fome chearing Word ;
We gird t'ne Gofpel Armour on
To fight the Battles of the Lord.
5 Or if our Spirit faints and dies,
(Oiu Confcience gaii'd with inward Stings)
' Here doth the righteous Sun anTe
' With healing Beams beneath his Wings.]
6 Father, my ioul would Itlll abide
Within thy Temple, near thy Side;
But if my Feet muft hence xlepart, jj
Still keep thy Dwelling in my Heart. |
CXXIV. Mofes, Aaron, and Jofnua. ]
1 -^■J*' I S not the Law of Ten Commands,
JL On holy i'i^j/!?/ giv'n,
Or feat to Men by Mofes^ Hands, i
Ca)i bring us fafe to Heav'n. I
2 'Tis not the Blcod which Aaron Tpilr,
Nor Smoke of fweeteft Smell,
Can buy a Pardon for our Guilt,
Or fave our Souls from Hell. g
3 Aaron, ths Prieft, refigns his Breath
At God's immediate Will ;
And in the Defart yields to Death
Upon th' appointed Hill.
4 And thus on Jordan's j/onder Side
The Tribes of ifratl ftand;
While Mofes bow'd his Head and died.
Short of the promised Land.
5 Ifrael, rejoice, now * Jojhua leads,
He'll bring your Tribes to Reft ;
* Jojhua the fame with Jej'us, and fignifics a S;
vio»r.
.IL Spiritual SONGS, 5:^9
So far the Sat'iour's Name exceeds
s The Ruler and the Priiju
XXV. Faith and Rep£Ktanc£y Uitbelief a?id Irr-pe-
rats nee.
LIFE and immortal Joys ?re giv'n
To Souls that moiirn the Sinsthey've done,
Children of Wrath%iade Heirs of Heav'n
By Faith in God's Eternal Son.
Woe to the WreEch that never felt
The inward P<ings of pious Grief,
But adds to all his crying Guilt
The ftubbsrn Sm of Unbelief.
5; The Law condemns the Rebel dead,
Under the Wrath of God he lies 5
He (eals the Curfe on his own Head,
And with a double Vengeance dies.
CXXVI. God ghrified in the Gofpd.
1 ^T^HE Lord, defcending from f^bove,
JL, Invites his Children near,
Wh^le Pow'r and Truth, and boundlefs Love,
• Difplay their Glories here.
a Here in thy GofpeVs woncl'rous Frame
Frelli Wonders we purfue ;
A Thoufand Angels learn thy Name
Beyond whate'er they knew.
3 Thy Name is writ in fairell Lines,
Thy Wifdom here we trace j
Wifdom through all the Myft'ry fhinee^
And fhines in Jefiis'' Face.
4 The Law its beft Obedience owes
To our incarnate God ;
And thy revenging Juftice fhows >; ^
Its Honours in his Blood. I <^\
16 ■ K But i^i
39<3 M y M N S and S. 1
5 Fujt fti!i the Luilre of thy: Grace
Oi;r wariner Thoughts emplov^ ,
Gilds the whole Sctne with brighter Rays,
And more exaks our joys.
CXXVII. rircumcijion and Baptifm.
(Written only for thcfe nvho praBife the Baptifm
Infar.ts.)
X ''■^ H U S did the Sons of Ahra'm pafs
A Under the Bloody Se:.l of Grace \
The young Diiciples bore the Yoke,
Till Ch'ift the painful Bondage broke.
a By milder Wavsdoth jefus prove
His Father's Cov'r^ant, and his Lovej
He !e ds to Saints his glorious Grace,
And net forbids their Infant Race. I
3 Their Seed is fpiinkled with his Blood,
Their Children fet apart for God j
His Spirit on tr.eir Oifspring j[hed,
Like Water poui'd upon the Head.
4. Let ev'ry Saint with chearful Voice
In th'S iar^e Covenant rej.ice;
Young Children in their early Days ^
- Shall give th€ God of Abram Praife.
CXXVIIL Corrupt Nature from Adam.
J TJ L E S S ' D with the Joys of Innocence,
I ? Ada?ny our Father, itood,
Till he debased his Soul to SenCe,
And eat th' unlawfurppod.
^ Now we are born a finfui Race,
«• To fniful Joys inclinM ;
Reafon has lull its nr,tiv€ Place,
And FItfh enflaves the Mind.
q While Flefli, and Senfe, and Pafllon reigns,
Sin is the fv»€etelt Good j
Wc
IL spiritual SONGS. 191
Vv'e fancy Muilck in our Chains,
And fo forget cl;3 Load.
I Great God ! renew our ruin'd Frame,
Oar broken Fow'rj rellore,
Infpire us with a heavenly Fiame,
And Flefn (hall reign no moi-e.
Eternal Spirit, write thy Law
Upon our inward Parts,
And iet the fecond Adam draw
His Image on our Hearts.
CXXIX. h^e tvalk by Faiib, and not by Si^bt, .
'rT~"»iS by the Faith of Joys to corne,
J. We walk through Defarrs dark as Night j
Tiil we arrive at Heav'n bur Home,
Faith is our Guide, and Faith our Light.
The Want of Sight fhe well fuppiies
She makes the pearly Gates appear,
Far into diflant Worlds fne pries,.
And brings eternal Glories near.
I Chearfij! we tread the Defart through,
While Faith infpires a heav'nly Ray j
Though Lions roar, and Ternpefts bJoWj
" And Rocks and Dangers fill the Way.
\. So Abra'm, by Divine Command,
Left his own Houfe to walk with God 3
His Faith beheld the promis'd Land,
And firM his Zeal along the Road.
CXXX. Tig nenjtj Creation.
I A T T E N D^ while God^s exalted Son
J\ Doth his own Gkries fhew 3
Behold, I Jit upon- my Throne »
Creating all Things miv.
% Nature and Sin are pafs''d anvay^
And i be eld Adsim dies',
My
^iu H r M N S ana - B; 1
My Hands a Ken.^ Foundation lar^
See the nsnfo World arife.
3 77/ be a Son of Rigktioufnefs
To the «?w Hea"dns I ?nake ;
Nvrse but the Nenv born lietn of Grace^
My Glories Jha1l partake.
4 Mighty Redeemer, fet me h&Q '
From my old State of Sin 5
O make mj' Soul alive to Thee,
Create ne\Ar PowYs within.
5 Reaevv irine Eyes,^a!Ki Li m mine Ears,
And mould my Heart afrefli ;
Give me new P«ifiiou3, Joys and Fears,
And turn the Stone to f le/h.
6 Far from the Regioiis of the Dead,
From Sin, ^nd^Earth, and Hell,
In the new Woild, that Grace has made,
I would for ever dwell.
tXXXI. The Excellency of the Chrijlian Religion
1 Y E T everlafting Glories crown
i J Thy He^d, my Saviour, and my Lord j
Thy Hands have brought Salvation down,
And writ the Bleflings in thy Word.
[2 What, if we trace the Globe around.
And fearch from Britain to Japarty
There fliail be no Religion found
So jaft to God, fo fafe to Man,]
3 In vain the trembling Confcience feeks
Some folid Groimd t® relt Ur)on ;
With long Defpair the Spirit breaks.
Till we apply to Chrifi alone.
4 How well thy blefled Truths agree !
How wife and holy thy CommanJs i
Thy Promifes, how firm they be !
How firm ou/ Hope and Comfort ftands 1
u S 0 N G S, 29'
1 Not the feign'd Fields of Heaih'nljh Blifs
!coijld raiie fuch Fleafures in the Mind j
Mor does the Turkifh Faradife
: Pretend to Joys fo vv 11 refin'd.]
Should all the Forms that Men cievife
Affault my Faith with treach'rous Art,
i rd call them Vanity and Lies,
i And bind the Gofpel to my Heart.
CXXXir. ^he 0£i€es of Chrift,
w
E blefs the Prophet oF the Lord,
That comes with Truth and Grace j
JefJs, thy Spirit, and thy Word,
Shnli lead us in thy V/ays.
fc We rev'rence our High-Prieft above
Who oifer'd up his Blood ;
And lives to carry on his Love,
By pleading with our God.
, We honour our exalted King,
How fweet are his Commands !
He guards our Souls from Hell and S)ii
By his Almighty Hands.
A Hofanna to his glorious Name,
Who faves by diif' rent Ways }
His Mercies lay a fov'reign Claim
To our immortal Fraife.
CXXXIII. The Operations of ihs Holy Spirit.
;i F7TERNA-L Spirit, we confels,
£Zj And fmg the Wonders of thy Grace j
i;hy Pow'r conveys our Bleffings down
From God the Father and the Son.
ft EnllghtenM by thine heav'nly Ray,
Our bhades and Darknefs turn to Day ;
Thine inward Teachings make us knew
Ow Panger and ^ur Refuge too. ^
% Thy I
19+
H r M N S and B.
3 Thy PowV and Glory woi-ks within,
And breaks the Chains of- reigning <^in j i
Dotli our imperioiia Lufts fabdue,
And forms our wretched Hearts anew. ^
4 The troubled ConCcience knows thy Voice,
Thy chearin^ Words awake our Joys j -
Thy Word allays the ftormy W'ind,
And cahns the Surges of the Mind.
CXXXIV. Circurncifion ahohjhed.
J ''*|~^ H E Promife was divinely ht^^
X Extenfive was the Grace :
/ nvill the God of Abra'm he^
And of his ntu/i'rous Race.
£ He faid, and with a bloody Seal
ConfinnM the Words he fooke j
L.Qng did the Sons of Abra"f~i feel
The fharp and painful Yoke.
3 Till God's own Son, deicending low,
Gave his own Fiefli to bleed j
And G^rttiles tafte the Blefnng now.
From the hard Bondage freed
4 The Gcd of Abra'm claims our Praife,
His Promifes endure,
And ChriJ} the Lord, in gentler Ways,
Makes th€ Salvation fure.
CXXXV. rypes and Prophecies of Chrift.
3 TJ E H O L D the Woman's prOnais'd Seed,
13 Behold the great M^ffiah come j
Behold the Prophets ail agreed
To give him the fupericr Rooni.
s Ahra'niy the Saint, rejoic'd of old,
When Vifions of the Lord he faw 3
Mofs^ the Man cf God, foretold
This great Fulfiiier of his Law.
a T-iic
,11. - spiritual SONGS. 19*
The Types bore Wknefs to his Name ;
Obtain'd their chief Defign, and ceased j
The Incenfe, and the bleeding Lamo,
The Ark, the Akar, and the Trieft.
Predi6iions in Abundance meet
To JQJn their Bleffings on his Head 5
Jeriis,\/e worfnip at tny f^eet,
And Nations own the promia'd Seed.
CXXXVI. Miracles at the Birth of ChriH.
TH E King of Glcry fends his Son
To make his Entrance on this Earth 5
Behold the Midnight bright as Noon,
And heav'nly Hoi1;s declare his Birth,
t About the 3^oung Redeemer's Head
What Wonders and what Gleries meet 1
An unknown Sfar arofe, and led
The Eallern Sages to his Feet.
J Simeon and Anna both confpire
! The in rant- Saviour to proclaim ;
Inward rhev felt the facred Fire,
And bleisM' the Babe, and ownM his N:.me,
4 Let Je^is and Gretks blafpheme alou-d,
And treat the holy Child witii Scorn 5
Our Souls adore th' eternril God.
Who condefcended to be born.
CXXXVI. Mi>-ack< in the life. Death, and Ri-
jurredion of Chnft.
1 T| EHOLD the Blind their Sight receive^
O Behold the Dead awake and live ;
The Dumb fpeak Wonders ; and the Lame
Leap like the Hart, and blefs his Name.
s Thus d-th th' Fternai Spirit own,
And feal the M'ffion ot his Son ;
The
1^6 HYMNS and B, Ij
T\\z Father vindicaiTS his Caiife,
While he hangs bleeding on the Crofs.
3 He dies ; the Heav'ns in Moaming flood ^
He rifesj and appears a God ;,
Behold th= Lord afcending. high,
No 2T>ore to bleed, no iriore to dife.
4 Hence, and for ever, from my Heart
I bid my Doubts and Fears depart j
And to thofe Hanrh my So..l refign,
V/hich b?ar Credentials fo divine.
CXXXVIII. rbe Foru^er of the Gofpel
1 'Tp H I S is the Word of Truth and Love,.
A. Sent to the Nations from above j
Jebo^jah here refolves to fhew !
What his Almighty Grace can do,
2 This Remedy did Wifdom find
To heal Difeafes of the Mind j
This fovVeitn Balm, whole Virtues can
Rellore the ruin'd Cieature, Man.
3 The Gofpel bids the Dead p-evive,
Sinners obey the Voice, and live; "^
Dry Bones are ra^s'd, and cioath'd afr^fh.
And Hearts of Stone are turn'd to Flcih.
4 Where Sata?i reigned in Shades of Night,
The Gofpel ftrikes a heav'nly Light ;
Our Lusts its wondVr us Pow'r controu\s,
And calms the Rage cf angry Souls.
5 Lions, and Beafts of tavage Name,
Put en the N:uiire of the Lamb;
vVliile th-e wild World elleems it ft'ange,
Gaze, and admire, and bate the Change.
6 May but his Grace my Soul renew,
Let h?iiners gaze and hate me too ;
The Word that faves me does engage
^ A fuie Defence from all their Rage.
CXXXIX
r-r. spiritual SONGS,
CXXXIX. The Exa?T?p!e ^/ Chrid,
197
MY deal
I read hiy Duty in iky Word \
But in thy Life the L:i«a- appears,^.
Drawn oui in living Charadlers.
Such was thy Truth, and fuch thy Zeal,
Such def rence to thy Father's Will,
Such Love, and Meeknefs fo divine,
I would tranfcribe, and make them mine.
Coid Mountains, and the iMidnight Air,
Witneis'd the Fervour of thy Pray Y j
The Defr'rt thy Temptations knew,
Thy Confiift and thy Vi6Vr>' too=
j. Be thou my Pattern, make me bear
More of thy gracious Image bere j
Then God the Jadge ftiall own my Name
Amongft the Foll'wers of the Lamb.
CXL. The Example of Chriil and the Saint
3 f~~^ 1 V E m.e the Win^s of Faith to rife
\J Within iheVeil/and fee
'The SairKs above, how great their Joys,
Kow bright their Glories be.
t Once they were mourning here below,
And v.'et their Couch with Tears i
They wrtftled haid, as we do now.
With Srns, and Doubts, and Fesrs.
3 I afk them whence their Vicl'ry came j-
They with united Breath
Afcribe their Conqueil to the Lamb,
Their Triumph to his Dea:h.
4 Thev mark'd the Foctfteos th.it he trod
(His Zeal i: •; ' : : eir' Brr;.it:)
And, foljo'v - icarnate Gcd^
PolIeiVd u»e jronui^d Reft.
Our
19B HYMNS and B. I
5 Our glorious Leader claims our Praife
For his own Pattern giv'n.
While the long Clopdof WitnefTes
Shew ihe fame Path to Heav'H.
CXLI. YiAth ojfjjtedby Ssnfe \ or, Preaching Bap
tifmy aKcitke LorcCs Supper,
a 1\/f' Y Saviour God, my fov'rt ign Prince>.
Jw \ JL R«igns far above the Skies !
But brings his Graces down to Senfe,
And helps my Faiih to rife.
a My Eyes and Ears (liall bkfs his Name,
They read and hear his Word ;
My Touch and Tafte ftiall do the fame,
When they receive the Lord. ]
3 Baptifrvial Water is defign'd |
To feal his cleanfing Grace ;
Whil« at his Feaft of Biead and Wine
He gives his Saints a Place,
4 But not th^ Waters of a Flood
Can make my Fleih fo clean,
As by his Spirit, and his Blood,
He'll w.,/h my 3oul from Sin,
5 Not choicetl Meats, or noblelt Wines,
So much my Heart reireih,
As when my Faith goes -through the Signs,
Aiid ieeds upon his Fl-.fh.
6 I love the Lord that Itocps fo low
To give his Word a Seal;
But the rich. Grace his Hands bellow,
Exceeds the Figures Itill.
CXLLL Faith in Chrift our Sacrifice.
X Kl O T all the Blood of Bealts,
\M On Je^vi/h Altars (lain,
Coul;l give the guilty Confcience Peace,
Or vvafti y way" the brain.
2 Bui
!
jn. Sp:riiua: .S C A^ G /^ tc,
I But Ckri/y the heav''niy Lamb,
I Takes" aii our Sins away j
j A Sacrifice of nobler Name,
I And richer Biood than they,
I M^'Paith would lay her Hand.
I On that dear Head of" thine,
i While liice a Penitent I (land,
I And there confefs my Sin.
I My Soul looks back to fee
; The Burthens thou didft bear,
1 When hanging on the curfed Tree,
And hopes her Guilt was there.
Believing, we rejoice
To fee the Curie r ewove ,
We blels the Lairb with chearful Voicej
And fing his bleeding Love.
CXLIII. Fkjb and Spirit.
WHAT difF'rent Pow'rs of Grace and Sin
Attend our mortal State?
I hate the Thoughts that work within.
And do the Works I hate.
I Now I complain, and groan and die,
While Sin and Satan rt'ign ,
Now raife my Songs of Triumphs high,
For Grace prevails again.
3 So Darknefs ftruggies with the Light,
Till perfeft Day arife ;
Water and Fire maintain the Fight,
Until the Weaker dies.
4 Thus will the Flefh and Spirit ftriye,
And vex and break my Peace j
But I Ihall quit this mortal Life,
And Sin tor ever ceafe.
CXLIV,
200 HYMNS ajjJ B.]
CXLIV. The ffuJoK oj the Spirit-, or, rke Succ:
of the Go/pel,
X /^ R E A T was the Day, the Joy was grea
\JJ When the divii»e l)\(cif\ti met j
Wbilil en their Heads the Spirit caaie,
And f'atijke Tongues of cloven Fiame.
2 What Gifts, wliat Miracles he gave !
And PowY to kill, and Pow'r to lave !
Furnifh'd their Tongues \vi h wond'rous Won
Inftead of Shitids, vind Speais, and Sworr's.
3 Thus arm'si, he fent the Chanipions forr.
From EaJ} to /^>/?, from ^outb to North ;
Go, and ajfert your Sa-jiour^s Cauf^y
Go, ffreadthe Mj/Vry of bis Lrcfs.
4 Thofe Weapons of tiie holy War,
Of what Aimighty Force tiiey are, ,
To make our itabbjrn Pallions bow,
And lay the proudeit Rebels L»\v 1
5 Nations, the itarnid and ihe rude,
Are by thele heav'nly Arms fubdu'd j
While Satan rages at hio Lois,
And hates the D^'dlriae of the Crofs.
6 Great King of Grace, m)- Heart fubdue,
I would be i.d in Friumph too,
A v\ilhng Captive to my Lord,
And fiug the Vid'nts of -his Word.
CXLV. Sight through a Glafs, and Face to Face,
LOVE the Win "ows of thy Grace,
Through which my i-ord is (ctn,
And lotig to meet my Saviour's Face,
Without a Giafs between.
0 that the happy Hour were com?,
To change my Faith to Sight !
1 fliall 1' eh old my Lord at Home,
In a diviner Light.
3 Haft<
•I
/XL Spirifuai'S 0 N G S, aoi
Hafte, my beloved, and remove
-Thefc interpofmg D.iys;
Then ihall my P^^ilions all be Love^
And ail my Fow'rs be Praiie ■
:XLVI. T^e Canity of Creatures ; or^ No Reji on
Earth.
MA N has a Soul of vaft Deilres, _
He burns within with reltkls i^ires,
Tois^d to and fro, his Paffions fly
From Vanity to Vanity.
- In vain on Earth we hope to find
' Some folid Good to fill the Mmd 5
We tiy new Pieafares, but we teel
Tiie inwai d Thirft and 1 ornient ftih.
a So, v.hen a raging Fever burns,
We fhitt from Side to Side, by Turns j
And 'tis a noor Relief we gam _ _
. To change the Place, but keep the Pam.
:'4 Great God, fubdae tbvs vicious Ihirit,
This Love to Vanity and Duft j
Cure the vile Fever of the Mind,
And feed our Souls v^ith Joys refined.
CXLVII. The Creation of the World, Gen. i.
J 75 TO W let a fpacious World arife,
J-^ S^id the Creator, Lord 5
At once th' obedient Earth and Skies,
Rofeat his (bv'reign W< rd.
[a Dark was the Deep ; the Waters by
Confas'd, and drown'd the Land ;
He caH'd the Light j the liew-born Day-
Attends on his Command.
3 He bids the Clouds afcend on high}
The Clouds afcend, and bear
-• A wat ry Treafure to the Sky,
And float on fofter Air. ^,
k
ioz H Y M N S and B.
4. The liquid Element. below
Was gather d by his Hand}
The roliing Seas logetker fiovv,
And leave the folid L?.nd.
5 VVith Herbs and Plants (a flow'ry J5iith)
The naked Glebe he crown'd,
; E'er there was Kain to blefs theEarth,
Or San to warm the GrounTi.
6 Then he adorn\i the upper Skies j
Behold the Sun appears,
The Moon and Stars in- Order rife,
To ma; k out Montlis and Years.
7 Out of the Deep th' Almighty King
Did vital Beings frame,
The painted Fowls of evYy Wing^
And Fi(h of ev'ry Name.]
8 He gave the Lion and the Wcrni
At once their vvond'rous Bii^h,
And grazing Beads, of various Fort:...
Rofe from the teeming Eaith.
9 AJam was form'd oF equal Clay,
Though Sov'reign of the relt,
Defign-d for nobler Ends than they,
U ith God's own Image blels'd.
10 Thus glorious in tke Maker's Eye
The young Creation ftood :
He favv the Budding from on high,
His Word pronounc'd it good.
IX Lord, while the Fiame of Nature ftands,
Thy Praife (hall fill my Tongue j
But the new World of Grace demands
A more exalted Song.
CXLVni. God reconciled in Chrid
, T^ BAREST of all the Names above,
1_/ My Jffujj and my God,
Who can refill thy heav'niy Love,
Or trifle with ihv Blood ?
r, S-ptriiual SONG S..
I lis by the Merits o^" thy Death
The Father faiiles again j
I Tis hv thhic iatercecting Breath
: The Spirit dwells sviia Men,
fill God ii3 Iiurnar. Fle(h I fee.
I My Thoughts no Comfoi t firhd j
The Holy, JLul, and Sacred Three
Are Terrors to my Mind.
But if Imma'auei's Face appsar,
My Hope, my Joy, bsgins,^
•lis Name forbids ray iiaviili Fear^
His Grace removes rny Sins,
VVhile J/iivj on their own Law rely,
And Greeks ©f Wifdom boaiT,
[ love th' Incarn"ate Myltery,
And thsie I fix my Tnift.
CLIX. Honour to Magifiratss-^ or, Go<verf;ment
from God.
rlTTERNAL Sov'reign" of the Sky,
XL And Lord of all below.
We Mortals, to thy Majdty
Our firft Obedience ov.e.
Our Souis adore thy Throne fuprem?,
'And hlefs thy P-rovidence,
For M:^giftrate3 of meaner Name,
Our Glory and Defence.
; The Crowns of Brjt{fh Princes ihine
With Rays above the reft,
Where Laws and Liberties combine
To make the Nation bleft.]
Kingdoms on firm Foundations iir.nd,
, "While Virtue finds Rewird j
And Sinners perifh from the Land,
By Juftice and the Sword.
Let Cafar'z Due be ever pa'-d
To Cisfar and his Thrpne,
K But
jto4- H r M N S and B. :
But Confciences and Souls were made
To be the Lord's alone.
CL. The Deceitfulnefs of Sin.
1 QIN has a Thoufand treacherous Arts
O To pra6tife on the Mind ;
With flattVing Looks (he tempts our Hearts,
But leaves a Sting behind,
2 With Names of Virtue (he deceives
The Aged and the Young j
And while the heedlefs Wretch believes.
She makes his Fetters ftrong.
3 She pleads for all the Joy fhe brings,
And gives a fair Pretence ;
But cheats the Soul of heav'nly Things,
And chains it down to Senfe.
4, So on.a Tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden Food ;
Our Mother took her Poifon there.
And tainted all her Blood.
CLI. Prophecy and Infpiration.
1 '/Tp W AS by an Order from the Lord,
JL The Ancient Prophets fpoke his Word
His Spirit did their Tongues infpire,
And warm'd their Hearts with heav'nly Fire.
2, The Works and Wonders which they wroug
Confirmed the MelTages they brought }
The Prophet's Pen (ucceeds his Breath,
To five the holy Words from Death.
3 Great God, mine Eyes with Pl'eafure look
On the dear Volume of thy Book j
There my Redeemer's Face I fee,
And read his Name, who dy'd for me.
4. Let thefalfe Raptures of the Mind
Be loft and vanifli in the Wind j
H«
J h spiritual SONGS. zos
ere I can fix my Hope fecure,
his is thy Word, vind muil endure.
CLII. Sinai and Sion, Heb. xii. 18, ^c.
■ ^^J O T to the Terrors of the Lord,
The Tempeft, Fire and Smoke,
_ to the Thunder of that Word
» Which God on Sinai fpoke.
ut we are come to Sio^'s HVil,
The City of our God,
\?here milder Words declare his Will^
And fpread his Love abroad,
lehold th' innumerable Hoft
Of Angels cloatfd in Light 5
•ehold the Spirits of the Juft,
Whofe Faith is turned to Sight.
lehold the bleit A^Xembly there,
Whofe Names are vrrit iii Heav'n |
Vnd God, the Judge of all, declares
Their vileit Sins forgiv'n.
The Saints on Earth, and all the Dead^
But one Communion makej
Ul join in Chrifl, their living Head,
And of his Grace partake,
n fuch Society as this
My weary Soul would reft ;
The Man, who dwells where Jefus is,
Muft be for ever bleft.
III. The Dipmper, Folly y and Madnefs of Sin.
SI N, like a veaomous Difeafe,
Infefts oar vital Blood j '
The only Balm is fovVeign Grace,
V^nd the Phyfician, God. ;,
pur Beauty and our Strength are fled, * S'
And we draw^near to Death j -^
£o6 HYMNS and B.I
Bwt Chriji, the Lord, recals the Dead,
Witli his Almighty Breath.
3 Madnefs, by Nature, reigns within.
The Paflkns burn and rage,
Till God's own Son, with Skill divine,
The inward Fire afi'wage.
[4. We lick the Daft, we grafp the Wind,
And folid Good defpife ;
Such is the Folly of the Mind
Till Jefus makes us wife.
5 We give our Souls the Wounds thfty feel.
We drink the pois'nous Gall,
And rufh with Fury down to Hell,
But Heav'n prevents the Fall.]
6 The Man pofTefsM aniongft the Tombs,
Cuts his own Flefh, and cries j
He foams, and rave?, till Jefus counts,
And the foul Spirit fiies.
1
CLIV. Self-righteoufnefs infufficicnt.
I *• * \ IT 7 HERE are the Mourners (faith.th
VV _ Lord) '
*« That wait and tremble at my Word,
«' That walk in Darknefs all rhe Day ?
*« Come, make my Name your Trufi and Sia)
[z '* No Works nor Duties of your own
" Ca» for the fmalleft Sin atonej
'* f The Robes that Nature may provide
-' Will not your leaft Pollutions hide.
5 «' The foftelt Couch that Nature knows,
*' Can give the Confcience no Repofe j
*' 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 yourSofils
* Ifai, 1. 10, II, f lhi< xxviii, 20.
« Wd»
I
IL Spirnual SONGS. 307
'^ Walk in the Light of your own Fire,
^•' En'joy the Sparks that ye defire.
*' This is your Portion at my Hands ;
^' Hell •• aits you with her Iron Bands j
'* Ye ihali lie down in Sorrow therej
'• In Death, in Darknefs, and Dtfpair.
CLV. Chrift our Pajf^ver,
O, the deftroying Angel flies
^L_^ - To Pharaoh"^ ftubborn Land \
The Pride and Flow'r of Egypi^diQ%
By his vindiftive Hand.
He pafs'd the Tents of Jacob o'er,
Nor pour'd the Wrath divine j
He fav/ the Blood on evVy Door,
And blefs'd the peaceful Sign.
Thus the appointed La«p.b muft bleed
To break th"" Egyptian Yoke j
"Thus Ifrailh from Bondage Freed.
And 'icapes the Angel's Stroke.
Lord, if my Heart were -brinkled tco
With Bleed fo rich as thine,
Juftice no longer would purfue
This guilty Soul of mine.
J Jefusy cur PaiTovcr, was fiain,
And has at once p; ocur'd
Freedom i'rom Sati^-ns heavy Chain,
And God's avenging Sword.
CLVL Prtfumpiion mid Difpairj or, Saten^s
^'ii'-ious Temptations.
1 Y Hate the Tempter and hi: Charms,
jL. I hate his fiart'r: ng Breath :
The Serpent takes a 7 hoiifand Forms
To cheat cur Sculs to Death.
zoS H r M N,S and
z He feeds our Hopes with airy Dreams,
Or kills with flavifh Fear 5
And holds us ftill in wide Extremes,
Prefumption, or Defpair.
3 Now he perAiades, how eafy "'tis
To ^voalk the Road to Hca'v'n ;
Anon he fvvells our Sins, and cries,
They cannot he forgi'v-n.
[4. He bids young Sinners, Tet forbear
To think of God or Death j
For Prayer and Defjoticn are
But melancholy Breaih.
5 He tells the Aged, Tkej muft diet
And ''us too late to pray ;
In 'vain for Mercy nonjo they cryy^
For they ha've loft their Day,]
6 Thus h? fupports^his cruel Throne
By MifchieF and Deceit ;
And drags the Sons of Adam down
To Darknefs and the Pit.
7 Alnrnghty God, cut ihart his PowY,
Let them in Darknefs dwell j
And that he vex the Earth no uiore.
Confine him clown to Hell.
i
CLVn. The fame,
1 "TVT O ^ Sat. oil comes with dreadful Roar
X^ And threatens to dtitroy j
He worries whom he can't devour
With a malicious Joy.
z Ye Sons of God^ oi^pofe his Rage,
Refift, and he'll he gone;
Thus did our deareft Lurd engage
And vanquifh him alSne.
3 Now he appears almoft divine,
Like Innocence and Love i
I
/L Spiritual SONGS. 409
Bi L the old Serpent lurks within,
When he affumes the Dove.
Fly from the t'alie Deceiver's Tofigu^,
Ye Sons of Ada^u fly ;
Our Parents found the Snare too urong.
Nor fhouid the Children. try
LVJII, Ffw fa^(d ; or. The AlmrJ} CbriJ^ian,
the Hypocrite, and Apojlate.
Z'l ROAD is the Road that leads to Deaths
J And Thoufands walk together therej
. :it Wifdom fhews a narrower Path
With here and there a Traveller.
, Deny thyfelf^ and take thy Crofsy
Is the Redeemer's great Command;
Nature muft count her Gold but Drofs,
If Ihe would gain this heav'nly Land.
J The fearful Soul that tires and faints.
And walks the Ways of God no more,
Is but elteeni'd aimoll a Saint,
-And makes his own Deftruiiion fure.
4. Lord, let not all my Hopes be vain.
Create my Heart intirely new,
Which Hypocrites could ne'er attain,
Which falfe Apoitates never knew.
CLIX. An unconnjcrted State , or, Corfveriing
Grace.
RE AT King of Glory and of Grace,
^ We own with humble Shame
How vile is our degen'rate Race,
And our firft Father's Name.]
?iom Adam flows our tainted Blood,
The Poifon reigns within,
Makes us averfe to all that's Good,
And willing Slaves to Sin.
iC-^ [3 Daily
zio Ji /'' M N S and 3.
[3 Daily we break th;' holy Laws, '/
And then \t]tt\ thy Grace ; |
Eng^g^cl in the c!d Serpent's Caufc I
Againft our M:^ker's Face.] I
4 We live eftrangM afar from God, \
Ajid love the Difta nee well ;
With Hade we run the dang'rous Road
That leads to Death and Hell.
5 And can fuch Rebels he reftor'd !
Such Na-tures msde Divine !
Let Sinners fee ihy Glory, Lord,
And feel this Pow'r of thine !
i We raife our Father's Name or high,
Who his own Spirit fends
To bringrebellious Sirargers nigh,
And turn his Foes to Friends. >.
CLX. Cufxom in Sin.
r T ET the wild Leopards cf the Wood
i__j Put ofr" thf Spots that Nature gives,.
Then may the v\ icked turn to Gc d,
And change their Temper and their *Lives.
a As well might Ethtopiuiz Slaves
'vVafh out rheDaiknefs of their Skin j
The Dead as vvell niay leave their Graves^
As old Tranfgreirors ceafe tc fin.
3 Where Vice has held its Frnpiie ior.g,
'Ttvill no; endure thelea(t Controui j
None but a PowV divindy (Irong,
Can turn the Current U' the touj.
4 Great God, I own ihy Pow'r divine,
That v.orks to ch-ange this Heart of mine ;
I would b'rfo.nrd >inew, nnd blefs
The Woaders of creating Grace.
CLXJ
;. n. spiritual SONG S, as (
CLXL Chrifim Virtues j or. The Difficulty 9f
Connjerfion.
f'^ T R A IT is the Way, the Door is ftraitj
^ That leads to Joys "on high j
'Tis but a few that iind the Gate, _
While Crouds miitake, and die.
Beloved Self malt be deny'd,.
The Mind snd Will renevv'd,
Paffion fupprefs'd, and Patience try'd,
And vain Defirea fiibdu'd.
3 Flelli is a dang'rous Foe to Grace,
Where it prevails and rules 5
Flefh mult be h-.mbled, Pride abas'd,
Left they deftroy our Souls.
; The Love of Gold ©e banifh'd hence^
(That vile Idolatry)
And evVy Member^, ev'ry Senfe,
In fvveet Subjeftion lie.]
;• The Tongue, that moft unruly Fcvv'r>.
Requires a ftrong Reftraint ;
We muft be watchful ev'ry Hour,
And pray, but never faint,
i Lord, can a ieeble helplefs Worm,
Fulfil a Ta(kfo hard?
. Thy Grace muft all my Work perform.
And give the free E.evvard.
2LXIL Meditation of Ueamen \ or, ^be J^ of
Faiih.
,| Y Thoughts furmount thefe Icwer Skies,
_ /X And look within the Veil j
There Springs of endlefs Pleafures rife.
The Waters never fail.
V There I behold, with fweet Delight,
The.bieffed Three in One 5
K 5 And
. : ,• HYMNS and
And ftrong Afte6lions£x my Sight
On God's incarnate Son.
5 His Promile (tands for ever firm,
His Grace fnall ne'er d^^part ;
He binds my Name upon his Arm,
And Teals it on iiis Heart.
4. Light are the Pains that'Nature brings,
How fliort our Sorrows are,
When v^ith Ete-^nal future Things
Hie Prefent we compare !
; I v.oald not be a Stranger Hill
To that celeftial Fhce,
Where I for ever hope to dwell,
iS^ear nay Redeemer's Face.
CLXKI. Ccinplaint of Defertion and Tmftaix
X "T^ EAR Lord, behold our for-e Diftrefs;
JL-^ Our Sins attempt to reign ;
Stretch out thine Arm ofeonqu'ring Gracf
And let thy Foes be llain.
[s The Lion, with his dieadful Roar,
Affrights thy feeble Sheep;
Reveal die Glory of thy Pow'r,
And chain him to the Deep. j
% Muft we indulge a long Defpair .> '
Shall our Petitions die .?
Our Mournings never reach thine Ear,
Nor Tears affeft thine Eye ?]
4 If thou defpife a mortal Groan,
Yet hear a Saviour's Blood j
An Advocate foliear the Throne,
Pleads and prevails with God.
--, He bought the Spirit's pow'rful Sword,
To flay our deadly Foes j
Our Sins ftiall die beneath thy Word,
And Hell in vain oppofe.
6H
. IT, Spiniual SONGS. ax 3
How boundlefs is our Fathci's Grace,
In Heighr, and Depth, and Length !
He makes his Son our Righteoufnefs,
'His Spirit is our Strength.
CLXIV. n^ End of the World.
I 1^/H Y (hould this Earth delight us fo ?
V ¥ Why fliould we fix our Eyes
On this low Ground, where Sorrows grow.
And e/'ry Pleafure dies?
» While Tims his fiiarpefl Teeth prepares'
Our Comforts to devour,
The! e is a Land above the Starsj
And Joys above his PcwY.
5 Nature iliall be diffolv'd and die.
The Sun muft end his Ra9e,
The Earth and Sea for ever fly-
Before my Saviour's Face.
4 When will that glorious Morning rife f
When the raft Trumpet found.
And call the Nations to the Skies,
From underneath the Ground ?
CLXV. Unfruitfulnefsf Ignorance, and unfanBiJied
Jffe'aions.
1 T O N G have I fat beneath the Sound
J y Of thy Salvation, Lord,
But ftill how weak my Faith is found.
And Knowledge of thy W^ord !
2 Oft I frequent thy holy Place,
And hear ahnoft in vaia ;
How fmall a Portion of thy Grace
My MemVy can retain I
[3 My dear Almighty, and my God,
How little art thou known
By -"ill the Judgments of thy Rod,
Aad Bleflings of thy Throne.]
K 6 [4 Hovsr
2 14 HYM N S and B.
[4 How cold and feeble is my Love',
How negligent my Feai!
HovA' low uiy Hope of Joys above !
Hov. few Aifedions tbi^re !]
5 Great God, thy fovreign Povv'r impart,
To give the Word Siiccefs;
Write thy Salvation in my Heart,
And n^ake meieain thy G: ace.
[6 Shew my forgetful Feet the Way
Tiiai: leads to Joys on high ;
There Knowledge grows v/ithr.ut Decaj',
And Lo^e Jnall never die ] '
CLXVl rhs Di^ohte Perfeaions.
1 T T O W fhall I prajf* th' Eternal God,
A1 Th-it Infinite Unkncwn ? ^.
Who can afcend his high Aborle,
Or venture near his Throne ?
[i The great Invifihle ! He d acIIs
Corceal'd in dazzling Light ;
Kilt his AllTearching Eye reveals
The Secrets of the Night.
3 Thofe watchful Eyes, that never fleep, %
Survey tiie World arv und ; 4|
His Wifdom is a boundlefs Deep, -^
Where all our Thoughts are di own'd ]
[4. Speak we of Strength ? His Arm is ftrong
To fave or to deitroy j
Infinite Years his Life prolong.
And er.di:-fs in his Joy.]
[5 He knows no Shadow cf a Change,
Nor alters his Decrees ;
Fir-n as a Rock his Truth 'cmains
To guard Iiis Proniii'es.]
[6 Sinners 'before his PrefenvC dit ;
How Holy is his N,^.iue !
His
b. ir. spiritual SONG S.
His Anger asvd his Jealoiify
Burn like devouring Flame.]
Juftir.e, upon a dreadful Throne,
Maintains the Rights (A GoA,
While Mercy fends her Pard. ns down,
Bought p.ith a Saviour's Blood.
g'N0w to my Soul, IniiiiOital Ki g,
5 peak feme forgiving Word ;
Then 'twill be double Joy to nng
Tke Gloiies of my Lord.
CLXVII. The Divine Perfiaims.
1 f^ Reat God! thy Glories fiiall employ
\^y MyJioly Fear, my humble Joy \
My Lips^ in Songs of Honour, bring
Tii^ir Tribute to tir Eternal King.
2 Earth and the Stars, and Worlds unknown,
DepeHd precarious on his Throne j
All Nature hangs upon his Word,
And Grace and Glory. own their Lord.]
[3 His iov'reign Powt what Mortal knows ?
if he command, who dares oppofe ?
With Strength he girds himfelf arour.d,
And treads the Rebels to the Ground]
[4 Who (hall pretend to teach him Skil),
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 Friie, and flieds
His fiery Vengeance on their Heads.]
{6 The Beamings of his piercing Sight
Bring dark Hypocrify to Light ;
Death and DeItru6lion naked lie.
And Hell uncovered to his Eye.]
[7 Th'ft€r=
xiS HYMNS and ' E. ]
[7 Th* eternal Law before hiip ftands ;
His Juflice, with vm partial Hands,
Divides to all their due Reward,
Or by the Sceptre, or the Sword.]
^8 His Mercy, like a bound iefs Sea,
Waflies our Load of Guilt away ;
While his own Son came down and dy'd,
T' engage his juftice on our Side.]
[9 Each cf his Words dem?.nds my Faith,
My Soul can reft on all he faith ;
His Truth inviolably keeps
The iargeft Promife ©f his Lips,]
10 Oh, tell me, with a gentle Voice,
Thou art my God, and I'll rejoice 1
Fili'd with thy Love, I dare proclaim
The brighteft Honours of thy Name.
CLXViir. The fame.
1 <y£ /-/OTy? 7/ reigns, his Throne is higkj
J His Robes are Light and Majefty ;
His Glory fliines with Beams fo bright.
No Mortal can fuftain the Sight.
a His, Terrors keep the World in Awe,
His Juftice guards his holy Law,
His Love reveals a fmiling Face,
His Truth and Promife feal the Grace.
3 Through all his Works his Wifdom fhine»,
And baffles S'^/^w's deep Defignsj
His Pow'r is fbv'reign to fulfil
The nobleil Gounfels of his Will.
4 And will this glorious Lord defcend
To be my Father, and my Friend ?
Then let my Songs with Angels joinj
Heav'n is fecure, if God be mine.
-CLXIX
B, II. Spiriitial S 0 N G S,
CIXIX. The fame) a/ //^^ cxlviiith Pfalm.
, J rr'^-HE Lord j'^y^oo/fl^ reigns,
i His Throne is built on high ^
The Garments he aflumes
Are Light and Majeily i
His Glories fhine
With Beams fo bright,
No mortal Eye
Can bear the Sight.
t The Thunders of his Hand
Keep the wide World in Awe |
His Wrath and Juftice frand
To guard his holy Law ;
And where his Love
Refolves to blefs.
His Truth confirms
And feals the Grace.
3 Through all his ancient Works
Surprjfjng Wifdom fliines,
Confounds the Pow'rs of Hell,
And breaks their curs'd Defigns*
Strong is his Arm,
And fhali fulfil
His great Decrees,
His iov'reign Will.
4 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 j
Join all my Pow'rs,
And piaife the Lord,
€L-XX.
iig H r M N S and B.
CLXX. God incompreherfihle and fo'verngn,
[i^/^AN Creatures to Perfeaion find
%^ Tir EtC; nal uncreated Mind ?
Or can the largelt btretch of Tliought
Meafu) e and fearcli his Nature out ?
% 'lis high as Heav'n, 'tis deep as Hei!,
And what can Mortals know or tell ?
His Giory fpreads beyond the Sky,
And all the iliining Worlds on high.
3 But Man, vain Man, would fain be wife,
Born, like a wild ycung Colt, he flies
Through all the Follies of his Mind,
And fmells and fnufi^ the empty Wind.]
4 God is a King of Fow'r unknown,
Firra are the Orders of his Throne ;
If he refolve. who dare oppofe.
Or allc him why, or wbat he does ?
5 He wounds the Heart, and he makes whole
He calm? the Temp- ft of the Soul j
When he fhuts up in long Defpair,
Who can remove (be i eavy Bar?
6 f He frowns, and Darknefs veils the Moon,
The fainting Sun grows dim at Noon ;
\ The Pillars of Heav'n's Harry Roof
Tremble and flart 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 ot Pride to Death.
8 Tbefe are the Portion of hi? Ways,
But who ihall dare defcribe his Face?
Who can endur« his Light ? Or ftand
To hear the Thunders of his Hand ?
* JoD xi. 7, <s^4. f Job XXV. 5 J Jt
:iXV3. ij, (^c,
K Y M N
[ 219 1
HYMNS
A N I>
PIPvITUAL SONGS
BOOK II!.
Prepared for the Koly Ordinance of the
Lord's Supper,
T^ke Lord's Supper infiittled-, \ Cor. xj. 23, Gf -,
WAS on that dark, that doleful io'ght
When FowVs of E rth and Hell arofe
I Again ft the Son of God's Delight,
; And Friends betray'd him to his Fees.
^♦Before the mournful Scene, b' g -.n,
He took ti;^ Er^.: d, and blefsVl. and brake ^
What Lcve ihrcngh all his A6tic:.r.s ran !
Whar v/ona^ oils Words ci- Grace he fpakei
1 7^/J h my Bo.fy, brok.for Sh-i,
Recfhje and eat the hvinc ro^ci:^
Then took the (^vx>. ad b'eiVd the Wire;
'Tis thi Nt-vC •;- /:■;;./;
4 F:^r us his Fio . .;!< ^,v..s tf^rn,
- ^'Oie the Sc;u!gc, he •(!: riie Thorn ,
-.' Juftice poured upon his Head
a;£ heavy Vengeance in our.Stead>
S For
mo HYMNS Mnd B. i:
5 For us his vital Blood was fpilt
To buyithe Pardon of our Guilt,
When For black Crimes of biggeft Size
He gave his Soul a Sacrifice.]
6 Do this (he ci y'd) till Time /ball end^
In Mcin'ry of y(iur dying Friend j
Meet at wy Tabky and record
The Lo've oj your departed Lord.
I? y^f^^y thy Feaft we celebrate.
We fhew thy Death, we fing thy Name,
Till thou return, and we ftiall eat
The Marriage Supper of the Lamb.]
II. Communion tvith Chrlft and luitb Saints^
\ Cor. X. i6, 17.
[1 ^ESUS invites his Saints
J^ 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 deicending God! ]
3 This holy Bread and Wine
Maintains our fainting Breath,
By Union with our living Lord,
And Int'reftin his Deadi,
4 Gur heav'nly Father calls
Cbrijl and his Members one ;
We the youKg Children of his Love,
And he the firft born Son.
5 We are but feveral Parts
Of the fame broken B;cad j
One Body hath its feverai Limbs,
Bi:t Jefm U the Head.
6 Let all our Pow'is be joined
His glorious Name to raife ;
PleafuJfi
I
4
Ill, spiritual S O N G S. ^2t
Pleafure and Love fill ev'ry Mind,
And evTy Voice be Praife.
!II. rbe Neiv refiament in the Blocd of Chrift ; or,
T^be Niiv Covenant feaUd,
r' H E Prcmife of my Father's Lotf^
S hall Jiand for e=ver good:
He faid } #nd gave his Soul to Death.,
And feal'd his Grace with Bloed.
a To this dear Covenant of thy Word
I fet ray woithlefs Name j
I feal th' Engagement to my Lord,
And make my humble Claim.
3 The Light, and Strength, and pard'ning Grace,
And Glory fiial! be mine j
My Life and Soul, rny Heart and Fkfh,
And all my PowVs are thine.
I call that Legacy my own,
Which Jefus did bequeath ;
'Twas purchased with a dying Groan,
And ratlfy'd in Death.
Sweet is the Mem'ry of his Name,
Who blefs^d us in his Will,
And to his Teftament of Love
Made his own Life the Seal.
IV, ChriftV dying Love 5 or, Our Pardon bought
at a dear trice.
X T T O W ccndefcending and how kiiid
Xj. Was Gcd's eternal Son ?
Our Misery reached his heav'nly Mind,
And Pity brought him down.
[a When Juftice, bv" our Sins provok'd,
Drewtorth its dreadful Sword,
He gave his Soul up to the Stroke,
Without a EfiurmYing Word.]
[5 He
iii H r M N S and 13.
1% He funk beneath ojjr heavy Woes
To raife us to his Throne j
There's ne'er a Gift his Hand hsftow^j I
But coft his H'jart a Groan.] i
4 This was Conipaflion like a God, j
That when the Saviour knew ■
The Price ot Pardon was his Blood, !,
His Pity ne'er withdrew. ^
5 Now though he reigns exalted high,
His Love ii icili as great;
Well he remembers Cal-vary, .
Nor lets liis Saints forget. ^
[6 Here we behold his Bowels roll
As kind as wlien he dy'd ; '
And fee the Sorrows of his Soul
Bleed thrciigh his \sounded Side ] '\
[y Here we receive repeated Seals
Of JijHs' dying Love j
Hard i% the Wretch that nevtr f'tels
One foft Aite<Slon move.]
S He: e let our Plearts begin to melt,
While we his Death record,
And, with our Joy for pard.n'd Cuilt,
Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord.
V. Chrift the Bread of Life, John vi, 31, 35, 3^.
2 T ET us adore th' eieinal Word,
X-J 'Tis he our Scvils harh fed :
Thou art our living Stream, O Lord,
And thou th" Immortal Breai!.
[t The Ma7ina came from lower Skies,
But Jefiis from above,
Wl.e- 1 the fieffs Springs of Pieafure rife.
And Rivers flaw with Lov^.
1 T\xtje'xvs^ the Fathers, dy'd atlnit.
Who eat that heavenly Bread j
Btft
riL Sfiritual SONGS, zii
Sut thefe Provifions, which we tafte.
Gan rnife us from the Dead.]
Jleft be tlie Lord, that gives his Fleih.
To ncuriih dying Men j
ft.r>d often fpi eads his Table freilij
Lelt we /hoiild faint again !
Dur Souls fhall draw their heav'nly Bre.-^.th,
Wh'ie Jefus finds Supplies;
Nor ihall our Graces iink to Death,
For Jefui never dies.
Daily our mortal Ffeih decays^
Bat Cbrifl, our Life, fhall come j
His unrefiited Pow'rfliall raife
Our Bodies from the Tomb.]
[. T^kg Memorial of cur ahfeni Lord, Jolin xvi,
36, Luke XX ii. 19. John xir. 3.
^ESUS is gone above the Skies,
^ Where our weak Senfes reach him net;
And carnal Objeds court cur Eyes
To thruft our Saviour from our Thought.
He knows wkat wand'ring Hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely Face;
And, torefrefliour Minds, he gave
Thefe kind Memorials of his Grace.
The Lord of Life his Table fpread
With his ovi'n Flrfh and dying Blood ;
We on the rich Provifion feed,
And tafte the Wine, and blefs the God,
^ Let finful Sweets be all forgot,
1 And Earth grow lefs in our Eiteem,
I ChriJI and his Love fill every Thought,
I Amd Faith and Hope be fix'd on him.
I; 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 n€ar iiis Face.
16 Qm
214- H r M N S and B. HI,
[6 Oar Eyes look upwards to the Hills,
Whence our returning Lord (hall come j
We wait thy Chariofs awful Wheels
To fetch our longing Spirits home.]
Vir. Cruafixion to the U^'orldby the Crofs of Chrift,
Gal. vi. 14.
1 "^TTHEN I furvey the wond'rous Crofs,
VV On which the Prince of Glory dy'd,''
My richeft Gain I count but Lofs,
And pour Contempt on all my Pride.
a Forbid it, Lord, that I fhould boaft-.
Save in the Death of Cbriji my God ;
All the vain Things that charm me mod,
I facrifice them to his Blood.
3 See from his Head, his Hands, his Feet,
Sorrow and Love flow mingled down j
Did e'er fuch Love and Sorrow meet?
Or Thorns compofe ^o rich a Crown ?
[4 His dying Crimfon, like a Robe,
Spreads o'er his Body on the Tree j
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 j
Love fo amazing, fo divine,
Demands my Soul, ray Life, my All.
Vni. Therree of Life.
[ 1 /^ O M E, let us join a joyful Tune
VJ To our exalted Lord,
Ye Saints on high around his Throne,
And we around his Board.
a While once upon this lo^er Ground,
Weary and faint ye flood,
What dear Refreihments here ye found
From this immortal Food ?
3 The
, irr. Spiritual SONGS. 2^5
The Tree of Life, that near the Throne
In Heav'ii's high Garden grows,
Laden with Grace, bends gently dov/n
Iti ever-fmiling Boughs.
4 Hov'ring amongft the Leaves, there Hands
The fvveet celeftial Dovej
And Jefus on the Branches hangs
The Banner of his Love.]
5 Tis -a young Heav'n of ftrange Delight,
While in his Shade we fit j
His Fruit is pleafing to the Sight,
And to the Tafte as fweet.
New Life it fpreads through dying Hearts,
And cheers the drooping Mind j
Vigour and Joy the Juice imparts.
Without a Sting behind.]
Now let the flaming Weapon ftand.
And guard all Ede?z's Ti ees,
if There's ne'er a Plant in all that Land,
That i^ears fuch Fruit as thefe.
t Inf.nite Grace our Souis adore,
Whofe wond'roufe Hand has made
This living Branch of fov^reign Pow'r,
To raife and heal the Dead.
IX. Tie Spirity ihi Water, and the Blood, 1 John
V. 6
[1 T ET all our Tongues be one,
fl J To praife our God on high.
Who from his Bofom fent his Sen
To fetch us Strangers nigh,
a Nor let our Voices ceafe
To fing the Saviour's Name j
Jefusy th' Ambaffador of Peace,
How chearfuUy he came !
3 It coft him Cries and Tears
To bring \is near to God 1
Great
C46 * HY M N S and B. 11!
Great was our Dtbt, and he appears
To make the Payment Gocd.]
[4. My Saviour's pierced Side
Four'd out a double Flood j
By Water w« are purify'd,
And pardonM by the Blood.
5 Infinite was our Guilt,
B'.5t he, our Prleft, atone?;
On the cold Ground his Life was fpili_
And offered with his Groans.]
6 Look up, my Soul, to him
Whofe Death wns thy Defert,
And humbly view the jiving Stream
. Flow from his breaking Heart.
7 There on the curfed Tree,
In dying Pangs he lies,
Fuifi's his Father's great Decree,
And all our Wants fupplies.
8 Tlius the Redeen^er caine,
By Water and by Blood j
And when the Spirit fpeaks the fame,
We feei his Witnefs good.
9 While the Eternal Three
Bear their Record above,
Here, I believe, he dy'd for n^t^
And feal my Saviour's Love.
[10 Lord, cleanfe my Soul from Sin,
Nor let thy Grace depart;
Great Com'Orter ! abide within,
And witntfs to ray Heart.]
X. Chrift crucified: The Wifdom and Powa- tr'
God. ^
, XJ ^'^^^ ^ ^^'^^ open Volume fiands
i.^ To fpread her Maker's Praife abroad,
And cv'ry Labour of bis Hands
Show* fomething worthy of a God.
z But
Sfirifual SONGS. s^y
But in the Grace that refcuVi Man,
iHis brighteft Fo; ai of Glory (hincs j '
Here on ths Crofs 'tis fsireit diawa
In precious Blood, and crimfon Lines.
3 Here his whole Name appears complete j
Nor Wit can guefs, nor ReaCcn prove
/Which of the Letters beft is writ,
The Power, the VVifdoni, or the Love.]
Here i be4iold his inmoil Hear:',
Where Grace and Vengeance ftrangely join,
.Piercing his Son with iharpeil Smart,
To make the purchasM Pleafures mine,
O the fweet Wonders of that Crofs,
Where God the Saviour lov'd and dy'd!
j Her nobleft Life my Spirit draws
i From his dear Wounds and bleeding Side*
t I would for ever fpeak his Name,
In Sounds to mortal Ears unknown,
* W'ith Angels join to praife the Lamb,
And Worlhip at his Father's Throne.
XL Pardon brought to our Senfes^
I 1' OkD, how divine thy Comforts are;
!_-' How heav'nh' is the Place,
tVhere Jefus fpreads the facred Feall
Ot his redeeming Grace!
I There the rich Bounties of our God,
And fweeteR Glories fhine j
There Jefus fays, that / am his,
\ ' Jlnd my Beloved's mtne.
Ij Here (fays the kind redeeming Lord,
And ftiews his wounded Side)
See here the Spring of all your Joys,
That operi'd ^wken I dy d.
[4 He fmiles and chears my mcuriiful Heart,
And cells of all his Pain,
L a7*
^28 ' H r M N S and B. I;
Jilt his t faid be, / bore for tbee^
And then he fmiles again.]
5 What fhall we pay our heav'nly King
For Grace fo vr.ft as this ?
He brings our Pardon to our Eves^.
And leais it with a Kifs. -
[6 Let i'ljch aiDazing Loves as thefe
Be founded all abroad j
Such Favou'^s are beyond Degrees,
And WO! thy of a God.]
[7 To him that wafh'd us in his Blood
Be everladir.g Praife,
Salvation, Hc^nowr, Glory, Pow'r,
Eternal as his Days.]
i
Xn. rke Go/pel Feaji, Luke xiv, x6, ^c,
[t XJfOW rich are thy ProviHons, Lord,
O The Table furnifh'd from above,
The Fruits cf Life o'erfpread the Board,
The Cupo'erflows with heav'nly Love.
» Thine ancient Family the Jenvs
Were ^rft invited to the Feaft,
We humbly take what rhey refufe,
And Gentiles thy Salvation tafte.
3 We are the Poor, the Blind, the Lame,
And Help w.-is fir, and Death was nigh \
But at the Gofpel Call we cam.e,
And evVy Want rectiv'd Supply.
4 From the High-way that leads to Hell,
From Paths of Darknefs and Defpair, -
Lord, we are come with Thee to dwell,
Glad to enjoy thy Prefence here.]
[5 What (hall we pay th' 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.
in. Sphttual SONG S, ais
ft coft him Death to fave our Lives,
To buy our SouU it coft his own j
And all theunkno'.vn joys he gives,
Were bought with Agonies unknown.
Dar everiafting Love is due .
To him that ranfom'd Sinners lofl^
fVnd pirvM Rebels when he knew
The vail Expence his Love woiiM coft.]
fl. Di-'vine Lo've making a Feaji, and calling ^m ■
thi CueJ]s, Luke xiv, 17, 22, 23.
O W iweet and awful is the Place
P, - With 67;r?/? within theiDoojis,
While everlading Love di'p!ays
The choiceft of -her Stores.
Here evVy Bowel of our God
With fo't Companion rolls.;
Here Peace and Pardon bought with Blood.
Is Food for dying .Souls, ' r
While all our He'arts:, and all our Songs,
Join to admire thfe Feaft,
Each of us cry with thankful Tongues,
*« Lordj-WhywasIa'Gutfe.?
Why.was i made to hear thy Voice,
*' A.nd^i6er while theflfs Room ?
*♦ Vv^he-Hlrmicufandj make-a wretched Choic^^
And rather {larve than come,"]
'Twas the fame Love tha.t fpread the Feaft,
That fweetly forc'd us in,
Elfe we had ftill refus'd to tafte,
And perifii'd in our Sin.
> Pity the Nations, O our Gcd,
Conftrain the Earth to come ;
Send thy viftorious Word abrosd.
And bring the Strangers heme.
We long to fee thy Churches full, ^
That all the eKofen Race,
% . " La May
i3o H r M N S and
May with one Voice, and Heart, and Soul,"
Sing thy redeeming Grace.]
XIV. ^he Song of Simeon, Luke ii, 28 j or,
Sight of Chrift makes Deatheafy.
k
' "^T ^ ^ ^^^^ '^^^ Heapts embraced our Go
X % We would forget all earthly Charms,-
And wifk to die as Simeon wou'd
■^With his young Saviour in~his Arms.
1. Our Lips fliould learn that joyfu! Song
Were but our Hearts prepar'd like his,
Our Souls ftilLwilling to be g©ne,
And at thy Word depart in Peace.
3 Here we have feen thy Face, O Lord,
And view'd Salvation with our Eyes,
Tailed and felt the living Word,
The Bread defcending from the Skies.
4 Thou haft prepar'd this dying Lamb,
Haft fet bis Blood before our Face,
To teach the Terrors of thy Name,
And fhew the Wonders of thy Grace,
5 He is our Light, our Morning- Star,
Shall fhine on Nations yet unknown;
The Glory of thine Ifrael here.
And Joy of Spirits near th« Throbs.
XV. Our Lord Jefus at bis oivn labU.
[i fV^ME Mem'ry of our dying Lord
J. Awakes a thankful Tongue j
How rich he fpreads his Royal Board, j
And blefs'd the Food, and fung. j
» Happy the Men that eat this Bread,
But doublc-blefs'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving Head,
Ano lean'd it, Lord, on Thee.
3 I
,( r-
HI. Splriiual S 0 N G S. aji
Faith the fame Delights we tafte
As that great Fav'rite did, ;^
A.nd fit and lean on jefus^ Breaft,
And take the heavenly Bread.]
Down from the Palace of the Skies
Hither the King defcends,
Come, my Beloved, eat (ite cn«5)
'•' And drink Salvation, Friends.
* My Flelhis Food and Phyfick too, ■
" A Balm for all your Pains ;
« And the red Streams of Pardon flow
"From thefe my pierced Veins."]
Ho/anna to his bounteous Love
For fuch a Taile below !
And yet he feeds his Saints above
With nobler BlefTings too.
J Come the dear Day, the glorious Hour,
That brings our Souls to reft !
Then we (halt need thefe Types no morej
But dvveil at th' heavaly Feaft.]
XVI. lie Agonus c/ Chrift.
^"T o W let our Pains be all forget,
^i Gur Hearts no more repine,
Our Suflf rings are not worth _a Thought,
When, Lord, compar'd with thine.
In lively Figures here we fee
The bleeding Prince of Love j
Evich of us hope, He dy'd for me,
And then our Griefs remove.
^ Our bumble Faith. here takes her Rifc^
While fitting round his Board }
And back to Caiuary (he flies,
To view her groaning Lord,
4. His Soul, what Agonies is feit
When his own God withdrew j
L 3 ' ^^
23» H J' ^ ^ S and B. I '
And the large Load of all'eur Guilt
Lny heav)' on him too.
5 But the Divinity wi-thin
Supported him to beai"j
Dying he conquered Hell and Sin,
And made iiis-Triunnph there.]
£ Grace, Wifdont, Jiiltice, join'd and wrougbtl^
The Wonders of that Day ; \
No mortal Tongue, nor mortal Thought,
Can equal Thanks repay,
7 Our Hymns iliall found like thofe above,
Ccuidw.e o.ur Voices raife J
Yet, Lord, opr Hearts /hall all be Love,
And all our Lives be Praife.
XVII IniO?nparabU Food ; or, the Vlejh and Bloc
c/Chrift.
[i \XT^ *''^S '^'' ^^'-^-^^S Deeds,
VV That Grace Divine performs.
Th' Eternal God comes down and bleeds.
To n urifh dying Wornr«.
z This Soul-reviving Wine, I
Dear Saviour, 'tis thy Blood ; ' _ 1
We thank that facred Ficfti of thine
For this immort.-'J Food.]
3 The Banquet that we eat,
Is made of Heav'nly Things ;
Enrth hath no Dainties halt fo Iweet
As our Redeemer brings.
4. In v.isn had Adrm fought,
And fearch'd his Garden round,
^ov there was no fuch bieiled Fruit
In all that happy Ground.
5 Th' Angtlick Hoft above
Can never tafte this Food,
Th^v feall upon'their Maker's Love,
But not a Saviour's Blood.
6 Ol
I III. Spirit-ual S O'N G S. 2-33
ns th' Ahnighty Lord " • •
eftows this iiratchlers Grace.
And meets us with feme cbearing VYcrd,
With Pleafure in his Face.
'Come, all ye drooping Saints,
And banquet with the King,
This Wine will drown your fad Complaints,
And tune your Voice to fing,
Sslvation to the Name
Of our adored Chriff,
Thro??gh the wide Earth bis Grace proclainj^
Kis Glory in the High'ft.
XVIII. rhefame.
f ^yi" ,5" 175', we bow before thy Feet,
J Tliy I'able is divi'jely ftor'd ;
Thy facred Fkfii our Souls have eat,
'T's Living Bpe-ad ; we -hank Thee, Lord!
And here we drink, our Saviou;'s Blocd^
We thxnk'Thee, Lord, 'tis.gen'rous Wine j
Mingled with Love the Fountain fiow'd
From that dear bleeding Heart of thine,
I On Earth is no fuch Sweetnefs found,
For the La.nb's Fiefli is heav'nly Food 5
In vain we fearch the Globe around
For Bread fo fine, or Wine fo good.
\. Carnal Provifions can at beft
£nt chear the Heart, or warm the Head,
But the rich Cordial that we tafte,
Gives Life Eternal to the'Uead.
5 Joy to tke Mafter of the Feaft,
His Name our Sotds for ever blefs ;
To God the King, and God the Prieft,
' A loud Hofanna round the Fiacc,
L4 xrx.
:t34 HYMNS and B. IE
XIX. Glory in the Crofs j or, not aJbanCd of Chri:
(rucifiid.
'i.
T thy Command, our deaieft Lord,
Hei e we attend thy dying Feaft ;
Thy Blood, like vVioe, adoriis thy Board,
And thine own FJefh feeds ev'ry Gueft.
% Our Faith adores thy bleeding Love,
And trufts for Life in one that dy''d }
We hope for heavV.ly Crowns above.
From a Redeemer crucify'd.
3 Let the vain World pronounce it Shamfj
And fling their Scandals on the Caufe j
We come to boalt our Saviour's Name,
And make our Triumphs in his Crofs.
4. With Joy we teil the fcoffing Age,
He that was dead has left his Tomb,
He lives above their utmo(t Rage, .
And we are waiting till he come.
XX. The Pro^ifions for the Table of the Lord; or.
The Tree af Life, and River of Lo^ue.
1 T GRI>, we adore thy bounteous Hand
J_/ And fing the folemn Feaft,
Where fweet celertial Dainties Hand
For ev'ry willing Guelt.
[i The Tree of Life adorns the Board
With rich immorral Fruit,
And ne'er an raigry fiaming Swoid
To gijard their -j^aflage to't.
3 The Cup ftands crown'd with living Juice 5
The Fountain flows above,
Aad runs down iireaming for our Ufe,
In Rivulets of Love.]
4 The Food's prep:\r'd by heav'nly Art,
The Pleafure's well refin'd.
They
3. III. spiritual S 0 N G S. • rfi
They fpread new Life through ev'ry Heart,
And chear the drooping Mind.
5 Shout and proclaim the Saviour's Love,
Ye Saints that tafte his WiHe,
Join with your Kindred Saints above,
In loud Hofa'finas join.
^ A Thoufand Glories to the God
. That gives fuch Joys as this j,
Hofanna I let it found abroad.
And rsach where Jefus is.
XXI. i:he rriumphal Feaji for C\iv\^'s Viaory av^r
Sin and Death y q.nd Hill.
I /^ OM E, let us lift our Voices high,
V_-» High as our Joys arife }
And join the Songs above the Sky,
Where Pkafure never dies.
Jefas, the God, that fought and bled.
And conquerM when he fell,
That rofe, and at his Chariot Wheels
Dragg'd all the PowVs of Hell.]
[3 J^fiih the God, invites us here
10 this triumphal Feaft,
And brings immortal Bleffings down
For each redeemed Gueft.]
4, The Lordl how glorious is his Face !
How kind his Smiles appear !
And, O ! what melting Words he fays
To every humble Ear^
5- *' For you, the Children of my Love,
*' It was for you I dy'd,
" Behold my Hands, behold my Feet,
*« And look into my Side.
" Tbefe are the Wounds for you I bore^
" The Tokens of my Pains,
** When I came down to free yovjr Soul
<- From Mifery and Chains.
Lj 7«Tu.
S36 H r M N S ana B. III.
[7 '^ }uftice unftieathM its fiery Sword,
** And plung'd it in my Heart ;
'" Inflnire Pa^gs for vou I boie,
'* And iTi'-fl tormenting Smart.
a " When Hell, and all its fpiteful PowV?,
" Stood dreadful in my Way,
*' To rcfcue tbofe dear Lives of yours,
" I gave my own away.
9 *• But while I bkd, and groan'd, and dy'd,
*' I ruin'd Satan ^ Throne^
'• High on my Crofs I hung, and fpy'd
*' The Monftertumbiing down.
JO '* Novt' you muft triumph at my Feaft,
♦* And tafte my Fielli. ray Blood j
" And live eternal Ages bleft,
** For 'ti« immortal Food."
11 Viilorious God ! What can w£ pay
_ For Favours (o divi'.e ?
We would devote cur Hearts away
To be for ever thine.]
12 We^ive Thee, Lord, our higheft Praife,
The Tribute of our Tongues j
But Themes fo infini'e as thefe
Exceed our nobleft Songs..
XXH. The CompaJJion of a dyi^ Chrift.
U R Spirits Join t' adore the Lamb ;
O that our feeble Lips could move
In Strains immortal as hisNaiije,
And melting as his dying Love.
2 Was ever equal Piry found ?
»The Prince ('f Heav'n refigns hife Breath,
And pou;s his Life out en the Ground,
To ranfom guilty W.orms from Death.
[3 Rebels, we broke our Maker's Laws j
He from the Thteat'ning fet us free,
Bort
}llt. Spiritual SONGS, 237
Bore the full Vengeance on his Crofs,
And naird the Carfesto the Tree.l
The Law -proclaims no" Terror now,
_nd Sinai's Thunder roais no more ;
• lOm all his Wounds new BlefTings flow,
A Sea of Joy without a Shore.
Kej-e we have wa(hM our deepeft Stains,
And heard cur Woiinds with h'Cav'nly Blood 3
Biefs'd Fountain ! fpringing from the Veina
Of Je/us our incainate God. ]
In vain our mortal Voices flrive
To fpeak CompafF.on fo divine ;
Had we a Thoufand Lives to give,
-i. Thoufand Lives fliould all be thine/
AAIII. Grace ond Glory by the Death of Chrift.
;i Q I T T I N G around our Father's Board,
O '^^^^ raife our tuneful Breath j
Our Faith beholds her dying Lord,
And dooms our Sin to Death,
i Wer fee the Blood of Jefus fhed,
When ail our Pard ;ns rife;
The Sinner views th' Atonement made.
And loves the Sacrifice.
3. Thy cruel Thorns, thy fhameful Crofs,
Procure us heavenly Crowns ;
Our higheft Gain fprings from thy Lofs ;
Our Hearing from thy Wounds.
.4, O 'tis impofllbie that we,.
Who dwell in feeble Clay,
Should equal Suff 'rings bear for Thee,
Or equal Thanks repay.
XXIV. Pardo-n and Strength from Chrift.
i T? A T H E R, we wait to feel thy Grace,
X^ To fee thy Glories (hine 5
The Lord will his cwn Table blefs,
Aad make the Feaft Divine.
L6 »Wc
^38 HYMNS and B. II
2 We touch, we tafte the heav'nly Bread,
We drink the facied Cup j
^ With outward Forms our Senfe is fed,
Our Souls rejoice in Hope.
3 We fiiaii appear before the Throne
Of our forgiving God,
Drefs'd in the Garments of his Son,
And rp! inkled with his Blood.
4 We lh:^ll be ftrong to run the Race,
And Climb the upper Sky ;
Chriji will provide our Souls with Grace,
He bought a large Supply.
[5 L«t us indulge a chearfui Frame,
For Joy becomes a Feaft ;
We love the Mem'ry of his Name
More thaii the Wine we tafte.]
XXV. Di'vine Claries and our Grace <>
* TT O W are thy Glories here difplay'd,
JTl Gi eat Godj how bright they fhincj
While at thy Word we break the Bread,
And pour the flowing \yine.
'7. Here thy revenging Juitice ftsnds,
And pleads its dreadful Caufe ;
Here faving Mercy fpreads h»r Hands,
Like Jefus on the Crofs.
j Thy Saints attend with t\"iy Grace,
On this great Sacrifice j
And Love appears with chearfui Face,
And Faith with fixed Eyes.
4 Oar Hope in waiting Pofture fits,
To Heav'n dire^s her Sight j
Here ev'ry warmer Paffion meets.
And warmer Pow'rs unite.
5 Zeal and Revenge perform their Parts j
And rifing Sun deftroy j
Repent-
B. Ill Spiritual S O N4r S. z^^'
Repentance c<?mes v/ith aking Heart,
Yet not forbids the Jo5^ ^
6 Dear Saviour change our Fa-itkto Sight,
Let Sin for ever die ;
Then (hall our Souls be all Delight,
And ev'ry Tear be dry.
J Cannot perfuade tnyfelftoput a full Period to theje
^ Divine Hymns, //// 1 hanje addreffed a fpectal
Song of Glory ta Gcd the Father^ the Sottf and the
Holy Spirit. Though ike Latin Name of it, Gloria
P-,tri, be retained in our Nation from the Roman
(Church ; and though there may be feme Exceffes of
fuperfitious Honour paid to the Words of it, ivhich
may hanje ^wrought fome unhappy Prejudices in Weak-
er Chrijlians ; jet I belief's it Jiill to be one of the
nohlef Parts of Chrifiian Wor/hip. The Subjea of
it is the Doiirine of the trinity, ivhick is that pecu^
liar Glory of the Di'vine Nature^ that our Lord ]e-
fus Chrift has fo clearly reueahd unto Men, and is
fa ncceffary to true Chrifianity. The ASiion is Praife,
nvhich is one of the moji complete and exalted Parts
cf heavenly Worfbip. I hai>e caf the Song into a
Variety of Forms j and hanje fitted it by a plai?rVer-
Ji9n, or a larger Parafhrafe, to be fung either alone,
or at the Conelufion of another Hymn, J ka^oe fdded
alfa a fe^M Hofannas, or Afcriptions of Sah'ation
to Chrift, in the fame Manner , and for the farm
End.
A Song ef Praife to the e'vtr-hlejfed Trinity y GOD
the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
XXVI. J ft Long Metre.
1 "O L E S S 'D be the Father and his Love,
JLJ To whofe celeftial Source we -owe
Rivers of endlefs Joys above.
And Rills of Comfort here below.
a Giory
2^6 H r M N S and B. IJI
a Glory to Thee, great Son of God,
From whofe dear wounded Body rolls^
A precious Stream of vital Blood,
Pauion and Life for dying S.ouls.
3 We give the facred Spirit Pra 5 fe.
Who, in our Hearts of Sin and Woe,
Makes living Sprijigs of Grace arife.
And into boundlefs Glory flow.
4 Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit we adore,
Th:it Sea. of Life and Love unknowrh,
Without a Bottom or a Shore.
XXVIL I ft Common Metre.
1 f^ LORY to God, the Father's Name,
VJF Who, from the finful Race,
Chofe out his FavViees to proclainx
The Honours of his Grace.
s 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 whofe Aliriighty Pow'r
Our Souls their heav'niy Birth derive,.
And blefs the happy Hour.
4. Glory to God that reigns above,
Th' Eternal Three fn One,
Wh=o by the Wonders of his Love
Has made his Nature known.
XXVHL jft>S*or/ Metre
,Y ET God the Father live
%^ For ever on our Tongues y
Sinners, from his firft Love, derive
The Ground of all their Songs.
\U. SpintU'd SONG S. 24.:
Ye Saints, employ your Breath
In Honour to the Son, -
Who brought your Souls froui Hell and Death,
By oS'ring up his own.
Give to the Spirit Praife
i OF an immortal Strain,
f Whole Light, and PowV, and Grace conveys
^ Saivatidn down to Men.
^ While God, the Comforter,
Reveals our pardonM Sis,
O may the Blood and Water bear
The fame Record within.
5 To the Great One and Tiiree,
That feal? this Grace in Heav'n,
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be
Eternal Glory giv'n.
XXIX. ad Lo^^g Metre.
1 f~^ LORY to God the Trinity,
%.> WhofeName has Myfteries unknown j
In EfTence One, in Ferfon Three ;
A focial Nature, yet atone.
2 When all our nobleft Pow'rs are ^oin'd
The Honours of thy Name to raife.
Thy Glories over-match our Mind,
The Angels faint beneath the Praife.
XXX. ad Common Metre.
1 ^HE God of Mercy be ador'd,
%. Who calls our Souls from Death,
Who faves by his Redeeming Word,
And new-creating Breath,
a To praife the Father and the Son,
ARd Spirit all Divine,
The One in Three, and Thret in One,
Let Saints and Awgels join,
XXXI.
*42 HYMNS and B. H] 1
XXXI. ad Short Metre. j
I T E T God the Maker's Name
I / Have Honour, Love and Fear,
To God the Saviour pay the iame,
And God the Comfoi ter.
a Father of Lights above.
Thy Mercy we adore.
The Son of thy eternal Love,
And Spirit of thy PowY.
XXXII. 3d Long Mitre.
TO God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,^
Be Honour, Praife and Glory giv'n
By ail on Earth, and all in Heav'n.
XXXIIL Or thus.
ALL Glory to thy wond'rous Name,
Father of Mercy, God of Love,
Thus we exalt the Lord, the Lamb,
And thus we praife the heav'nly Dove.
XXXIV. i^ Common Metre,
O W 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.
HO N O U R to Thee, Almighty Three, **
And everlafting One j
All Glory to the Father be.
The Spirit an^ the San.
XXXVI.
^l spiritual SONGS. 343
■ XXXVI. 3d Short Metre,
fCT" E Angels round the Throne,
Y Ancf Saints that dweil below,
iVorfhip the Father, love the Son,
And blefs the Spirit too.
XXXVir. Or thus,
f^ I V E to the Father Praife,
Ljf Give Glory to the Son,
\.nd to the Spirit of his Grace
Be equal Honour done.
CXXVIII. A Song of Prai/e io the Bhjfed *TnTtitif.
The ill ai /Af cxiviiirh Pralm.
I GIVE immortalPraife
. To Gcd the Father's Loi?e,
For all my Comforis here,
And better Hopes above.
He fent his own
Eternal Son
To die for Sins
, That Man had done.
To G-id tlv; Son belongs
•ImmoFtal Glory too,
Who bought us with his Blood
From everlaiting Vv^'oe :
And now he lives.
And now be reigns.
And fees the Fruit
Of ail his Pains..
To God, the Spii it's Name,
Immortal WorQiip give.
Whole new creating Pow'r
Makes the dead Sinner live :
His Work ccnTipietes
The great Defign,
And
X --^^
244^ , HYMNS and B. Ill
And fills the Soul
With Joy Divine.
5 Almighty God^ to Thee
Be endlefs Honotirs done j
The undivided Three,
And the Myfterious One :
Where Reafon fails
With all her Fovv'rs,
Ther« Faith prevails,
And Love ad6res,
XXXIX. rke 2d as yfe't^lvriith-Pralm
1 ''TT'^ O hi-m that chofe us krfr,
jL B'efore the W®rld bisganj
To him that bore the Cui Te
To fave reb.eiiious Man.:. ,
To Him thjit form'd
Our Hearts aiiew,^ rjf; '
Is endlefs Praife
And Glory due.
2 The Father's Love fnall ruin
Through our immortal Songs,
We bring to Gad the Son
Hofanniis on our Tongues :
Our Lips addrefs
The Spirit's Name
With equ^l Praife,
And Zeal the fame.
1 Let ev'ry Saint above,
And Angel round the Throne,
For erer blefs and love
The fticred Three in One t
Thus Heav'n ftiall raife
His Honours high,
When Earth and Time
Grew old and die.
XL.
B. IIL Spiritual SONG S. 245
XL. The 3:! as tkf cxlviiith Pfalm.
O God the Father's Throne
Perpetual Honours raife J
Glory to God the Son,
To God tkie Spirit, Praifej
And v.hile our Lips
Their Tribute bring,
Our Faith adores
The Name's' Iwe i^ng.
■' XLI. Or thus.
TO our Eternal God.
The Father and the Son,
And Spiru all. Divine,
Ti^ree Myfteries in One :
Salvation, Fow'r, , .
And Praife be giv'n,,
By ail on Earthy " , . 5
And all in Heav'n,
The Hofanna J ofy Salnjatioa afcrthed to Chrift,
XLil. Long Mitre. . ■
1 TJO S ANN /} toKingD^'i'iW's Son,
Who reigns on a fuperior Throne .j
We blefs the Prince of heavenly Birth^
Who brings Salvation dov/n to Earth.
2 Let ev'rv Nation, ev^ry x-ige,
In th's dtlic^httul W«rk engage ;
Old Men and Babes in Sion fmg
The growing Glories of" her King.
XLTII. Common Metre,
t JJOS ANNA to :he Prin:e ofGrace,
Sion, behoU thy King}
Proclaim the Son of Da'vid's Race,
And teach the Babes to fing.
J46 HYMNS, &c. B. Ill,
a Hofanna to th' Incarnate Word,
Who from the Father came j
Afcribe Salvation to the Lcid,
WiiUBlcfiings on his Name.
XLIV. Short Metft.
1 JJOSANNA to the Son
Of Dai/icf, and of God,
Who brought the News of Pardon down^
And bowght it with his Blood. •
% To Cbrifi th' anointed King
Be endlefs Bleffings giv'n j
let the whole Earth his Glory fing.
Who made our Peace with Heav'n,
XLV. As the cxlviiith Pfalm.
1 JL70S ANNA to theKlng
'*-' Of Dcrvid\ ancient Blood,
Behold he comes to bring
ForgivinsfGr^-ice from God :
let Old an'1 Voting '
Attend his Way,
And at his Feet
Their Honours by.
a Glory to God on high.
Salvation to the Lamb ;
Let Earth, and Sea, a-njd Sky,
His wond'rous Love proclaim -.
Upon his Head
Shall Honours reft.
And evVy Age
Pronounce him Blels'd.
The End of the Third Book.
[ H7 ]
TABLE
To find any H Y M N by the Firfl Line.
■Note, The Letters -a, b^ c, denote the Ift, IJd and
Hid Book^ The Figures direa to the Hymn.
A B. H.
ADORE and tremble, for our God a 41
Alas, ^and did my Swviour bleed b 9
All fnortat Canities he gone a zc
And are <u:e Wretches yet aii've b xo^
Andmujl this Body die b ijo
And no to the Scales J: a<ve left mine Eves ■ b 8x
Arfe, my Soul, my joyful Po^wers b 8s
■At thy Command, our dear fji Lord c jo
Attend <ii,bile God's exalted Son . b :i 30
Anv£ike my Heart, arjfe my Tongue a 20
A<-uiake, our Souh, a^way our Fears a 48
A^jay from enjery mortal Care h xtt
B ^
BAck^'ard <wfth humble Shame lue look a 57
Begin, my Tengue, fome heavenly Theme b to
BeboM honv Sinners difagree a i^ji
Behold the Blind their Sight recei've b ix-j
Behold the Glories of the Lmb a ^\
Behold the Grace appea-'s a
Behold the Potter ar^ ihe Clay a 217
Behold the Rofe 7 Sharon hers ^ Z
Behold th^ ff^^nanU promised Seed b x 1 r
tekQld
248 A T A B L E
Behold the Wretch lukofe Luft and Wine a x a 3
Behold ivkat ^vond'rous Grace a
Blef are the hHmble Souls thatfei a
Bl/-fl he the e^erlafiing God a
Blcji be the Father arid his Lome c
Bleji is the Man nvbofe cautious Feet a
B it fi Morning ! xchofe yoiitig danvnittg Rays b
Bleji --uith the Jojs cf innocence b
Bhcd has a l^oice that mo'ves the Skies b
Bright King oj Glory, dreadful God b
Broad is the Koad that leads to Death b
Burjd in Shadoki's cf the Nikht a
But few among the Carnal Wtfe . a •
CA-^ Creatures toFtrfiBion find b
Chrift ar^d his Crcfs is all our Theme a
Comet all harmonious Tongues b
Ccmei dear eft Lord, dffcend and d^ell a
Come^ happy Soids, approach your God b
Come hithir all ye ^vtary Souls
Come Holy Spirit, hea'v'nly Dove
Comey let us join a joyful Tune c
Cofne, let us join cw chtarjul Songs a
Come, let us lift our joyjul Lyes b
Comey 4et us lat cur Voices high c
Comet tve that lo<ve the Lord b
' . I> *
.Aunhiers of Sion, come, behold a
__ Dear Lord, behold our fore Diffefs b :
Dearefi of ail the Names ahcve _ b
Death cannot make our Souls afraid b
Death may diffoln}e my Body noiv a
Death ftis a mtlanc holy Day b
Deceivd by fubtle Snares of Hell
Deep in the Duf before' ^y Throne
Defcend from Uean/n imm^ial Do've
Po<wn beadhngfrom ihfir naWVe Skies
Of the Firll Line-:, 249
EUo *ive not knonv thai folemn Word a iii
prmd So'v'riign, let ?ny Enjuiing Song b 7
E
'ER the blue Hea^'ns ^vere Jintcod abroad s: 2
Eternal So'vereign of ibe Sh b 149
Eternal Spirit ^ nxe confejs t) 133
■F ~ . '
FAITH is the brighej} Evidence a 120
Fa^fr 0 m my Thoughts 'va i7i Wor Id be gone b 15
father I lo7:g, i faint to fee b 68
Father ^ive ^'ait to feel thy Gmce c 24
Jirm and unmo'v'd are they a 23
Firm as the Earth thy Gofpel fands a 1-3 S
from lieanjen the finning Angels fell b 97
From thee, my God, my Joys /hall nfe b 75
G
GE N T I L E S /:>; Nature ive belong 3124
Giue me the Wings of Faith to rife b 140
Glory to God the Trinity €29
Glory to God thativcdks the Sky b 59
Glory to God the Father'' s Name c 27
God is a Spirit jufi and nx-ife 3136
God of the Morning, at <yohofe Voice a 79
God of the SeaSy thy thundering Voice b 70
God ihe Eternal Aivful Name b 27
God nvho in fvariows Methods told a 53
■Go preach niy Gofpel, faith the Lord a 12S
Go -ivor/hip at Immanuerj Feet a 146
Great Gody hoiv infinite art Thou b 67
Great Gody 1 o-xun thy Sentence jufl a 6
Great God, thy Glories fh all employ b 167
Gr'eut G(tdy to n.vhat a glorious Height b iiz
Great King of Glory and of Grace ^ 159
Great <u>as ^he Day, the Joy nx) as great b 14.4
H
HAD I the Tongues of Greeks and ]tw% a 134
Happy the Church, thou f acred F lace b '64
' ^^PPj the Heart 'mbere Graces reign b ; 38
Bark I
»5o A TAB
Hark ! from the Tombs a doleful Sound b
i-^ark! tbe kedeemtr jrom on high a
hear ^^-jkat the Voice from Hea^v'n prcdaims a
hence fern my Soul fad Thoughts bt a one b
here at thy Oofs, my dying God "^ b
high as I he Hea<v'ns abo've the Ground b
high on a Hill of dazzling Light b
Ho/anna, (^c, c 4.2
Hofanna to our conquering King * b
Hofanna to the Prince of Light b
^OL^nnB. to the Royal Son ^ a
Hohnnz iviibMchearful Sound b
H01V are thy Glories here difplafd c
Hon.v beauteous are their Feet ^ a
hoiK; can I Jink ivith fiich a Prop " b
how condefcending and kovj kind c
Howjull of Angutfh is the Thought b
ho^ heu'vy is the Night a
H01V honourable is the Place a
hoiu large the Fromife, hon.v di^vine a
Honju oft ka<ve Sin and Satan fro^e a
Uoiu rich are thy Pro'v'ifions, Lord c
Ho-wfad our State by. Nature is b
Ho^iv fhall I praife th' Eternal God
Mo-xvfhort and ha fly is our Life ^
how /hculd the Sons of Adam's Race a
hciv Jirong thine Arm is 3 mighty God a
ho IV Jkveet and anvful is tbe Place c
H01V tvain are all Things here belonv b
Hitv wondVcuj great, ho'w glorious bright b
I CAN NOT bear thine Abfertcty Lord b
I give immortal Praije c
/ bate tbe Temf Per and btJ Charms b
/ lift my Banners, faith the Lord a
i love the IVindoivs of tby Grace b
Tm not afiyam'd to onvn tny Lord a
/ fend tbe Joys of Earth a'Wity h
of the Pirft Lines-^ 2:5 »
Jkig my Safviour's nvottd^roui Death b 114.
^bovah fpeah, let Krael hear a U
i.-hovah reigns, his Throne is high r d i^J*
iefus, in thee mr Eyes behold ^ HS
:;fus invites his Saints _ ^6
>fus ij ^on^ /aZ'iJi;^ the Skies c
isfus, /Z'^ FvUtj of coifant Grhf a i %
efus, nx>e blefs thy Father's Namg a 54
e(us, 'UJ^ ^ff'-'-t' ^^/or^ thy Feet c iS
efus, n.vith all thy Saints above b a9
?2 Gabriei'j Hr-i«r:/ a mighty Stom a 59
n thine o^n Way^, 0 God of Lo-ve a 39
„q;am the ivealthy Mortals ml a 24
« i;-t//? ^ve Iwv'ijh out our Lii^j a 9
^^ff;>^ Gr?>// ama^ivg Woe b 95
^ci>z fl// /^^ Glorious Vames ^ 105
/o?3 ad the Names of Lo've and Power a 149
s thii the kind Riturn t> 74
K.
IT" J';^ ;V the Speech of Chrift o«r Urd a 75
L^^^« wzi^ Guilt, and full, of Fears b 119
Lit all our Tongues be one c 9
lit tnjerlajling GUries cronxjn i^ i 3^-
let enjery 7mrtal Far attend a j
let God the Father linje c aS
Let him embrace my Soul and li'VS a 66
lei God the Maker's Name C 31
let me but hear my Sainour fay a 15
Let mortal Tongues attempt to fing a 5S
Let others boafhonx) frongthry he b 19
Z.^? Pharifees of high Efieem a 1 3 5
Let the old Heathens tune their Songs b ^^
Ltt the Senjenth Angel found on high a 65
Lei the njchole Race sf Creatures he b 99
Lei the wild Leopards sf the V/osd b 160
Let them negUa thy Gk^y Lord b ^35
iSi let
iS^ A T A B L E
Let us adore th"" Eternal Word
Life and immortal Joys are ^'Vtn
Life is the Time to Jerque the Lord
Lift up your Eyes to th'' hea'v'nly Seat
Like Sheep nve n.uent ajiray
Lo ike young Tribes of Adam rife
Lo nvbat a glorious Sight appears
Lo ivhat an enter tai/itng Si^ht
L'ing hanje Ifai beneath the Sound
Look, gracious God, bonjo nurn'rous they
Lord, at thy Temple ixje appear
Lord, hoiAj di^vine thy Comforts are
Lord, ho-cu fecure and blefi are they
Lord, houu fecure my Coufcience ivas
Lord, 'we adore thy bounticus Hand
Lord, nve adore thy njaji Dtft^ns
Lord, ive are blind, oi'f Mortals blind
Lord, 'we confefs our numerous Faults
Lord, IV hat a fechU Piece
Lord, nxhat a Hean/n of facing Grace b
Lord, tvhat a thougbtlefs iVretcb woas I a
Lord, nvhat a nvretehed Land is this b
Lord, ■■zvhen my Thoughts itiih Wonder roll b
Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord a
M
MA N has a Soul oj 'vaft Defires b
Mijaken Souls that dream of Heanfn a
My dea*- Redetmer and my Lo'-d b
My drcwfy Voixers ivhy fleep yon fo b
My God, hoiv tndlefs is thy Lo've a
My God, my Life, my Lonje b
My Gcd, my Portion, and my Love b
Mj God permit me not to be b
My God, the Spring of all my Joys b
My God, nvhat endlefs Pleajurcs dnveU b
My Heart hovj dreadful hard it is b
My Scviour God, my Sovereign Prince h
My Soul corns meditate tht Buy b
of the Fjrfu Lines.
Mi Soul for fakes kit ^ain Delight
My Thoughts onaivful Subje^s roil
My Thoughts furmount thsfe lo^.oer Skies
N
'J A K E D as from the Earth ive cams
Nature ivith all her F'o<u:er fJiall fing
! Nature nvith open Volume fiands
\ No, Pit repine at Death no mors
\ No, I /hail eniy them no more
No more, my God, I boajl Jio more
Nor Eye has feert, nor Ear hat heard
Not all the Blood of Beafs
Not all the outxvard Forms on Earth
Not different food or different Drefs
Not from the Dvjl Affudion groivs
Not the Malicious or Prophane
Not to condemn the Sons of Men
Not to the Terrors of the Lord
Not njuiih our mortal Eyes
No-uj be the God of Ifrael bhf
Notv by the Boivels of my God
No^zvfor a Tune of lofty Prafe
No w hwve our Hearts imbrac''d our God
No IV in the Galleries of his Grace
Nouj in the Heat of youthful Blood
No~lV let afpacious World crife
Noifj let our Pcins be all J or got
No%v let the Lord my Swvicur fmtle
No^o) Satvin comes njoith dreadful Roar
Noiv Jhall my innxard Joys orife
Nonv to the Lord a noble Song
Noiv to the Lord that makes us k.votv
Now to the Ponder of Gcd fupreme
Q''
For an overcoming Faith
O ! if my Soul ^wasform'd for Wog
O the Almighty Lord
O the DtlightSy the hea'venly Jovs
Ma
b
19
b
%
b
,63
a
5
b
I
c
10
b
loa
b
56
a
109
a
105
b
14.2
a
9S
a
12S
a
85
a
104
a
100
b
15*
a
loS
a
5»
a
130
b
43
c
14.
a
7"/
a
Ql
b
T47
c
16
b
5<5
b
157
a
39
b
47
a
6f
a
»37
a
71
b
106
b
80
b
91
0
^trn
S54- A TABLE
Often I feek my Lord hy Night a
Once more^ my SouU the rijing Day b
Our Days alas, our mortal Days b
Our God ho-iv firm his Fromife jlands b
Our Sins alas, honv Jirong they be b
Our Souls /hall magnify the Lord a
Our Spirits join f adore the Lamb c
P
P Lunged in a Gulph of dark Defpair b
Praife, e'verlafiing Praife, be paid b
R
RAife thee^ my Soulf fly up and run b
Raife )Our triumphant Songs b
Rife^ rtfet my Soul, and lea've the Ground b
S
SAintSf at ycur Father'' s hean/ny Word a
Salvation ! O the joyful Sound b
See ivhere the great incarnate God a
Shall the 'vile Race of Fle/Jj and Blood a
Shall nx)e ^o on to Sin a
Shall JVifdom cry aloud a
Shine mighty God, cn'BM^iAn Jkjne a
Shout to the Lord, and let your Joys b
Sin has a Thoufand treacherous Arts b
Sin like a venomows Difeafe b
Sing to the Lord that built the Skies b
Sing to the Lord, ivith joyful Voice a
Sing to the Lord, ye- heti'venly Hofis b
Sitting around our Father's Board c
So did the Hebrew Prophet rife a
So let our Lips and Livts exprefs a
So tienv-born Babes defire the Brcafi a
Stand up, my Soul, fhake off thy Fears b
Stoop doiun, my Thoughts, that ufe to rife b
Straight is the Way, the door is firaigbt b
T
TBrrible God, that reign" fi on high
That aivjul Day will fur fly comt
Of the Firft Lines. ass
Thee- we adore y Eternal Nam ^55
The Glories of my Maker God "71
th£ God of Mercy be adored c jo
The King of Glory fends his Son b 1 3*
The Lands that long in Darknefs lay a 1 1
The Lanv by Mofes came f ^
The Lanv commands, and makes us knoiv b i ii
The Lord declares his Will \ i^J
The Lord defcending from aho'Vi b iiS
The Lord Jehovah reigns t> 169
The Lord on high proclaims ^ ^5
%be Majef^yof Solomon b 113
The Memory of our dying Lord c 15
The fromife of my Father's Love « 3
The Fromife nvas di'vinely free o 134
The true Mefliah nonv appears t> is
The Foice of my Belo-vsd founds a 69
The nvond'ring World enquires to knoix) a 75
There is a Hoiife ret ?nade nviih Hands a iio
There is a Land of pure Delight b 66
There's no Ambitisn ^frveus my Heart 333
There <ivas an Horn njtfben Chnft rfotc'd a il
Thefe rkrious Minds how bright they Jltne a 41
This ?/ the Word of Truth and love b 138
Thou^ whom my Soul admirrs above 367
Thus did the Sons of Abraham pafs b 127
Thus far the Lord has led me on a 80
Thus faith the Firf, the }-reat Command a 116
Thus faith the hiuh and lofty One a 87
Thus faith the Ruler of the Shes b 83
Thus faith the Mercy of the Lord a 121
Thus faith the Wifdom of the Lord a 93
Thy Favours y Lord, Jurprizeour Souls b 45
Ti^ne, what an empty Fapour "iis b ^8
^Tis by the Faith of Joys to co7ne b 129
'Tis from the Treafures of bts Word a 147
"T/V not the Law of ten Commands b 124
Tq God the only Wife a 51
M 3 -o
/
2s6 A T A B L E
Ty /y'm that ehof» us firjl c
^'7'znas by an Ordf.r from the Lord h
^T'ljuas on that darky that doleful Night c
T^vas the Commiffion of our Lord a
V
VA'xn are the Mopes the Sons of Men a
yain are the Hopes that Rebels place a
Vnfbaken as the [acred Hill a
Up to the Field ivhere Angels lie b
Up to the Lord that reigns on high b
W
WE are a Garden ivaWd around a
We bhfs the Frophet cf the Lord b
^^ fi^g ^be amn%ing Deeds C
Wefmg the Glories of thy Lo-ve a
Welcome fnveet Day of Reji b
Well^ the Redeemer's gone , b
What different ton.vers of Grace and Sin b
What equal Honours fkall nve bring a
What happy Men or Angels thefe a
What mighty Man, or mivhiy God a
Whence do our mournfiu Thoughts arift a
When I can read my Title clear b
Whin in the Light of Faith Dii'ins b
When I furt'cy the luond^rous Crofs C
When IV e are rais\l from d'Cp Dijirefs a
When Strangers fiand and hear me tell a
F/henthe firji Parents cf cur Race b
7/hen the great Builder fretch'd the Skies b
Where are th' Mourne< s, fni:h the Lord b
Who can^d^^ibs the Joys that rife a
Who has helit'v'd thy Word ^ a
Who IS this fair One in Dijirefs -. a
Whcf)alt the Lord's ElcSl condefnn a
Why dtd ihi Jews proclaim their Rage a
Why docs your Face, ye humble Souls b
Why do ive mourn departing Friends b
Why is my Heart fo far fro/n the-e b
of the FiiH Lines.
Whv Jhould the Children of a King
Whyjhould this Earth delight us fo^
Jf'hy jJ}ould ^veftari andjear to dte
With chearful '/oice I J^g
With hoi/Fear and humble Song
V/ith Joy ive meditate the Grace
YE Saints, honjj h-vely is the 2 lace
Ye Sons of Adam, ^atn and young
Ye that obey the immortal Ktng
Ti
I 0 N rejoue, and Judah Jing
lu
257
a 144.
b 164.
b 31
a 148
b 44-
a 125
a "^8
a 89
a 34-
b in
M;4
A TA.BLE
[ »58 ]
A
TABLE
To find any Hymn by the Title
or Contents of it.
Note, Tig Letters^ a, b, c, fignify ihe firfi^ feco-nt^
and thi'd Book : T he Figures dire^ to the Hymn,
Jf ysu find not nxhat Hymn you feek uridir one
Word of the Title ^ feek it under another^ or by feme
Word that is cf ihe fame Signification^ tho^ per-
haps not mentioned in the Title of the Hymn.
/lAron and Chrifl a 14.5
-^ Mofei k J'fhua b i m
Ahra'm''% Bleiling on the
Gentiles a 60, 113, 1 14
b 134. Ofi'ering his
Son a 129
Abftnce and Prefence of
God b 93, 94, 100.
From Gcd forever in-
tolerable b 107
Accefs to the Throne by
a Mediator b 108
Adam his Fall a 107.
Corrupt Nature from
him b T18, the fit (I &
the fecond a 57, 124
Adoption a 64, 143, and
Election a 54
Adnjocate. See Chrifi
Int^rceffion.
y^/f//io«iinconftant b ao
Unfrmaify'd b 165
Affiiaed. Chnfi\ Coin-
pa(Ti( n to them a 125
Afflitiions removed a 87
Submitted to a 5, 129
b IC9. Support and
Comfort under them ii
50, 65. And Death
and Providence a 83
Almofl Chriftian b 158
Angels Sinning b 24.
Standing and Falling b
27. Praife ye theLo.d
b 27. Puniflied & Man
faved b 96, 97. Their
Mmiitiy
A Table of Contents. 259
Miniilry to Cbri^ and Ble/ed are the Dead in
Saints b 18, 112, 113 the Lord a j8. Society
'imbiiion^ &c. b loi in Heaven b 33, 75
.:>;^^r of God. See BlejJ'ednefi & Bufinefs of
Wrath, Vengeance, Hell. Heaven, a 40, 41. b 86.
AnfT.vers io tht QhwicWs Only in God b 93, 9j.j
Prayers a 30 « 100
Anti-Cbriji his Ruin, a BleJJing of Ahraham on
29, 56, 59. See Emmies, the Gmi'iles a 113, 114,
A p 9ft ate b 15S b 134
Apofiles commifiion a 128 Blood Siiid Flefh of C/;rj/f
-rf/cf/^a« & Rcfurreftion is our Fo()d c 17, 18,
of ChriJ} . b 76 the Seal of the New-
£ff^f,ance againft Temp- Teftament c 3. The
tations a 15, 3a, b 50, Spirit & the Water c 9
65 Boaftmg excluded a 96
Ajjurance of Heaveji, a ficr/zV/ frail. See Zj^^.
27, b 65. Of the Love 5o(?,^ of Gcd's Decrees
of Chrtji a 14. b. 7 3 b 99
Of Faith a 103 Brf^z^^of Life is Chr'tji c 5
Attributes. See God. Breathing towards Hea-
B ven b 23
"DAbylon fAlIing a 56, Britain's God praifed b t
•^ 59. ^zt Er.emi s. For Deliv ranee b 92
iS;7r;^^?V;»^j and Returns Burial h 63, with C/3^?/?
b 20 in Baptiiin, a 122, and
Baptifm a 52. Preaching Death of a Saiiit b 3
and the Lord's Supper C
b 141. & Circuir.cifion f Anaan and Heaven
a 121. b. 1^7. 134. ^ b 66. 124
Burial With C/5?ri^ a 122 Cari>?«/Jors parted with
Beatitudes a 10s b io 11. Rtafon
Belie've and be faved hur.ibled a u, 1%
a 100 Ceremonial. See La-w,
Belie'V£r baptifed a 52, Types, Friffi.
122 Characters of the Chil-
.g/V/^, fir ft and fecond dren of God, a 143 of
a 9-5, 99. Of Chrijiy Chriji a 146--- 150 of
Miracles at it b 136 M 5, BlelTedaels
ie-> A Table of Contents.
/
Bl^fTednefs a loz Heaven, vifits the Earth
Charity and Uncharita- a 76
blencfs, a 126, and Enjoyment of him b 15
Love a 130, 133 16. His Eternity a a",
C^/Zi^.-fOfl in the Covenant 92. Example b 139.
ot Grace a 113, 114. Excellencies a 51 b 17
Devoted to God, a 121 Faith and Knowledge of
b 127 him a 103^ his Fiefti
Cbriji. See Lord, and and Blood cur Food
Aaron a 145 and Adam c 17, 18. Found and
a 124 his Afcenfion brought to the Chinch
b 76 a 71
Beatific Sight of him His Glory in Heaven b
b 75. Beloved defcrib- 91. God reconciled in
ed a 75, the Bread of him b 148. Grace
Life c 5 given us in him a 137
His Care of the young & b 40
feeble a 125, 138, and High Prieft and King, a
the Church, feeking, 61. his Human & Di-
finding, fefr Ste Church vine Nature a z, 13^
Coming to judge, "a 61 ig* Humiliation and
his Comirifiion b 103, Exaltation a i, 63, 141
I04. Communion with 14.2. b 5., 43, 81, 83,
him, a 66 71. and 84. c 10, 16.
Saints, a 67, 76. c 2, His Incarnation a 3, 13,
Compared to inanimate InterceiTion b 36, 37,
Things a 146. His 118. Invitation to Sin-
Coronation and Efpou- ners a 127
fals a 72. His Crols The King at his Table
not to be afhamed of a 66. His Kingdom
c 19. Crucify 'd, God's among Men, a 3, 21,
Wildcm & Power c 10. Knowledge and Faith
Da'vid's Son a 16, 50. in him a 103
His Death caus'd"bySin The Lamb of God, a i,
b 81. Grace and Glory 64. His Love to the .
by it, c 23. Vi<5fory & Church a 14. 17. under
Kingdom b 114. his Defertion b 50. (hed
Divine Nature a i, 13, abroad in the Heart
92, b civ Dwells in . a I35«
I ^ A Table of Conterds, t€i
J35. To Men a 92. a84. 85, 97.Righi:eourc
Lilted up a iii. nefs valuabie, a 209
Miniftered to by Angels His Sacrifice b 342. an.d
b 112, 113. Miracies Intercefiion b 118. Sal-
at the Birth of Cbriji vation, Righteoufnefs
b 136. Miracles in his and Strength in him
Life, Death, and Re- a 15, 84, 85, 97, 980
furre(5lion b 137. and OurSandiiicationa 97.
Mofes ^ 118, 49 98, Satan at Enmiry, a
-Names and Titles, a 147 107. Saints in his Hand
14.8. Natirity a 3, 13 a 138. Our Shepherd
Obeyed or rehlttd a 93. a 8, 14s, The Subftance
Hi* Offices a 14.9, 150. of the Types b 12. fent
b 132 by the Father a 100.^ b
Pardon & Strength fr-om 103, 104. His SufFer-
him c 24, Our Paffover ings c 16. & godly Sor-
b 155. His Perfon glo- row b 9, 106 and Glory
rious and gracious a 75 a i, 62, 63, b 43, 81,
b 47. Our Phyfician a 83, 84- c 10.
iia. His Pity to the His Titlesand Kingdom
Afflifted and Tempted a 13. Triumph over
a 125. His Prielihood our Enemies a 28, 29.
a 145. b 118. his Pre- Types and Prophecies
_ fence, kePrefence.FrO' of him ^ MS
phecies, and Types of Viftory over Satan a 89
him b 135. Prophet, Death and Hell c 21
Piieft, and King a 25. unfeen and beloved a
b 1 32. our Prophet and 108
Teacher a 93 Wifdom of God a gz
Redemption. ^etRedeem our Wifdom and RJgh-
Rejefted by the Jenvs teoufnefs a 97, 9S
a 141. Reiurredlion, b Wor&ip'd by the Crea-
72, 76. Is cur Hope tion a 62
a 26. Refurreftion, Chpjiiany See Saint s^
Life, and Death mira- Spiritual, &c. Religion
culousbi37. Reveal'd its ExcelleHcy b 131
to Man a 10. To Babes Almoft b 158. Virtues
a II, 12. Righ-eouf- b 161
nefs & Strength in him M6 Churcb,
262 A Table of Contents.
Chureh. See Worftip, C.ondefcenfv:n\.€)Om^-Qr-
Sainis, Spirttuol. lu fhip b 4.5. Affairs b 4.6
Safety and Hrote^ion Confeffion and Pardon
a 8, 59, I) 64, gj. Its a ij^'
Enemies flain by Chriji Co»/a^/7rf good, tke Plea-.'
a 21, 29. Conveifing fure of ir b 57. fecurc
with r /6r//?, I'iz. feek- and awaken'd a 11^
ing, finding, callingr. Ci?«/7«;?ryin the Gorpelb^
anfwering a 66 --71. Contention Scho^Q d>. 139
Undei God'sCare a 39. Con^oerfion a i^^.. b 155
Efpoufalj, with C/6r/yV a tlie Difficulty of it b
7z. Beauiy in the Eyes j6i. dtlay'd a 88 91
of Chrijl a 73. The The - Joy of Heavea
Garden of Lhrifi a 74 a loi
Circumcijion aboiiflied b Con-viclion of Sin by the
134 and Baptifm a 121 Law a 94, 115. by the
b 127 Crofs of Chrif b 81, 95
C/orti'/'/^^ Spiritual a 7 40 Corr;/^/ Nature from
Comfort iii the Covenant AduTn a 51. b l^%
with Chriji b 40. re- Co'venajit of Grace a 9
ftor'd b 73. See Pardon. Children therein a 1 13,
In Sorrows of Mind & 114. feal'd and Avorn
Body b 50 65 a 139 c 3. Hope in it
Communion with Chriji a 759, made with C/'r?/?
and Saints a a. Between oar Comfort b 40. Of
Chriji and the Church Woiks. See Laoc and
a 64---7I. b 15, j6 Gofpd.
Compajfion of a dying Ccveioufnefs, ice. a 24,
Cbriji c 22. to be afHic- b 56, 101.
ted a 125 Courage and Conllancy
iC^w//<ai«/cfa hard heart a 14, 15, 48. b 4, 65
b 98, cif Defertion and Creation a 92 b 71, 147
Temptations b i<?3. of New h 133. Preferva-
Dulnefs b34.ofindwel- tion, &c. of this World
ling Sin a 115. of In- b i<3
gratitude b 74. of Sloth Creatures pra\Ce the Lord
& Negligence b 25. 32. b 71. Love dangerous,
Condemnation by the Law b 48. God above them,
a 91 a
A Table of Contents.
■2t
a 82. their Vanity b 14.6
Crofi of Cbrijf is our
Glory c 19 Repentance
flowing from it b I06
Salvation in it b 4
Cruciiixlon to the
World by it c 7
Cur^e and Proniife a 107
Cujiom in Sin b 160
T^Angers of oar earthly
•^-^ Filgrinia.se b 53. of
Death and Hell b 55
cf Love to the Crea-
tures b 48
Darknefs difpell'd by
Chrijl's Prefence b 54
of Providence b 109
Day of Grace and Time
of Duty a g8. of Judg-
ment 345, 61, 65, 89,. 90
Ds-ad in the Lord, their
BlefTednefs a a&. to Sin
by the Crofs of Chriji
a J06
D.ath. See Chrijt, and
Affli6]ions under Pro-
vidence a 83. terrible to
the Unconvejted a 91
made eafy by the Sight
ofChriftc 14 b 31. Ey
a S ght of Heaven b 66
God's Prefence in it
b 49, 119. our Fear of
it b 31. defirable a 19
b 61. overcome a 17
triumphed over a 6. b
210. prepar'd for a zj
b 63. of a Sinner a 24
b a. and Burial of a
Saint a 18. b 3. and
Eternity b a8.- and
-Glory a lid. b 61, and
the Refurreftion b 3,
I02, no. of Mojls at
Gid's Command b 49
di eadful and delightful
b 52
Decittfulnpfs of Sin b 150
Decrees of God a 11, 12,
9^, 1170 99
Deily oi Chriji a s, 13, 92
b 51
Delay of Converfion a
2S-"9i b 25, 32
Delight in Wcrlhip b 14
in God b 42. in Con-
verfe with Chrill b 15 16
Deli'verance b 3. See
Enemies. Church. And
SubmiiTion a 119. from
fpirituai Enemy a 47
b 65, 82
De-pendance. See Faith.
Defer iion & Temptation
complain'd of b 163
Dffireo{Chrifi''% Prefence
b loo. See more in
Hea<ve7i, ChriJ},Lo^e,SiC.
Defpair 8c Prefumption
a 115, b 1565 157
Deruil vanquifn'd a 58,
See Fi^ory.
Demotion fervent defir'd
b 34
Difficulty of Converfion
b 161
Diffohtion of this World
bi3
Difeafe .
164.
A Table of Contents-
Difeafe. See Sicknefs.
D'ijli?nper. Folly and
Madnefs of Sin b 153
Dijiinguijhing Love a 11,
12, 965 117. b 96, 97
Di'vine. See God, Deity^
&c.
Dominion Ci^Qodi and our
Deliverance b 3. Eter-
nal b 67. over the Sea
b 70
Doubts Sc Fears fuppi elt
b 73
DuUntfj fpirituai b 25
'PArth, no Reft on it
•*-' b 146. and Heaven
b 10, II, 53
Effujkn of the Spirit
b 144
EleSiion excludes boaft-
\ ing a 96. Free a 11,
/ 12, 54, 117. See De-
cree I.
End of the World b 164
Enemies of the Church
difappointed b 91, 92.
Salvation fi-om them
b 82. triumphed over
by Chrift a 28, 29. See
Church,Babylon,MtchaeL
Enjoyment of Chrift b 15,
36. See Worjhip.
Enmity between Cbriji
and Satan a 107
En'vy and Love a 130
Efpoufals of the Church
to Chrift a 7»
Efiahiijhment in Grace
b 82
Eternity of God b 17. of
his Dominion b 67. and
Death b 28. fucceeding
this Life b 55. See
Hea-jen, Death.
E'vening and Morning
Hymns a 79, 80, 81.
b 6, 7, 8
Exaltation. See Ctrijl,
Glory, Sufferings, &c.
Example of Chrilt b i 39.
of Saints b 140
Excillency of the Chri-
Itian Religion b 131
F
TOAithin Things unfeen-
■^ a 120. b 129. and
Knowledge of Chrift
a 103. Love and Joy
a ic8. and Unbelief
b 125. living and dead
a 140. afiifted by Senfe
b 141. its Joy b 162. in
Chrift our Sacrifice b
142. and Salvation a
100. of Aflu ranee a
103. and Sight a no
b 145. triumphing in
Chrift a 14. for Pardon
and Sanftification b
90. Faith and Reafon
b 87, 109
Fa ithfulnefsof G 0 d 's Pro-
mifes b 40, 60, 6^
Fall of Angels and Men
b 24. and Kectvery of
MaA
A Table of Contents.
iCc
Man
Fears and
prell
Fe/^Ji of Love a
1 liumph c 21.
Gofpel a 7. c
made & Gueft
aiojbyS C13, 15. Ahrakam'^
Doubts fup- Blcffing on them a u^
b 73 114, b 134
68. of G lor iff d Martyrs and
of the Saints a 40, 41.
Glory zxi^ Death a no.
i2j 20
invited
c 13
FdloiK)jbtp .^ttCommumon
Fervency of Devotion
defir'd b 34
feiv laved ^^ iS^
F/c/^ and Blood of Chrift
the beft Food c 17, 18,
our Tabernacle a 110.
and Spirit b 143
Food Spiritual a 7, 67, 68
74. b 15, See Ft aft.
Folly and Madnefs of Sin
b J 53
Forbearance. See Patience
Forgi%>enefs. See Pardon.
Formality in Worfhip
a 136
Frail. See Li/>, //^^j/zZ'.
Fo rge tfu Inefs b 1 6 5
Frailty and Folly b 32
Fr^f-. See Grace ^ EleSion.
Freedom from Sin and
Mifcry in Heaven b 86
Funeral Thought b 63.
See Death, Burial.
G
r^Arden of Chrift is the
^^ Church a 74
Garment of
b 61, See Hea'ven. Of
God above our Reafon
b 87. of Chrift in Hea-
ven b 91. See Chrift.
And Grace by the
Death of CJirift c 23.
Juftitication & San^i-
fication a 3. To the
Father, Son, and Holy
Ghoft c 26 41. of
God in the Goipel b
126, and Grace in the
Perfon of Chrift b 47
& Sufferings of Chrift
b 43. See Sufferings.
Glorying in the Crofs of
Chrift c 19
God all in all b 92, 94.
His Abfence, his Attri-
butes b 51, 166, 169.
glorify'd by Chrift b
I26 c 10. the Avenger
of his Saints b 115
Care of his Church a 39
Condeftenfion to hu-
man Affairs b 36 to our
Worsliip b 45, the
Creator and Redeemer
t>35
Salvation Our Delight b 42, our
a 7, 20 Defence a 47. Domi-
Ceniiles, Chrift revealed nion over the Sea b 70
to them a 10, 13, 50^ Dominion
iC6 A Table of Contents.
Dominion and cur De- from Earth b 41 Sove-
liverance b II I. dwells reign b 173
with the Humble a 87 Terrible Ma-jefly b 2.2.
Eternity b 17. Eternal and Mercy b 80. his
Dominion b 67. Ever- Truth b 60, 69
lafting Absence intole- Vengeance b 44, 62.
rauJe b 100, 107 Unity and Trinity c
Far above his Creatures 26— -41
a 82, the Father, Son, His Word a 53. Wrath
and Spirit c 26 41 and Mercy 341
his Faithfulnefs to his Goodnefs of God b 58,74
Promifes b So, 69 See Grace. And Power
Glory and Defence of of God 342. b 80
Sion b 64, his Glory's Gofpd Feaft c 12, See
above our Reafcn b S7 Grace, FeaJ}. Invitation
his Goodnefs b 58. 80 and Provifion a 7. c 20
his Grace, i'^f^ Grace. Times their Bleffednefs
Government from him- a 10. See Scripture^
b 149, Holinefs, juftice Glorifies God b 126
and Sovereignty a 80 No Liberty to Sin. a
Invifible b ^6. Incom- ic6, 132, 140. Not artia-
prehenfible b 87, 170 med of it a I03, c. 19.
His Kingdom Supreme and Law a 94. b no,
b 115, his Love in fend- 121, 124. finn'd againft
ing his Son a 100. a iiS, its different Suc^
And our Neigiibour cefs, a 119. b 144. Mi-
loved aii6 niltry a 10. attefted by
Our Portion or Chief Miracles a 128. b 136.
Good b 93, 94 137. its glorious Ef-
His Power b 80, and fe(5>s b 13S
Goodnefs b 6, 7, 8. His Go'vtrnment fiom God
Praife. See Praife. Pre- b 149
fence in Life snd at Grace and Glory by the
Death b 115. ^^^ Pre- De.uh of Chrift c 23.
fence. Preferver of our of the Spirit a [02. Con-
Lives b 6r7, 8, 19 Pro- verting b 139. in Exer-
niife and Truth un- cife c 25. juttifies a 94.
changeable a 139 fandifies and faves a
Sight of him weans us 211.
A Table of Content?.
i67
ihip of it humble b 68
Freedom from Sin and
Mifery there b 86. ho-
ped for by Chrift's Re-
fur reSion a 7.6, Infu-
red and prepared for
a 27. Chrift's Dwelling
Place a 76. b 91. Sight
of God and Chrift there
b 13. blefl'ed Society
there b 23. defir'db 68
MI. not convey'd by
Parents a 99, afl fuffi-
cient in Duty & Suffer-
ings a 25, 32, 104 given
in Chrilt a 137, Cove-
nant a 9. Children in
it a 113, 114, and Holi-
nefs a 132. Eleding a
54. its Freedom and
Sovereignty a 11, 12,
96, 117, b ^6, 97, and
Glory in the Perion of Hewvenly Mindednefs b
Chriit b 47, adopirng $-]. Joy on Earth b 13
a 64. perfevering a 51. 30, 59
Promifes a 7, 9, Throne Hell and Death b 2. and
acceptable by Chrift b Judgment a 45^ -vo-j,
36; 37, T08 D 62. or the Vengeance
Cra/Z/w^^ for Divine Fa- of God b 22, 44J. The
vours b 119 holy Fear of it b-107
Great Brifam^s God Htzekiali^ Song a ^^
praifed b 1 Hcly. See Spirit
H Hc'Unefs. See Grace, Spi^
JLJAppinefs. See Ble/Ted ritual San8ijicGtion.
^-* Hea<ven, Hardnefs of andSovej eignty of God
Heart b 98 a 82, 86. and Grace a
Hatred ■Aw^l^Qvt a 130 132, 140. its Charac-
Health preferved b 6, 7, ters a 102
8, J 9. reftored a 55 Honour vain b loi. To
Heanjen and Eirth b 10, Magiftrates b 149
Ji, 5j. and Hell 345 Hope o^ the Living a 88
Inviiible and Holy, a givesLight& Strength
105. Meditation of it
b 161 Joy there for
repenting Sinners a loi
Its^BlefTednefs & Buii-
ners,.a4o, 41. the Hope
of it our Support b 65.
Its Profpea makes
Death eafy b 66. Wor-
b 129. In the Covenant
a 139. of Heaven by
Chr It's RefurredHcn a
26. of Heaven our Sup-
port under Trials b 6^
of the R~efu.rre^iD?i b 3.
110
Hofanna
x6S
A Table of Contents.
Hofanna to Ch rift a 16. /z»/j!'ir<?/zV« and Prophecy
c 42, Sec. ^ b 151
Human Affairs conde- Injlitution oHlie Lord's
fcended toby God b46 bupper c i
Nature of Chrift a 13-, Infufficiency oiS^li K\g\\-
23 teoufnefs b 154.
Humble God's Dwelling InterceJJion of Cl^rlftb 36
a 87. Enlightiied a 11, 37, 118
ii, 50. Worfliip of In'vitation of Chrift an-
Heavea b 68 fwer'd a 70. of the
Humiliation. See Chrift,
Sufferings, &c. And
Fiaytr publick a 30
Humility ^nd Pride a 127
and Mceknefs a 102.
in Heaven b 68
Gofpel a 79, 117. c
13, 20
jobn the Baptift's Mef-
fage a 50
Jojhuay Aaron & Af-y>/
b 124
Hypocrify and Sincerity ^^oj;, Fakh and Love, a
a 136. Hypocrite, or 108 of Faith b 162.
Carnal parted with b
II. Heavenly upon
almoft Chriftian, b 158
^Ealoufy of our Love to
J Chrift a 73. Jefus.
See Lord, Chrift.
Jews. See Mofes, Gofpel
Chrift, Gentiles
J^norants enlightned a
II, la
Ignorance and Unfruit-
ful nefs b 165
Impenitence b 125
Incarnation of Chrift a 2
3, 13, 60
IncomprthenfibhGoi^ b 87
and Iwvifible b 26
Inconjiancy of our Love
b 20
Infants. See Children.
Ingratitude complained
of b 74
Earth a 135. b 30, 59
Spiritual reftored b 73.
See more in Delight.
Comfort.
Jucigmint Day z /i-^j 65,
89, 9c. and Helf b 62
Chrift coming to it a 61
Jujiice, &c. of God a 86
'J unification a 14. See
Pardon. By Faiih, not
by Works a 94, I09
and Sandification a 7
20, 80, 85. b 90. and
Glory a 3
K
JZInodom and Title of
-^Chrift a 13. of Chrift
among Men a ai, 65.
of
A Table of Contents.
a6'c,
- of God Eternal ^ b (.-j.
Sapieme '^ ^^s
Knowledge and Faith in
Chrift a 105. Saving
from God a 11, 12, 93.
L
T Amh that wss flain a
•^-^ I, 25, 62. %&tCkrtfi.
Laiv convinces of fcin
a T5. condemns a 9^.
and Gofpel b 120, 121,
124. and Gofpel linn'd
againft a 128
Le'vitical?r\Q&hooA ful-
filled in Chrift b 1 2
Life frail & facceeding
Eternity b 55. preferv'd
b 6, 7, 8, 1-9. fnort frail
miferable a 82, b 39,
58. TheDsyof Grace
and Hope a 88
Light and Salvation by
Jefus Chrift a 50. in
Darknefs by the Pre-
fence of God b 54
Given to the Blind
a II, 22
Lord Jefus at his own
Table a 66, c 1^. Sup-
per, Preaching, and
Baptifm b 141. Sapper
inftituted c i. Diy a 72,
Delightful b 14. Table
provided fcr c 20, See
more in Chriil:.
£i/a;^of Chrift linchange-
able a 14, 59. fhed
abrcad in the Heart
a 135. its Banquet a
68, c 13. of Chrift in
Words and Deeds a 77
of Chrift its Strength a
78, unfeen a 108. to
Chrift b ICO. to God
pieafant and pow^erfui
b 38. and Hatred a 130
Faith and Joy a 108,
and Charity a 333. of
God in fending his Son
a 100, b 103, 104. to
God & our Neighbour
a 116. Religion vain
without it, a"i 34. Peace
and Meeknefs a 102.
of Chrift dying c 4, 22
XX> Godinconftant b 20
to the Creature dange-
rous b 48 Diftinguifti-
ing a II, 12, b 96^ 57
M
Tk4Adnsfs, Folly &Dt-
*"-* ftemper of Sin b 153
Magif rates hcno'ured
b 149
Moj(fy of God terrible
b 22^ 62
Malice and Love a 130
Man fayed and Angels
punifned b 96, 97 mor-
tal and vain a 82. his
Fail& Recovery a i^j
Martyrdom a 14, c a.
Martjrs glorified a 4c . 4. i
Mary the Virgin's i^ciig
a 6a
Mediator the Wsy to the
Throne of Grace b 5 oS ^,
Midiation A
179 A Table of Contents.
Mediation of Heaven b Corrupt from A^^am
i6z and Retirement a 57, b 128
b 122 Niiv Covenant feai'd c
Memory weak b 165 3. Promires a 7. Tefta-
Memorial of our abfent ment in tke Blood of
Lord C 6 Thrift c 3. Birth a 95
MfJJiah born a 60 come No'vember ^th. A Song
b iz of Praife b 9*
Michael's War with the O
Dragon a, 58 rxBedience evangelical
Minijlers Commiffiort ^ a 140, 14.J
a 128 Old Agty and Death of
Minijier of Angels, b 18 the Unconverted a 91
of the Gofpel a lo Offence not to be given
Mifery and Sin banilh'd a I26
frcra Heaven b 86. and Oj^cr/ and Operations
Shortnefs of Life b 39. of the Holy Spirit 133
without God in the and of Chrift a 146
World b 56 of Sinners. • 150, bi3»
^e&Sinnner,DeathiY{t\\. OIlveTrte^. the wild
Morning and Evening and goed a 114
Songs a 79, 80, 81, Ordinances. See Worj:. ipy
b 6, 7, 8 Lord's Supper.
Mortality and Vanity of Original Sin a 57. See
Man a 82 Adam, Nature.
MortiJicatioH to the
World by the Sight of P
God b 41 by the Crofs p>^z«/') Comfort under
of Chrift b i, 6-, cj. ^ them b 50
Mofes and Chrift a 49 Paradife on Earth b 30
J 1 8. Mofes dying b 49 S9
Aaron £f Joftiua b 124 Pardon a Sufficiency of
My/leries reveaPd a 11, 12 it b 85. and Confeifion
N a 131. and Strength
''yf//5»«/ Mercies and f:om Chrift c 24.
Thanks b i, in. bought at a de;ir Price
Nativity of Chrift 32, c 4. and Sanitification
3, 13 by Faith a 9. b 90.
Nature and Grace a 104 brought
m
A Table of Contents. 171
troueht to our Senfes Goodnefs of God awful
^ c II. ^ i°^j " *°
far^w/J and Children a Pr«;/^imperfea:onEarth
II,, 114. Convey not b s-for daily Proteaion
Qy^cq a 09 and Prcfervationb 6, 7,
P^#i*z;^r, Chrift isciirs 8. from Angels b 27.
•^ bi55 from the Creation b 71
.P«>W;. See Cbrijf, SuJ- to the Redeemer b 5,
'ferhgs^Jr^ger, Lcve. ri, 29, 35, 70. to the
Patience under Afflie- Trinity c -6..-41. for
lions a 5. 129, b 109. of Creation and Redemp-
God producing Repen- tion , ^ .. ^ 35
tance b 74, 105 Prayer j^di Praife a i.
Teace of Confcience b for Deliverance an=
57. and Contention a fwer'd a 30
r^o. ^tt Comfort, Joy. ?re aching B^^uim k^ht
FerfeaionsGi God hi6(> Lord's Supper b 141
=..---169. Perfevering, PredeJ^tnatton. See tlec-
Grace a a6, 32, 4?, iion.
51, 13S Preparation for Deatn
F^rM of Chrift glorious 327. See P^jj/^. ^
and gracious a 75 b47 Prefumptton and Defpair
Perfecuiion Courage un- a 115, ^ JS^* ?57.
der it a H Pr^/^«f^ of God in Wor-
Pharifee and Publican ftiip b 45- Light m
■" a 131 Darknefsb 54, m Death
Pilgrimage o^ the Saints a ^19, b 31, 49. c 14.
^ ^ b S3 in Life & Death b 117
Plrafwe of a good Con- or Ab fence ot Chrift
fcience b 57. of Religi- b 50. of Chrift in Wor-
on b 30, 59. fmful for- fhip a 66. b 15, 16, c
faken b lo, 11. their 15. of God our Life b
Vanity and Danger 93, 94> 190- „ " , .
b loi Prefernjation ot this
Pavirty of Spirit a 102 World b 13- of our
127 Graces, a 51. of our
Pq^er of God a 86. and Lives b 6, 7; *> ^9
Wifdom in Chrift cru-
cify'd b iz6, c 10. and ^''?«<"
iyz A Table of Contents.
PnV^ and Humility a II, Reco-verj from Sicknefs
Ji, 127 a 55
Priejfhood LevWical end' RecoKciliation to God in
ing in Chrift b 12. of Chrift b 148
Chrift bii8 Redemption in Chrift a
Prff<^;^a/ repenting a 123 97,98, b yg.andPro-
Profit and Unprofitable- tedtion b 82. by Price
nefs a 118, b 165 c 4. and by Power b 29
Promiftd MefiTiah born See Chrift.
a 60, 107, 134 Regeveratian a 95 b 130
Promifes of the Cove- Religion neglefted b 32
iiant a 9, 39, 107. See vain without Love a
Scripture. And Truth 134. Chriftian the Ex-
ol: God unchangeable a ceilcncy of it b 131
139 our Security b 40, re/ealed. See Go/pel
60, 69 Scripture.
Prophecies and Types of Remembrance of Chrift
Chrift b 135. and In- c 6
fpiration b 150 Repmiance from God's
Pfoy5>tr;/>'and Adverfity, Goodnefsand Patience
a 5. vain b 56, loi. b 74, 105. and Humi-
ProtcSiion from fpiritual liation a 87, at the
Enemies b 8z. of the Ciofs of Chrift b 9, 106
Church a 8, 22, 23. and Impenitence b 125
See Church. gi'ves Joy to H^wven
Prcuidence b 46. exeeut- a lol
ed by Chriit a i over Refignaiion. See Suhmif-
Affliftions and Death fion.
Puhlick Ordinances. See RefurreRion a 6, b I02
Worjbip no. See Death, Chrift,
Publican and Pharifee Heaven.
a 131 Retirement and Medita-
Pmijhmenl for Sin. See tion b 122
Hell a loo, 118 /?^/«rffjandBackflidings
R b 10
"jDAce Chriftian a 48, Revenge and Love a 130
■*v. b 53 Rich Sinner dying a 24
Reafon feeble b 87 Car- b 56
«ai humbled a ji, 12 Riches
A Table of Contents. 273
i^/c^^j their Vanity b 46 Pardon a 9. Through
101 Faith b 90
Righteoufnefs & Strengfh Satan and Chrift at En-
in Chrift a 84, 85, 97, mity a 7. his various
98. of Chrilt valuable Temptations b I56,
a. 109. our Robe a 7, 157, conquered oy
5,0. & Self-Righteouf- Chrift b 89'. See Dea)iL
nefs a 131. our own Scripture a 53. b 118 of
infufficient b!54 the Gofpel.
S Ssa under the Dominion
Oi^^ia//^ delightful b 14 of God b 70
^ Sacrament. See Bap- Sealing and witneffing
tifm. Lord's Supper, Spirit a 14:4
Sacrifice of Chrift b 142 Secure and awakened
and Interceffion b 118 Sinner a 115
Safety of the Church a Security in the Promifes
8, ax, 2.3. b 40, 60, 69
Saints. See Churchy Spi- Seeking after Chrift a 67
rz/^^/. God their A- 71
venger b 115. and Hy- Self- Righteoufnefs a I31
pocrites a 136, 140. infufficient b 154
their Example b 140. Senfe affifting our Faith
Charafters cf them a b 141
343. in the Hand of ^^«^W Delights dange-
Chrift a 13S, Security reus b ii^ 12, 48
b 64. beloved in Chrift Serpent brazen a 112
a 54. adopted a 64. SkepherdyC)\n?i and his
Deaih and Burial b 3 Paftures a 67
in Glory a 40, 41. Shortnefs, Frailty and
Communion c 2 Mifery of Life b 37,
Sal'vation b 88. of the 39; 5 S
worft of Sinners z 10^ Sicknffs and Recovery
by Grace a 11 1. in a 55
Chrift a 137. See Sight of God mortifies
Chrify Crofs, Grace, us to tiie World b 41
Hea'veny Light, Redeem, of Chrift beatific \G,
Righteoufnefs. 75. and Faith a iic,
SanBification. Juftifica- 120 b 129, 145. of
tion and Glory a 3. & Chrift
S74- A Table of Content*.
Chrift makes Death Sons of God a 64, 143.
eafy c 14 Eleft and new-born
Simeoji's Sung a 19. c 14 3-54
i'rW; and Sion b 152 .Soz?^ of Angels a 3. of
Sincerity and Hypociiiy Simeon a 13. c 14. of
a 136 Zechaiiah a 50. of
Sin the Caufe of Chrift's Mofes and the Lamb a
Death b 81. & Mifery 49, 56. oT Hezekiaha
banifhed from Heaven 55. of Solomon para-
a 105, b 86. Original phras'd a 66 — 78. of
a 57. pardoned and the Virgin Mary a 60
fubdu'd a 9, 104, b 90 for November 5ih, b 91
indwellina; a 115. its Sorrow'. SeeRgpgntance,
Power ibid, b S6. the Conjfort under it b 50,
Ruin of Angels and 69. for theDead reliev-
Men b 74. Cultom in ed b 3
it b 160. Folly, Mad- Son^reignty a 86 See
nefs and Diftemper of Grace, EleRion, Gody
it b 153. Convidion of Spirit breath'd after a
it by the Law 3115. 74. b 34. Water and
crucify'd a 106. De- Blood c 9. his Offices
ceitfu'lnefs of it b 150 b 133. witnelling and
Sinning and repenting fealingai44 its Fruits
b zo a 101
•y/'/j/w/Pleafures forfaken Spiritual Enemies, Deli-
b 10, II verance a 47, b 65, %z
Sinner the vileft faved a V/arfare b 77. Pijgri-
104. and Saints Death mage b 53. Apparel
b 121. invited to Chrift a 7, ^o. Race a 48.
a 127. excluded Hea- Sloth and Dulnefs b 25
ven a 104, 105. his 34, Joy b 73, 75. Meat,
Death terrible a 91 Drink and Cloathing
b 2 a 7. Food. See Feaji.
Sloth fpiritual com- State of Nature arjd
plain'd of b 25 Grace a 104
Society in Heaven blefled StorTM. See Thunder.
b 53 Strength from Heaven
Sontc\M2^. with the Fa- a 15, 52, 48. Righte-
ther b 54. See Chriji, oufnefs
A Table of Contents.
t)ufiKrsand Pardon in Tnnity vvs^xfed c 25--41
Chrift a 84, 85. c 24 ^rz^/j on Earth, & Hope
SubmrJ/ion Si, Dd\ver?.nce of Fieaven '06.5
a 129, to Affliftions a Triumph over D't^th ^. b.
b no. of Faith m
ChriJ} a 14. at a iva/i
c zi. o^ Chrtjl over cur
Enemies a iS
Trz^^/6 and Fromifes of
Go(^ unchangeable a
139. b 60, 69. Types
b la. and Prophecies
of CbriJ} b 135
V
5. b 109
Succefs of the Gofpei
a II, 14, 1 19. b 144
Sufferings for Chrift a
302. ^^-^ Chrift.
Supper of the Lord in-
ftituted c 1. Baptifm and
Preaching b 141
Support under Trials b
4>';%/'/3/^>'of Chriita IZ5 T/'AIN Profperity b
T ^ 156, loi
■^Akle of the Lord. See yalue of Cur//? and his
W- Lord. Righteoufnefs a 109
7V»?//<a'/;<7»/, Hope under r^«?7y and Mortality of
them a 139. ef the Man a 82. of Youth
\^^orId b ibi. of the a 89, 90. of the Crea-
Devil b 65, a 156, 157. twres b 146
&defertioncomplainM Ft^ory, a Thankfgiving
of b 163 for itb3. over Death
Temptedy Chrift's Com-
pailion to them a 125
Terrors of Death to the
Unconverted a 91
a 17. Sin and Sorrow
a 14. of Chrift over
Satan a 58. b 29, See
Enemies,
Xtjiament New m the Virtues Cbriftian b 161
Blood o^ Cbrifi 03 [/^/^^/Vf/" and Faith a 10a
Thank fgi^jtng for Vidory
b III. for Mercies b
3 J 6. National b 1
Thunderer God b 62.
Time redeemed a 88.
cars, & Eternity God's
b 67
Tree of Life c S. and Ri-
ver of Love c 20
125. puniflied a iiS
Unchantablenefs and
Charity a 126
Vnconnjerted State b 1 59
Death terrible to them
a 91
Unfruitftilnefs b 165
l/'?/f^« Things, Faith ia
them a 120
N JVanderin::
47^ A Table of Contents.
W ble b 68. profitable b
TjT/'Andering A^t&\on% 113. condefcended to
■ b 20. thoughts in by God 5^. Chriji pre-
Worftiip a 136 fentat it a 66. b 15, 16.
Warfare Chriftian b 77 c 15, accepted through
Watery the Spirit and Chrift b 36, 37. Forma-
t4ie Blood c 9 lity in it a 136. delight-
/iTif^/^ Saints encouraged ful b 14, 15, 16, la
by Chrilt a 125. by the Wrath and Mercy of
Church a 126 God a 42. b 80. See
Weaknefs our own, and God^ HelL
Chrift our Strength Y
a 15 yOKE oi Chriji eafy
Wifdom and Power of -* a 127
God in Chrift crucified Youth, its Vanities a
c 10. Carnal humbled 89, 90. advanced a9i.
a ji, 12 Z
Wttnejing and fealing yAchar'tah\ Song and
Spirit a 144 ^ ^i?^«'s Meffage a 50
♦Tor^ of God a 53. 2^«/ in the Chriftian
preached a 10, 119*^ Race a 48. b 129. and
See Gofpel Scripture, Love a 14, for the Gof-
■^or/^ Crucifixion to it pel a 103. b 4. th«
by the Crofs c 7. Its Want of it b 25.
End b 164. Mortifica- againft Sin b 106. for
tion to it by the Sight God b 1x6 ,
ofGodb4i. Its Cre- Zion, her Glory and
ation b 147. Prefer- Defence b 64. See
vation b 13 Church*
V/orjlip of Heaven hum-
A TABLE
[ ^77 ]
f
J T'JBLE of the Scriptures that
are turned into Verfe.
In the Firft Book.
Hymn
Ckn. ill. 1, 15, 17- ^07
xvli. 7. — '^3
xvii. 7, 10. Ill
xxU. 6. 1^9
Job i. II. .€
iii. 14, 15. 24
iv. J7, 21. 82
V. 6, 7, 8. 83
ix. 2, xo — " 86
xiv. 4. 57
xix. 25, 26, 27. 6
Pfal. iii. 5, 6. — - 80
iv. 8. -— - 80
xix. 5, 8. 79
xlix. 6, 9. 34
li. 5. — - 57
Ixxiii. 24, 25. 79
cxxxix. S3, 24- 136
cxli.i. 8. 80
cxlvii. 19, 20, 53
Fxov. viii. J 2, 2, 32, 92
viii. 34, 36. 93
Hymn
Ecd. viii. 8. •— — 24
ix. 4> 5>6»^o* ^^
xi. 9. — — 89
^Tbe fajne, 90
xii. 1, 7 9'
Sol. S. i. 2, 12, 17. 66
i. 7. 67
ii. J, 2, 3, &c. 68
ii. 8, 9, (^c. 69
ii. 34, 16, 17. 70
iii. 3,«,3,4. 5-71
iii. 2. 7*
iv. 3, 10, 7. 73
iv. 32, 14, 15' 74
V. 3. ----- 74
V. 9. '=.-" 73'
Vi. 3. 2, 3, 32. 7^
uii. 5j 9, 12. 77
YiiL 5j 2, 13. 78
Ifaiah v. 2, 7, 10. 30
ix. 2, 6, 7- 13
sxvi. J, 2, ^f- 8
N 2 Ifaiah
^n^ A rABLE of the Scriptures, kc.
Hymn
If. xxvi. S, 20. 30'
xxxvii;. 9, &c. 55
xi. 27, 2S, Gfr. 32
The fume, 48
xU'. 7. Sj
xiv. ^J, Zf^. 84
xlix. 13, 14, Sf^. 35
iiii. 15, 10, !♦, 141
liij. 6, 9, 12. J 42
Iv. f, 2, fefr. 7
Ivii. J 5, 16. 87
Ixi. I©. ao
Ixiii. I, a, 3, £fr. 2?
ixiiJ. 4, 5, 6, 7. 19
Ixv. 20. 95
Lam. iii. 23. 81
Ez. xxxvi. 25, ©'f. 9
Mic. vt?. 19. 9
Nah. i. 1,2, 5j &c. 42
Zach. xiii. i. 9
TvLiit. ,iii. 9. 99
V. 2, 12. 102
xi. 28, 30. 127
xiif 20 J25
xiii. 16, 17. 10
xxi. 9. 16
xxii. 37, 40. ii6
xxviii. 18, <^V. 128
xxviii. 39. --- 52
Maik X. 14. --- 113
xvi. 15. &c. 12S
J,uke i. 27, &c. 19
i. 30, (£fr. 3
i. 46, &ff. 60
i. 6J^ 150
Hymn
Luke X. 21. --.
^ Tee famey
XV. 7, ic.
XV. 13, Gfc'.
xviii, 10, t^c.
xix. 38, 40.
John i. 1, 3, 14.
i. 13. —
1. 17. .--
1. 29, 32.
iii. 3, ©"r.
iii. 14, j6.
iii. 16, J7, iS. 100 ;j
iv. 24.
X 28, 39.
Ads ii. 38. ----
xvi. 14, 33.
Rem. iii. 19, 22.
V. 12, fcfr.
The fame,
vi. J, 2, 6.
II
12
lOl
123
16
c
95
115
5^
95
112
15^^
,38^
5M
21 ^
94-
124 j
, VI. 3, 4, ^c. 122
vii. 8,9,14,24.11s
Viii. 14, 16. 144
viii. 33, ^c. 4
ix. 21, zZi&c. 117
xi, .16, 17. 1 14
xiv. 17, 19. 12^
XV. 8,9,i4,24. 115
I Cor. i. 23, 24. 1 19
i. 26, 31. 96
i. 30, 97
The f mey 98
ii. 9, 10. T05
iii. 6, 7. 1.19
vi. 10., II. 104
X, 32. 126
I Cor.
A TABLE of the Scriptures, &c.
H>
mn
Hymn
1 Cor. xiii. I, 23 3-
134 I
Job. iii. 1. (^c.
64
^ xiii.
i, 3j 7>i3'
133 -
fude 24, 25.
5^
61
XV
55, &c.
17
^ev. 1. 5, 6, 7.
a Cor. ii
16. - —
119
V. 6, 8, 12-
I
V.
I, 5, 8.
110
The fame^
£5
xii.
1, 9» ^°-
15
The fame,
62
Gal. iv.
4..
107
The fame,
63
iv.
6. — -
64..
vii. 13, &c.
4.0
Eph. i.
3) ^"'^•
54,
The fame,
4^1
1.
13, 14-
144.
xi. 15.
65
iii.
9, 10. --
- 2
xii. 7
5§
iii.
16, &c.
ns
xiv. 13.
18
iv.
30, ©^^.^
uo
XV. 3-
^^
. ..il. ii.
2. -----
130
xvi. 19,
^t
iii.
7. S, 9,'
109
xvii. 6.
5^
Col. i.
16.
2
xviii. 20, 2T.
59
ii^
15.
107
xxi. I, 2, 3, 4-
21
^Tim.i'.
9, 10. —
■ 137
xxi. 5, 6, 7, 8.
45
i.
12.
103
xxi. 27. —
105
iii.
15, 16.
53
_____
iv.
Tit. li.
6, 7, 1^'
10, 13.
27
132
In the Third Book.
iii.
3j 7.
III
Luke ii. 28.
14
Heb. i.
53
xiv. 16.
12
iii
3» 5' ^-
iig^
xiv. 17, 23.
13
iv.
15, 16.
125
xxil. 19.
6
V.
7-
125-
John vi. 31, 35, 39
S
- 6
vi.
17, 19.
139
xiv. 3.
vii.
145
xvi. 16.
6
ix.
145
iCor. x. 16; 17.
a
X.
28, 29.
ij8
xi, 23, c£^<r.
I
X3.
I, 10. — -
- 120
Gal. vi. 14.. - —
/
aPet.i.
3> 4» 5-
26
ijohnv. 6, -="•-
9
i.
8 .-.-..-
108
Tha END.
[ 2?0 ]
AD FERT IS E MENT
Concerning the' Second Edition.
TH ERE are almoft 150 new Hymns added, *
and cne or more fuited to every Theme
and Subjeil in Divinity. Having f'cund by Con-
verfe with Chriltians, v.hat Words or Lines in
the former mgde them his ufet'ul, I have not
only made various Correftions in them, but
have endeavoyred to avoid the fame Miftakes
in ail the nevv'Coropofuies. And whereas many
of the former weie too particularly adapted to
fpecial Frames and Seasons cf the Chriftian Life,
almoft all that are added have a more general
and cxtenfive Senfe, and may be alTumtd and
fung by moft Perfons in a worfliipping Con-
gregation.
2. About 14 or 15 Pfalms that were tranflatfd
in the iirft Edition are left out in this, becufe
i intend (if God afford Life and Afiiftance) to
t^-nvert the biggeft Part of tl'.e Book of Pfalm?
jiito fpiriia'al Songs, for the Uie of Chriftians.
3. In ftll the longer Hymns, and in fome of <
the Shorter, there are feveral Stanza's included \
in Crotchets, ilins [] ; which Stanza's may be »^
left out in Singinj:, without diftarbing- the Senfe. ^j
Thofe Parts sre alfo included in fuch" Crotchets, |
•vr.jch contam Woids too poetical for meaner 9
Tnderftanding; or too particular for whole Con- }
gi-egations to iTng. Bi^t after all, it is beft in j|
tmblic Pfalmcd; cor the Minifter to chufe the^
particular
A D F E ¥i rx SEME N T. z%i
particular Parts and Verfes of the Pfalm or
Hvmn that is to- be lung, rather than ieaveit
to the Judgment or cafuai Detemnination ot hinl
that leads the Tune.
The EiTay concerning the Improvement of
Pfalmcdy bv the Ufe of Evangelical Kymns,
which took Vp many Pages of the bit Edition,
is quite left cut here, partly leit the Bulk ihould
fweil too much, but chiefly becaufe 1 intend a
r.-^re compleat Treatile of Pfalmody, n\ which
the Sublfance of that Effay will be interfperied,
^■nd I hope with fuller Evidence of the Duty of
'^in?in'^ new Songs to him that fits upon the
Throne, fmce the Lamb is afcended thither too.
Aprih 1709-
Jt^otey Since the Sixth Edition of this Eock
the Author has finiflied what he had io long
promifed. viz The Pfalnis of David imitated ui
the Language of ike Nenv Tefaf^ienf : There the
Reader will find thofe Piaims, which were left
•out ©t all the latter Editions of thefe Hymns,
inferted in their proper Places. It is prefumed
*hat that Book, in Conjunftion v.Uh this, may
appear to be fuch a fufhcient Prfvihcn for Pf^-l-
mody, a3to.anf«-er moft Occafiom to the Chr\-
ftian Life.
March 37 i7i9-^«''
o.'e o«5> c>»ffl qi-s s^,Jp c)f<?) q»p c\'£> Ci«X) <r»«Q
r^ ^6' 5 0 Z, D, Wholefale and'
Retaily at the New Print-
ing Office, ?v7 Market-fir eet,
Philatlelphiay by HALL a?2d
SELLERS,
THE AMERICAN INSTRUCTOR:
Or, Toung Man's beji Comp anion. Contaiiv
ing, Spelling, Reading, Writing, and Arithme-
tick, in an eafier Way than any yet publifhed;
and how to qualify any Peribn for Bufinefs,
without the Help of a Mailer.
Inftru6lions to write Variety of Hands, with
Copies in Profe and Verfe. How to write Lettei'S
on Bufmefs or Friendft:iip. Forms of Indentures,
Bonds, Bills of Sale, Receipts, Wills^ Leafes,
Keleales, &c.
Alfo Merchants AccoHipts, and a iliort ?nd
eafy Method of Shop and Book-keeping ; with a
DefcriptioH of the feveral American Colonies.
Together with the Carpenter's plain and exa<Sl
Rule j (hewing how to meafure Carpenters, Join-
ers, Sawyers, Bricklayers, Plaifterers, Plumbers,
Mafons, Glafiers, and Painters Work. How to
undertake each Work, and at what Price ; the
Rates of each Commodity, and the common Wa-
ges of Journeymen; with GunUr'i Line, and
Coggejhal\ Defcription of the Sliding-Rule.
Likewife the PraiSiic-il Gauger made eafy ; the
Art of Dialling, and how to ere<5l and fix any
Dial J with Inftruftions for Dying, Colourings
and making Colours*
CA rj LOCU E of BOO K S, tc^.,
To ^'jh'tch i.r added,
The Pcops. Plantir'3 Fhysician,
VVith Inihu :(5tions for marking on Linen 3 hew
to Pickle and Prefer ve ; to make divert h'o'^s of
Wine j and many exoelltnt Planlcrf, ar.d Mfc-
■dicines, necelTary in all Families.
And alio prudent Advice to ycurg Tradef-
men and Dealers.
The whole better adapted to thefe American
Colonies, than any other Book cf the like Kind.
^_>' GEORGE FISHER, Acccmttant.
The Tenth Edition, Revifed and Corrected.
ANEW GUIDE to the ENGLISH
TONGUE: In five Parts. Containing
I. Words both common and proper, from one
to fix Syllables : 1 he fevcral Sorts of Monoi'yik-
bles in the common Words being diftinguiiTjed
by Tables, into Words of two, three and four
Letters, &c. with fix fhort Leflcns at the End of
each Table,, not exceeding the Order cf Syllables
in the foregoing Tables. The feveral Sorts of
Polyfyllables alfo, being ranged in proper Ta-
bles, have their Syllables divided, and dire^lior.s
placed at the Head of each Table for ife? Accent,
to prevent falfe Pionounciation j together witii
the like Number of LeiTons on th-e foreg-inr:
Table?, placed at the End cf each Table, as isr
33 to Words of four Syllable?, for the e:-.fier --.wd
iFiOj-e fpeedy Way of teaching Children to read,
II. A large and ufefui Table cf Words, that
are the fame in Soand, but dilTerentin Significa-
tion j very necefTary to prevent th€ wutrng one
Word for another of tli€ fame S.;und.
III. A fliort, but ccmprehenfive Gramrajr ct
the EngUJb Tongue,, delivered in the moft fami-
liar aad inftruitive MetUcd of Queuiv;n and
^ /infvsev,;
CATALOGUE of BOOKS, &cc.
Anfwer; neceffary forall fuchPerfonsas have the
Advantage only of an Fnglijh Education.
IV. An ufeful Colle6:ion of Sentences, in Profe
and Verfe, Divine, Moral and Hiftorical ; toge-
ther with a feleft Number of Fables, adorned
with proper Sculpiures, for the better Improve-
ment of the young Beginner. And
V. Forms cf Prayer for Children on feveral
Occafions.
The whole, being recomncended by feveral
Clergymen and eminent Schoolmafters, as the
wioft ofeful Performance for the Inftruftion of
Youth, isdefigned for the Ufe of SCHOOLS
in Great-Britain and Ireland.
^j^ THOMAS DILWORTH,
Author of the Schocl^iaster's Assistant,
and Sthoolmailer in Wappin.
DAVlDElSi Th^ LIFE of D A F] D,
King of Ifrael : A Sacred POEM. In live
Boc^k?.
. By THOU AS E L L W O O D»
Scribimus IndoQi DoRiqm Poemata. Hor,
DIVINE SONGS atterapted in cafy Lan-
, guage, furtheuTeof Children.
I By the late I. WATTS, D. D.
F i)ui of the Mouth of Babes and Sucklings thou haf
perjeded Praijey Matt. xxi. 16.
The Sixteenth Ediiioji,
The CHURCH CATECHISM EX-
PLAINED, by Way ol Qnellion and Anfwer \
and confirm'd by Sc.ipture Proofs: Divided in-
to fi-e Paits, an^d twelve Sef^ions. Wherein a
brief and plain Account is given of, I. Tr.e
Chrillian Covenaut. II. The Chriftian Faith,
III. The Chriltian Obedience. IV. The Chi .
ftia.
CATALOGUE of BOOKS, Sec.
ftian Prayer. V. The Chriftian Sacraments.
Colleeted by JOHN LEWIS, Minifter of
Margate, in Kent.
'. The Thirteenth Edition.
Of whom likewife may be had, Bills of Lad-
ing, Bonds with and without Judgments, Powers
cf Attorney, Wills ^d Powers, Arbitratioa
Bonds, Penal Bills, Apprentices and Servants
Indentures, Portage Bills, Bills of Sale for VelTeU
and Goods, &c. &<Sr
At the fame Place may be had, a general Af-
fortment of Books J among which Bibles of all
Sizes, Teilaments, Prayer Books, Spelling Books,
Pfalters and Primers; a great Variety of Chap-
man Books, and fmall Hi^^jae^ Plays fmglei
and Blank Books of all BortsJB*
Writing Paper, cf all Kinds, «yic Ream, or
fmaller Quantity ; marbled P^P£oiH^4 whit^^.
and blue and white j alfo piari^jjj^l^'Papef^f
Parchment ; Quills j Slates and Slate Pencils ?
Ivory Memorandum Books j Scales and Dividers,
common and three legged j an Aflbrtment of
Paper Hangings j Fountain Pens ; Leather Ink
Pots ; Pewter and Lead Ditto j Black Lead Pen-
cils } Ink Powder ; Penknives of different Prices }
Sealing Wax and Wafers ; a curious Colleftion
of Prints painted on Glafs, among which lt>#
King and Queen, large ; a great Variety of €o-
per Plate Pieces, by the beft Matters j Lettej;.
Files J Pocket Books, fome very neat ; Letter
Paper, gilt and plain \ Pounce and Pounce
Boxes, &c. &c. &c.
fx
■4X
't5
-:")
t^^M//^
/ -X
l^iiLl-w^^^
\j^ 5
/^
^I/y U^^
^"4
i7 ^ X?^
y/^f?^^^^ J^ rv^;
«
^^-
^^i^
^'ji:/kf ■'
^tm.
Live Music Archive
Librivox Free Audio
Metropolitan Museum
Cleveland Museum of Art
Internet Arcade
Console Living Room
Books to Borrow
Open Library
TV News
Understanding 9/11