with brinish tears 9 They sooner may the Stars account Than loose their dismal bands Or tell the number of their Hairs Or number of the Sands 10 Of the Sea-shore as see the end Of their sad misery O Sinners fear and tremble all Think on Eternity The End of the Seventh Part. PART VIII SACRED HYMNS of Praise on several Occasions As they have been sung in several Congregations HYMN 147. Sin laid upon Christ 1 LO Christ hath suffer'd for us all When Enemies we were Therefore we will thy Name extoll Whose love did thus appear 2 For we like Sheep have gone astray And ready were to fall And God hath lain the load on thee To give rest to us all 3 Thy precious Praises therefore Lord Sincerely let us sing And land thy Name with one accord O God and heavenly King 4 For all thy loving-kindness Lord And for thy truth divine For thou hast made thy holy Word O're all thy Name to shine 5 Help us to praise thee and to live Wholly alone to thee And not forget from whence doth come Our present liberty 6 O shine upon thy Church always And bless our joynt-endeavour And prosper thou our handy-work Now and the same for ever HYMN 148. To be sung after the Lord's Supper The good Physician 1 THy love O Lord was very great To such vile ones as we Our hearts were once dead as a stone But now they quickned be 2 Slight Balm may heal a slighter sore But there 's no Med'cine good Which can to life our Souls restore But the Physician 's Blood 3 Lord Jesus when we thee espy Though life is almost gone We see by Faith we shall not die All praise to thee alone 4 Who hast pour'd in sweet Oyl and Wine To heal each wounded heart O thou wilt heal all Souls of thine Who for their sakes didst smart 5 We therefore will unto thee sing And thee always adore To him from whom all Blessings spring Be praise for evermore HYMN 149. A Hymn of Praise after the Lord's Supper The Banqueting-House 1 HAlleluja let us sing aloud Salvation Glory Fame Be given to the Lord our God O glorifie his Name 2 Who loved us and sent his Son For our eternal good To wash away our scarlet sins In his most precious Blood 3 Into the House of Banqueting He brings us to be fed Love is the Banner flourishing VVith honour o're our head 4 Beneath his shadow we are plac'd VVith joy and true content His Fruit is sweet unto our taste His VVord and Sacrament 5 O draw me my dear Saviour then VVith thy strong Cords of Love And we will all run after thee As fast as we can move 6 And in thy Name O Lord we 'll trust For that 's a Tower strong Whither the Righteous oft doth fly For shelter all day long HYMN 150. Divine Wrath. 1 THe day doth come and burn it will Like to an Oven hot And all the proud shall be Fuel Who have the Lord forgot 2 Nay it begins now to break forth And will burn more and more On all the wicked of the Earth God will his vengeance pour 3 Evil shall slay the wicked Man For sin which he hath wrought And such who hate God's faithful Ones Shall quickly come to nought 4 But all who do fear thee O Lord Thou wilt keep safe and sound And such who put their trust in thee Thou never wilt confound 5 But save them in the day of wrath The which is very nigh When all the wicked of the Earth In direful Flames shall lye HYMN 151. A Hymn of Praise after the Sacrament The Bread of Life 1 WIth precious Food Lord we are fed Which we have cause to prize Our Table is most richly spread With choice Varieties 2 The harmless Lamb most innocent For us is ready slain And we as Guests are hither sent To seed on him again 3 But O what Love and Grace is here When we were hungry Christ's Body Lord thou didst prepare That for us he might die 4 For nothing but his Flesh and Blood Could our poor Souls sustain Therefore O Lord thou didst cry forth O let my Lamb be slain 5 O let his precious Blood run out For to them it I 'll give Or else they 'll perish without doubt 'T is done Come eat and live 6 Eat eat O Friends on what is good And drink abundantly The best of Heav'n is your Food No fatness I deny 7 O Lord thy Love is very sweet And we therefore do cry O feed us with this precious Food Untill we come to die 8 And we will sing thy Praises Lord Even both rich and poor And to the blessed Lamb we 'll sing Praises for evermore HYMN 152. A Hymn of Praise after the Lord ' Supper Saints die with Christ 1 ALL glory unto Christ the Lord 'T is thy immortal fame VVe will sing forth with one accord And glorifie thy Name 2 O blessed God Thou art all Love No minute ' scapes thy breast But brings a favour from above In that sweet love we rest 3 Lord didst thou die and do we live Hath not grief slain us yet Vocuhsafe to us thy grace to give To live as it is meet 4 Did thy most precious love to me Make thee to leave thy Throne And mount the Stage of Infamy And shalt thou die alone 5 Lord let me die die unto fin That death O let me see Be thou the death of sin O Lord VVhich was death unto thee 6 And as all fulness is in thee O then we pray pour in For we are empty thou dost know Except it be of sin 7 And since thou hast O Holy One A Salve for ev'ry Sore Let us rejoyce and praise thy Name Now and for evermore HYMN 153. Luke 13.10 Joy in Heaven when Sinners repent 1 LOrd is there joy in Heav'n above VVhen Sinners turn to thee Let this our Souls affections move To long till it we see 2 VVhat cause of joy then hath that heart VVho with repenting tears Unfeignedly cleaves unto thee And to thy ways adheres 3 Shall holy Angels Lord rejoyce In our sweet happiness When all the good is unto us To them not more nor less 4 In this they act Lord like to thee Who for our only good VVas sacrificed on the Tree To wash us in thy Blood 5 And shall not we now learn of thee To seek the good of others And with one heart strive to impart All comfort to our Brothers 6 Rejoyce with them that do rejoyce This duty let us love And then thy VVill we shall fulfill As Angels do above 7 But what a low and carnal heart Hath he whoe're he be VVho being full will not impart To those in misery 8 To pity and not to relieve Doth certainly declare Such never did God's Grace receive In truth nor are sincere 9 Acknowledg how you have transgress'd Against the Lord your God And let it be with grief confess'd What By-Paths you have
are God's holy VVord That is his lasting bounds Oh! where God doth his Name record There are these waters found 7 Over these Banks it will not go Nor ever break them down VVhoe're they be who make a breach They shall be overthrown The Second Part. This River when it swiftly runs With an impetuous stream It drives the Soul to Jesus Christ O there 's no stopping them 2 Trees that are planted by its side How sweetly do they grow Like Willows by the Water-course And Drought such never know 3 This River brings things from afar The best Navigation Is in this River to set out 'T will bring us to Salvation 4 That Soul which doth imploy himself And work herein each day He shall be rich eternally And a bless'd Scepter sway 5 The Waters of this River are Excellent good to drink If thou dost taste thou wilt no more Upon your sorrows think 6 No Wines so rare ne're cou'd compare With these Waters besure And such who do drink of them too Ah! he shall live for ever 7 Sing to the River River of God Let Sion much rejoyce O sing ye Saints with one accord To Christ with chearful voice HYMN 76. The holy Spirit Waters of Life Ezek. 36.25 I will sprinkle clean water upon you Joh. 7.30 Out of his belly shall flow living water c. 1 THis River flows from God above It from his Throne proceeds And sweetly too this way doth move It many millions feeds 2 These Waters purge from filthiness Come wash and be you clean It makes the barren Soul flourish And spread his Branches green 3 It 's cooling to a sweating Soul That Satan hunts about 'T will quench the fire of lusts within It does allay our drought 4 It makes the Seed of Grace to grow It mollifies our Earth All such its influences know Who witness the new birth 5 It heals the wounded Soul likewise There 's no disease within But by these Waters cur'd have been O drink and drink agen 6 O come unto these Waters ye Who very thirsty are To all that come they are most free O drink and do not spare The Second Part. 1 Do not be foolish and mistake To go to the wrong Well These Waters 't is that you must take Which far alas excell 2 All Waters you can go unto Ah! would you healed be To Christ by his own Spirit come And sickness soon will flee 3 Ye Fools what is 't that you do drink 'T is puddle-water base It stinks 't is filthy God it loaths O taste of his sweet grace 4 And sinful joys will hateful be And you will spue them up Come taste a little Water See! Come try Take one small sup 5 And you will say God's love O 't is Most pleasant to your taste But the chief sweetness is reserv'd For us to drink at last 6 O praise the glorious God above These Waters overflow Sing praise to Jesus Christ our Lord And praise the Spirit too HYMN 77. The Holy Ghost a Teacher Luk. 12.12 The holy Spirit shall teach you c. 1 VVE many things are yet to learn Lord we instructions need We fain would all thy Truths discern And from all doubts be freed 2 Some things be dark and hidden are That we can't understand And therefore Lord to make them clear By a most skilful hand 3 Thy Spirit hast ordain'd to be A Teacher unto us All praise and glory unto thee For dealing with us thus 4 He has all knowledge of thy Laws And opens ev'ry thing And can discover ev'ry flaw That up may seem to spring 5 VViâ—hin our minds about the way VVherein we ought to go Out of a Book he teaches us The meaning he does show 6 He did himself this Book compile 'T was he who gave it out And therefore can it open well And Answer ev'ry doubt 7 Unto the ignorant and blind If they his counsel take God's Kingdom they at last shall find And them he 'll perfect make The Second Part. 1 He doth not teach to go astray From thy own written VVord That 's not thy Spirit nor the way VVhich doth not just accord 2 In every thing we sure are VVith thy New Testament Lord all such Spirits we 'll not hear By thee they were not sent 3 Thy VVord it is a sure Rule O let thy Spirit come And witness too 't most graciously And ev'ry Nail drive home 4 Let all Convictions close abide Of sin and duty too And let us find each promise firm VVhich unto us doth flow 5 And we thy Praises will sing forth And never go astray VVhen in our Souls thy Spirit doth Tell us this is the way HYMN 78. The holy Spirit like a Dove Mat. 3.16 And he saw the Spirit descending like a Dove and lighted upon him 1 DOwn from above the blessed Dove Is come Ah! shall he rest Thou Holy and Eternal One VVith me O in my Breast 2 There let thy Spirit dwell O Lord VVho has a Dove-like Eye Most quick to see before his sight All things do naked lye 3 O he is innocent indeed Most harmless and most meek VVhoever would from wrath be freed His nature they must seek â— All such who are gentle and kind Most humble in their heart This Dove infus'd it in their mind He did that grace impart 5 Ah! he is swift as any Dove And quickly can be here Though he descended from above Yet is he ev'ry where The second Part. 1 From sight of thy All-seeing Spirit O whither can we go His Eyes do search all places out He walketh to and fro 2 Through the Earth where can we hide O whither can we fly Lord from thy presence ' cause thou art Far off and also nigh 3 Shall we to Heaven mount alost Lo thou art present there Or if we should go down to Hell Ev'n there thou dost appear 4 Yea should we take us Morning wings And dwell beyond the Sea There would thy right-hand have fast hold And with us quickly be 5 Nay if we say the darkness shall Yet shroud us from thy sight Alas the thickest darkness is To thee like to the light Yea darkness hideth not from thee But night doth shine as day To thee the darkness and the night Are both alike alway The Third Part. 1 Thy Spirit 's swift he 's swift in flight From him there 's none can fly VVe ever be Lord in thy sight Thou canst us soon supply 2 VVith all good things which we do need And could we get thy VVings VVe should mount up from fear be freed And hate earth's empty things 3 Behold he 's come an Olive-leaf VVithin his mouth we see God's wrath is o're it is asswag'd O therefore joyful be 4 Let 's see thy face and hear thy voice And taste thy sweetest love O Souls ascend but O for Wings The VVings of Noah's Dove 5 Then should we fly away from hence Leaving this world and sin And soon wouldst thou Lord reach thy
show 4 A Wine Press too he made therein Which Wine pours forth amain Of which he doth delight to drink Due glory to obtain 5 'T was to this end he took such pains And such great cost laid out 'T was for his praise and for our good 'T was planted without doubt 6 He gathered also out the stones Which did the same annoy And did preserve it ev'ry day That none might it destroy The Second Part. 1 And then he looked it should bring Forth Grapes both sweet and good But ah it was a grievous thing If rightly understood 2 That after all his cost and pains It should wild Grapes bring forth When no Vineyard was like to it Planted in all the Earth 3 But hark now what the Lord doth say The Hedge I 'll take away And also waste I will it lay To evil Beasts of prey 4 For what alas could he do more For it than he hath done And doth it still wild Grapes bring forth This made his wrath to burn 5 Within his Breast and therefore did Resolve for to restrain The precious Clouds that watered it With sweet and blessed Rain 6 Or make his Ministers who preach His good and holy Word â—seless to it so that they might To it no good afford O then ye Saints take heed and fear Lest you should barren prove or if you do God may from you His presence quite remove But if that you who are his Church Bring forth the Fruit of Grace He never will deal with you thus Your glory to deface HYMN 121. The Church Christ's Body 1 Cor. 10.15 All baptized into one Body Col. 1.18 He is the Head of the Body the Church 1 EV'ry natural Body hath A Head and hath but one The Head Lord of thy Church thou art Thou art her Head alone 2 And all her Members joyned be To thee in sacred bonds And influence they have from thee In thee her glory stands 3 And all Members of the Body are Of use unto the whole So of some use unto thy Church Is every gracious Soul 4 Who is a Member of the same If any rotten are And past all hope of being heal'd No being must have there 5 But off they must be cut with speed Lest worser dangers fall For one polluted Member may Even soon corrupt them all The Second Part. 1 Wo unto him who shall attempt This Body to divide Or make a Schism 't is all one With piercing of Christ's side 2 For O the nearness that 's between The Body and the Head Don't cut Christ's Veins remember well What once he suffered 3 O wound him not again I say His Body don't annoy If it you mangle he will you For evermore destroy 4 But see that ev'ry one doth seek To do good to each other And pity take continually Of the poorest Brother 5 O live in love and see how near You to each other are And equally your Duties do And nothing do you fear HYMN 122. The Church comp to a Bush Exod. 3.2 And the Angel of the Lord appeared unto him in a flame of Fire out of the midst of a Bush 1 THy Church Lord in her self is poor Like to a Bramble dry 'T is Lord in thee in thee alone Doth all her glory lye 2 But though a Bush yet in it thou Dost dwell for evermore And therefore she is not consum'd Ev'n now as heretofore 3 This Bush long time on fire has been O 't is a wond'rous sight Though in the fire yet not burn'd This may our Souls invite 4 To take a view as Moses did O why is this thing so Alas thy Church is dear to thee Beyond all things below 5 O then let all those precious Birds Who in this Bush are hid Sing forth thy praise continually And none their Souls forbid 6 The time of singing O 't is come Since the sweet Turtle-Dove Did let us hear in this our Land His voice from Heav'n above HYMN 123. Churches Golden Candle-sticks Rev. 1.20 The Golden Candle-sticks arâ— the seven Churches 1 THy Churches Lord are like unto Rich Candle-sticks of Gold In whom shines forth that glorious light Which Sinners do behold 2 Those Candlesticks which are so rich Are seldom to be found But in the House of a great Prince Whose glory is renown'd 3 This shews the Churches of the Saints Do Lord belong to thee Who art the glorious King of Kings They useful also be 4 As Candlesticks in a large House In which the Light they place And also are for Ornament Ev'n thus through thine own Grace 5 Are all thy Churches here on Earth Of use Lord unto thee And unto others who likewise Thy Riches in them see 6 Thy Candlesticks then don't remove But let their Light so shine That all the Earth may lighted be Into all Truths of thine HYMN 124. The Church compared to Sheep Luk. 12.32 Fear not little Flock c 1 THy Church is like a Flock of Sheep Whose number is but small Which thou thy self dost always keep And wilt preserve them all 2 Thy Saints like Sheep are innocent Most harmless also meek If any of them go astray 'T is thou who dost them seek 3 Thou also dost them feed and lead In Pastures flourishing And hast for them a resting place Besides the Water spring 4 They subject are for to get Soyl But thou dost wash them in The Fountain of thy precious Blood From ev'ry stain of sin 5 As Sheep are fruitful so thy Church And Children are O Lord They honour bring to thee and then To Men profit afford 6 Fear not ye Saints tho' Wolves abound And other Beasts of prey For Christ will keep you safe and sound Unto the Judgment-day 7 And you the Kingdom shall receive Rejoyce and sing therefore Keep close to Christ and mind the Flock Which follow'd him before HYMN 125. Man a Worm Job 25.6 The Son of Man a Worm 1 AH what mean and despis'd things Are Worms that crawl on Earth Man is a Worm he from Earth sprung From thence were we brought forth 2 No beauty in a sorry Worm Man's glory that is gone Contemptible is in thy sight Each vile and wicked one 3 What can a Worm do to preserve It self from hurt or wrong That is in danger by each foot So we are all day long 4 We can't preserve our selves one day Our Life is but a blast And one small sin if not purg'd out May damn the Soul at last 5 Then do not pride it in your selves You to the Worms must go For all your beauty soon will fly You must corruption know HYMN 126. Man's Life is like a Shadow Job 14.2 He fleeth also as a shadow and abideth not 1 ON Earth our days will be but few Like as the shadow flies Or like unto the Morning-Dew Doth pass when Sun doth rise 2 So do our Days our Months and Years Make haste to fly away Much like the Blossom he appears Which quickly doth decay 3 Or