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B08610
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Divine hymns, and other extempory poems by R.C.
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R. C.
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1695
(1695)
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Wing C103; ESTC R170336
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Till we do reach the Seraphick Quire 'T is in great order they do move In the brights Orbs of light above In the Ocean of Divine love They will teach our Souls to sing Hallelujahs to our Great King To whom we now our Offerings bring The first fruits of our Canaan Land Lord with them we before thee stand Do thou receive them at our hand The first fruits of our Increase A little Love a little Peace Lord let these Blessings never cease O let all shadows flee away That we may see that glorious Day That never never shall decay HYMN XV. A Fire doth our Altar burn Which when into it we do turn Our Souls do mingle with the Fire And we ascend in pure desire That healing Virtue may on us fall Let us not be like Priests of Baal When they for heavenly Fire did cry Found they did worship a false Deity Let us be like thy Prophets who Thy Urim and thy Thummim knew Thy light and fire both which do give Power to say to the Dead live On the Death of my Worthy Friend Mr. G. C. SEE how he smiles he 's gone to rest Amongst the Spirits of the Blest My panting Soul does long to be From gross and drossy Matter free That with him I may learn to sing High praises to our Glorious King Sing praises to the God of love Who is exalted far above All Praises Ardors or Desire Though quickened by Coelestial fire But stay my Soul why dost thou soar Thou art but Gold yet in the Oar Till by the Fire thou art refin'd From earthy Faeces and calcin'd What won't abide must suffer loss The Fire takes away all Dross When thou art pure and unmixt And in the blessed Center fixt Then thou may'st sing and utter praise To Him that does Dead Bodies raise And makes them Gloriously to shine And so Dear Saint 't will be with thine On the Death of Mr. R. B. some time after Mr. COCKAIN WHat such another Saint as this Are you together gone to Bliss Did you join in strong Desire To fly to yon Coelestial Quire Tell me what your Songs now are Teach me the Harmonious air In which you triumph ore the Grave While you Adore him that do's save Now you like glorious Lights do shine With a Lustre more Divine ' Cause you did sons to Glory turn Here is the Ashes here 's the Urn Yet turn your eye Look look on High There these two Glorious Stars you 'l spy HOw sweet it is to feel loves fire Arise into a strong Desire That never never will expire But do's increase into a Flame That makes us bless and praise thy Name And thy great Wonders to procloim For thou hast done for us Great things Thou tread'st on the necks of Mighty Kings And out of Death a new Life springs A life that conquers Death and Hell By the power of our Emmanuel Who now in us is come to dwell A life that in our Souls outflows In the lowly Lilly and Sharon Rose And much more Sweets in our garden grows Come our Beloved with us sup Let 's drink of thy Love-flaming cup That we can never drink all up But in pure new Flames do's arise That our whole Persons do's baptize And makes us a living Sacrifice An HYMN THe power of Life we now do feel Is of thy Sacred love a Seal Set us a Signet on thy hand That in thy presence may always stand We feel the warmth of a glorious ray From the opening of thy lightsome day Now glorious Sun do thou on us shine And cloath us with thy light divine That all our shadows away may flee At the presence of thy Majesty That we no longer may endure That which is mixt or is impure But since this happy Day is known And thou art set upon thy Throne Let us the Trial Lord abide And love the fire by which we are try'd The coming of our Lord draws near O let us watch and pray That when his glorious Day appears We mayn't be found to stray Let 's trim our Lamps our Garments clean And round about us tied Be girt with Truth and Righteousness Put off Self-love and Pride None is so Holy as the Lord Nor none so Great as he Let me behold thy wondrous Works In the Universal Harmony From the bright Orbs where Angels are In full Felicity To the lowest circles on the Earth Is a Universal Harmony From the most High and holy Place Above the glassy Sea To the lowest center of the Earth Is a Universal Harmony Let God arise his Enemies shall fly He is enthron'd and deckt with Majesty He is encompassed with purest Light See how his Foes do fly they 're vanquisht quite Let God arise his powerful Scepter sway Were near th'aproach of his most glorious day He is arisen from his holy place See how his Fo's do fly before his face O who can stand before the Son of Man He comes his floor to purge the wheat to fan The Chaff shall fly before his holy wind Nothing but what is pure shall be left behind FINIS ADVERTISEMENT THe True Juice of Liquoras Or Lozenge of Blois Exactly Prepared and is good to Cure Colds and Coughs and is of great Efficacy and Benefit to such as are Short-breath'd and Consumptive They have Cured many which have Spit Blood by the continued Use of them for some time and those that have been so Short-breath'd that they could not get up Stairs without Help have found speedy Ease by the Use of these LOZENGES They are Sold next Door to the Sign of the Feathers in Aldersgate-street near the George-Inn in Sixpence Twelvepence and 2 s. 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