are gone O haste with speed and look about Dangers are coming on 6 God like a Refuge does give ease And fortifie the Mind When horror does on others seize Security we find 7 This Refuge never will us fail All others will not do God never will leave us so â—rail But present help will shew 8 Of every sin let us get clear Yea freedom from each guilt To Christ by Faith let us adhere To wash away all filth The Second Part. 1 O Lord to thee to thee we sly A dismal day 's at haâ—d But if we leave iniquity In safety shall we stand 2 Under thy Wings with speed we pray Hide us Lord every one Then safe shall we be day and night Till all the trouble 's gone 3 And we will thy praises sing forth And life thy Name on high And also triumph on earth Whilst others howl and cry 4 All glory unto God that we Have such a hiding-place Always shall we rejoyce in thee when we behold thy face PART II. SACRED HYMNS To the Praise of Jesus Christ In which his transcending Excellencies are set forth HYMN 17. Heb. 12. 24. To Jesus the Mediator of the New Govenant 1 A Breach most sore there was between Poor Sinners Lord and thee Before the Fall nought then was seen But perfect amity 2 But Man by breaking thy just Law â—s now become thy Foe And as thou dost him loath and hate So he doth thee also 3 The carnal Mind is enmity Against the holy God And 〈◊〉 us all Lord naturally Like enmity abode 4 But thou in mercy and great love Through wisdom infinite Hast found a way wrath to remove And Sinners to unite 5 Unto thy self in lasting bonds Of precious grace and peace 'T is done by Christ our blessed Lord In him thy wrath does cease 6 He is that Days-man who lays hold On both that so he might Thee reconcile unto our Souls And us to thee unite 7 He brings thee Lord down unto us And carries us to thee And thus is he dear and precious Yea all in all is he Second Part. 1 Thy honour in Each Attribute He sought to glorifie Yet did his undertakings suit Our wants all to supply 2 In ev'ry thing to such degree Due glory thou dost gain And we relief unto the full Through him Lord do obtain 3 In him Justice and Mercy meet And gloriously do shine Both equally in splendour fit As both alike divine 4 As Mediator he was Lord Exactly qualify'd Most wise and just yet merciful That so he might divide An equal part in a right way Unto each party so God might be just yet Justifie And pardon Sinners too To God he is a Friend most dear Nay of so near a-kin His express Image he does bear Yet we may say agen To us he is related too Our nature he did take From hence he knew well what would do An equal peace to make Third Part. Lord thou wast the offended One Whom we had grieved sore Thou chose Christ to this work alone And cancell'd the old score In him thy Soul well pleased is Who did thy wrath appease â—is he who reconciles us too And does our burthens ease Such who accept of terms of peace As offered they be â—y Jesus Christ the breach will cease Between that Soul and thee 4 But if the terms refused are There will be no Appeal Allowed such at the last day They must thy vengeance feel 5 Come in ye Sinners then with speed O see to him you fly For he to you his hand must lend To slay that enmity 6 That 's in your heart 's which change he must If ever you receive Those terms which are agreed on Our precious Souls to save HYMN 18. Heb. 7. 22. So much was Jesus made Surety of a better Testament 1 WE once O Lord concerned were In a commerce with thee Before we fell no need was there Of any Surety 2 But we run out and wasted all Which was a mighty store And ah our credit is so gone Thou wilt trust us no more 3 Unless 't is so a Surety's found We must in Prison lye And bear thy dreadful wrath O God Unto eternity Christ therefore Lord thou didst find out No Friend had we to bring All good therefore which we receive Doth from thy bowels spring Ah! he this work did undertake And hands for us did strike And such a Surety O Lord For us O thou didst like Who faithful was and able too Even all our debts to pay And all our sins thy word does show Upon him thou didst lay Unto thy blessed Covenant Ah! he did put his hand And in our stead laid down his life As thou gavâ—st him command 'T was thou Lord Christ who in our room To th' Father didst engage To satisfie his justice and His wrath for to asswage O what great Love and Grace is here Thou knowest very well Thou must pay all and our sins bear Which would sink us to Hell HYMN 19. The Second Part set after the Sacramènt 1 BUt thou wast able to sustain That heavy weight of sin And for our Souls didst life obtain And righteousness bring in 2 'T was from the worth and dignity Which in thy Person lay Thou didst God's justice satisfie And all our debts defray 3 Thou being God as well as Man Thy Merits have such worth a compensation full to make And liberty bring forth 4 For us who did in Prison lye Being bound with cruel bonds Which none could loose assuredly But thy own blessed hands 5 By that one single payment Lord Laid down when thou didst die Relief to us thou dost afford Who dead in sin did lye 6 For as poor Debtors we were all So Criminals were too And death deserved great and small Condemn'd in law also And thou as Surety for us Gav'st up thy self to die And in our stead Lord thou didst thus God's justice satisfie The Third Part. 1 And now the Covenant stands sure In Christ's most blessed hands All good for us he did procure Which in him firmly stands 2 And thus he did engage for those That given to him are And therefore all that God hath chose Shall Crowns of Glory wear 3 What grace and favour now is this That Christ the Just should die That we unjust and guilty ones Might live eternally 4 Let Men take heed how they despise Such soveraign grace and love Cause 't is mysterious in their eyes And also far above 5 Depraved Reason to conceive That such who guilty be Should by another's righteousness From sin and guilt be free 6 All praise and glory unto God And to the Son therefore And to the Holy Ghost let us Sing praise for evermore HYMN 20. Matth. 25. 6. Christ the Bridegroom of our Souls 1 THou mighty King whose glories shine A secret didst disclose Unto that blessed Son of thine Which was for to dispose 2 Of him in a sweet Marriage state And unto him likewise All things about it
show To whom God did impart 2 All fulness of the Deity It in this Branch appears Most precious Fruit we do espy This Branch for ever bears 3 The Branch is of the self-same kind With the Root of the Tree The self-same nature we do find That Abraham's Children be 4 Of thou didst take that so thereby We might assurance have That every way thou fitted art Our precious souls to save 5 A Branch partakes too of the Sap Which in the Root does lye So in the Virgins Womb was fed Thy blest Humanity 6 I' th Branch or Branches of the Tree Its glory does shine forth So 't is in thee that David's Race Its greatest glory hath The Second Part. 1 Let Hereticks who do deny Christ of the Virgin took His spotless pure humanity Ashamed ever look 2 And let us all stand in amaze Whilst we behold and see How God our humane nature has Made one with th' Deity 3 Now let us sing unto the Man Called the Branch for he Shall grow and flourish in such sort That never did a Tree 4 For he upon the Throne does sit And all the glory bear And also shall God's Temple build And make its beauty rare HYMN 37. Act. 3. 22. A Prophet shall the Lord your God raise up unto you 1 A King a Priest and Prophet too Thou art O Lord indeed As Mediator art also We such a one did need 2 Thou art God's mouth to people all God hath in these last days Spoken to us 't is thou dost call And speak too many ways 3 A Prophet speaks not of himself But as inspired So God gave thee the Commandment As we have often read 4 What thou shouldst speak and what make known From thee he nothing hid By thee to us all things are shown Which God commanded did 5 The Prophets did thy Kings anoint So such likewise receive From thee the holy Unction do Who truly do believe 6 Prophets were to teach Gods good Word In all uprightness too So thou dost teach us all O Lord Yea all things we should do 7 Yea what and how we should believe And how depend on thee And how to walk who Truth receive That saved we may be The Second Part. 1 The Prophets shewed things to come And so hast thou likewise Not only in the World that 's now But when the Dead shall rise 2 How it shall go with thy Saints here Thou didst to them make known And how in glory they 'll appear When Sinners are o'rethrown 3 And he who doth not unto thee In every thing adhere And do whatever thou dost say Thy angry frowns must bear 4 O hearken to this Prophet then In whate're he does say Fear lest you be all undone Men In the last dismal day 5 And ye who be the Saints of God Keep to his Word be sure Then may you sing for you shall be Happy happy for ever HYMN 38. Rom. 14. ult Put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ make no provision for the flesh c. 1 WE naked once were all O Lord And loathsom were to see Our shame was seen and vile within Till cloathed were by thee 2 'T is true Lord once in ancient time We gloriously were clad Our beauty was then in its prime Not long we so abode 3 But we were Lord beset with Thieves Who tore our Robes away And in our blood and nakedness We a long season lay 4 But thou in mercy didst pass by And with us fell in love Though nothing in us could'st espy Affections great to move 5 Our souls thou didst in the first place Most graciously wash clean And then didst cloath us with thy grace Ne're braver Robes were seen 6 These Garments first by thee were bought They cost thee very dear And by thy Spirit they are wrought Most curiously and rare The Second Part. 1 No Needle-work was e're so fine Bespangled with Gold As is ihe Robe of Righteousness To all who it behold 2 Thus is thy grace compared Lord With which thou dost adorn The Souls of thy most blessed Saints VVhose Garments once were torn 3 And nothing had to cover them But filthy Rags so vile That thou our Image didst contemn Since we thy own did spoil 4 Thus by our Garments we are known And those who han't them on Thou wilt O Lord never such own But bid them to be gone 5 'T is thou hast made the difference VVe were ill cloath'd as others But these have not the preference None like our Elder Brother's Ay that is rich O Lord indeed Without least spot or stain T is that keeps off all fiery darts And clean it will remain 6 But these much comfort to us bring And keep us also warm We need not fear no pricking thing Cold can't do us much harm The Third Part. 1 They ever do their fashion hold Most beautiful and fair They make all look young when they 're old Such to thee lovely are 3 The longer we these Garments wear The better they would be For the long use of godliness Makes us shine splendentlie 3 Our Garments then let 's not defile But have them always on For we must wear them every day Until our lives are done 4 And then shall we Lord cloathed be With immortality In Robes that shine like to the Sun Unto eternity 5 Come Sinners then ah will you buy Some Cloaths to cover you Most rich they are assuredly Come let your own Rags go 6 VVhat is Morality to Grace Even like a filthy thing Get those Robes on and take your place 'Mongst Children of the King 7 Ye Saints don't you provision make To satisfie your lust But put on Christ your Garments take Because you ready must 8 Be all the Bridegroom to attend He comes he comes sing praise Your Lamps now trim he will descend Make haste without delays HYMN 38. Joh. 2. 2. We have an Advocate with the Father Jesus Christ the righteous 1 O Lord we have a mighty Cause And still it does depend Ah! we have broke all God's just Laws VVilt thou our Souls befriend 2 To take in hand our Cause to plead Thou art our Advocate Ve dare not Lord lift up our head Our Case for to relate But thou ally'd art to the Judge And for our Souls didst die The Merits of thy Blood may'st urge To thee we all do fly Thou legally art call'd to th' Barr And hast thy Father's Ear Alas we all so loathsom be VVe dare not there appear 5 In our own persons he is just And we must guilty be We righteousness all therefore must Have only Lord of thee 6 Thou never didst miscarry yet On what thou took'st in hand Our Enemies do thou defeat That sentence do demand 7 Hast thou not paid our Debts O Lord Read our Discharge we pray And that will comfort now afford And this most doubtful day 8 Is not all paid Can Justice see Just ground for to deny Our true Acquittance Lord in thee VVho didst him
's sake 4 And tho' I walk in Death's dark shade It shall me not dismay For thou art with me and hast made Thy Rod and Staff my stay 5 My Table spread thou didst appoint In presence of my Foe My Head with Oâ—l thou dost annoint My Cup doth overflow 6 Thy Grace and Goodness certainly Shall measure all my days And in thy House O God will I For ever give thee praise HYMN 213. Psal. 102. Sion repair'd 1 THou wilt arise in Mercy yet And Grace to Sion send Because the time for favour set Is now come to an end 2 For even in the Stones thereof Thy Servants take delight Her very Dust is cause enough Of favour in thy sight 3 And then the Heathen far and near Shall dread thy glorious Name And all the Kings on Earth shall fear Thy Glory and thy Fame 4 When as the Lord shall once repair Poor Sions broken Wall His Glory then shall shine so fair It shall appear to all 5 He will regard the destitute And not despise their Prayer He will regard their humble Suit With tender love and care 6 O let the God of Israel then Be prais'd with one accord Henceâ—orth for evermore Amen All Men praise ye the Lord. HYMN 214. Psal. 36. 37. The perfect Man 1 MArk and behold the perfect Man For that Man's end is peace But quickly shall Transgressors all Be quite cut off and cease 2 But the Salvation of the Just Is of the Lord most high Their strength and stay i' th' evil day Of their adversity 3 And he shall shield and save the Just And keep them Life and Limb Deliv'ring them from wicked Men Because they trust in him Psalm 4. 4 The greater sort crave worldly Wealth And Riches they embrace But Lord grant us thy Saving-health And shining of thy Face 5 O praise the Lord Jerusalem Thy God O Sion praise For lo thy Gates and Bars of them He very strongly stays 6 Thy Children in thee he hath bless'd Thy peace he makes full great And fills thee with the very best And finest of the Wheat 7 Let Israels God the Lord therefore Be praised altogether From first to last for evermore Amen Amen for ever HYMN 215. Psal. 135. Prayer readily answered 1 THe Lord is just in all his ways Holy in all he doth And nigh to ev'ry one that prays And calls on him in truth 2 He will fulfill the just desires Of all the holy Seed He hears their cry what that requires And helps them at their need 3 The Lord preserveth faithfully All those that do him love But all the wicked he 'll destroy With vengeance from above 4 Therefore my mouth shall speak his praise And universal flesh His holy Name renown shall raise And ever sound afresh HYMN 216. Psal. 95. Spiritual Worshippers 1 COme let us with united joys To God our voices raise With thankful hearts before him come And loudly sing his praise 2 Our Lord is a great God and King In Pow'r eminent Above all Gods him Angels serve And Princes represent 3 To him that made us let us kneel And Adoration give Who are his People and the Sheep That on his Pasture live 4 To day let 's hear his voice and not Such hardned Sinners prove As those that in the Wilderness Provoked God above 5 They prov'd his Pow'r and saw his Works And griev'd him forty year Till wearied with the murm'ring Race He could no longer bear 6 He did their Unbelief and base Ingratitude detest And in his anger swore they should Not come into his rest HYMN 217. Psal. 84. Sacred Pantings 1 HOw amiable are thy bless'd Tents Lord God of Hosts to me My Soul doth long yea even faint Thy sacred Courts to see 2 My heart and flesh cry out for thee The Everlasting God O when shall I come near and see The place of thine abode 3 O happy they who hold a Place Within thy House to dwell For in thy Courts one days short space A thousand doth excell 4 Much rather would I keep a Door And in thy House remain Than dwell in all the pomp and store Of Tents of the prophane 5 For God a Sun and Shield will be With Grace and Glory bright And no good thing with-hold will he From them that walk upright 6 Lord God of Hosts whose Glory reigns How happy Man is he That tho' debarr'd the outward means Yet puts his trust in thee HYMN 218. Psal. 100. Sheep of God's Pasture 1 MAke joyful noise unto the Lord O all ye Nations on the Earth Serve him with joy his praise record Come in his sight with Songs of Mirth 2 Know that the Lord is God alone We are the Flock which he doth keep His workmanship and not our own His People and his Pasture-Sheep 3 Enter his Gates with thankfulness And come with joy into his Courts Great gratitude to him express And bless his Name in full resorts 4 For lo the Lord is good and kind His Mercy everlasting is His Truth all Generations find For evermore assur'd to his HYMN 219. Psal. 135. A Psalm of Praise 1 GIve laud unto the Lord And praise his holy Name His Praises still record And spread abroad his Fame Ye that resort To our great God and have abode In Sions Court 2 His Honour O proclaim For good and kind he is Sing Praises to his Name A pleasant work it is Jacob hath he Chose to himself and all his Wealth Must Israel be 3 And this I clearly know The Lord 's a mighty One And that all Gods do owe Subjection to his Throne For he brings forth Whatever he please in Deeps in Seas In Heaven and Earth HYMN 220. Psal. 90. Longings for good Times 1 REturn O Lord how long a space Let it repent thee much Touching thy Servants woful case Whose sufferings have been such 2 O satisfie us speedily With thy Compassions kind That all our days may yield us joy And gladness chear our mind 3 As thou hast sent us Sorrows keen So let 's have Comforts glad For days and years which we have seen So sorrowful and sad 4 O let thy Work appear unto Thy Servants ev'ry one Thy glory to our Children show When we are dead and gone 4 The 〈…〉 God shine on his Church And Grace our joynt endeavour O prosper thou our handy-work And ' stablish it for ever HYMN 221. Psal. 103. Free Pardon 1 MY Soul now bless with readiness The Lord's most holy Name And let my heart 's most inward parts Applaud and spread his fame 2 O bless the Lord his praise record My Soul be not unkind As one that slights his Benefits And puts them out of mind 3 Who pardons thy Iniquity And cancels all thy score Who healeth thy Infirmity And doth thy health restore 4 Who from the Grave thy Life did save And Crowns thee from above With Mercies free inlarg'd to thee By his most tender love 5 Who satisfies thy Mouth likewise With Blessings that are good Thy flower of Youth as th' Eagles doth He make afresh to bud HYMN 222. Psal. 148. All Creatures to praise God 1 O Praise Jehovah ev'ry one From Heav'n praise him in places high O all his Angels praise him ye Praise him his Host most gloriously 2 Ye Sun and Moon do ye him praise All Stars of Light praise him do ye O Heav'n of Heav'ns do ye the like And Waters that 'bove Heavens be 3 O let them praise Jehovah's Name By him created were all they For ever he establish'd them Gave Statutes which pass not away 4 O praise Jehovah from the Land Ye Dragons and all places deep Ye Fire and Hail Snow Vapour and Windy Storms that his Word keep 5 Ye Mountains and ye Hills also Ye Trees fruitful and Cedars high And ye wild Beasts and Cattel all Ye creeping things and Fowls that fly 6 Ye Kings who rule the People do Princes and Judges likewise all Young Men and Maidens do the same With Old Men and ye Children small 7 O let them praise Jehovah's Name Who hath a Name like unto his 'T is high advanc'd his glorious Fame Above the Earth and Heaven is 8 And he the Horn of his People Exalted hath and set on high O praise the Lord sweet Israel A People unto him so nigh FINIS ADVERTISEMENT ☞ There is newly published A Treatise entitituled The Breach repaired proving Singing the Praises of God a Gospel Duty Sold by John Hancock Price Bound 18d * ⎠* Also in the Press An Exposition of that Parabolical Speech of Christ Mat. 12. 43. called The Counterfeit Christian when the unclean Spirit is gone out of a Man c. Price Stitch'd 6d Both written by B. Keach Deut. 5. 1 2 3 Ps. 119. 140. * Pliny lib. 5. cap. 16. Justin lib. 36. John 8 * Ezek. 9. 2 4.
don't fear But as a Lion wilt rouze up And them to pieces tear â—0 Then happy you for whom Christ made With God a lasting peace T is you may sing for still you 'll find Your Comforts shall increase HYMN 11. Hos. 5. 12. I will be a Moth to Ephraim 1 MOths secretly do seize and eat And spoil fair Garments quite So many times thy Judgments are Hid from most peoples sight 2 Moths often spoil things rich and rare As well as of small worth So thou O Lord wilt neither spare The poor nor rich of th' earth 3 All are alike O Lord to thee If wrath on them do seize Unsensibly thou canst them spoil Like Moths if thou dost please 4 A Moth does eat things by degrees A little now and then â—o gradually thou dost destroy Sometimes vile wicked men 5 Thou like a Moth art sometimes Lord In Councels Princes trust Who Plots of Enemies can't see Till out they fiercely burst 6 And likewise in Estates of men Thou as a Moth does come Their hopes are great and much earn they But bring but little home 7 Thou dost it blast and it consumes Because they don 't it nse To righteous ends but basely it To their own Lusts abuse 8 Strength thus oft-times does wast away In Soul and Body too And Treasures of Nations decay Tho few that mind it do 9 Take heed ye Saints of private sins Lest God does secretly Bring Judgments on you till he hath Consum'd you utterly HYMN 12. Isa. 42. 14. Now will I cry like a travailing woman 1 LIke as a Woman travailing Does cry out in her pain So thou dost say Lord thou wilt do To pour forth wrath amain 2 Thy Patience and sweet Lenity Is almost gone no doubt And therefore thou most bitterly Wilt quickly now cry out 3 A Woman when her travel comes From crying can't refrain So thou wilt cry for Sions sake Like her in grievous pain 4 A woman in her travel strives Her Child for to bring forth So thou deliverance for thy Church Wilt work throughout the Earth 5 Afflicted thou dost seem to be For thy poor Sions sake And therefore on her Enemies Dread Vengeance thou wilt take 6 When paâ—gs do on a Woman seize Deliverance is near So of thy Foes thou soon wilt ease Thy self it does appear 7 Behold ye Saints Gods Love to you And sing his glorious praise Your Enemy he will o'rethrow And that in these last dayes HYMN 13. Heb. 12. 29. For our God is a consuming Fire 1 A Consuming Fire dismal is And terrible to see So is that wrath of thine O Lord If kindled once it be 2 Before thy indignation fierce What mortal Soul can stand Thy wrath is poured out like Fire Which none can countermand 3 The Mountains are thrown down by thee Thy wrath doth fiercely burn And all before thee thou Lord wilt To Ashes quickly turn 4 Fire breaks forth sometimes we do see When men are not aware So shall thy wrath surprize the Earth When men secure are 5 Like to the writing with the hand On proud Belshazzar's wall So when thou dost give the Command Sinners shall tremble all 6 Fire breaks forth oft times i' th' night When men are fast asleep Which does poor people strangely fright And sorrows on them heap 7 So in the night of ignorance Whilst Men lye on their beds They hear the cry of Fire Fire Just burning o re their heads The Second Part. 1 A fire also consumes amain It famous Cities spoyl So thou wilt desolations make Of Sinners who are vile 2 Can stubble stand before fierce flames And not consumed be Then may proud wicked Ones likewise Secure themselves from thee 3 None can abide thy dreadful wrath There is no way to fly For thou wilt them destroy O God As stubble fully dry 4 Some fires may be quenched quite But thine will always burn Thy wrath O Lord eternal is It never will be gone 5 Fire torments most cruelly Such who into 't are cast So will thy wrath all Enemies Which they shall feel at last 6 Tremble you vile and wicked Ones Consider what you do On you this fire soon shall seize And burn for ever too 7 But all ye Saints rejoyce and sing God is to you ye see A fire to warm and to give light By which you quickn'd be 8 Ah! happy such behold therefore The difference between A wicked and a godly Man And praise the Lord agen HYMN 14. Deut. 33. 27. Underneath are the everlasting Arms. 1 THou art our Arm of Help O God Shall we thy mercy see An Arm stretch'd out of the thick Cloud To strenghen such as we 2 How usefull is an Arm to us The body to defend So is thy love and power Lord On which we do depend 3 The Arm bears up and does support Such who most feeble be Thy weak and seeble Saints also Are Lord born up by thee 4 The Arm the Body does protect And save it from all harms So thou dost us defend and save By thy Almighty Arms. 5 We with our Arms embrace our Friend And hug such we do love We by thâ—â—e Arms of power and grace Embraâ—'d are from above 6 Thy Arm O Lord is very strong The vilest Soul can'st save Not shortned but very long Thy help let Sinners have 7 Wo wo to them this Arm of thine In wrath is laid upon But happy such who it upholds Thrice happy such a one 8 Remember Saints when you are low Whose Arms are under you And sing God's praise continually Who will Salvation show HYMN 15. Psal. 8â— 11. The Lord God is a Sun and a Shield 1 THe Lord he is our Sun and Shield Our Buckler and Safeguard And hence we stand and will not yield Though Enemies press hard 2 Like as a Shield the blow keeps off The Enemy lays on So thou keeps off all hurt from us And saves us every one 3 Let Foes strike at us as they please On the head or the heart This precious Shield which we do use Secureth every part 4 From Sin from Satan and the World No Dart we need to fear Since thou art such a Shield to us O God and Saviour dear 5 Our Shield and our great Reward To thee all praise be given Who wilt thy saving-help afford Until we come to Heaven HYMN 16. Psal. 46. 1. God is our Refuge 1 O Holy and Eternal One Thou art a Refuge sure Help us to fly to thee alone Whose Mercies do endure 2 A Refuge strong thou art O Lord Help us to fly to thee Shall we take hold of thy blest Word And safe for ever be 3 O Lord we bless and praise thy Name There is a Refuge found For us who are pursued hard This is a joyful sound 4 O Souls then see with speed we pray To Jesus Christ to fly Lest th' Avenger through delay O retake you and you die 5 The way is easie to find out All stumbling blocks
thee and in these VVars To take our proper share 2 The Enemy is cruel strong And will no quarter give And threatens us both old and young VVe shan't much longer live 3 Thou didst o'recome him formerly He rallies up again His scatter'd force and we espy VVe fight must or be slain 4 O let us have thy mighty Sword O there is none like it If in our hearts we have thy VVord VVe 'll bring them to our feet 5 A Sword all Souldiers must have on So ev'ry Saint must have Thy VVord to fight with or else they VVill soon their Souls inslave 6 A Sword doth not only defend The Souldier in the Field But by it he makes Foes to bend And unto him to yield 7 So doth thy Word O holy Lord Save us and yet annoys All cruel Foes it brings them down Nay them it quite destroys The Second Part. 1 It a two edged Sword is too It wounds always with one And with the other it does heal Likewise e're it has done 2 By its sharp threats it wounds the Soul But turn it then again It 's Promises does make us whole And eases every pain 3 It will cut off an hand or foot Dismember the old Man If we do not destroy his Life We live Lord never can 4 Wounds of a Sword do mortal prove If once it pierce the heart So let thy Word Lord hit our sin A mortal wound impart 5 A Sword doth often fright a Foe So that he cowardly Beholding it away doth go Nay swift perhaps does fly 6 Even so that Soul who hath thy Word Drawn always in his Hand Doth make his Enemies to run A Battel will not stand The Third Part. 1 Thy VVord is a victorious thing A VVeapon which oft does Such execution by thy strength Great Armies it o'rethrows 2 It must be us'd with greatest skill And by a pow'rful hand 'T is by thy Spirit we do kill All Foes who us withstand 3 No Hand but that this Sword can wield The Spirit gives the blow VVe by them both do win the Field And Enemies o'rethrow 4 The Spirit doth thy VVord explain 'T was forg'd and given forth Even by himself and therefore he The chiefest glory hath 5 The efficacy of thy VVord Does in thy Spirit lye It an impression ne're will make If he don't it apply 6 All praise do ye give unto God VVho do its power feel Ah! 't is a Sword that doth excell The richest made with Steel The Fourth Part. 1 Ye Saints hold fast besure your Sword And rather die o' th' spot Than to be cheated of God's VVord For should it be your lot 2 It for to lose you naked are And will become a prey Unto the bloody Church of Rome The very self same day 3 And see you have skill it to use VVhen you with Foes do meet Or else you never will prevail To bring them to your feet 4 And always bless the holy God VVho doth to us afford The blessed Scriptures of Truth Prize it with one accord HYMN 86. 2 Cor. 3. 18. But we all with open face beholding as in a glass c. 1 HOw prone are people generally To look into a Glass But will not look into God's VVord To see their woful case 2 There may they see how soul they be How loathsom in God's Eyes VVhilst in their sins they do remain Like Swine in filthy Sties 3 A Glass it is a medium fit Persons to represent So in thy VVord we may behold Our God Omnipotent 4 Therein his rare Perfections shine Yea his illustrious Face In all his glorious Attributes His Goodness and his Grace 5 VVe in thy VVord may these behold Beyond what we do see Those VVorks of thine Lord can unfold Or do make known of thee 6 Here we may see the Father clear And Son in glory shine Here doth the Holy Ghost appear And all alike divine The Second Part. 1 A Glass that 's true doth represent A Man's own nat'ral Face But he away goes and forgets VVhat kind of Man he was 2 So they who only hear God's VVord And the same do not do The Holy Ghost to such compare Which doth their folly show 3 A Glass is us'd to dress the Head To put on their Attire Come dress your selves by this rare Glass To raise your beauty higher 4 Here you may see what still you want The which you must have on Here may you see how fair you be That Grace doth sweet adorn 5 You wanton Ones for shame leave off Your evil habits who Spend so much time in looking in Your Glasses Sinners know 6 Your Glasses will in the last day As Witnesses arise Against you in judgment severe Such folly in it lyes 7 That nothing can more hateful be Such precious time to spend To dress a filthy Head that must Be eat of Worms i' th' end 8 Whilst your poor Soul has nothing on But stinking Rags most vile And is neglected and forgot By you too all the while HYMN 87. Deut. 32. 2. My Doctrine shall drop aâ— the Rain 1 LOrd 't is a droughty time we see With us alas within Our moysture seems all dried up By Lust that fire of sin 2 O thou who dost command the Clouds Shall now thy Showers fall Shall Rain pour out on barren Hearts And Dews distill as small 3 Upon the sweet and tender Herb That so the one may be Made soft with Rain and th' other Refreshed be by thee 4 The Rain falls at thy dread Command A Shower here and there 'T is as thou dost O Lord appoint That we of Blessings share 5 That we enjoy thy precious Word Whilst others barren lye Who hardly have one drop of Rain Their wants for to supply 1 The former Rain was poured out It was a mighty shower So shall the latter Rain come down Before this day is o'er 2 A little at one time again We have a little more Thus doth thy Word like unto Rain Refresh thy blessed Poor 3 Rain makes the Earth both fresh green And ev'ry thing to grow 'T is by thy Word and Spirit Lord We thrive and flourish do 4 There 's none can stop the Rain that falls If thou Commission give Thy Word shall come upon us all Thy Grace shall make us live 5 Let sin and Devil do their worst Thy Word shall not return Unto thee empty it prosper shall For thy Will must be done The Third Part. 1 Thy Ministers are like to Clouds Who do the Rain retain Of them thou dost make equal use To pour it out again 2 O let us then cry unto God His Clouds may all be full Not empty ones which hold no Rain But do deceive the Soul 3 And pray that we may always have Rain as we do it need That Grace may grow and in us all Spring up like to choice Seed 4 And praise the glorious God above Who doth such Blessings send If we his Mercies do improve Our days will
in misery In shame and in disgrace 5 God is the Fountain of all Good Of Life of Light and peace They then must needs be wretched all Who are depriv'd of these 6 Unto a dreadful burning Lake All on a fiery flame Hell is compared wo to them Who once do feel the same HYMN 146. The Second Part. 1 NO light but darkness there doth dwell No peace but horror strange Ah! they who once do come to Hell Will find a dismal châ—nge 2 A fiery Lake a Furnace hot A Burning Oven too It is compared in God's Word And thither Sinners go 3 And further God to shew their state Who in their sins do die Compares it to burning Brimstone To shew their misery 4 And as a stinking steam and smoak Of Brimstone bad does smell And blinds the Eyes and Stomach choaks So are the pangs of Hell 5 To see a Sea of Brimstone burn Would it you not affright But they whom God to Hell doth turn Are in a worser plight 6 This burning cannot quenched be No not with Tears of Blood No mournful groans in misery Will there do any good 7 O damned Sinners see your fate The Day of Grace is done Repentance now is much too late All mercy 's fled and gone The Second Part. 1 Pet. 3. 19. The Spirits in Prison 1 Hell also in another place Is call'd a Prison too And all to shew the woful case Of such sin doth undo 2 Which Prison with its Lock and Barrs Of God's lasting Decree Will hold them fast O how this marrs All thoughts of being free 3 Out of these brazen Barrs may they The Saints in glory see But this will not their grief allay But to them torment be 4 Those Chains that darkness on them hangs Still ratling in their Ears Creates within them heavy pangs And still augments their Tears 6 Thus hopeless of all remedy They dyingly do sink Into the Jaws of Misery And Seas of Sorrows drink 6 For being fill'd on every fide With helplesness and grief Headlong into despair they slide Bereft of all relief The Third Part. Hell a bottomless Pit 1 And Hell also is call'd a Pit Prepar'd for those that die The Second Death a term most fit To shew their misery 2 A Pit that 's bottomless is this A Gulph of grief and woe A Dungeon which they cannot miss That will them quite undo 3 Thus without stay they always sink Thus fainting till they fail Despair they up like water drink These Prisoners have no Bail 4 Here meets them now that Worm that gnaws And plucks their Bowels out The pit too on them shuts her Jaws This dreadful is no doubt 5 This ghastly Worm is guilt of sin Which on their Conscience feeds With Vipers Teeth both sharp and keen Whereat it sorely bleeds 6 This Worm is sed by memory Which strictly brings to mind All things done in their Body here As we in Scripture find 7 Their Conscience is the Slaughter-shop There hangs the Axe and Knife 'T is there the Worm doth them torment With most egregious strife 8 They sooner may drink up the Sea Than shake off these their fears Or make another in one day As big 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 laud 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
King VVho strives our Souls to save 5 Our Enemies the Light do hate And fain wou'd once again Suppress the Gospel as or late O 't is their bitter pain 6 To see how Light and Truth breaks out But this is Lord our joy Arise and put them to the rout Who would thy Truth destroy 7 And we thy Praises will sing forth And laud thy Name therefore O let thy Word shine through the Earth Now and for evermore HYMN 158. The joyful Sound 1 WHo hath or doth O Lord believe Thâ— Report which thou hast given Many will hear â—but few receive Thâ— joyful News from Heaven 2 The joyful Sound that 's spread abroad There 's few which it do mind For though they have it often heard Yet not with hearts inclin'd 3 To that which is most truly good They have no mind at all But contrar'wise despise thy Word And do contemn thy Call 4 But unto some thou dost make known Thy glorious power divine And these are they that thou dost own And callest also thine 5 They do believe and also fear They love and do obey They cleave to thee and are sincere And follow thee alway 6 And them dost thou with Blessings crown They sing to thee therefore And hence it is thou dost them own And wilt for evermore HYMN 159. Psal. 23. 3. The Sinners Soul restored 1 'T Is thou O Lord who dost restore Our Souls which went astray And had been lost for evermore Hadst thou not found a way 2 For to recover us again By sending of thy Son Under thy wrath we should have lain And ever been undone 3 Our sin and sickness was so sore Nothing could do us good Nor life unto our Souls restore But the Physicians Blood 4 Our case was sad woful indeed If it we did but know Thou therefore sentst thy Son to bleed Such bowels didst thou show 5 That he for us and in our stead Thy dreadful wrath did bear That of his Flesh our Souls might seed Lost strength for to repair 6 Therefore we sing Lord unto thee And well indeed may they Who by thy Grace now quickned be And set in the right way 7 Unto eternal happiness Whose Souls thou dost restore They all praise thee Lord more or less And shall for evermore HYMN 160. The Godly Man's Soul restored 1 A Godly Man may greatly fall But thou Lord wilt restore His Soul again and so he shall Stand faster than before 2 He under sin long shall not lye Before he doth revive And whilst he 's down his Soul doth cry And greatly does he strive 3 Against all sin and it does hate And fain would he get clear Of every sin and evil thing To shew he is sincere 4 But wicked Men do make a trade Of sinning ev'ry day Their hearts are carnal and so hard Sins motions they obey 5 And in them also it doth reign And they in it delight Hence under wrath they do remain Being odious in thy sight 6 All praise to God the Lord above We find it otherwise That sin we hate and thee do love And thy sweet favour prize 7 Good Men cannot contented be Unless restor'd again And thy most precious sace do see And pardon do obtain 8 All glory to thy gracious Name We give to thee therefore And do resolve for to proclaim Thy praise for evermore HYMN 161. Psal. 23. 3. The glorious restauration of the Soul 1 THe Restoration of the Soul It is the work alone Of thy own Grace O God most high Which to us is made known 2 Thy wisdom and thy power divine And mercy infinite In equal glory Lord doth shine Hereby in all Mens sight 3 If thou hadst not stretch'd out thy hand Our Souls thus to restore We must have lain in Satan's band O Lord for evermore 4 But are our Souls restor'd indeed And rais'd to life again And from eternal death so freed Shall never feel that pain 5 And shall also preserved be Unto eternal bliss Well may such sing continually What comfort Lord like this 6 What ground of joy and gladness's here We 'll raise thy praise therefore For all restored Souls shall sing To thee for evermore The Second Part. The Sinner's misery and the Saints glory 1 Sad was the Loss Man did sustain By his most dismal Fall God's Image marr'd his Soul deprav'd And brought into great thrall 2 Defil'd wounded and naked made And dead in sin did lie Thus did his glory at once fade Through his iniquity 3 Bound in strong Bonds in Satan's Chains His Eyes put out also He wickedly his God disdains To him a cursed Foe 4 For in the mind such enmity Is there in each vile one That they resist thee day and night And bid thee to be gone 5 But yet such Grace didst thou extend To such a filthy Foe As to send Christ thy only Son The Devil to o'rethrow 6 And Man redeem with stretch'd out Hand Thy Image to restore And heal his wounds and make him see Who was so blind before 7 Into sweet Union with thy self Thou taâ—â—st him once again And he in thine own Bosom 's laid Thâ— Enmity being slain 8 From sickness he 's recovered From bondage quite ser free He lives again who once was dead And dearly now loves thee 9 Well may this cause all Souls to sing Who thus restored be For unto them Lord from hence springs Joy to eternity HYMN 163. The precious Promises 1 A Happy Soul O Lord is he Who Union has with thee Th' Promises to him are given Which sweet and precious be 2 Lord when thou giv'st thy self to us Promises are precious But never till we did believe Could we e're find them thus 3 All praise to God the Lord on high And to Christ who did die To purchase for us Blessings store To all Eternity 4 We now therefore O Lord will sing Unto our glorious King From whence the precious Promises Of Grace to us doe spring 5 What precious Blessings do we see Who interest have in thee And shall be happy evermore Unto eternity HYMN 164. A Hymn of Praise after the Sacrament 1 HAlleluja O happy day That ever Christ was born And happy we that e're we see This everlasting Morn 2 Bless'd be the Lamb that hither came To be a Sacrifice 'T is by thy Blood we have all good In thee all Blessings lyes 3 Our Bands to break thou didst them take And with them thou wast bound God's Cords we burst thou wast acurst To heal our grievous Wound 4 For us he dy'd being crucify'd Sustain'd that cruel death Wast broke with grief us'd as a Thief And gave up his sweet breath 5 His Grave was made and Body laid With the rich and unjust His Honour high despis'd did lye All cover'd up in Dust. 6 Admirable sight a love most bright Never the like was seen That one so high so low should lye Vile Wretches to redeem â—Mongst Men what one wou'd e're have gone His Son thus