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HYMNS AND SACRED POEMS. PART II.

CHRIST the Friend of Sinners.

I.

WHERE shall my wond'ring Soul begin? How shall I All to Heaven aspire? A Slave redeem'd from Death and Sin, A Brand pluck'd from Eternal Fire, How shall I equal Triumphs raise, And sing my great Deliverer's Praise!

II.

O how shall I the Goodness tell, Father, which Thou to me hast show'd, That I, a Child of Wrath, and Hell, I should be call'd a Child of GOD! Should know, should feel my Sins forgiven, Blest with this Antepast of Heaven!

III.

And shall I slight my Father's Love, Or basely fear his Gifts to own? Unmindful of his Favours prove? Shall I the hallow'd Cross to shun Refuse his Righteousness t'impart By hiding it within my Heart?

IV.

No—tho' the Antient Dragon rage And call forth all his Hosts to War, Tho' Earth's self-righteous Sons engage; Them, and their God alike I dare: JESUS the Sinner's Friend proclaim, JESUS, to Sinners still the same.

V.

Outcasts of Men, to You I call, Harlots and Publicans, and Thieves! He spreads his Arms t'embrace you all; Sinners alone his Grace receives: No Need of Him the Righteous have, He came the Lost to seek and save!

VI.

Come all ye Magdalens in Lust, Ye Ruffians fell in Murders old; Repent, and live: despair and trust! JESUS for you to Death was sold; Tho' Hell protest, and Earth repine, He died for Crimes like Yours—and Mine.

VII.

Come O my guilty Brethren come, Groaning beneath your Load of Sin!

His bleeding Heart shall make you room, His open Side shall take you in. He calls you Now, invites you home— Come, O my guilty Brethren, come!

VIII.

For you the purple Current flow'd In Pardons from his wounded Side: Languish'd for you th' Eternal GOD, For you the Prince of Glory dy'd. Believe; and all your Guilt's forgiven, Only Believe—and yours is Heaven.

On the Conversion of a Common Harlot.

LUKE XV. 10. There is Joy in the Presence of the An|gels of GOD over one Sinner that re|penteth.

I.

SING ye Heavens, and Earth rejoice, Make to GOD a chearful Noise, He the Work alone hath done, He hath glorified his Son.

II.

Sons of GOD exulting rise Join the Triumph of the Skies, See the Prodigal is come, Shout to bear the Wanderer home!

III.

Strive in Joy with Angels strive, Dead She was, but now's alive, Loud repeat the glorious Sound, Lost She was, but now is found!

IV.

This through Ages all along, This be still the Joyous Song, Wide diffus'd o'er Earth abroad, Musick in the Ears of GOD.

V.

Rescued from the Fowler's Snare, JESUS spreads his Arms for Her, JESU's Arms her sacred Fence:— Come, ye Fiends, and pluck her thence!

VI.

Thence She never shall remove, Safe in His Redeeming Love: This the Purchase of his Groans! This the Soul he died for once!

VII.

Now the Gracious Father smiles, Now the Saviour boasts his Spoils; Now the Spirit grieves no more: Sing ye Heav'ns, and Earth adore! Hallelujah.

ROM. iv. 5. To him that worketh not, but believeth on Him that justifieth the Ungodly, his Faith is counted for Righteousness.

I.

LORD, if to Me thy Grace hath given, A Spark of Life, a Taste of Heaven, The Gospel-pearl, the Woman's Seed, The Bruiser of the Serpent's Head;

II.

Why sleeps my Principle Divine? Why hastens not my Spark to shine? The Saviour in my Heart to move And all my Soul to flame with Love?

III.

Buried, o'erwhelm'd, and lost in Sin, And seemingly extinct within, Th' Immortal Seed unactive lies, The Heav'nly Adam sinks and dies:

IV.

Dies, and revives the Dying Flame. Cast down, but not destroy'd I am, 'Midst thousand Lusts I still respire, And tremble, unconsum'd in Fire.

V.

Suffer'd awhile to want my GOD, To groan beneath my Nature's Load, That All may own, that All may see Th' Ungodly justify'd in Me.

ACTS i. 4. Wait for the Promise of the Father, which ye have heard of me.

I.

SAVIOUR of Men, how long shall I Forgotten at thy Footstool lie! Wash'd in the Fountain of thy Blood, Yet groaning still to be renew'd;

II.

A Miracle of Grace and Sin, Pardon'd, yet still alas unclean! Thy Righteousness is counted Mine: When will it in my Nature shine?

III.

Darksom I still remain and void, And painfully unlike my GOD, Till Thou diffuse a brighter Ray, And turn the Glimm'ring into Day.

IV.

Why didst Thou the First Gift impart, And sprinkle with thy Blood my Heart, But that my sprinkled Heart might prove, The Life and Liberty of Love?

V.

Why didst Thou bid my Terrors cease, And sweetly fill my Soul with Peace, But that my peaceful Soul might know The Joys that from Believing flow?

VI.

See then thy Ransom'd Servant, see, I hunger, LORD, I thirst for Thee! Feed me with Love, thy Spirit give, I gasp, in Him, in Thee to live.

VII.

The Promis'd Comforter impart, Open the Fountain in my Heart; There let Him flow with springing Joys, And into Life Eternal rise.

VIII.

There let Him ever, ever dwell, The Pledge, the Witness, and the Seal; I'll glory then in Sin Forgiven, In CHRIST my Life, my Love, my Heaven!

HYMN of THANKSGIVING to the FATHER.

I.

THEE, O my GOD and King, My Father, Thee I sing! Hear well-pleas'd the joyous Sound, Praise from Earth and Heav'n receive; Lost, I now in CHRIST am found, Dead, by Faith in CHRIST I live.

II.

Father, behold thy Son, In CHRIST I am thy own.

Stranger long to Thee and Rest, See the Prodigal is come: Open wide thine Arms and Breast, Take the weary Wand'rer home.

III.

Thine Eye observ'd from far, Thy Pity look'd me near: Me thy Bowels yearn'd to see, Me thy Mercy ran to find, Empty, poor, and void of Thee, Hungry, sick, and faint, and blind.

IV.

Thou on my Neck didst fall, Thy Kiss forgave me all: Still the gracious Words I hear, Words that made the Saviour mine, Haste, for Him the Robe prepare, His be Righteousness Divine!

V.

Thee then, my GOD and King, My Father, Thee I sing! Hear well-pleas'd the joyous Sound, Praise from Earth and Heav'n receive; Lost, I now in CHRIST am found, Dead, by Faith in CHRIST I live.

HYMN to the SON.

I.

O Filial Deity, Accept my New-born Cry!

See the Travail of thy Soul, Saviour, and be satisfy'd; Take me now, possess me whole, Who for Me, for Me hast dy'd!

II.

Of Life Thou art the Tree, My Immortality! Feed this tender Branch of thine, Ceaseless Influence derive, Thou the true, the heav'nly Vine, Grafted into Thee I live.

III.

Of Life the Fountain Thou, I know—I feel it Now! Faint and dead no more I droop: Thou art in me: Thy Supplies Ev'ry Moment springing up Into Life Eternal rise.

IV.

Thou the Good Shepherd art, From Thee I ne'er shall part: Thou my Keeper and my Guide, Make me still thy Tender Care, Gently lead me by thy Side, Sweetly in thy Bosom bear.

V.

Thou art my Daily Bread; O CHRIST, Thou art my Head: Motion, Virtue, Strength to Me, Me thy Living Member flow; Nourish'd I, and fed by Thee, Up to Thee in all things grow.

VI.

Prophet, to me reveal Thy Father's perfect Will. Never Mortal spake like Thee, Human Prophet like Divine; Loud and strong their Voices be, Small and still and inward Thine?

VII.

On Thee my Priest I call, Thy Blood aton'd for all. Still the Lamb as slain appears, Still Thou stand'st before the Throne, Ever off'ring up thy Pray'rs, These presenting with thy own.

VIII.

JESU! Thou art my King, From Thee my Strength I bring! Shadow'd by thy mighty Hand, Saviour, who shall pluck me thence? Faith supports, by Faith I stand Strong as thy Omnipotence.

IX.

O Filial Deity, Accept my New-born Cry! See the Travail of thy Soul, Saviour, and be satisfy'd; Take me now, possess me whole, Who for Me, for Me hast dy'd!

HYMN to the HOLY GHOST.

I.

HEAR, Holy Spirit, hear, My Inward Comforter! Loos'd by Thee my stamm'ring Tongue First essays to praise Thee now, This the New, the Joyful Song, Hear it in thy Temple Thou!

II.

Long o'er my Formless Soul The dreary Waves did roll; Void I lay and sunk in Night: Thou, the overshadowing Dove, Call'dst the Chaos into Light, Bad'st me Be, and live, and love.

III.

Thee I exult to Feel, Thou in my Heart dost dwell: There Thou bear'st thy Witness true, Shed'st the Love of GOD abroad; I in CHRIST a Creature New, I, ev'n I am Born of GOD!

IV.

Ere yet the Time was come To fix in Me thy Home, With me oft Thou didst reside: Now, my GOD, Thou In me art! Here Thou ever shalt abide; One we are, no more to part.

V.

Fruit of the Saviour's Pray'r, My Promis'd Comforter! Thee the World cannot receive, Thee they neither know nor see, Dead is all the Life they live, Dark their Light, while void of Thee.

VI.

Yet I partake thy Grace Thro' CHRIST my Righteousness; Mine the Gifts Thou dost impart, Mine the Unction from above, Pardon written on my Heart, Light, and Life, and Joy, and Love.

VII.

Thy Gifts, Blest Paraclete, I glory to repeat: Sweetly Sure of Grace I am, Pardon to my Soul apply'd, Int'rest in the spotless Lamb; Dead for All, for me He dy'd.

VIII.

Thou art Thyself the Seal; I more than Pardon feel, Peace, Unutterable Peace, Joy that Ages ne'er can move, Faith's Assurance, Hope's Increase, All the Confidence of Love!

IX.

Pledge of thy Promise giv'n, My An epast of Heav'n;

Earnest Thou of Joys Divine, Joys Divine on Me bestow'd, Heav'n and CHRIST, and All is mine, All the Plenitude of GOD.

X.

Thou art My Inward Guide, I ask no Help beside: Arm of GOD, to Thee I call, Weak as Helpless Infancy! Weak I am—yet cannot fall Stay'd by Faith, and led by Thee!

XI.

Hear, Holy Spirit, hear, My Inward Comforter! Loos'd by Thee my stamm'ring Tongue First essays to praise Thee now; This the New, the Joyful Song, Hear it in thy Temple Thou!

PRAISE. From Herbert.

I.

O King of Glory, King of Peace, Thee only will I love: Thee, that my Love may never cease, Incessant will I move!

II.

For Thou hast granted my Request, For Thou my Cries hast heard, Mark'd all the Workings of my Breast, And hast in Mercy spar'd.

III.

Wherefore with all my Strength and Art Thy Mercy's Praise I sing; To Thee the Tribute of my Heart, My Soul, my All I bring.

IV.

What tho' my Sins against me cry'd? Thou didst the Sinner spare: In vain th' Accuser still reply'd, For Love had charm'd thy Ear.

V.

Thee sev'n whole Days, not one in sev'n, Unweary'd will I praise, And in my Heart, a little Heav'n, Thy Throne triumphant raise.

VI.

Soften'd and vanquish'd by my Tears Thou could'st no more withstand, But when stern Justice call'd for Fears, Disarm'd her lifted Hand.

VII.

Small is it in this humble sort Thy Mercy's Pow'r to raise: For ev'n Eternity's too short To utter all thy Praise.

The GLANCE. From the same.

I.

WHEN first thy gracious Eye's survey, Ev'n in the midst of Youth and Night, Mark'd me, where sunk in Sin I lay; I felt a strange unknown Delight.

II.

My Soul in all its Pow'rs renew'd Own'd the Divine Physician's Art, So swift the Healing Look bedew'd, Embalm'd, o'er-ran and fill'd my Heart.

III.

Since then I many a bitter Storm Have felt, and feeling sure had dy'd, Had the malicious Fatal Harm Roll'd on its unmolested Tide:

IV.

But working still, within my Soul, Thy sweet Original Joy remain'd; Thy Love did all my Griefs controul, Thy Love the Victory more than gain'd.

V.

If the first Glance, but open'd now And now seal'd up, so pow'rful prove, What wondrous Transports shall we know When glorying in thy full-ey'd Love!

VI.

When Thou shalt look us out of Pain, And raise us to thy Blissful Sight, With open Face strong to sustain The Blaze of thy unclouded Light!

Desiring to praise worthily. From the German.

I.

MONARCH of All, with lowly Fear To whom Heaven's Host their Voices raise, Even Earth and Dust thy Bounties share: Let Earth and Dust attempt thy Praise.

II.

Before thy Face, O LORD most High, Sinks all created Glory down: Yet be not wroth with me, that I Vile Worm, draw near thy awful Throne.

III.

Of all Thou the Beginning art, Of all things Thou alone the End: On Thee still fix my stedfast Heart; To Thee let all my Actions tend.

IV.

Thou, LORD, art Light: Thy Native Ray No Shade, no Variation knows— On my Dark Soul (Ye Clouds away) The Brightness of thy Face disclose.

V.

Thou, LORD, art Love: from Thee pure Love Flows forth in unexhausted Streams; Let me its quickning Influence prove, Fill my whole Heart with Sacred Flames.

VI.

Thou, LORD, art Good, and Thou alone: With eager Hope, with warm Desire, Thee may I still my Portion own, To Thee in every Thought aspire.

VII.

So shall my every Power to Thee In Love, Thanks, Praise incessant rise, Yea my whole Soul and Flesh shall be One Holy, Living Sacrifice.

VIII.

LORD GOD of Armies, ceaseless Praise In Heaven thy Throne to Thee is given, Here as in Heaven thy Name we raise, For where thy Presence Shines, is Heaven.

FREE GRACE.

I.

AND can it be, that I should gain An Int'rest in the Saviour's Blood! Dy'd He for Me?—who caus'd his Pain! For Me?—who Him to Death pursu'd. Amazing Love! how can it be That Thou, my GOD, shouldst die for Me?

II.

'Tis Myst'ry all! th' Immortal dies! Who can explore his strange Design? In vain the first-born Seraph tries To sound the Depths of Love Divine. 'Tis Mercy all! Let Earth adore; Let Angel Minds enquire no more.

III.

He left his Father's Throne above, (So free, so infinite his Grace!) Empty'd Himself of All but Love, And bled for Adam's helpless Race: 'Tis Mercy all, immense and free! For O my GOD! it found out Me!

IV.

Long my imprison'd Spirit lay, Fast bound in Sin and Nature's Night: Thine Eye diffus'd a quick'ning Ray; I woke; the Dungeon flam'd with Light; My Chains fell off, my Heart was free, I rose, went forth, and follow'd Thee.

V.

Still the small inward Voice I hear, That whispers all my Sins forgiv'n; Still the attoning Blood is near, That quench'd the Wrath of hostile Heav'n: I fell the Life his Wounds impart; I feel my Saviour in my Heart.

VI.

No Condemnation now I dread, JESUS, and all in Him, is Mine:

Alive in Him, my Living Head, And cloath'd in Righteousness Divine, Bold I approach th'Eternal Throne, And claim the Crown, thro' CHRIST, my own.

The CALL. From Herbert.

I.

COME, O my Way, my Truth, my Life! A Way that gives us Breath, A Truth that ends its Followers' Strife, A Life that conquers Death!

II.

Come, O my Light, my Feast, my Strength! A Light that shews a Feast; A Feast that still improves by Length, A Strength that makes the Guest!

III.

Come, O my Joy, my Love, my Heart! A Joy that none can move; A Love that none can ever part, A Heart that joys in Love!

TRUE PRAISE. From the same.

I.

WHEN first my feeble Verse essay'd, Of heav'nly Joys to sing, Fancy was summon'd to my Aid Her choicest Stores to bring.

II.

With study'd Words each rising Thought I deck'd, with nicest Art, And shining Metaphors I sought To burnish ev'ry Part.

III.

Thousands of Notions swift did run, And fill'd my lab'ring Head; I blotted oft' what I begun, This was too flat, that dead.

IV.

To cloath the Sun, no Dress too fine I thought, no Words too gay, Much less the Realms that glorious shine In one Eternal Day.

V.

Mean while I whisp'ring heard a Friend, "Why all this vain Pretence? "Love has a Sweetness ready penn'd, "Take that, and save Expence.

The DIALOGUE. From the same.

I.

SAVIOUR, if Thy precious Love Could be merited by mine, Faith these Mountains would remove; Faith would make me ever Thine: But when all my Care and Pains, Worth can ne'er create in Me,

Nought by me thy Fulness gains; Vain the Hope to purchase Thee.

II.

C. Cease, my Child, thy Worth to weigh, Give the needless Contest o'er: Mine Thou art! while thus I say, Yield Thee up, and ask no more. What thy Estimate may be, Only can by Him be told, Who to ransom Wretched Thee, Thee to gain, Himself was sold.

III.

S. But when All in Me is Sin, How can I thy Grace obtain? How presume Thyself to win? GOD of Love, the Doubt explain— Or if Thou the Means supply, Lo! to Thee I All resign! Make me, LORD, (I ask not why, How, I ask not) ever Thine!

IV.

C. This I would—That humbly still Thou submit to my Decree, Blindly subjecting thy Will, Meekly copying after Me: That as I did leave my Throne; Freely from my Glory part; Die, to make thy Heart my own— S. Ah! no more—Thou break'st my Heart!

Subjection to CHRIST. From the German.

I.

JESU, to Thee my Heart I bow, Strange Flames far from my Soul remove; Fairest among ten thousand Thou, Be Thou my Lord, my Life, my Love.

II.

All Heav'n Thou fill'st with pure Desire; O shine upon my frozen Breast; With sacred Warmth my Heart inspire, May I too thy hid Sweetness taste.

III.

I see thy Garments roll'd in Blood, Thy streaming Head, thy Hands, thy Side▪ All hail, Thou Suff'ring, conquering GOD! Now Man shall live; for GOD hath dy'd.

IV.

O kill in Me this Rebel Sin, And triumph o'er my willing Breast: Restore thy Image, Lord, therein, And lead me to my Father's Rest.

V.

Ye earthly Loves, be far away! Saviour, be Thou my Love alone; No more may Mine usurp the Sway, But in me thy great Will be done!

VI.

Yea Thou true Witness, spotless Lamb, All Things for Thee I count but Loss; My sole Desire, my constant Aim, My only Glory be thy Cross!

Renouncing all for CHRIST. From the French.

I.

COME, Saviour JESU, from above, Assist me with thy heav'nly Grace, Withdraw my Heart from worldly Love, And for Thyself prepare the Place.

II.

O let thy sacred Presence fill And set my longing Spirit free, Which pants to have no other Will, But Night and Day to feast on Thee.

III.

While in these Regions here below, No other Good will I pursue; I'll bid this World of Noise and Show With all its flatt'ring Snares adieu.

IV.

That Path with humble Speed I'll seek Wherein my Saviour's Footsteps shine, Nor will I hear, nor will I speak Of any other Love than thine.

V.

To Thee my Earnest Soul aspires, To Thee I offer all my Vows, Keep me from false and vain Desires, My GOD, my Saviour and my Spouse.

VI.

Henceforth may no profane Delight Divide this consecrated Soul; Possess it Thou, who hast the Right, As Lord and Master of the whole.

VII.

Wealth, Honour, Pleasure, or what else This short enduring World can give, Tempt as you will, my Heart repels, To CHRIST alone resolv'd to live.

VIII.

Thee I can love and Thee alone With holy Peace and Inward Bliss; To find Thou tak'st me for thy own, O what a Happiness is This!

IX.

Nor Heav'n nor Earth do I desire But thy pure Love within my Breast, This, this I always will require, And freely give up all the rest.

X.

Thy Gifts, if call'd for, I resign, Pleas'd to receive, pleas'd to restore; Gifts are Thy Work; it shall be mine The Giver only to adore.

The INVITATION. From Herbert.

I.

COME hither All, whose grov'ling Taste Inslaves your Souls, and lays them waste; Save your Expence, and mend your Cheer: Here GOD Himself's prepar'd and drest, Himself vouchsafes to be your Feast, In whom Alone all Dainties are.

II.

Come hither all, whom tempting Wine Bows to your Father Belial's Shrine, Sin all your Boast, and Sense your GOD: Weep now for what you've drank amiss, And lose your Taste for sensual Bliss By drinking here your Saviour's Blood.

III.

Come hither all, whom searching Pain, Whom Conscience's loud Cries arraign Producing all your Sins to view: Taste; and dismiss your Guilty Fear, O taste and see that GOD is here To heal your Souls and Sin subdue.

IV.

Come hither all, whom Careless Joy Does with alluring Force destroy, While loose ye range beyond your Bounds: True Joy is here, that passes quite And all your transient mean Delight Drowns, as a Flood the lower Grounds.

V.

Come hither all, whose Idol-Love, While fond the pleasing Pain ye prove, Raises your foolish Raptures high: True Love is here; whose dying Breath Gave Life to Us; who tasted Death, And tasting once no more can die.

VI.

LORD, I have now invited All, And instant still the Guests shall call, Still shall I All invite to Thee: For, O my GOD, it seems but right In mine, thy meanest Servant's Sight, That where All Is, there All should be!

The BANQUET. From the same.

I.

WElcome, delicious Sacred Cheer, Welcome, my GOD, my Saviour dear, O with me, In me live and dwell! Thine, Earthly Joy surpasses quite, The Depths of thy supreme Delight Not Angel Tongues can taste or tell.

II.

What Streams of Sweetness from the Bowl Surprize and deluge all my Soul, Sweetness that is, and makes Divine! Surely from GOD's right Hand they flow, From thence deriv'd to Earth below To chear us with Immortal Wine.

III.

Soon as I taste the Heav'nly Bread, What Manna o'er my Soul is shed, Manna that Angels never knew! Victorious Sweetness fills my Heart, Such as my GOD delights t' impart, Mighty to save, and Sin subdue.

V.

I had forgot my Heav'nly Birth, My Soul degen'rate clave to Earth, In Sense and Sin's base Pleasures drown'd: When GOD assum'd Humanity, And spilt his Sacred Blood for me, To find me grov'ling on the Ground.

V.

Soon as his Love has rais'd me up, He mingles Blessings in a Cup, And sweetly meets my ravish'd Taste, Joyous I now throw off my Load, I cast my Sins and Care on GOD, And Wine becomes a Wing at last.

VI.

Upborn on This, I mount, I fly; Regaining swift my Native Sky,— I wipe my streaming Eyes and see Him, whom I seek, for whom I sue, My GOD, my Saviour there I view, Him, who has done so much for me!

VII.

O let thy wondrous Mercy's Praise Inspire and consecrate my Lays,

And take up all my Lines and Life; Thy Praise my ev'ry Breath employ: Be all my Business, all my Joy To strive in This, and love the Strife!

Therefore with Angels, &c.

I.

LORD and GOD of Heav'nly Pow'rs, Theirs—yet Oh! benignly Ours, Glorious King, let Earth proclaim, Worms attempt to chant thy Name.

II.

Thee to laud in Songs Divine Angels and Archangels join; We with Them our Voices raise, Echoing thy Eternal Praise:

III.

Holy, Holy, Holy Lord, Live by Heav'n and Earth ador'd! Full of Thee, they ever cry Glory be to GOD most High!

Glory be to GOD on high, &c.

I.

GLORY be to GOD on high, GOD whose Glory fills the Sky: Peace on Earth to Man forgiv'n, Man the Well-belov'd of Heav'n!

II.

Sov'reign Father, Heav'nly King! Thee we now presume to sing; Glad Thine Attributes confess, Glorious all and numberless.

III.

Hail! by all thy Works ador'd, Hail! the everlasting Lord! Thee with thankful Hearts we prove Lord of Pow'r, and GOD of Love.

IV.

CHRIST our LORD and GOD we own, CHRIST the Father's only Son! Lamb of GOD for Sinners slain, Saviour of offending Man!

V.

Bow thine Ear, in Mercy bow, Hear, the World's Attonement Thou! JESU, in thy Name we pray, Take, O take our Sins away.

VI.

Pow'rful Advocate with GOD, Justify us by thy Blood! Bow thine Ear, in Mercy bow, Hear, the World's Attonement Thou!

VII.

Hear; for Thou, O CHRIST alone With thy Glorious Sire art One! One the Holy Ghost with Thee, One supreme Eternal Three.

HYMN to CHRIST. Altered from Dr. Hickes's Reform'd Devotions.

I.

JESU, behold the Wise from far Led to thy Cradle by a Star, Bring Gifts to Thee their God and King! O guide us by thy Light, that we The Way may find, and still to Thee Our Hearts, our All for Tribute bring.

II.

JESU, the pure, the spotless Lamb, Who to the Temple humbly came Duteous the Legal Rights to pay: O make our proud, our stubborn Will All thy wise, gracious Laws fulfil, Whate'er rebellious Nature say.

III.

JESU, who on the fatal Wood Pour'dst out thy Life's last Drop of Blood, Nail'd to th' accursed shameful Cross: O may we bless thy Love, and be Ready, dear LORD, to bear for Thee All Shame, all Grief, all Pain, all Loss.

IV.

JESU, who by thine own Love slain, By thine own Pow'r took'st Life again, And Conqueror from the Grave didst rise: O may thy Death our Souls revive, And ev'n on Earth a new Life give, A glorious Life that never dies.

V.

JESU, who to thy Heav'n again Return'dst in Triumph, there to reign Of Men and Angels Sov'reign King: O may our parting Souls take Flight Up to that Land of Joy and Light, And there for ever grateful sing.

VI.

All Glory to the sacred Three, One undivided Deity, All Honour, Pow'r, and Love and Praise; Still may thy blessed Name shine bright In Beams of uncreated Light, Crown'd with its own eternal Rays.

On the CRUCIFIXION.

I.

BEHOLD the Saviour of Mankind Nail'd to the shameful Tree! How vast the Love that Him inclin'd To bleed and die for Thee!

II.

Hark how he groans! while Nature shakes, And Earth's strong Pillars bend! The Temple's Veil in sunder breaks, The solid Marbles rend.

III.

'Tis done! the precious Ransom's paid; Receive my Soul, he cries; See where he bows his sacred Head! He bows his Head and dies.

IV.

But soon He'll break Death's envious Chain, And in full Glory shine! O Lamb of GOD, was ever Pain, Was ever Love like Thine!

Part of the LXIII Chapter of ISAIAH, Altered from Mr. Norris.

I.

NO common Vision this I see In more than human Majesty! Who is this mighty Hero, who, With glorious Terror on his Brow? His deep dy'd Crimson Robes outvie The Blushes of the Morning Sky: Lo, how triumphant he appears And Vict'ry in his Visage bears!

II.

How strong, how stately does he go! Pompous and solemn is his Pace, And full of Majesty his Face, Who is this mighty Hero, who? 'Tis I, who to my Promise stand: I, who sin, Death, Hell, and the Grave Have foil'd with this all-conquering Hand: 'Tis I, the LORD mighty to save.

III.

Why wear'st Thou then this Crimson Dye; Say Thou all-conquering Hero, why?

Why do thy Garments look all red Like them that in the Wine fat tread? The Wine-press I alone have trod, That pond'rous Mass I ply'd alone: And with me to assist was none: A Task, worthy the Son of GOD!

IV.

Angels stood trembling at the Sight, Inrag'd, I put forth all my Might, And down the Engine prest; the Force Put frighted Nature out of Course; The Blood gush'd out, and checquer'd o'er My Garments with its deepest Gore. With glorious Stains bedeck'd I stood, And writ my Victory in Blood.

V.

The Day, the signal Day is come Vengeance of all my Foes to take; The Day, when Death shall have its Doom, And the dark Kingdom's Pow'rs shall shake. I look'd, who to assist stood by: Trembled Heav'n's Hosts nor ventur'd nigh: Ev'n to my Father did I look In Pain: My Father me forsook!

VI.

A while amaz'd I was to see None to uphold or comfort me: Then I arose in Might array'd, And call'd my Fury to my Aid; My single Arm the Battle won, And strait th' acclaiming Hosts above Hymn'd, in new Songs of Joy and Love, Jehovah and his conquering Son.

The MAGNIFICAT.

I.

MY Soul extols the mighty Lord, In GOD the Saviour joys my Heart: Thou hast not my low State abhorr'd; Now know I, Thou my Saviour art.

II.

Sorrow and Sighs are fled away, Peace now I feel, and Joy and Rest: Renew'd I hail the Festal Day, Henceforth by endless Ages blest.

III.

Great are the Things which Thou has done, How holy is thy Name, O LORD! How wondrous is thy Mercy shewn To all that tremble at thy Word!

IV.

Thy conqu'ring Arm with Terror crown'd Appear'd the Humble to sustain: And all the Sons of Pride have found. Their boasted Wisdom void and vain.

V.

The mighty from their native Sky, Cast down Thou hast in Darkness bound: And rais'd the Worms of Earth on high With Majesty and Glory crown'd.

VI.

The Rich have pin'd amidst their Store, Nor e'er the Way of Peace have trod; Mean while the hungry Souls thy Pow'r Fill'd with the Fulness of their GOD.

VII.

Come, Saviour, come, of old decreed! Faithful and true be Thou confest: By all Earth's Tribes in Abraham's Seed Henceforth thro' endless Ages blest.

PSALM XLVI.

I.

ON GOD supreme our Hope depends, Whose omnipresent Sight Ev'n to the pathless Realms extends Of uncreated Night.

II.

Plung'd in th' Abyss of deep Distress, To Him we rais'd our Cry: His Mercy bad our Sorrows cease, And fill'd our Tongue with Joy.

III.

Tho' Earth her ancient Seat forsake By Pangs convulsive torn, Tho' her self-balanc'd Fabrick shake, And ruin'd Nature mourn:

IV.

Tho' Hills be in the Ocean lost With all their trembling Load, No Fear shall e'er disturb the Just, Or shake his Trust in GOD.

V.

Nations remote and Realms unknown In vain resist his Sway; For lo! Jehovah's Voice is shewn, And Earth shall melt away.

VI.

Let War's devouring Surges rise And swell on ev'ry Side: The Lord of Hosts our Safeguard is, And Jacob's GOD our Guide.

PSALM CXIII.

I.

YE-Priests of GOD, whose happy Days Are spent in your Creator's Praise, Still more and more his Fame express! Ye pious Worshippers proclaim With Shouts of Joy his holy Name; Nor satisfy'd with praising, bless.

II.

Let GOD's high Praises still resound Beyond old Time's too scanty Bound,

And thro' eternal Ages pierce, From where the Sun first gilds the Streams To where he sets with purpled Beams, Thro' all the wide-stretch'd Universe.

III.

The various Tribes of Earth obey Thy awful and imperial Sway; Nor Earth thy Sov'reign Pow'r confines; Above the Sun's all-chearing Light, Above the Stars, and far more bright Thy pure essential Glory shines.

IV.

What Mortal form'd of fading Clay, What Native of eternal Day Can with the GOD of Heav'n compare? Yet Angels round thy glorious Throne Thou stoop'st to view: Nor They alone; Ev'n earth-born Men thy Goodness share.

V.

The Poor Thou liftest from the Dust; The Sinner, if in Thee he trust, From Depths of Guilt and Shame Thou'lt raise; That he, in Peace and Safety plac'd, With Pow'r and Love and Wisdom grac'd, May sing aloud his Saviour's Praise.

PSALM CXVI.

I.

O Thou, who when I did complain, Didst all my Griefs remove, O Saviour, do not now disdain My humble Praise and Love.

II.

Since Thou a pitying Ear didst give And hear me when I pray'd, I'll call upon Thee while I live, And never doubt thy Aid.

III.

Pale Death with all his ghastly Train My Soul encompast round, Anguish and Sin, and Dread and Pain On ev'ry Side I found.

IV.

To Thee, O LORD of Life, I pray'd, And did for Succour flee: O save (in my Distress I said) The Soul that trusts in Thee!

V.

How good Thou art! How large thy Grace! How easy to forgive! The helpless Thou delight'st to raise: And by thy Love I live.

VI.

Then, O my Soul, be never more With anxious Thoughts distrest, GOD's bounteous Love doth Thee restore To Ease and Joy and Rest.

VII.

My Eyes no longer drown'd in Tears, My Feet from falling free, Redeem'd from Death, and guilty Fears O Lord, I'll live to Thee!

PSALM CXVII.

I.

YE Nations, who the Globe divide, Ye num'rous Nations scatter'd wide, To GOD your grateful Voices raise: To all his boundless Mercy's shown, His Truth to endless Ages known Require our endless Love and Praise.

II.

To Him who reigns enthron'd on high, To his dear Son, who deign'd to die Our Guilt and Errors to remove; To that blest Spirit who Grace imparts, Who rules in all Believing Hearts, Be ceaseless Glory, Praise and Love!

PRAYER. From Herbert.

I.

HOW swiftly wafted in a Sigh, Thou GOD that hear'st the Pray'r, Do our Requests invade the Sky, And pierce thy bending Ear?

II.

My Suit is made, my Pray'r is o'er, If I but lift my Eye; Thou, Omnipresent, can'st no more Not hear, than Thou canst die.

III.

How shall we Thy great Arm revere, Which gives this All to be, Connects the Center with the Sphere, And spans Infinity!

IV.

Whate'er our ardent Souls require, Whate'er we wish is there; Thy Pow'r exceeds our Scant Desire, And chides our partial Pray'r.

V.

O how unbounded is Thy Love, Which, when Thou could'st not die, Descending from Thy Throne Above Put on Mortality!

VI.

Thou leav'st Thy Father's blissful Face Our Guilt and Curse t'assume, To burst the Bars that stopp'd Thy Grace, And make Thy Bounty Room.

VII.

Still then may Pray'r with me remain, This my Companion be; So shall I all my Wants obtain, Obtain all Heav'n in Thee.

TRUST in PROVIDENCE. From the German.

I.

COMMIT thou all thy Griefs And Ways into his Hands; To his sure Truth and tender Care, Who Earth and Heav'n commands.

II.

Who points the Clouds their Course, Whom Winds and Seas obey; He shall direct thy wand'ring Feet, He shall prepare thy Way.

III.

Thou on the LORD rely, So safe shalt thou go on; Fix on his Work thy stedfast Eye, So shall Thy Work be done.

IV.

No Profit canst thou gain By self-consuming Care; To Him commend thy Cause, his Ear Attends the softest Pray'r.

V.

Thy everlasting Truth, Father, thy ceaseless Love Sees all thy Children's Wants, and knows What best for each will prove.

VI.

And whatsoe'er Thou will'st, Thou dost, O King of Kings; What thy unerring Wisdom chose Thy Pow'r to Being brings.

VII.

Thou ev'ry where hast Way, And all things serve thy Might; Thy ev'ry Act pure Blessing is, Thy Path unfully'd Light.

VIII.

When Thou arisest, LORD, What shall thy Work withstand? When all thy Children want Thou giv'st, Who, who shall stay thy Hand?

IX.

Give to the Winds thy Fears; Hope, and be undismay'd; GOD hears thy Sighs, and counts thy Tears, GOD shall lift up thy Head.

X.

Thro' Waves and Clouds and Storms He gently clears thy Way; Wait thou his Time, so shall this Night Soon end in joyous Day.

XI.

Still heavy is thy Heart? Still sink thy Spirits down? Cast off the Weight, let Fear depart, And ev'ry Care be gone.

XII.

What tho' Thou rulest not? Yet Heav'n and Earth and Hell Proclaim, GOD sitteth on the Throne And ruleth all things well!

XIII.

Leave to his Sov'reign Sway To choose and to command; So shalt thou wondring own, his Way How wise, how strong his Hand.

XIV.

Far, far above thy Thought His Counsel shall appear, When fully He the Work hath wrought, That caus'd thy needless Fear.

XV.

Thou seest our Weakness, LORD, Our Hearts are known to Thee; O lift Thou up the sinking Hand, Confirm the feeble Knee!

XVI.

Let us in Life, in Death, Thy stedfast Truth declare, And publish with our latest Breath Thy Love and Guardian Care!

In AFFLICTION.

I.

ETERNAL Beam of Light Divine, Fountain of unexhausted Love, In whom the FATHER's Glories shine, Thro' Earth beneath, and Heav'n above!

II.

JESU! the weary Wand'rer's Rest; Give me thy easy Yoke to bear, With stedfast Patience arm my Breast, With spotless Love and lowly Fear.

III.

Thankful I take the Cup from Thee, Prepar'd and mingled by thy Skill: Tho' bitter to the Taste it be, Pow'rful the wounded Soul to heal.

IV.

Be Thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh: So shall each murm'ring Thought be gone, And Grief, and Fear, and Care shall fly, As Clouds before the Mid-day Sun.

V.

Speak to my warring Passions, "Peace;" Say to my trembling Heart, "Be still: Thy Pow'r my Strength and Fortress is, For all Things serve Thy Sov'reign Will.

VI.

O Death, where is thy Sting? Where now Thy boasted Victory, O Grave? Who shall contend with GOD: Or Who Can hurt whom GOD delights to save?

In AFFLICTION, or PAIN. From the German.

I.

THOU Lamb of GOD, Thou Prince of Peace, For Thee my thirsty Soul doth pine! My longing Soul implores Thy Grace, O make in me thy Likeness shine.

II.

With fraudless, even, humble Mind, Thy Will in all Things may I see: In Love be ev'ry Wish resign'd, And hallow'd my whole Heart to Thee.

III.

When Pain o'er my weak Flesh prevails, With Lamb-like Patience arm my Breast; When Grief my wounded Soul assails, In lowly Meekness may I rest.

IV.

Close by Thy Side still may I keep, Howe'er Life's various Current flow; With stedfast Eye mark ev'ry Step, And follow Thee where'er Thou go.

V.

Thou, LORD, the dreadful Fight hast won; Alone Thou hast the Wine-press trod: In me Thy strength'ning Grace be shown, O may I conquer through Thy Blood!

VI.

So when on Sion Thou shalt stand, And all Heav'n's Host adore their King, Shall I be found at Thy Right Hand, And free from Pain Thy Glories sing.

Another. From the same.

I.

ALL Glory to th' Eternal Three, Of Light and Love th' unfathom'd Sea! Whose boundless Pow'r, whose saving Grace, Reliev'd me in my deep Distress.

II.

Still, LORD, from thy exhaustless Store Pure Blessing and Salvation show'r; Till Earth I leave, and soar away To Regions of unclouded Day.

III.

My Heart from all Pollution clean, O purge it, tho' with Grief and Pain: To Thee lo! I my All resign, Thine be my Will, my Soul be Thine.

IV.

O guide me, lead me in thy Ways: 'Tis Thine the sinking Hand to raise. O may I ever lean on Thee: 'Tis Thine to prop the feeble Knee.

V.

O Father, sanctify this Pain, Nor let one Tear be shed in vain! Soften, yet arm my Breast: no Fear, No Wrath, but Love alone be there.

VI.

O leave not, cast me not away In fierce Temptation's dreadful Day: Speak but the Word; instant shall cease The Storm, and all my Soul be Peace!

In DESERTION or TEMPTATION.

I.

AH! my dear LORD, whose changeless Love To Me, nor Earth nor Hell can part; When shall my Feet forget to rove? Ah, what shall fix this faithless Heart?

II.

Why do these Cares my Soul divide If Thou indeed hast set me free? Why am I Thus, if GOD hath dy'd; If GOD hath dy'd to purchase Me?

III.

Around me Clouds of Darkness roll, In deepest Night I still walk on; Heavily moves my fainting Soul, My Comfort and my GOD are gone.

IV.

Chearless and all forlorn I droop; In vain I lift my weary Eye; No Gleam of Light, no Ray of Hope Appears throughout the darken'd Sky.

V.

My feeble Knees I bend again, My drooping Hands again I rear: Vain is the Task, the Effort vain, My Heart abhors the irksome Pray'r.

VI.

Oft with thy Saints my Voice I raise, And seem to join the tastless Song: Faintly ascends th' imperfect Praise, Or dies upon my thoughtless Tongue.

VII.

Cold, weary, languid, heartless, dead To thy dread Courts I oft repair; By Conscience drag'd, or Custom led I come; nor know that GOD is there!

VIII.

Nigh with my Lips to Thee I draw, Unconscious at thy Altar found; Far off my Heart: nor touch'd with Awe, Nor mov'd—tho' Angels tremble round.

IX.

In All I do, Myself I feel, And groan beneath the wonted Load, Still unrenew'd and carnal still, Naked of CHRIST, and void of GOD.

X.

Nor yet the Earthly Adam dies, But lives, and moves, and fights again, Still the fierce Gusts of Passion rise, And rebel Nature strives to reign.

XI.

Fondly my foolish Heart essays T' augment the Source of perfect Bliss, Love's All-sufficient Sea to raise With Drops of Creature-Happiness.

XII.

O Love! thy Sov'reign Aid impart, And guard the Gifts Thyself hast giv'n: My Portion Thou, my Treasure art, And Life, and Happiness, and Heav'n.

XIII.

Would ought with Thee my Wishes share, Tho' dear as Life the Idol be, The Idol from my Breast I'll tear, Resolv'd to seek my All from Thee.

XIV.

Whate'er I fondly counted Mine, To Thee, my LORD, I here restore: Gladly I all for Thee resign: Give me Thyself, I ask no more!

JUSTIFIED, but not SANCTIFIED.

I.

MY GOD (if I may call Thee Mine From Heav'n and Thee remov'd so far) Draw nigh; thy pitying Ear incline, And cast not out my languid Pray'r. Gently the Weak Thou lov'st to lead, Thou lov'st to prop the feeble Knee, O break not then a bruised Reed, Nor quench the smoaking Flax in me.

II.

Buried in Sin, thy Voice I hear, And burst the Barriers of my Tomb, In all the Marks of Death appear, Forth at thy Call, tho' bound, I come. Give me, O give me fully, LORD, Thy Resurrection's Pow'r to know; Free me indeed; repeat the Word, And loose my Bands, and let me go.

III.

Fain would I go to Thee my GOD, Thy Mercies and my Wants to tell: I feel my Pardon seal'd in Blood; Saviour, thy Love I wait to feel.

Freed from the Pow'r of cancel'd Sin; When shall my Soul triumphant prove? Why breaks not out the Fire within In Flames of Joy and Praise and Love?

IV.

When shall my Eye affect my Heart, Sweetly dissolv'd in gracious Tears? Ah, LORD, the Stone to Flesh convert! And till thy lovely Face appears, Still may I at thy Footstool keep, And watch the Smile of op'ning Heav'n: Much would I pray, and love, and weep; I would; for I have much forgiv'n.

V.

Yet O! ten thousand Lusts remain, And vex my Soul absolv'd from Sin, Still rebel Nature strives to reign, Still am I all unclean, unclean! Assail'd by Pride, allur'd by Sense, On Earth the Creatures court my Stay; False flatt'ring Idols get ye hence, Created Good be far away!

VI.

JESU, to Thee my Soul aspires, JESU, to Thee I plight my Vows, Keep me from Earthly base Desires, My GOD, my Saviour, and my Spouse. Fountain of all-sufficient Bliss, Thou art the Good I seek below; Fulness of Joys in Thee there is, Without 'tis Mis'ry all the Woe.

VII.

Take this poor wandring, worthless Heart, Its Wandrings all to Thee are known, May no false Rival claim a Part, Nor Sin disseize Thee of thine own. Stir up thy interposing Pow'r, Save me from Sin, from Idols save, Snatch me from fierce Temptation's Hour, And hide, O hide me in the Grave!

VIII.

I know Thou wilt accept me Now, I know my Sins are now forgiv'n! My Head to Death O let me bow, Nor keep my Life, to lose my Heav'n. Far from this Snare my Soul remove, This only Cup I would decline, I deprecate a Creature-Love, O take me, to secure me Thine.

IX.

Or if thy Wiser Will ordain The Trial, I would die to shun, Welcome the Strife, the Grief, the Pain, Thy Name be prais'd, thy Will be done! I from thy Hand the Cup receive, Meekly submit to thy Decree, Gladly for Thee consent to live! Thou, LORD, hast liv'd, hast died for Me!

ISAIAH xliii. 1, 2, 3.

I.

PEACE, doubting Heart—my GOD's I am! Who form'd me Man forbids my Fear: The LORD hath call'd me by my Name, The LORD protects for ever near: His Blood for Me did once attone, And still he loves, and guards his own.

II.

When passing thro' the Watry Deep I ask in Faith his promis'd Aid, The Waves an awful Distance keep, And shrink from my devoted Head: Fearless their Violence I dare: They cannot harm, for GOD is there!

III.

To Him my Eye of Faith I turn, And thro' the Fire pursue my Way; The Fire forgets its Pow'r to burn, The lambent Flames around me play: I own his Pow'r, accept the Sign, And shout to prove the Saviour Mine.

IV.

Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand, And guard in fierce Temptation's Hour; Hide in the Hollow of thy Hand, Shew forth in me thy Saving Pow'r. Still be thy Arm my sure Defence, Nor Earth nor Hell shall pluck me thence.

V.

Since Thou hast bid me come to Thee, (Good as Thou art and strong to save) I'll walk o'er Life's tempestuous Sea, Upborn by the unyielding Wave; Dauntless, tho' Rocks of Pride be near, And yawning Whirlpools of Despair.

VI.

When Darkness intercepts the Skies, And Sorrow's Waves around me roll. When high the Storms of Passion rise, And half o'erwhelm my sinking Soul; My Soul a sudden Calm shall feel And hear a Whisper "Peace, be still."

VII.

Tho' in Affliction's Furnace tried, Unhurt on Snares and Deaths I'll tread; Tho' Sin assail, and Hell thrown wide Pour all its Flames upon my Head, Like Moses' Bush I'll mount the higher, And flourish unconsum'd in Fire.

The BELIEVER's SUPPORT. From the German.

I.

O Thou, to whose all searching Sight The Darkness shineth as the Light, Search, prove my Heart; it pants for Thee: O burst these Bands, and set it free.

II.

Wash out its Stains, refine its Dross, Nail my Affections to the Cross! Hallow each Thought: let all within Be clean, as Thou, my LORD, art clean.

III.

If in this darksome Wild I stray, Be Thou my Light, be Thou my Way: No Foes, no Violence I fear, No Fraud, while Thou, my GOD, art near.

IV.

When rising Floods my Head o'erflow, When sinks my Heart in Waves of Woe, JESU, thy timely Aid impart, And raise my Head, and chear my Heart.

V.

Saviour, where'er thy Steps I see, Dauntless, untir'd I follow Thee: O let thy Hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy Hill.

VI.

If rough and thorny be my Way, My Strength proportion to my Day: Till Toil and Grief, and Pain shall cease, Where all is Calm, and Joy, and Peace.

Living by CHRIST. From the German.

I.

JESU, thy boundless Love to me No Thought can reach, no Tongue declare: O knit my thankful Heart to Thee, And reign without a Rival there. Thine wholly, thine alone I am: Be Thou alone my constant Flame.

II.

O grant that nothing in my Soul May dwell, but thy pure Love alone: O may thy Love possess me whole, My Joy, my Treasure, and my Crown. Strange Fires far from my Soul remove, My ev'ry Act, Word, Thought, be Love.

III.

O Love, how chearing is thy Ray? All Pain before thy Presence flies! Care, Anguish, Sorrow melt away Where'er thy healing Beams arise: O JESU, nothing may I see, Nothing hear, feel or think but Thee!

IV.

Unwearied may I this pursue, Dauntless to the high Prize aspire; Hourly within my Breast renew This holy Flame, this heav'nly Fire; And Day and Night be all my Care To guard this sacred Treasure there.

V.

My Saviour, Thou thy Love to me In Want, in Pain, in Shame, hast show'd; For me on the accursed Tree Thou pouredst forth thy guiltless Blood: Thy Wounds upon my Heart impress, Nor ought shall the lov'd Stamp efface.

VI.

More hard than Marble is my Heart, And foul with Sins of deepest Stain: But Thou the mighty Saviour art, Nor flow'd thy cleansing Blood in vain. Ah! soften, melt this Rock, and may Thy Blood wash all these Stains away.

VII.

O that my Heart, which open stands, May catch each Drop, that torturing Pain Arm'd by my Sins, wrung from thy Hands, Thy Feet, thy Head, thy ev'ry Vein: That still my Breast may heave with Sighs, Still Tears of Love o'erflow my Eyes.

VIII.

O that I as a little Child May follow Thee, nor ever rest Till sweetly Thou hast pour'd thy mild And lowly Mind into my Breast. Nor may we ever parted be Till I become one Spirit with Thee.

IX.

O draw me, Saviour, after Thee, So shall I run and never tire:

With gracious Words still comfort me; Be Thou my Hope, my sole Desire. Free me from ev'ry Weight: nor Fear Nor Sin can come, if Thou art here.

X.

My Health, my Light, my Life, my Crown, My Portion and my Treasure Thou! O take me, seal me for thine own; To Thee alone my Soul I bow. Without Thee all is Pain; my Mind Repose in nought but Thee can find.

XI.

Howe'er I rove, where'er I turn, In Thee alone is all my Rest. Be Thou my Flame; within me burn, JESU, and I in Thee am blest. Thou art the Balm of Life: My Soul Is faint; O save, O make it whole!

XII.

What in thy Love possess I not? My Star by Night, my Sun by Day; My Spring of Life when parch'd with Drought, My Wine to chear, my Bread to stay, My Strength, my Shield, my safe Abode, My Robe before the Throne of GOD!

XIII.

Ah Love! Thy Influence withdrawn What profits me that I am born? All my Delight, my Joy is gone, Nor know I Peace, till Thou return. Thee may I seek till I attain; And never may we may part again.

XIV.

From all Eternity with Love Unchangeable Thou hast me view'd; Ere knew this beating Heart to move, Thy tender Mercies me pursu'd. Ever with me may they abide, And close me in on ev'ry Side.

XV.

Still let thy Love point out my Way, (How wondrous Things thy Love hath wrought!) Still lead me lest I go astray, Direct my Work, inspire my Thought: And when I fall, soon may I hear Thy Voice, and know that Love is near.

XVI.

In Suff'ring be thy Love my Peace, In Weakness be thy Love my Pow'r; And when the Storms of Life shall cease, JESU, in that important Hour, In Death as Life be Thou my Guide, And save me, who for me hast died!

GOD's Love to Mankind. From the same.

I.

O GOD, of Good th' unfathom'd Sea, Who would not give his Heart to Thee? Who would not love Thee with his Might? O JESU, Lover of Mankind, Who would not his whole Soul and Mind With all his Strength to Thee unite?

II.

Thou shin'st with everlasting Rays; Before the unsufferable Blaze Angels with both Wings veil their Eyes: Yet free as Air thy Bounty streams On all thy Works; thy Mercy's Beams Diffusive as thy Sun's, arise.

III.

Astonish'd at thy frowning Brow, Earth, Hell, and Heav'ns strong Pillars bow, Terrible Majesty is Thine! Who then can that vast Love express Which bows Thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till Thou art mine?

IV.

High-thron'd on Heav'ns eternal Hill, In Number, Weight and Measure still▪ Thou sweetly ord'rest all that is: And yet Thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my Steps that I with Thee Enthron'd may reign in endless Bliss.

V.

Fountain of Good, all Blessing flows From Thee; no Want thy Fulness knows: What but Thyself canst Thou desire? Yes: Self-sufficient as Thou art, Thou dost desire my worthless Heart, This, only this Thou dost require.

VI.

Primeval Beauty! in thy Sight The first-born, sairest Sons of Light

See all their brightest Glories fade: What then to me thy Eyes could turn In Sin conceiv'd, of Woman born, A Worm, a Leaf, a Blast, a Shade?

VII.

Hell's Armies tremble at thy Nod, And trembling own th' Almighty GOD Sov'reign of Earth, Air, Hell and Sky. But who is This that comes from far, Whose Garments roll'd in Blood appear? 'Tis GOD made Man for Man to die!

VIII.

O GOD, of Good th' unfathom'd Sea, Who would not give his Heart to Thee? Who would not love Thee with his Might? O JESU, Lover of Mankind, Who would not his whole Soul and Mind With all his Strength to Thee unite?

GOD's Greatness. From the same.

I.

O GOD, Thou bottomless Abyss, Thee to Perfection who can know? O Height immense! what Words suffice Thy countless Attributes to show: Unfathomable Depths Thou art! O plunge me in thy Mercy's Sea; Void of true Wisdom is my Heart, With Love embrace and cover me.

While Thee All-infinite I set By Faith before my ravish'd Eye, My Weakness bends beneath the Weight O'erpowr'd I sink, I faint, I die.

II.

Eternity thy Fountain was, Which, like Thee, no Beginning knew; Thou wast, ere Time began his Race, Ere glow'd with Stars th' Etherial Blue: Greatness unspeakable is Thine, Greatness, whose undiminish'd Ray When short-liv'd Worlds are lost, shall shine, When Earth and Heav'n are sled away. Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, Essential Life's unbounded Sea, What lives and moves, lives by thy Word, It lives and moves and is from Thee.

III.

Thy Parent Hand, thy forming Skill Firm fix'd this Universal Chain; Else empty, barren Darkness still Had held his unmolested Reign: Whate'er in Earth, or Sea, or Sky Or shuns or meets the wandring Thought, Escapes or strikes the searching Eye, By Thee was to Perfection brought. High is thy Pow'r above all Height: Whate'er thy Will decrees is done: Thy Wisdom equal to thy Might Only to Thee, O GOD, is known.

IV.

Heaven's Glory is thy awful Throne, Yet Earth partakes thy gracious Sway;

Vain Man! thy Wisdom Folly own, Lost is thy Reason's feeble Ray. What his dim Eye could never see Is plain and naked to thy Sight; What thickest Darkness veils, to Thee Shines clearly as the Morning Light. In Light Thou dwell'st: Light that no Shade No Variation ever knew: And Heav'n and Hell stand all display'd And open to thy piercing View.

V.

Thou, true and only GOD, lead'st forth Th' immortal Armies of the Sky: Thou laugh'st to scorn the Gods of Earth; Thou thunder'st, and amaz'd they fly. With down-cast Eye th' Angelick Choir Appear before thy awful Face, Trembling they strike the golden Lyre And thro' Heaven's Vault resound thy Praise. In Earth, in Heav'n, in all Thou art: The conscious Creature feels thy Nod, Whose forming Hand on ev'ry Part Imprest the Image of its GOD.

VI.

Thine, LORD, is Wisdom, thine alone; Justice and Truth before Thee stand; Yet nearer to thy sacred Throne Mercy with-holds thy lifted Hand. Each Ev'ning shews thy tender Love, Each rising Morn thy plenteous Grace; "Thy waken'd Wrath doth slowly move, "Thy willing Mercy flies apace.

To thy benign, indulgent Care, Father, this Light, this Breath we owe, And all we have, and all we are From Thee, great Source of Being, flow.

VII.

Parent of Good, thy bounteous Hand Incessant Blessings down distills, And all in Air, or Sea, or Land With plenteous Food and Gladness fills. All things in Thee live, move, and are, Thy Pow'r infus'd doth all sustain; Ev'n those thy daily Favours share Who thankless spurn thy easy Reign. Thy Sun Thou bid'st his genial Ray A like on All impartial pour; To all who hate or bless thy Sway Thou bid'st descend the fruitful Show'r.

VIII.

Yet while at length, who scorn'd thy Might Shall feel Thee a consuming Fire, How sweet the Joys, the Crown how bright Of those who to thy Love aspire! All Creatures praise th' Eternal Name! Ye Hosts that to his Courts belong, Cherubic Quires, Seraphic Flames, Awake the everlasting Song. Thrice Holy, Thine the Kingdom is, The Pow'r omnipotent is Thine, And when created Nature dies Thy never-ceasing Glories shine.

HYMN on the Titles of CHRIST.

I.

ARISE, my Soul, arise Thy Saviour's Sacrifice! All the Names that Love could find, All the Forms that Love could take JESUS in Himself has join'd, Thee, my Soul, his own to make.

II.

Equal with GOD, most High, He laid his Glory by: He, th' Eternal GOD was born, Man with Men He deign'd t' appear, Object of his Creature's Scorn, Pleas'd a Servant's Form to wear.

III.

Hail Everlasting LORD, Divine, Incarnate Word! Thee let all my Pow'rs confess, Thee my latest Breath proclaim; Help, ye Angel Choirs, to bless, Shout the lov'd Immanuel's Name.

IV.

Fruit of a Virgin's Womb The Promis'd Blessing's come: CHRIST the Fathers' Hope of old, CHRIST the Woman's conq'ring Seed, CHRIST the Saviour! long foretold, Born to bruise the Serpent's Head.

V.

Refulgent from afar See the bright Morning-star! See the Day-spring from on high Late in deepest Darkness rise, Night recedes, the Shadows fly, Flame with Day the Op'ning Skies!

VI.

Our Eyes on Earth survey The Dazling Shechinah! Bright, in endless Glory bright Now in Flesh He stoops to dwell GOD of GOD, and Light of Light, Image of th' Invisible.

VII.

He shines on Earth ador'd The Presence of the LORD: GOD, the mighty GOD and true, GOD by highest Heav'n confest, Stands display'd to Mortal View, GOD Supreme, for ever blest.

VIII.

JESU! to Thee I bow Th' Almighty's Fellow Thou! Thou, the Father's Only Son; Pleas'd He ever is in Thee, Just and Holy Thou alone Full of Grace and Truth for Me.

IX.

High above ev'ry Name JESUS, the great I AM!

Bows to JESUS ev'ry Knee Things in Heav'n, and Earth and Hell, Saints adore him, Demons flee, Fiends and Men and Angels feel.

X.

He left his Throne above Emptied of all, but Love: Whom the Heav'ns cannot contain GOD vouchsaf'd a Worm t' appear, LORD of Glory, Son of Man, Poor, and vile, and abject here.

XI.

His own on Earth he sought, His own receiv'd him not: Him, a Sign by All blasphem'd, Outcast and despis'd of Men, Him they all a Madman deem'd, Bold to scoff the Nazarene.

XII.

Hail Galilean King! Thy humble State I sing; Never shall my Triumphs end, Hail derided Majesty, JESUS, hail! the Sinner's Friend, Friend of Publicans—and Me!

XIII.

Thine Eye observ'd my Pain Thou Good Samaritan! Spoil'd I lay and bruis'd by Sin, Gasp'd my faint, expiring Soul, Wine and Oil thy Love pour'd in, Clos'd my Wounds, and made me whole.

XIV.

Hail the Life-giving LORD, Divine, Engrafted Word! Thee the Life my Soul had found, Thee the Resurrection prov'd: Dead I heard the Quick'ning Sound, Own'd thy Voice; Believ'd, and Lov'd!

XV.

With Thee gone up on high I live, no more to die: First and Last, I feel Thee now, Witness of thy Empty Tomb, Alpha and Omega Thou Wast, and Art, and Art to come!

II_d HYMN to CHRIST.

I.

SAVIOUR, the World's and Mine, Was ever Grief like Thine! Thou my Pain, my Curse hast took, All my Sins were laid on Thee; Help me, LORD; to Thee I look, Draw me, Saviour, after Thee.

II.

'Tis done! My GOD hath died, My Love is Crucify'd! Break this stony Heart of mine, Pour my Eyes a ceaseless Flood, Feel, my Soul, the Pangs Divine, Catch, my Heart, the issuing Blood!

III.

When, O my GOD, shall I For Thee submit to die? How the mighty Debt repay, Rival of thy Passion prove? Lead me in Thyself the Way, Melt my Hardness into Love.

IV.

To Love is all my Wish, I only live for This: Grant me, Lord, my Heart's Desire, There by Faith for ever dwell: This I always will require Thee and only Thee to feel.

V.

Thy Pow'r I pant to prove Rooted and fixt in Love, Strengthned by thy Spirit's Might, Wise to fathom things Divine, What the Length and Breadth and Height, What the Depth of Love like Thine.

VI.

Ah! give me This to know With all thy Saints below. Swells my Soul to compass Thee, Gasps in Thee to live and move, Fill'd with All the Deity, All immerst and lost in Love!

III^d HYMN to CHRIST.

I.

STILL, O my Soul, prolong The never-ceasing Song! CHRIST my Theme, my Hope, my Joy; His be all my Happy Days, Praise my ev'ry Hour employ, Ev'ry Breath be spent in Praise.

II.

His would I wholly be Who liv'd and died for me: Grief was all his Life below, Pain and Poverty and Loss: Mine the Sins that bruis'd him so, Scourg'd and nail'd him to the Cross.

III.

He bore the Curse of All, A Spotless Criminal: Burden'd with a World of Guilt, Blacken'd with Imputed Sin, Man to save his Blood he spilt, Died, to make the Sinner clean.

IV.

Join Earth and Heav'n to bless The LORD our Righteousness! Myst••ry sof Redemption This, This the Saviour's strange Design, Man's Offence was Counted His, Ours is Righteousness Divine.

V.

Far as our Parent's Fall The Gift is come to All: Sinn'd we all, and died in one? Just in One we all are made, CHRIST the Law fulfill'd alone, Dy'd for All, for All Obey'd.

VI.

In Him compleat we shine, His Death, his Life is Mine. Fully am I justify'd, Free from Sin, and more than free; Guiltless, since for Me He dy'd, Righteous, since He Liv'd for Me!

VII.

JESU! to Thee I bow, Sav'd to the Utmost now. O the Depth of Love Divine! Who thy Wisdom's Stores can tell? Knowledge infinite is Thine, All thy Ways Unsearchable!

HYMN to CHRIST the King.

I.

JESU, my GOD and King, Thy Regal State I sing. Thou, and only Thou art great, High thine Everlasting Throne; Thou the Sov'reign Potentate, Blest, Immortal Thou alone.

II.

Essay your choicest Strains, The King Messiah reigns! Tune your Harps, Celestial Quire, Joyful all, your Voices raise, CHRIST than earth-born Monarchs higher, Sons of Men and Angels praise.

III.

Hail your dread Lord and Ours, Dominions, Thrones, and Pow'rs! Source of Pow'r He rules alone: Veil your Eyes, and prostrate fall, Cast your Crowns before his Throne, Hail the Cause, the Lord of all!

IV.

Let Earth's remotest Bound With echoing Joys resound; CHRIST to praise let all conspire: Praise doth all to CHRIST belong; Shout ye first-born Sons of Fire, Earth repeat the Glorious Song.

V.

Worthy, O LORD, art Thou That ev'ry Knee should bow, Every Tongue to Thee confess, Universal Nature join Strong and Mighty Thee to bless, Gracious, Merciful, Benign!

VI.

Wisdom is due to Thee, And Might and Majesty:

Thee in Mercy rich we prove; Glory, Honour, Praise receive, Worthy Thou of all our Love, More than all we pant to give.

VII.

Justice and Truth maintain Thy everlasting Reign. One with thine Almighty Sire, Partner of an Equal Throne, King of Hearts, let all conspire, Gratefully thy Sway to own.

VIII.

Prince of the Hosts of GOD Display thy Pow'r abroad: Strong and high is thy Right-hand, Terrible in Majesty! Who can in thine Anger stand? Who the vengeful Bolt can flee?

IX.

Thee when the Dragon's Pride To Battle vain defy'd, Brighter than the Morning-star Lucifer, as Lightning fell, Far from Heav'n, from Glory far Headlong hurl'd to deepest Hell.

X.

Sin felt of old thy Pow'r, Thou Patient Conqueror! Long he vex'd the World below, Long they groan'd beneath his Reign; Thou destroy'dst the Tyrant Foe, Thou redeem'dst the Captive, Man.

XI.

Trembles the King of Fears Whene'er thy Cross appears. Once its dreaded Force he found: Saviour, cleave again the Sky; Slain by an Eternal Wound Death shall then for ever die!

II^d HYMN to CHRIST the King.

I.

JESU, Thou art our King, To Me thy Succour bring. CHRIST the Mighty One art Thou, Help for All on Thee is laid: This the Word; I claim it Now, Send me now the Promis'd Aid.

II.

High on thy Father's Throne, O look with Pity down! Help, O help! attend my Call, Captive lead Captivity, King of Glory, Lord of All, CHRIST, be Lord, be King to Me!

III.

I pant to feel thy Sway And only Thee t' obey. Thee my Spirit gasps to meet, This my one, my ceaseless Pray'r, Make, O make my Heart thy Seat, O set up thy Kingdom there!

IV.

Triumph and reign in Me, And spread thy Victory: Hell and Death, and Sin controul, Pride, and Self, and ev'ry Foe, All subdue; thro' all my Soul Conqu'ring and to conquer go.

The SAVIOUR glorified by All. From the German.

I.

THOU, JESU, art our King, Thy ceaseless Praise we sing: Praise shall our glad Tongue employ, Praise o'erflow our grateful Soul, While we vital Breath enjoy, While eternal Ages roll.

II.

Thou art th' Eternal Light, That shin'st in deepest Night. Wondring gaz'd th' Angelic Train While Thou bow'dst the Heav'ns beneath, GOD with GOD wert Man with Man, Man to save from endless Death.

III.

Thou for our Pain didst mourn, Thou hast our Sickness born: All our Sins on Thee were laid; Thou with unexampled Grace All the mighty Debt hast paid Due from Adam's helpless Race.

IV.

Thou hast o'erthrown the Foe, GOD's Kingdom fix'd below. Conqu'ror of all Adverse Pow'r, Thou Heav'n's Gates hast open'd wide: Thou thine own dost lead secure In thy Cross, and by thy Side.

V.

Enthron'd above yon Sky Thou reign'st with GOD most high. Prostrate at thy Feet we fall: Pow'r supreme to Thee is giv'n; Thee, the righteous Judge of all, Sons of Earth and Hosts of Heav'n.

VI.

Cherubs with Seraphs join And in thy Praise combine: All their Quires thy Glories sing: Who shall dare with Thee to vie? Mighty LORD, eternal King, Sov'reign both of Earth and Sky!

VII.

Hail venerable Train, Patriarchs, first-born of Men! Hail Apostles of the Lamb, By whose Strength ye faithful prov'd: Join t' extol his sacred Name Whom in Life and Death ye lov'd.

VIII.

The Church thro' all her Bounds With thy high Praise resounds.

Confessors undaunted here Unasham'd proclaim their King; Children's feebler Voices there To thy Name Hosanna's sing.

IX.

'Midst Danger's blackest Frown Thee Hosts of Martyrs own. Pain and Shame alike they dare, Firmly, singularly Good; Glorying thy Cross to bear, Till they seal their Faith with Blood.

X.

Ev'n Heathens feel thy Pow'r, Thou suff'ring Conqueror! Thousand Virgins, chaste and clean, From Love's pleasing Witchcraft free, Fairer than the Sons of Men, Consecrate their Hearts to Thee.

XI.

Wide Earth's remotest Bound Full of thy Praise is found: And all Heav'ns eternal Day With thy streaming Glory flames: All thy Foes shall melt away From th' insufferable Beams.

XII.

O LORD, O GOD of Love, Let Us thy Mercy prove! King of all, with pitying Eye Mark the Toil, the Pains we feel: 'Midst the Snares of Death we lie, 'Midst the banded Pow'rs of Hell.

XIII.

Arise, stir up thy Pow'r Thou deathless Conqueror! Help us to obtain the Prize, Help us well to close our Race; That with Thee above the Skies Endless Joys we may possess.

A MORNING HYMN.

I.

"SEE the Day-spring from asar "Usher'd by the Morning-Star! Haste; to Him who sends the Light, Hallow the Remains of Night. Souls, put on your glorious Dress, Waking into Righteousness: Cloath'd with CHRIST aspire to shine, Radiance He of Light Divine; Beam of the Eternal Beam, He in GOD, and GOD in Him! Strive we Him in Us to see, Transcript of the Deity.

II.

Burst we then the Bands of Death, Rais'd by His all-quickning Breath; Long we to be loos'd from Earth, Struggling into second Birth. Spent at length is Nature's Night; CHRIST attends to give us Light, CHRIST attends Himself to give; GOD we now may see, and live.

Tho' the Outward Man decay; Form'd within us Day by Day Still the Inner Man we view, CHRIST creating all things New.

III.

Turn, O turn us, LORD, again, Raiser Thou of Fallen Man! Sin destroy and Nature's Boast, Saviour Thou of Spirits Lost! Thy great Will in Us be done: Crucified and dead Our own, Ours no longer let us be; Hide us from Ourselves in Thee! Thou the Life, the Truth, the Way, Suffer us no more to stray; Give us, LORD, and ever give Thee to know, in Thee to live!

A Morning Dedication of ourselves to CHRIST. From the German.

I.

JESU, thy Light again I view, Again thy Mercy's Beams I see, And all within me wakes, anew To pant for thy Immensity: Again my Thoughts to Thee aspire In fervent Flames of strong Desire.

II.

But O! what Offering shall I give To Thee, the Lord of Earth and Skies?

My Spirit, Soul, and Flesh receive A holy, living Sacrifice. Small as it is, 'tis all my Store: More shouldst Thou have, if I had more.

III.

Now then, my GOD, Thou hast my Soul; No longer mine, but Thine I am: Guard Thou thy own; possess it whole, Chear it by Hope, with Love inflame. Thou hast my Spirit; There display Thy Glory, to the perfect Day.

IV.

Thou hast my Flesh; thy hallow'd Shrine, Devoted solely to thy Will: Here let thy Light for ever shine, This House still let thy Presence fill: O Source of Life, live, dwell, and move In Me, till all my Life be Love.

V.

O never in these Veils of Shame, Sad Fruits of Sin, my Glorying be! Cloath with Salvation thro' thy Name My Soul, and may I put on Thee! Be living Faith my costly Dress, And my best Robe, thy Righteousness!

VI.

Send down thy Likeness from above, And let This my Adorning be: Cloath me with Wisdom, Patience, Love, With Lowliness and Purity, Than Gold and Pearls more precious far, And brighter than the Morning-Star.

VII.

LORD, arm me with thy Spirit's Might, Since I am call'd by thy great Name: In Thee my wandring Thoughts unite, Of all my Works be Thou the Aim. Thy Love attend me all my Days, And my sole Business be thy Praise!

CHRIST protecting and sanctifying. From the same.

I.

O JESU, Source of calm Repose, Thy Like nor Man, nor Angel knows, Fairest among ten thousand fair! Even Those whom Death's sad Fetters bound, Whom thickest Darkness compast round, Find Light and Life, if Thou appear.

II.

Effulgence of the Light Divine, Ere rolling Planets knew to shine, Ere Time its ceaseless Course began; Thou, when th' appointed Hour was come, Didst not abhor the Virgin's Womb, But GOD with GOD wert Man with Man.

III.

The World, Sin, Death oppose in vain, Thou by thy dying Death hast slain, My great Deliverer and my GOD! In vain does the old Dragon rage, In vain all Hell its Pow'rs engage; None can withstand thy conqu'ring Blood.

IV.

LORD over all, sent to fulfil Thy gracious Father's sov'reign Will, To thy dread Scepter will I bow: With duteous Rev'rence at thy Feet, Like humble Mary, lo, I sit: Speak, LORD, thy Servant heareth now:

V.

Renew thy Image, LORD, in me, Lowly and gentle may I be; No Charms but these to Thee are dear: No Anger may'st Thou ever find, No Pride in my unruffled Mind, But Faith and heav'n-born Peace be there.

VI.

A patient, a victorious Mind That, Life and all things cast behind, Springs forth obedient to thy Call, A Heart, that no Desire can move, But still t' adore, believe and love, Give me, my LORD, my Life, my All.

Supplication for Grace. From the same.

I.

O GOD of GOD, in whom combine The Heights and Depths of Love Divine, With thankful Hearts to Thee we sing! To Thee our longing Souls aspire In fervent Flames of strong Desire: Come, and thy sacred Unction bring.

II.

All things in Earth and Air and Sea Exist and live and move in Thee; All Nature trembles at thy Voice: With Awe ev'n we thy Children prove Thy Pow'r. O let us taste thy Love; So evermore shall we rejoice.

III.

O pow'rful Love, to Thee we bow, Object of all our Wishes Thou, (Our Hearts are naked to thine Eye) To Thee, who from th' Eternal Throne Cam'st, empty'd of thy Godhead down For Us to groan, to bleed, to die.

IV.

Grace we implore; when Billows roll. Grace is the Anchor of the Soul; Grace ev'ry Sickness knows to heal: Grace can subdue each fond Desire, And Patience in all Pain inspire, Howe'er rebellious Nature swell.

V.

O Love, our stubborn Wills subdue, Create our ruin'd Frame anew; Dispel our Darkness by thy Light: Into all Truth our Spirit guide, But from our Eyes for ever hide All things displeasing in thy Sight.

VI.

Be Heav'n ev'n now our Soul's Abode, Hid be our Life with CHRIST in GOD,

Our Spirit, LORD, be One with Thine: Let all our Works in Thee be wrought, And fill'd with Thee be all our Thought, Till in us thy full Likeness shine.

HYMN to the HOLY GHOST.

I.

COME HOLY GHOST, all-quickning Fire, Come, and in Me delight to rest! Drawn by the Lure of strong Desire, O come, and consecrate my Breast: The Temple of my Soul prepare, And six thy Sacred Presence there!

II.

If now thy Influence I feel, If now in Thee begin to live; Still to my Heart Thyself reveal, Give me Thyself, for ever give. A Point my Good, a Drop my Store: Eager I ask, and pant for more.

III.

Eager for Thee I ask and pant, So strong the Principle Divine Carries me out with sweet Constraint, Till all my hallow'd Soul be Thine: Plung'd in the Godhead's deepest Sea, And lost in thy Immensity.

IV.

My Peace, my Life, my Comfort now, My Treasure, and my All Thou art!

True Witness of my Sonship Thou, Engraving Pardon on my Heart: Seal of my Sins in CHRIST forgiv'n, Earnest of Love, and Pledge of Heav'n.

V.

Come then, my GOD, mark out thy Heir, Of Heav'n a larger Earnest give, With clearer Light thy Witness bear; More sensibly within me live: Let all my Pow'rs thy Entrance feel, And deeper stamp Thyself the Seal.

VI.

Come, HOLY GHOST, all quick'ning Fire, Come, and in me delight to rest! Drawn by the Lure of strong Desire, O come, and consecrate my Breast: The Temple of my Soul prepare, And fix thy sacred Presence there!

On the Descent of the HOLY GHOST at Pentecost. Altered from Dr. H. More.

I.

WHEN CHRIST had left his Flock below, The Loss his faithful Flock deplor'd: Him in the Flesh no more they know, And languish for their absent LORD.

II.

Not long—for He gone up on high Gifts to receive, and claim his Crown, Behold them sorrowing from his Sky, And pour'd the Mighty Blessing down.

III.

He, for the Presence of his Flesh, The Spirit's sev'n-fold Gifts imparts, And living Streams their Souls refresh, And Joy divine o'erflows their Hearts.

IV.

While all in sweet Devotion join'd Humbly to wait for GOD retire, The promis'd Grace in rushing Wind Descends, and cloven Tongues of Fire.

V.

GOD's mighty Spirit fills the Dome, The feeble Dome beneath him shook, Trembled the Crowd to feel him come, Soon as the Sons of Thunder spoke.

VI.

Father! if justly still we claim To Us and Ours the Promise made, To Us be graciously the same, And crown with Living Fire our Head.

VII.

Our Claim admit, and from above Of Holiness the Spirit show'r, Of wise Discernment, humble Love, And Zeal and Unity and Pow'r.

VIII.

The Spirit of convincing Speech Of Pow'r demonstrative impart, Such as may ev'ry Conscience reach And found the Unbelieving Heart.

IX.

The Spirit of refining Fire: Searching the Inmost of the Mind, To purge all fierce and foul Desire, And kindle Life more pure and kind.

X.

The Spirit of Faith in this thy Day To break the Pow'r of cancel'd Sin, Tread down its Strength, o'erturn its Sway, And still the Conquest more than win.

XI.

The Spirit breath of Inward Life Which in our Hearts thy Laws may write; Then Grief expires, and Pain and Strife, 'Tis Nature all, and all Delight.

XII.

On all the Earth thy Spirit show'r, The Earth in Righteousness renew; Thy Kingdom come, and Hell's o'erpow'r, And to thy Sceptre all subdue.

XIII.

Like mighty Wind, or Torrent fierce Let it Opposers all o'er-run, And ev'ry Law of Sin reverse, That Faith and Love may make all one.

XIV.

Yea, let thy Spirit in ev'ry Place Its Richer Energy declare, While lovely Tempers, Fruits of Grace The Kingdom of thy CHRIST prepare.

XV.

Grant this, O Holy GOD, and True! The Ancient Seers Thou didst inspire: To Us perform the Promise due, Descend, and crown us Now with Fire.

PUBLICK WORSHIP. From the German.

I.

LO GOD is here! Let us adore And own, how dreadful is this Place! Let all within us feel his Pow'r, And silent bow before his Face. Who know his Pow'r, his Grace who prove Serve Him with Awe, with Rev'rence love.

II.

Lo, GOD is here! Him Day and Night Th' united Quires of Angels sing: To Him enthron'd above all Height Heavn's Hosts their noblest Praises bring: Disdain not, LORD, our meaner Song, Who praise Thee with a stamm'ring Tongue.

III.

Gladly the Toys of Earth we leave, Wealth, Pleasure, Fame, for Thee alone: To Thee our Will, Soul, Flesh we give; O take, O seal them for thy own. Thou art the GOD; Thou art the LORD: Be Thou by all thy Works ador'd!

IV.

Being of Beings, may our Praise Thy Courts with grateful Fragrance fill, Still may we stand before thy Face, Still hear and do thy sov'reign Will. To Thee may all our Thoughts arise, Ceaseless, accepted Sacrifice!

V.

In Thee we move. All things of Thee Are full, Thou Source and Life of All! Thou vast, unfathomable Sea! Fall prostrate, lost in Wonder, fall, Ye Sons of Men; for GOD is Man! All may we lose, so Thee we gain!

VI.

As Flow'rs their op'ning Leaves display And glad drink in the Solar Fire, So may we catch thy ev'ry Ray, So may thy Influence us inspire: Thou Beam of the Eternal Beam, Thou purging Fire, Thou quickning Flame!

Prayer to CHRIST before the Sacrament. From the same.

I.

O Thou, whom Sinners love, whose Care Does all our Sickness heal, Thee we approach with Heart sincere, Thy Pow'r we joy to feel.

To Thee our humblest Thanks we pay To Thee our Souls we bow; Of Hell erewhile the helpless Prey, Heirs of thy Glory now.

II.

As Incense to thy Throne above O let our Pray'rs arise! O wing with Flames of Holy Love Our living Sacrifice. Stir up thy Strength, O LORD of Might, Our willing Breasts inspire: Fill our whole Souls with heav'nly Light, Melt with Seraphick Fire.

III.

From thy blest Wounds our Life we draw; Thy all-atoning Blood Daily we drink with trembling Awe; Thy Flesh our daily Food. Come, LORD, thy sov'reign Aid impart, Here make thy Likeness shine! Stamp thy whole Image on our Heart, And all our Souls be Thine!

HYMN after the Sacrament.

I.

SONS of GOD, triumphant rise, Shout th' accomplish'd Sacrifice! Shout Your Sins in CHRIST forgiv'n, Sons of GOD, and Heirs of Heav'n!

II.

Ye that round our Altars throng, List'ning Angels join the Song: Sing with Us, ye Heav'nly Pow'rs, Pardon, Grace, and Glory Ours!

III.

Love's Mysterious Work is done! Greet we now th' accepted Son, Heal'd and quickned by his Blood, Join'd to CHRIST, and one with GOD.

IV.

CHRIST, of all our Hopes the Seal; Peace Divine in CHRIST we feel, Pardon to our Souls applied: Dead for All, for Me he died!

V.

Sin shall tyrannize no more, Purg'd its Guilt, dissolv'd its Pow'r; JESUS makes our Hearts his Throne, There he lives, and reigns alone.

VI.

Grace our ev'ry Thought controuls, Heav'n is open'd in our Souls, Everlasting Life is won, Glory is on Earth begun.

VII.

CHRIST in Us; in Him we see Fulness of the Deity. Beam of the eternal Beam; Life Divine we taste in Him!

VIII.

Him we only taste below; Mightier Joys ordain'd to know Him when fully Ours we prove, Ours the Heav'n of perfect Love!

ACTS ii. 41, &c.

I.

THE Word pronounc'd, the Gospel-Word, The Crowd with various Hearts receiv'd: In many a Soul the Saviour stir'd, Three thousand yielded, and believ'd.

II.

These by th' Apostles' Counsels led, With them in mighty Pray'rs combin'd, Broke the commemorative Bread, Nor from the Fellowship declin'd.

III.

GOD from above, with ready Grace And Deeds of Wonder, guards his Flock, Trembles the World before their Face, By JESUS crush'd, their Conqu'ring Rock.

IV.

The happy Band whom CHRIST redeems, One only Will, one Judgment know: None this contentious Earth esteems, Distinctions, or Delights below.

V.

The Men of worldly Wealth possest Their Selfish Happiness remove, Sell, and divide it to the rest, And buy the Blessedness of Love.

VI.

Thus in the Presence of their GOD, JESUS their Life, and Heav'n their Care, With single Heart they took their Food Heighten'd by Eucharist and Pray'r.

VII.

GOD in their ev'ry Work was prais'd: The People bless'd the Law benign: Daily the Church, his Arm had rais'd, Receiv'd the Sons of Mercy in.

To be sung at WORK.

I.

SON of the Carpenter, receive This humble Work of mine; Worth to my meanest Labour give, By joining it to thine.

II.

Servant of all, to toil for Man Thou wou'dst not, LORD, refuse: Thy Majesty did not disdain To be employ'd for us.

III.

Thy bright Example I pursue To Thee in all things rise, And all I think, or speak, or do, Is one great Sacrifice.

IV.

Careless thro' outwards Cares I go, From all Distraction free: My Hands are but engag'd below, My Heart is still with Thee.

V.

O when wilt Thou my Life appear! How gladly would I cry: 'Tis done, the Work thou gav'st one here, 'Tis finish'd LORD—and die.

Another.

I.

SUmmon'd my Labour to renew, And glad to act my part, LORD, in thy Name, my Task I do, And with a single Heart.

II.

End of my every Action Thou! Thyself in All I see: Accept my hallow'd Labour now; I do it unto Thee.

III.

Whate'er the Father views as Thine, He views with gracious Eyes. JESUS! this mean Oblation join To thy great Sacrifice.

IV.

Stampt with an Infinite Desert My Work He then shall own; Well-pleas'd in Me, when mine Thou art, And I His favourite Son!

GOD with us. From the German.

I.

ETERNAL Depth of Love Divine In JESU, GOD-with-Us, display'd, How bright thy beaming Glories shine! How wide thy healing Streams are spread? With whom dost Thou delight to dwell? Sinners, a vile, and thankless Race. O GOD! what Tongue aright can tell How vast thy Love, how great thy Grace!

II.

The Dictates of thy Sov'reign Will With Joy our grateful Hearts receive: All thy Delight in us fulfill, Lo! all we are to Thee we give. To thy sure Love, thy tender Care, Our Flesh, Soul, Spirit we resign; O! fix thy sacred Presence there, And seal th' Abode for ever Thine.

III.

O King of Glory, thy rich Grace Our short Desires surpasses far! Yea, ev'n our Crimes, tho' numberless, Less num'rous than thy Mercies are. Still on Thee, Father, may we rest! Still may we pant thy Son to know! Thy Spirit still breath into our Breast, Fountain of Peace and Joy below!

IV.

Oft have we seen thy mighty Pow'r Since from the World Thou mad'st us free: Still may we praise Thee more and more, Our Hearts more firmly knit to Thee! Still, LORD, thy saving Health display, And arm our Souls with heav'nly Zeal: So, fearless shall we urge our Way Thro' all the Pow'rs of Earth and Hell!

GOD our Portion. From the Spanish.

I.

O GOD, my GOD, my All Thou art; Ere shines the Dawn of rising Day Thy sov'reign Light within my Heart, Thy all-enliv'ning Pow'r display.

II.

For Thee my thirsty Soul does pant, While in this desert Land I live: And hungry as I am and faint Thy Love alone can Comfort give.

III.

In a dry Land behold I place My whole Desire on Thee, O LORD: And more I joy to gain thy Grace Than all Earth's Treasures can afford.

IV.

In Holiness within thy Gates Of old oft have I sought for Thee! Again my longing Spirit waits That Fulness of Delight to see.

V.

More dear than Life itself thy Love My Heart and Tongue shall still employ, And to declare thy Praise will prove My Peace, my Glory, and my Joy.

VI.

In blessing Thee with grateful Songs My happy Life shall glide away; The Praise that to thy Name belongs Hourly with lifted Hands I'll pay.

VII.

Abundant Sweetness, while I sing Thy Love, my ravish'd Soul o'erflows, Secure in Thee, my GOD and King, Of Glory that no Period knows.

VIII.

Thy Name, O LORD, upon my Bed Dwells on my Lips, and fires my Thought, With trembling Awe in midnight Shade, I muse on all thy Hands have wrought.

IX.

In all I do I feel thy Aid; Therefore thy Greatness will I sing, O GOD, who bid'st my Heart be glad Beneath the Shadow of thy Wing.

X.

My Soul draws nigh, and cleaves to Thee; Then let or Earth or Hell assail, Thy mighty Hand shall set me free, For whom Thou sav'st, He ne'er shall fail.

GRATITUDE for our CONVERSION. From the German.

I.

THEE will I love, my Strength, my Tower, Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown, Thee will I love with all my Power, In all my Works and Thee alone! Thee will I love till the pure Fire Fill my whole Soul with chast Desire.

II.

Ah! why did I so late Thee know, Thee, lovelier than the Sons of Men! Ah! why did I no sooner go To Thee, the only Ease in Pain! Asham'd I sigh, and inly mourn That I so late to Thee did turn.

III.

In Darkness willingly I stray'd; I sought Thee, yet from Thee I rov'd: For wide my wandring Thoughts were spread, Thy Creatures more than Thee I lov'd. And now, if more at length I see, 'Tis thro' thy Light, and comes from Thee.

IV.

I thank Thee, Uncreated Sun, That thy bright Beams on me have shin'd: I thank Thee, who hast overthrown My Foes, and heal'd my wounded Mind. I thank Thee, whose enliv'ning Voice Bids my freed Heart in Thee rejoice.

V.

Uphold me in the doubtful Race, Nor suffer me again to stray: Strengthen my Feet, with steady Peace Still to press forward in thy Way. My Soul and Flesh, O LORD, of Might, Fill, satiate with thy heav'nly Light.

VI.

Give to my Eyes refreshing Tears, Give to my Heart chast, hallow'd Fires, Give to my Soul with filial Fears The Love that all Heav'n's Host inspires: "That all my Pow'rs with all their Might "In thy sole Glory may unite.

VII.

Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown! Thee will I love, my LORD, my GOD!

Thee will I love, beneath thy Frown Or Smile, thy Scepter or thy Rod. What tho' my Flesh and Heart decay? Thee shall I love in endless Day!

BOLDNESS in the GOSPEL. From the same.

I.

SHALL I, for fear of feeble Man, Thy Spirit's Course in me restrain? Or undismay'd, in Deed and Word Be a true Witness to my LORD?

II.

Aw'd by a Mortal's Frown, shall I Conceal the Word of GOD most high? How then before Thee shall I dare To stand, or how thy Anger bear?

III.

Shall I, to sooth th' unholy Throng Soften thy Truths, and smooth my Tongue? To gain Earth's gilded Toys, or flee The Cross, endur'd, my GOD, by Thee?

IV.

What then is He, whose Scorn I dread? Whose Wrath or Hate makes me afraid? A Man! an Heir of Death, a Slave To Sin! a Bubble on the Wave!

V.

Yea let Man rage! since Thou wilt spread Thy shadowing Wings around my Head: Since in all Pain thy tender Love Will still my sweet Refreshment prove.

VI.

Saviour of Men! thy searching Eye Does all my inmost Thoughts descry: Doth ought on Earth my Wishes raise; Or the World's Favour, or its Praise?

VII.

The Love of CHRIST does me constrain To seek the wandring Souls of Men: With Cries, Intreaties, Tears, to save, To snatch them from the gaping Grave.

VIII.

For this let Men revile my Name, No Cross I shun, I fear no Shame: All hail, Reproach, and welcome Pain! Only thy Terrors, LORD, restrain.

IX.

My Life, my Blood I here present; If for thy Truth they may be spent, Fulfil thy sov'reign Counsel, LORD! Thy Will be done! thy Name ador'd!

X.

Give me thy Strength, O GOD of Pow'r! Then let Winds blow, or Thunders roar, Thy faithful Witness will I be— 'Tis fix'd! I can do all thro' Thee!

ACTS iv. 29.

I.

CAPTAIN of my Salvation, hear! Stir up thy Strength and bow the Skies Be Thou the GOD of Battles near; In all thy Majesty arise!

II.

The Day, the dreadful Day's at hand! In Battle cover Thou my Head: Past is thy Word: I here demand, And confident expect thine Aid.

III.

Now arm me for the threatning Fight Now let thy Power descend from high, Triumphant in thy Spirit's Might So shall I every Foe defy.

IV.

I ask thy Help; by Thee sent forth Thy glorious Gospel to proclaim, Be Thou my Mouth, and shake the Earth, And spread by Me thy awful Name.

V.

Steel me to Shame, Reproach, Disgrace, Arm me with all thy Armour now, Set like a Flint my steady Face, Harden to Adamant my Brow.

VI.

Bold may I wax, exceeding bold My high Commission to perform, Nor shrink thy harshest Truths t' unfold, But more than meet the gathering Storm.

VII.

Adverse to Earth's rebellious Throng, Still may I turn my fearless Face, Stand as an Iron Pillar strong, And stedfast as a Wall of Brass.

VIII.

Give me thy Might, Thou GOD of Power; Then let or Men or Fiends assail! Strong in thy Strength, I'll stand a Tower Impregnable to Earth or Hell.

Congratulation to a Friend, upon Believ|ing in CHRIST.

I.

WHAT Morn on Thee with sweeter Ray, Or brighter Lustre e'er hath shin'd? Be blest the Memorable Day That gave Thee JESUS CHRIST to find! Gave Thee to taste his perfect Grace, From Death to Life in Him to pass!

II.

O how diversify'd the Scene, Since first that Heart began to beat!

Evil and few thy Days have been: In Suff'ring, and in Comfort, great, Oft hast Thou groan'd beneath thy Load, And sunk—into the Arms of GOD!

III.

Long did all Hell its Pow'rs engage, And fill'd thy darken'd Soul with Fears: Baffled at length the Dragon's Rage, At length th'Attoning Blood appears: Thy Light is come, thy Mourning's o'er, Look up; for Thou shalt weep no more!

IV.

Blest be the Name that sets Thee free, The Name that sure Salvation brings! The Sun of Righteousness on Thee Has rose with Healing in his Wings. Away let Grief and Sighing flee; JESUS has died for Thee—for Thee!

V.

And will He now forsake his own, Or lose the Purchase of his Blood? No! for He looks with Pity down, He watches over Thee for Good; Gracious He eyes Thee from above, And guards and feeds Thee with his Love.

VI.

Since Thou wast precious in his Sight, How highly favour'd hast Thou been! Upborn by Faith to Glory's Height, The Saviour-GOD thine Eyes have seen, Thy Heart has felt its Sins forgiv'n, And tastes Anticipated Heav'n.

VII.

Still may his Love thy Fortress be And make Thee still his darling Care, Settle, confirm, and stablish Thee, On Eagle's Wings thy Spirit bear: Fill Thee with Heav'n, and ever shed His choicest Blessings on thy Head.

VIII.

Thus may He comfort Thee below, Thus may He all his Graces give: Him but in part Thou here canst know: Yet here by Faith submit to live; Help Me to fight my Passage thro', Nor seize thy Heav'n, till I may too.

IX.

Or if the Sov'reign wise Decree First number Thee among the Blest, (The only Good I'd envy Thee) Translating to an earlier Rest; Near in thy latest Hour may I Instruct, and learn of Thee, to die.

X.

Mixt with the Quires that hover round And all th' Adverse Pow'rs controul, Angel of Peace may I be found To animate thy parting Soul, Point out the Crown, and smooth thy Way To Regions of Eternal Day.

XI.

Fir'd with the Thought, I see Thee now Triumphant meet the King of Fears!

Stedfast thy Heart, serene thy Brow; Divinely confident appears Thy mounting Soul, and spreads abroad, And swells to be dissolv'd in GOD.

XII.

Is this the Soul so late weigh'd down By Cares and Sins, by Griefs and Pains! Whither are all thy Terrors gone? JESUS for Thee the Vict'ry gains; And Death, and Sin and Satan yield To Faith's unconquerable Shield.

XIII.

Blest be the GOD, that calls Thee home; Faithful to Thee his Mercies prove: Thro' Death's dark Vale he bids Thee come, And more than conquer in his Love; Robes Thee in Righteousness Divine, And makes the Crown of Glory Thine!

HYMN for CHRISTMAS-DAY.

I.

HARK how all the Welkin rings "Glory to the Kings of Kings, "Peace on Earth, and Mercy mild, "GOD and Sinners reconcil'd!

II.

Joyful all ye Nations rise, Join the Triumph of the Skies, Universal Nature say "CHRIST the LORD is born to Day!

III.

CHRIST, by highest Heav'n ador'd, CHRIST, the Everlasting Lord, Late in Time behold him come, Offspring of a Virgin's Womb.

IV.

Veil'd in Flesh, the Godhead see, Hail th' Incarnate Deity! Pleas'd as Man with Men t' appear JESUS, our Immanuel here!

V.

Hail the Heav'nly Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of Righteousness! Light and Life to All he brings, Ris'n with Healing in his Wings.

VI.

Mild he lays his Glory by, Born—that Man no more may die, Born—to raise the Sons of Earth, Born—to give them Second Birth.

VII.

Come, Desire of Nations, come, Fix in Us thy humble Home, Rise, the Woman's Conqu'ring Seed, Bruise in Us the Serpent's Head.

VIII.

Now display thy saving Pow'r, Ruin'd Nature now restore, Now in Mystic Union join Thine to Ours, and Ours to Thine.

IX.

Adam's Likeness, LORD, efface, Stamp thy Image in its Place, Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in thy Love.

X.

Let us Thee, tho' lost, regain, Thee, the Life, the Inner Man: O! to All Thyself impart, Form'd in each Believing Heart.

HYMN for the EPIPHANY.

I.

SONS of Men, behold from far Hail the long-expected Star! Jacob's Star that gilds the Night, Guides bewilder'd Nature right.

II.

Fear not hence that Ill should flow, Wars or Pestilence below, Wars it bids and Tumults cease, Ushering in the Prince of Peace.

III.

Mild He shines on all beneath, Piercing thro' the Shade of Death, Scatt'ring Error's wide-spread Night, Kindling Darkness into Light.

IV.

Nations all, far off and near, Haste to see your GOD appear! Haste, for Him your Hearts prepare, Meet him manifested there!

V.

There behold the Day-spring rise, Pouring Eye-sight on your Eyes, GOD in his own Light survey, Shining to the Perfect Day.

VI.

Sing, ye Morning Stars again, GOD descends on Earth to reign, Deigns for Man his Life t' employ; Shout, ye Sons of GOD, for Joy!

HYMN for EASTER-DAY.

I.

"CHRIST the LORD is ris'n to Day," Sons of Men and Angels say, Raise your Joys and Triumphs high, Sing ye Heav'ns, and Earth reply.

II.

Love's Redeeming Work is done, Fought the Fight, the Battle won, Lo! our Sun's Eclipse is o'er, Lo! He sets in Blood no more,

III.

Vain the Stone, the Watch, the Seal; CHRIST has burst the Gates of Hell! Death in vain forbids his Rise: CHRIST has open'd Paradise!

IV.

Lives again our glorious King, Where, O Death, is now thy Sting? Dying once he All doth save, Where thy Victory, O Grave?

V.

Soar we now, where CHRIST has led? Following our Exalted Head, Made like Him, like Him we rise, Ours the Cross—the Grave—the Skies!

VI.

What tho' once we perish'd All, Partners in our Parent's Fall? Second Life we All receive, In our Heav'nly Adam live.

VII.

Ris'n with Him, we upward move, Still we seek the Things above, Still pursue, and kiss the Son Seated on his Father's Throne;

VIII.

Scarce on Earth a Thought bestow, Dead to all we leave below, Heav'n our Aim, and lov'd Abode, Hid our Life with CHRIST in GOD!

IX.

Hid; till CHRIST our Life appear, Glorious in his Members here: Join'd to Him, we then shall shine All Immortal, all Divine!

X.

Hail the LORD of Earth and Heav'n! Praise to Thee by both be giv'n: Thee we greet Triumphant now; Hail the Resurrection Thou!

XI.

King of Glory, Soul of Bliss, Everlasting Life is This, Thee to know, thy Pow'r to prove, Thus to sing, and thus to love!

HYMN for ASCENSION-DAY.

I.

HAIL the Day that sees Him rise, Ravish'd from our wishful Eyes; CHRIST awhile to Mortals giv'n, Re-ascends his native Heav'n!

II.

There the pompous Triumph waits, "Lift your Heads, Eternal Gates, "Wide unfold the radiant Scene, "Take the King of Glory in!

III.

Circled round with Angel Powers, Their Triumphant LORD, and ours, Conqueror over Death and Sin, Take the King of Glory in!

IV.

Him tho' highest Heaven receives, Still he loves the Earth he leaves; Tho' returning to his Throne, Still he calls Mankind his own.

V.

See! He lifts his Hands above! See! He shews the Prints of Love! Hark! His gracious Lips bestow Blessings on his Church below!

VI.

Still for us his Death he pleads; Prevalent, He intercedes; Near Himself prepares our Place, Harbinger of human Race.

VII.

Master, (will we ever say) Taken from our Head To-day; See thy faithful Servants, see! Ever gazing up to Thee.

VIII.

Grant, tho' parted from our Sight, High above yon azure Height, Grant our Hearts may thither rise, Following Thee beyond the Skies.

IX.

Ever upward let us move, Wafted on the Wings of Love, Looking when our LORD shall come, Longing, gasping after Home.

X.

There we shall with Thee remain, Partners of thy endless Reign, There thy Face unclouded see, Find our Heav'n of Heav'ns in Thee!

HYMN for WHITSUNDAY.

I.

GRANTED is the Saviour's Prayer, Sent the gracious Comforter; Promise of our parting LORD, JESUS to his Heav'n restor'd:

II.

CHRIST; who now gone up on high, Captive leads Captivity, While his Foes from Him receive Grace, that GOD with Man may live.

III.

GOD, the everlasting GOD, Makes with Mortals his Abode, Whom the Heavens cannot contain, He vouchsafes to dwell in Man.

IV.

Never will he thence depart, Inmate of an humble Heart; Carrying on his Work within, Striving till he cast out Sin.

V.

There He helps our feeble Moans, Deepens our imperfect Groans; Intercedes in Silence there, Sighs th' Unutterable Prayer.

VI.

Come, Divine and peaceful Guest, Enter our devoted Breast; HOLY GHOST, our Hearts inspire, Kindle there the Gospel-Fire.

VII.

Crown the agonizing Strife, Principle, and LORD of Life; Life Divine in us renew, Thou the Gift and Giver too!

VIII.

Now descend and shake the Earth, Wake us into Second Birth; Now thy quick'ning Influence give, Blow—and these dry Bones shall live!

VIII.

Brood Thou o'er our Nature's Night, Darkness kindles into Light; Spread thy over-shadowing Wings, Order from Confusion springs.

X.

Pain and Sin, and Sorrow cease, Thee we taste, and all is Peace; Joy Divine in Thee we prove, Light of Truth, and Fire and Love.

GRACE before MEAT.

I.

PARENT of Good, whose plenteous Grace O'er all thy Creatures flows, Humbly we ask thy Pow'r to bless The Food thy Love bestows.

II.

Thy Love provides the sober Feast: A Second Gift impart, Give us with Joy our Food to taste And with a Single Heart.

III.

Let it for Thee new Life afford, For Thee our Strength repair, Blest by thine all-sustaining Word, And sanctify'd by Prayer.

IV.

Thee let us taste; nor toil below For perishable Meat: The Manna of thy Love bestow, Give us thy Flesh to eat.

V.

Life of the World, our Souls to feed Thyself descend from high! Grant us of Thee the Living Bread To eat, and never die!

At MEALS.

I.

FATHER, our Eyes we lift to Thee, And taste our daily Bread: 'Tis now thy Open Hand we see, And on thy Bounty feed.

II.

'Tis now the meaner Creatures join Richly thy Grace to prove; Fulfil thy primitive Design, Enjoy'd by thankful Love.

III.

Still, while our Mouths are fill'd with Good, Our Souls to Thee we raise; Our Souls partake of nobler Food, And banquet on thy Praise.

IV.

Yet higher still our farthest Aim; To mingle with the Blest, T' attend the Marriage of the Lamb, And Heaven's Eternal Feast.

GRACE after MEAT.

I.

BLEST be the GOD, whose tender Care Prevents his Children's Cry, Whose Pity providently near Doth all our Wants supply.

II.

Blest be the GOD, whose Bounty's Store These chearing Gifts imparts; Who veils in Bread, the secret Power That feeds and glads our Hearts.

III.

Fountain of Blessings, Source of Good, To Thee this Strength we owe, Thou art the Virtue of our Food, Life of our Life below.

IV.

When shall our Souls regain the Skies? Thy Heav'nly Sweetness prove? Fulness of Joys shall there arise, And all our Food be Love.

Another.

I.

FOuntain of all the Good we see Streaming from Heav'n above, Saviour! our Faith we act on Thee, And exercise our Love.

II.

'Tis not the Outward Food we eat Doth this new Strength afford, 'Tis Thou, whose Presence makes it Meat, Thou the Life-giving Word.

III.

Man doth not live by Bread alone, Whate'er Thou wilt can feed; Thy Power converts the Bread to Stone, And turns the Stone to Bread.

IV.

Thou art our Food: we taste Thee now, In Thee we move and breath, Our Bodies' only Life art Thou, And all besides is Death!

JOHN xvi. 24. Ask, and ye shall receive, that your Joy may be full.

I.

RISE my Soul with Ardor rise, Breath thy Wishes to the Skies; Freely pour out all thy Mind, Seek, and Thou art sure to find; Ready art Thou to receive? Readier is thy GOD to give.

II.

Heavenly Father, LORD of all, Hear, and shew Thou hear'st my Call; Let my Cries thy Throne assail Entering Now within the Veil: Give the Benefits I claim— LORD, I ask in JESU'S Name!

III.

Friend of Sinners, King of Saints, Answer my minutest Wants, All my largest Thoughts require, Grant me all my Hearts Desire, Give me, till my Cup run o're, All, and infinitely more.

IV.

Meek and lowly be my Mind, Pure my Heart, my Will resign'd!

Keep me dead to all below, Only CHRIST resolv'd to know, Firm and disengag'd and free, Seeking all my Bliss in Thee.

V.

Suffer me no more to grieve Wanting what Thou long'st to give, Shew me all thy Goodness, LORD, Beaming from th' Incarnate Word, CHRIST, in whom thy Glories shine, Efflux of the Light Divine.

VI.

Since the Son hath made me free, Let me taste my Liberty, Thee behold with open Face, Triumph in thy Saving Grace, Thy great Will delight to prove, Glory in thy perfect Love.

VII.

Since the Son hath bought my Peace, Mine Thou art, as I am His: Mine the Comforter I see, CHRIST is full of Grace for me: Mine (the Purchase of his Blood) All the Plenitude of GOD.

VIII.

Abba, Father! hear thy Child Late in JESUS reconcil'd! Hear, and all the Graces shower, All the Joy, and Peace, and Pow'r, All my Saviour asks above, All the Life and Heaven of Love.

IX.

LORD, I will not let Thee go, Till THE BLESSING Thou bestow: Hear my Advocate Divine; Lo! to His my Suit I join: Join'd to His it cannot fail— Bless me, for I Will prevail!

X.

Stoop from thy Eternal Throne, See, thy Promise calls Thee down! High and lofty as Thou art, Dwell within my worthless Heart! Hear, a fainting Soul revive; Here for ever walk and live.

XI.

Heavenly Adam, Life Divine, Change my Nature into Thine: Move and spread throughout my Soul, Actuate and fill the whole: Be it I no longer now, Living in the Flesh, but Thou.

XII.

HOLY GHOST, no more delay, Come, and in thy Temple stay; Now thy Inward Witness bear Strong and permanent, and clear; Spring of Life, Thyself impart, Rise Eternal in my Heart!

ISA. li. 9, &c.

I.

ARM of the Lord awake, awake! Thy own immortal Strength put on. With Terror cloath'd the Nations shake, And cast thy Foes, in Fury, down. As in the antient Days appear! The Sacred Annals speak thy Fame: Be now Omnipotently near, Thro' endless Ages still the same.

II.

Thy tenfold Vengeance knew to quell, And humble haughty Rahab's Pride. Groan'd her pale Sons thy Stroke to feel, The First-born Victims groan'd and died! The wounded Dragon rag'd in vain; While bold thine Utmost Plague to brave, Madly he dar'd the parted Main And sunk beneath th' o' rewhelming Wave.

III.

He sunk; while Israel's chosen Race Triumphant urge their wondrous Way. Divinely led the Favourites pass, Th' Unwatry Deep, and emptied Sea. At Distance heap'd on either Hand, Yielding a strange unbeaten Road, In chrystal Walls the Waters stand, And own the Arm of Israel's GOD!

IV.

That Arm which is not short'ned now, Which wants not now the Power to save▪ Still present with thy People Thou Bear'st them thro' Life's disparted Wave. By Earth and Hell persued in vain, To Thee the ransom'd Seed shall come; Shouting their Heav'nly Sion gain, And pass thro' Death triumphant home.

V.

The Pain of Life shall there be o're, The Anguish and distracting Care; There sighing Grief shall weep no more, And Sin shall never enter There! Where pure, essential Joy is found The LORD'S Redeem'd their Heads shall raise, With everlasting Gladness crown'd, And fill'd with Love, and lost in Praise!