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           THE
           Banquetting-House
           ,
           OR
           ,
           A
           Feast
           of
           Fat
           Things
           :
           A
           Divine
           POEM
           .
           Opening
           many
           Sacred
           Scripture
           Mysteries
           .
           Profitable
           for
           all
           who
           would
           attain
           to
           the
           Saving
           Knowledge
           of
           GOD
           and
           of
           JESUS
           CHRIST
           :
           AND
           Sufficient
           to
           fill
           the
           Soul
           with
           Joy
           ,
           and
           to
           Ravish
           the
           Hearts
           of
           all
           True
           Christians
           .
        
         
           Written
           By
           
             BENJAMIN
             KEACH
          
           ,
           Author
           of
           
             War
             with
             the
             Devil
          
           .
        
         
           LONDON
           ,
           Printed
           by
           
             J.
             A.
          
           for
           
             H.
             Barnard
          
           at
           the
           Bible
           in
           the
           Poultrey
           ,
           1692.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           TO
           THE
           READER
           .
        
         
           
             READER
             ,
          
        
         
           IT
           may
           not
           be
           unnecessary
           if
           I
           acquaint
           thee
           with
           the
           chief
           design
           of
           my
           publishing
           these
           
             Sacred
             Hymns
          
           .
           I
           have
           three
           sorts
           of
           Persons
           in
           my
           Eye
           to
           whom
           I
           recommend
           them
           .
        
         
           First
           ,
           Such
           who
           like
           and
           approve
           of
           Books
           in
           Verse
           which
           treat
           of
           Divine
           Things
           ,
           and
           would
           gladly
           have
           a
           little
           help
           in
           order
           to
           the
           understanding
           of
           
             Metaphorical
             Scripture
          
           ;
           who
           
           cannot
           also
           well
           spare
           so
           much
           Money
           as
           to
           purchase
           larger
           Volumes
           ;
           the
           Folio
           I
           put
           forth
           some
           years
           ago
           ,
           call'd
           ,
           
             A
             Key
             to
             open
             Scripture
             Metaphors
             ,
          
           being
           near
           Twenty
           Shillings
           price
           ,
           comes
           into
           but
           a
           very
           few
           Peoples
           hands
           :
           Besides
           ,
           the
           Impression
           will
           soon
           be
           gone
           (
           as
           far
           as
           I
           can
           gather
           )
           and
           't
           is
           not
           like
           to
           be
           reprinted
           any
           more
           .
           Now
           in
           this
           small
           Tract
           I
           can
           assure
           you
           is
           contained
           great
           part
           of
           the
           principal
           things
           under
           divers
           Metaphors
           opened
           in
           that
           Book
           ,
           though
           they
           are
           there
           more
           largely
           insisted
           on
           .
           I
           do
           not
           judge
           all
           those
           Hymns
           I
           have
           taken
           from
           Metaphorical
           or
           Tropical
           Scriptures
           ,
           are
           
           proper
           to
           be
           sung
           ;
           nor
           are
           they
           here
           recommended
           to
           that
           end
           ,
           some
           of
           them
           being
           Historical
           ,
           as
           part
           of
           
             Hymn
             92.
             pag.
          
           129
           ,
           130.
           and
           some
           others
           ,
           containing
           Matter
           of
           Controversie
           ;
           nor
           do
           I
           think
           those
           concerning
           Hell
           so
           suitable
           to
           be
           sung
           ;
           yet
           I
           doubt
           not
           but
           they
           may
           be
           all
           of
           use
           to
           the
           Reader
           ,
           all
           being
           congruous
           with
           God's
           Word
           ,
           and
           according
           to
           the
           analogy
           of
           Faith.
           
        
         
           The
           
             Second
             sort
          
           are
           ,
           Parents
           and
           
             Masters
             of
             Families
          
           ,
           I
           am
           perswaded
           ,
           with
           the
           Blessing
           of
           God
           ,
           this
           Book
           may
           prove
           of
           great
           advantage
           to
           their
           Children
           ,
           who
           generally
           are
           taken
           with
           Verse
           ,
           and
           are
           much
           addicted
           
           to
           learn
           such
           Songs
           and
           Ballads
           which
           generally
           tend
           to
           corrupt
           Youth
           ;
           and
           't
           is
           a
           shame
           to
           godly
           Christians
           they
           should
           suffer
           their
           Children
           to
           learn
           many
           of
           them
           ;
           but
           since
           Singing
           is
           God's
           Ordinance
           ,
           I
           mean
           ,
           to
           
             sing
             Psalms
             ,
             and
             Hymns
             ,
             and
             Spiritual
             Songs
             ,
          
           't
           is
           doubtless
           their
           duty
           to
           instruct
           them
           therein
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           to
           teach
           them
           to
           read
           ;
           and
           by
           learning
           
             Sacred
             Hymns
          
           ,
           they
           may
           be
           taken
           ,
           before
           their
           Parents
           are
           aware
           ,
           with
           the
           Matter
           therein
           contained
           (
           as
           divers
           have
           ,
           through
           the
           Blessing
           of
           God
           ,
           as
           I
           have
           been
           oft
           inform'd
           ,
           by
           reading
           that
           small
           Poem
           ,
           called
           
             War
             with
             the
             Devil
          
           ,
           )
           and
           some
           others
           .
           Youth
           are
           generally
           
           inclin'd
           to
           Poetry
           ,
           and
           as
           one
           of
           the
           Ancients
           excellently
           observes
           ,
           
             The
             Holy
             Ghost
             seeing
             the
             Souls
             of
             Mankind
             strugling
             in
             the
             way
             of
             Godliness
             ,
             and
             being
             inclined
             to
             the
             Delights
             of
             this
             Life
             ,
             hath
             mixed
             the
             power
             of
             his
             Doctrine
             with
             sweet
             Singing
             ,
             that
             whilst
             the
             Soul
             was
             melted
             with
             the
             sweetness
             of
             the
             Verse
             ,
             the
             Divine
             Word
             might
             the
             better
             be
             grafted
             with
             profit
             .
          
        
         
           Now
           these
           Hymns
           being
           short
           ,
           Children
           will
           soon
           get
           them
           by
           heart
           ,
           as
           also
           full
           of
           varieties
           ,
           and
           if
           instructed
           to
           sing
           ,
           they
           may
           be
           the
           more
           affected
           with
           the
           matter
           ,
           and
           receive
           the
           greater
           advantage
           .
        
         
         
           The
           
             Third
             sort
          
           are
           ,
           those
           godly
           Christians
           who
           know
           't
           is
           their
           indispensible
           duty
           to
           sing
           Psalms
           and
           Hymns
           ,
           &c.
           not
           only
           in
           their
           Families
           ,
           but
           in
           the
           publick
           Congregation
           ,
           yet
           do
           not
           think
           divers
           Psalms
           do
           so
           well
           suit
           with
           Christians
           under
           the
           Gospel
           ,
           as
           other
           Scripture
           .
           Hymns
           do
           ,
           and
           divers
           worthy
           Ministers
           of
           the
           Baptized-way
           ,
           thô
           choice
           Preachers
           ,
           and
           fully
           satisfied
           in
           singing
           the
           Praises
           of
           God
           ,
           yet
           may
           not
           have
           Judgment
           to
           compose
           Hymns
           ,
           every
           Man
           having
           his
           particular
           Gift
           of
           God
           ,
           and
           therefore
           have
           desired
           divers
           Scripture-Hymns
           and
           select
           Psalms
           might
           be
           published
           ;
           and
           indeed
           ,
           had
           I
           not
           been
           put
           upon
           this
           
           Work
           ,
           I
           am
           perswaded
           I
           had
           not
           undertook
           it
           ,
           or
           at
           the
           least
           not
           so
           soon
           .
        
         
           Moreover
           ,
           many
           Christians
           had
           rather
           have
           those
           Hymns
           we
           sing
           in
           our
           publick
           Assemblies
           printed
           ,
           that
           so
           they
           might
           the
           better
           know
           them
           ,
           and
           examine
           the
           matter
           therein
           contained
           ,
           to
           see
           whether
           they
           do
           agree
           with
           the
           Word
           of
           Christ
           ,
           and
           likewise
           the
           better
           sing
           them
           with
           understanding
           .
           And
           't
           is
           not
           unknown
           what
           a
           multitude
           of
           godly
           Friends
           have
           desired
           to
           have
           me
           write
           them
           out
           several
           of
           those
           Hymns
           that
           have
           upon
           divers
           occasions
           been
           sung
           in
           some
           particular
           Congregations
           .
           Now
           to
           prevent
           that
           trouble
           ,
           
           and
           to
           satisfie
           them
           ,
           I
           promis'd
           to
           Print
           the
           most
           of
           those
           Hymns
           ,
           and
           so
           have
           done
           ,
           as
           they
           will
           find
           them
           in
           the
           latter
           part
           of
           this
           Tract
           .
           If
           any
           desire
           in
           such
           a
           Book
           to
           have
           no
           Hymns
           but
           such
           that
           are
           proper
           to
           be
           sung
           in
           Congregations
           ,
           in
           the
           next
           Impression
           ,
           if
           God
           spare
           my
           Life
           ,
           I
           shall
           endeavour
           to
           answer
           their
           request
           .
        
         
           Had
           I
           not
           wrote
           so
           lately
           in
           Justification
           of
           pre-composed
           Hymns
           taken
           out
           of
           God's
           Word
           ,
           I
           should
           have
           spoken
           fully
           to
           it
           here
           .
           We
           are
           exhorted
           to
           
             sing
             Psalms
             ,
             Hymns
             ,
             and
             Spiritual
             Songs
             ,
          
           and
           since
           we
           have
           none
           left
           in
           Form
           in
           the
           Scripture
           ,
           it
           follows
           ,
           that
           those
           who
           God
           hath
           gifted
           
           that
           way
           ,
           ought
           to
           compose
           them
           ;
           for
           a
           Hymn
           or
           Song
           cannot
           be
           without
           its
           Form.
           Certainly
           God
           doth
           not
           enjoyn
           a
           Duty
           on
           us
           ,
           that
           he
           hath
           not
           left
           sufficient
           Rule
           how
           to
           come
           at
           it
           ,
           nor
           have
           we
           any
           ground
           to
           expect
           the
           extraordinary
           Gift
           any
           more
           .
        
         
           Nor
           is
           there
           ,
           as
           I
           have
           lately
           shewn
           ,
           any
           more
           reason
           to
           object
           against
           compiling
           
             Sacred
             Hymns
          
           to
           be
           sung
           out
           of
           the
           Word
           of
           Christ
           ,
           than
           there
           is
           to
           object
           against
           pre-compiled
           Sermons
           that
           are
           to
           be
           preached
           ,
           though
           I
           am
           satisfied
           the
           Lord
           doth
           enjoyn
           his
           Churches
           to
           sing
           the
           
             Psalms
             of
             David
          
           ,
           both
           in
           Eph.
           5.
           19.
           
           Col.
           3.
           16.
           we
           reading
           ,
           of
           
           no
           other
           Psalms
           but
           the
           
             Book
             of
             Psalms
          
           ;
           so
           by
           Hymns
           and
           Spiritual
           Songs
           I
           see
           no
           reason
           to
           doubt
           but
           he
           intends
           all
           
             Sacred
             Hymns
             ,
             &c.
          
           taken
           out
           of
           the
           holy
           Scripture
           by
           the
           help
           of
           God's
           Spirit
           .
           Mr.
           Marlow
           cites
           a
           Passage
           out
           of
           Learned
           Ainsworth
           ,
           as
           if
           he
           favoured
           his
           Notion
           of
           Praising
           God
           only
           without
           Vocal
           Singing
           ;
           yet
           I
           have
           lately
           met
           with
           a
           Book
           of
           that
           worthy
           Man
           on
           the
           
             Psalms
             of
             David
          
           ,
           where
           I
           find
           him
           speaking
           thus
           ,
           
             These
             Psalms
          
           (
           saith
           he
           )
           
             have
             ever
             since
             by
             the
             Church
             of
          
           Israel
           ,
           
             by
             Christ
             and
             his
             Apostles
             ,
             and
             by
             the
             Saints
          
           in
           all
           Ages
           ,
           
             been
             received
             and
             honoured
             as
             the
             Oracles
             of
             God
             ,
             cited
             for
             Confirmation
             of
             true
             Religion
             ,
             and
             sung
             in
             the
             publsck
          
           
           
             Assemblies
             (
             as
             in
             God's
             Temple
             )
             where
             they
             sung
             Praises
             unto
             the
             Lord
             with
             the
             words
             of
          
           David
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           'T
           is
           a
           hard
           case
           that
           any
           Christian
           should
           object
           against
           that
           Duty
           which
           Christ
           and
           his
           Apostles
           ,
           and
           the
           Saints
           in
           all
           Ages
           in
           their
           publick
           Assemblies
           were
           found
           in
           the
           practice
           of
           ;
           but
           't
           is
           no
           easie
           thing
           to
           break
           People
           off
           of
           a
           mistaken
           Notion
           ,
           and
           an
           old
           Prejudice
           taken
           up
           against
           a
           precious
           Truth
           of
           Christ.
           The
           Lord
           will
           ,
           I
           hope
           ,
           satisfie
           all
           his
           People
           about
           this
           heavenly
           Ordinance
           in
           due
           time
           ,
           and
           they
           shall
           not
           call
           it
           a
           Carnal
           nor
           a
           Formal
           thing
           any
           more
           ,
           nor
           cry
           out
           ,
           '
           
             T
             is
             as
             bad
             as
             Common-Prayer
          
           .
           I
           must
           tell
           them
           ,
           if
           
             Common-Prayer
             ▪
          
           
           lay
           under
           Sacred
           Institution
           in
           the
           
             New
             Testament
          
           ,
           as
           Singing
           of
           Psalms
           and
           Hymns
           doth
           ,
           I
           should
           as
           freely
           embrace
           that
           :
           But
           whereas
           the
           one
           is
           Humane
           ,
           so
           the
           other
           is
           Divine
           ,
           that
           is
           ,
           ordained
           and
           commanded
           of
           God
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           practised
           by
           Christ
           and
           his
           Disciples
           ,
           and
           by
           the
           Saints
           in
           all
           Ages
           .
        
         
           But
           not
           to
           trouble
           you
           any
           further
           ,
           if
           the
           Lord
           be
           pleased
           to
           bless
           the
           labour
           and
           pains
           I
           have
           taken
           ,
           give
           him
           the
           Glory
           ,
           and
           let
           your
           poor
           Brother
           have
           a
           part
           in
           your
           Prayers
           ,
           who
           is
           still
        
         
           
             Yours
             to
             serve
             you
             in
             the
             Gospel
             ,
             B.
             KEACH
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           THE
           TABLE
           OF
           CONTENTS
           .
        
         
           
             
               
                  
              
               
                 Hymns
              
               
                 Parts
                 in
                 each
                 Hymn
              
               
                 Page
              
            
             
               
                 GOD
                 a
                 Father
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 0
              
               
                 3
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 a
                 Portion
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 5
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 the
                 Saints
                 Dwelling
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 7
              
            
             
               
                 Storm
                 a
                 coming
              
               
                 0
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 9
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 a
                 Husbandman
              
               
                 4
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 10
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 the
                 chief
                 Builder
              
               
                 5
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 12
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 a
                 Man
                 of
                 War
              
               
                 6
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 16
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 a
                 strong
                 Tower
              
               
                 7
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 18
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 like
                 a
                 Giant
              
               
                 8
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 20
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 compared
                 to
                 a
                 Potter
              
               
                 9
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 22
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 compared
                 to
                 a
                 Lyon
              
               
                 10
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 23
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 like
                 a
                 Moth
              
               
                 11
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 25
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 as
                 a
                 travelling
                 Woman
              
               
                 12
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 27
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 a
                 consuming
                 Fire
              
               
                 13
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 28
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 everlasting
                 Arms
              
               
                 14
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 30
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 a
                 Sun
                 and
                 Shield
              
               
                 15
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 32
              
            
             
               
                 God
                 our
                 Refuge
              
               
                 16
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 33
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Mediator
              
               
                 17
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 35
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Christ
                 a
                 Surety
              
               
                 18
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 38
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Surety
              
               
                 19
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 40
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Bridegroom
              
               
                 20
              
               
                 6
              
               
                 42
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Image
                 of
                 God
              
               
                 21
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 48
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Physician
              
               
                 22
              
               
                 4
              
               
                 50
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Testator
              
               
                 23
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 54
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 like
                 a
                 Roe
              
               
                 24
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 56
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 true
                 Door
              
               
                 25
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 57
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 God's
                 Servant
              
               
                 26
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 58
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 King
              
               
                 27
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 61
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Lyon
              
               
                 28
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 64
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 High-Priest
              
               
                 29
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 67
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 good
                 Shepherd
              
               
                 30
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 70
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Way
              
               
                 31
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 71
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Rock
              
               
                 32
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 74
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Fountain
              
               
                 33
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 76
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Head
              
               
                 34
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 79
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Lamb
                 of
                 God
              
               
                 35
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 81
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Branch
              
               
                 36
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 83
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Prophet
              
               
                 37
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 86
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Garment
                 sanctified
              
               
                 38
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 87
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 an
                 Advocate
              
               
                 38
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 90
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Bread
                 of
                 Life
              
               
                 39
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 94
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Sun
                 of
                 Righteousness
              
               
                 40
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 96
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Root
              
               
                 41
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 100
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 an
                 Embassador
              
               
                 43
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 102
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Heir
                 of
                 all
                 things
              
               
                 44
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 107
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 true
                 Witness
              
               
                 45
              
               
                 8
              
               
                 109
              
            
             
               
                 Christ's
                 Name
                 Wonderful
              
               
                 47
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 118
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Counselior
              
               
                 48
              
               
                 6
              
               
                 121
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Foundation
              
               
                 49
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 127
              
            
             
               
                 Christ's
                 Bowels
                 ,
                 by
                 the
                 Hen
              
               
                 50
              
               
                 ●
              
               
                 131
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Refiner
              
               
                 51
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 133
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 as
                 an
                 Eagle
              
               
                 52
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 135
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 a
                 Captain
              
               
                 53
              
               
                 4
              
               
                 136
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Christ
                 the
                 Morning-Star
              
               
                 54
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 140
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 comes
                 as
                 a
                 Thief
              
               
                 55
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 141
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 desire
                 of
                 all
                 Nations
              
               
                 56
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 142
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Prince
                 of
                 Peace
              
               
                 57
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 143
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Judge
                 of
                 all
              
               
                 58
              
               
                 5
              
               
                 145
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 the
                 Saints
                 Wedding
                 Garment
              
               
                 60
              
               
                 4
              
               
                 150
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 all
                 and
                 in
                 all
              
               
                 61
              
               
                 5
              
               
                 150
              
            
             
               
                 62
              
            
             
               
                 63
              
            
             
               
                 64
              
            
             
               
                 65
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 a
                 Comsorter
              
               
                 67
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 165
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 like
                 the
                 Wind
              
               
                 68
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 168
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 like
                 Fire
              
               
                 69
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 170
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 like
                 Oyl
              
               
                 70
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 173
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 an
                 Earnest
              
               
                 71
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 174
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 a
                 Seal
              
               
                 72
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 177
              
            
             
               
                 Grieve
                 not
                 the
                 Spirit
              
               
                 73
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 178
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 a
                 Witness
              
               
                 74
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 180
              
            
             
               
                 Sprit
                 as
                 a
                 River
              
               
                 75
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 181
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 like
                 Water
              
               
                 76
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 184
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 a
                 Teacher
              
               
                 77
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 186
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 like
                 a
                 Dove
              
               
                 78
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 188
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 a
                 Guide
              
               
                 79
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 190
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 of
                 God
                 a
                 Lamp
              
               
                 80
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 193
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 better
                 than
                 Gold
              
               
                 81
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 195
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 like
                 Milk
              
               
                 82
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 197
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 like
                 strong
                 Meat
              
               
                 83
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 199
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 sweeter
                 than
                 Honey
              
               
                 84
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 201
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 a
                 Sword
              
               
                 85
              
               
                 4
              
               
                 203
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 as
                 a
                 Glass
              
               
                 86
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 207
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 like
                 Rain
              
               
                 87
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 210
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 like
                 Dew
              
               
                 88
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 213
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 like
                 Treasure
              
               
                 89
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 214
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 like
                 Fire
              
               
                 90
              
               
                 4
              
               
                 217
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Word
                 like
                 a
                 Hammer
              
               
                 91
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 221
              
            
             
               
                 Scripture
                 of
                 divine
                 Authority
              
               
                 92
              
               
                 6
              
               
                 224
              
            
             
               
                 Scripture
                 can't
                 be
                 broken
              
               
                 93
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 230
              
            
             
               
                 Word
                 settled
                 in
                 Heaven
              
               
                 94
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 231
              
            
             
               
                 Power
                 of
                 Scripture
              
               
                 95
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 233
              
            
             
               
                 Search
                 the
                 Scripture
              
               
                 96
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 234
              
            
             
               
                 Excellency
                 of
                 the
                 Gospel
              
               
                 97
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 235
              
            
             
               
                 Grace
                 like
                 Salt
              
               
                 98
              
               
                 5
              
               
                 237
              
            
             
               
                 Grace
                 a
                 Girdle
              
               
                 99
              
               
                 6
              
               
                 142
              
            
             
               
                 Grace
                 a
                 Breast-plate
              
               
                 100
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 248
              
            
             
               
                 Grace
                 of
                 Faith
                 a
                 Shield
              
               
                 101
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 250
              
            
             
               
                 Try'd
                 Faith
                 better
                 than
                 Gold
              
               
                 102
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 251
              
            
             
               
                 Hope
                 an
                 Helmet
              
               
                 103
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 253
              
            
             
               
                 Hope
                 an
                 Anchor
              
               
                 104
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 254
              
            
             
               
                 Love
                 strong
                 as
                 Death
              
               
                 105
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 256
              
            
             
               
                 Baptism
                 a
                 Burial
              
               
                 106
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 258
              
            
             
               
                 Six
                 Principles
              
               
                 107
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 259
              
            
             
               
                 Christ
                 our
                 Passover
              
               
                 108
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 262
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 Watchers
              
               
                 109
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 263
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 Morning-Stars
              
               
                 110
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 265
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 Sons
                 of
                 God
              
               
                 111
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 267
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 God's
                 Hosts
              
               
                 112
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 268
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 4
                 Faces
                 ,
                 a
                 Man
                 ,
                 a
                 Lion
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
               
                 113
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 269
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 like
                 Flames
                 of
                 Fire
              
               
                 114
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 270
              
            
             
               
                 Angels
                 like
                 Horses
                 ,
                 red
                 ,
                 white
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
               
                 115
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 271
              
            
             
               
                 Spirit
                 of
                 Man
                 a
                 Candle
              
               
                 116
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 272
              
            
             
               
                 Conscience
                 a
                 Witness
              
               
                 117
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 273
              
            
             
               
                 Conscience
                 a
                 Witness
              
               
                 118
              
               
                 3
              
               
                 276
              
            
             
               
                 Church
                 of
                 God
                 a
                 City
              
               
                 119
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 277
              
            
             
               
                 Church
                 a
                 Vineyard
              
               
                 120
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 281
              
            
             
               
                 Church
                 a
                 Body
              
               
                 121
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 283
              
            
             
               
                 Church
                 a
                 Bush
                 on
                 Fire
              
               
                 122
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 285
              
            
             
               
                 Church
                 like
                 Golden
                 Candleflicks
              
               
                 123
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 286
              
            
             
               
                 Church
                 a
                 Flock
              
               
                 124
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 287
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 like
                 a
                 Worm
              
               
                 125
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 288
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Man
                 as
                 a
                 Shadow
              
               
                 126
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 289
              
            
             
               
                 ●aints
                 Heirs
              
               
                 127
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 290
              
            
             
               
                 ●aints
                 Runners
              
               
                 128
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 291
              
            
             
               
                 ●aitns
                 Pilgrims
              
               
                 129
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 293
              
            
             
               
                 Afflictions
                 a
                 Rod
              
               
                 130
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 294
              
            
             
               
                 Afflictions
                 Darkness
              
               
                 131
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 295
              
            
             
               
                 Afflictions
                 a
                 Storm
              
               
                 132
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 296
              
            
             
               
                 Afflictions
                 Floods
              
               
                 133
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 297
              
            
             
               
                 Afflictions
                 as
                 Waves
              
               
                 134
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 298
              
            
             
               
                 ●o
                 day
                 if
                 you
                 will
                 hear
              
               
                 135
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 299
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 bruised
                 Reed
              
               
                 136
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 300
              
            
             
               
                 Death
                 like
                 Seed
                 sown
              
               
                 137
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 301
              
            
             
               
                 Dead
                 asleep
              
               
                 138
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 302
              
            
             
               
                 Death
                 a
                 departure
              
               
                 139
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 303
              
            
             
               
                 Morning
                 of
                 Resurrection
              
               
                 140
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 304
              
            
             
               
                 Great
                 Assize
              
               
                 141
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 305
              
            
             
               
                 ●rown
                 of
                 Glory
              
               
                 142
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 306
              
            
             
               
                 ●aints
                 Rise
                 glorious
              
               
                 143
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 307
              
            
             
               
                 Hell
                 a
                 Furnace
                 of
                 Fire
              
               
                 145
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 310
              
            
             
               
                 Hell
                 a
                 Lake
                 of
                 Fire
              
               
                 146
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 311
              
            
             
               
                 Hell
                 a
                 bottomless
                 Pit
              
               
                 147
              
               
                 2
              
               
                 312
              
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           A
           TABLE
           of
           select
           Hymns
           and
           Psalms
           on
           several
           Occasions
           ,
           as
           they
           have
           been
           sung
           in
           divers
           Congregations
           .
        
         
           
             
               
                  
              
               
                 Hymns
              
               
                 Parts
              
               
                 Page
              
            
             
               
                 SIN
                 laid
                 on
                 Christ
              
               
                 147
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 313
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 Good
                 Physician
              
               
                 148
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 314
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 Banquetting-House
              
               
                 149
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 315
              
            
             
               
                 Divine
                 Wrath
              
               
                 150
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 316
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 Bread
                 of
                 Life
              
               
                 151
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 317
              
            
             
               
                 Saints
                 die
                 with
                 Christ
              
               
                 152
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 318
              
            
             
               
                 Joy
                 in
                 Heaven
              
               
                 153
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 319
              
            
             
               
                 Great
                 Goodness
                 laid
                 up
                 and
                 wrought
              
               
                 154
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 320
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Feast
                 of
                 Fat
                 things
              
               
                 155
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 321
              
            
             
               
                 Goodness
                 wrought
              
               
                 156
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 322
              
            
             
               
                 Gospel
                 the
                 power
                 of
                 God
              
               
                 157
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 823
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 joyful
                 Sound
              
               
                 158
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 324
              
            
             
               
                 Sinners
                 restored
              
               
                 159
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 325
              
            
             
               
                 Godly
                 restored
              
               
                 160
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 326
              
            
             
               
                 Glorious
                 Restoration
              
               
                 161
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 327
              
            
             
               
                 Sinners
                 misery
                 ,
                 Saints
                 glory
              
               
                 162
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 328
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 precious
                 Promises
              
               
                 163
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 329
              
            
             
               
                 Hymn
                 of
                 Praise
                 after
                 the
                 Sacrament
              
               
                 164
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 330
              
            
             
               
                 Man's
                 Impotency
              
               
                 165
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 331
              
            
             
               
                 Come
                 ye
                 to
                 the
                 Waters
              
               
                 166
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 332
              
            
             
               
                 Glorious
                 Light
                 shining
              
               
                 167
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 333
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 panting
                 Soul
              
               
                 168
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 334
              
            
             
               
                 Everlasting
                 rest
              
               
                 169
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 33●
              
            
             
               
                 Here
                 any
                 live
              
               
                 170
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 33●
              
            
             
               
                 What
                 shall
                 we
                 do
              
               
                 171
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 33●
              
            
             
               
                 Who
                 has
                 made
                 thee
                 to
                 differ
              
               
                 172
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 33●
              
            
             
               
                 If
                 the
                 Son
                 makes
                 you
                 free
              
               
                 175
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 33●
              
            
             
               
                 
                 ●●ter
                 a
                 Farewell
                 Sermon
              
               
                 174
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 339
              
            
             
               
                 ●hrist
                 knocks
                 at
                 the
                 Door
              
               
                 175
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 340
              
            
             
               
                 ●ootsteps
                 of
                 the
                 Flock
              
               
                 176
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 341
              
            
             
               
                 ●hrist
                 preached
              
               
                 177
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 342
              
            
             
               
                 ●onders
                 of
                 Grace
              
               
                 178
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 343
              
            
             
               
                 ●ymn
                 of
                 Thanksgiving
              
               
                 179
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 344
              
            
             
               
                 ●ower
                 of
                 Prayer
              
               
                 180
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 345
              
            
             
               
                 ●ai●ts
                 Safety
              
               
                 181
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 346
              
            
             
               
                 ●ll
                 praise
                 to
                 God
              
               
                 182
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 347
              
            
             
               
                 ●hey
                 shall
                 look
                 to
                 him
              
               
                 183
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 348
              
            
             
               
                 ●fter
                 a
                 Fit
                 of
                 Sickness
              
               
                 184
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 349
              
            
             
               
                 ●uy
                 Gold
                 tryed
              
               
                 185
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 350
              
            
             
               
                 ●eavenly
                 Feast
              
               
                 186
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 352
              
            
             
               
                 ●arvest
                 of
                 Joy
              
               
                 187
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 353
              
            
             
               
                 ●oful
                 Harvest
                 of
                 the
                 wicked
              
               
                 188
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 354
              
            
             
               
                 ●hrist's
                 Passion
              
               
                 190
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 355
              
            
             
               
                 ●or
                 wake
                 ye
                 Virgins
              
               
                 191
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 356
              
            
             
               
                 ●hrist's
                 Exhaltation
              
               
                 192
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 357
              
            
             
               
                 ●igns
                 of
                 the
                 Last
                 Day
              
               
                 193
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 358
              
            
             
               
                 ●●ay
                 of
                 Jubilee
              
               
                 194
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 359
              
            
             
               
                 ●ymn
                 of
                 Praise
              
               
                 195
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 360
              
            
             
               
                 ●leeding
                 Heart
              
               
                 196
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 361
              
            
             
               
                 ●●ings
                 done
                 for
                 us
              
               
                 197
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 362
              
            
             
               
                 ●hings
                 done
                 in
                 us
              
               
                 198
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 363
              
            
             
               
                 ●race
                 shining
              
               
                 199
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 363
              
            
             
               
                 ●read
                 indeed
              
               
                 200
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 364
              
            
             
               
                 ●east
                 of
                 Fat
                 things
              
               
                 201
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 365
              
            
             
               
                 ●nless
                 that
                 ye
                 believe
              
               
                 202
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 366
              
            
             
               
                 ●he
                 glorious
                 Gift
              
               
                 203
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 366
              
            
             
               
                 ●hrist
                 become
                 poor
              
               
                 204
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 367
              
            
             
               
                 ●ymn
                 of
                 Praise
              
               
                 205
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 368
              
            
             
               
                 ●he
                 blessed
                 Man
              
               
                 206
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 370
              
            
             
               
                 ●hrist's
                 Kingdom
              
               
                 207
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 371
              
            
             
               
                 ●aints
                 Security
              
               
                 208
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 372
              
            
             
               
                 ●rath
                 against
                 Persecutors
              
               
                 209
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 373
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Misery
                 of
                 the
                 wicked
              
               
                 210
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 374
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 spotless
                 Saint
              
               
                 211
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 374
              
            
             
               
                 Pastures
                 flourishing
              
               
                 212
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 375
              
            
             
               
                 Sion
                 repair'd
              
               
                 213
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 37●
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 perfect
                 Man
              
               
                 214
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 376
              
            
             
               
                 Prayers
                 answered
              
               
                 215
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 37●
              
            
             
               
                 Spiritual
                 Worshipper●
              
               
                 216
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 37●
              
            
             
               
                 Sacred
                 Pantings
              
               
                 217
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 37●
              
            
             
               
                 Sheep
                 of
                 God's
                 Pasture
              
               
                 218
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 38●
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Psalm
                 of
                 Praise
              
               
                 219
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 38●
              
            
             
               
                 Longings
                 for
                 good
                 Times
              
               
                 220
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 38●
              
            
             
               
                 Free
                 Pardon
              
               
                 221
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 38●
              
            
             
               
                 All
                 Creatures
                 to
                 praise
                 God.
                 
              
               
                 222
              
               
                 1
              
               
                 38●
              
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           
             Hymns
             
               to
               be
               sung
               as
               the
               25th
               .
            
             Psalm
             .
             
               
                 Hymn
                 59.
                 2d
                 .
                 Part.
                 Page
                 146.
                 
              
               
                 Hymns
                 63
                 ,
                 64.
                 7th
                 .
                 &
                 8th
                 .
                 Parts
                 .
                 Page
                 160
                 ,
                 161.
                 
              
            
          
           
             Hymns
             
               to
               be
               sung
               as
               the
               100dth
               .
            
             Psalm
             .
             
               
                 Hymn
                 20.
                 6th
                 .
                 Part.
                 Page
                 47.
                 
              
               
                 Hymn
                 62.
                 6th
                 .
                 Part.
                 Page
                 158
                 ,
                 159.
                 
              
               
                 Hymn
                 14.
                 
                 Page
                 270.
                 
              
               
                 Hymn
                 118.
                 3d.
                 &
                 4th
                 .
                 Part.
                 Page
                 276
                 ,
                 277.
                 
              
               
                 Hymn
                 222.
                 
                 Page
                 383.
                 
              
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           ERRATA
           .
        
         
           
             PAge
             34.
             
             Line
             19.
             add
             shall
             .
          
           
             Page
             41.
             
             Line
             17.
             r.
             Men.
             
          
           
             Page
             45.
             
             Line
             23.
             for
             Jesus
             r.
             ●ess
             .
          
           
             Page
             46.
             
             Line
             12.
             blot-out
             O.
             
          
           
             Page
             64.
             
             Line
             6.
             for
             weak
             r.
             ●eek
             .
          
           
             Page
             78.
             
             Line
             8.
             for
             likely
             r.
             leaky
             .
          
           
             Page
             156.
             
             Line
             15.
             blot
             out
             Lord.
             
          
           
             Page
             157.
             
             Line
             18.
             blot
             out
             do
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
         SPIRITUAL
         MELODY
         ,
         Containing
         Near
         Three
         Hundred
         .
         Sacred
         Hymns
         ,
         &c.
         
      
       
         
           PART
           I.
           
        
         
           
             THE
             INTRODUCTION
             .
          
           
             
               ALL
               praise
               be
               given
               to
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Who
               condescends
               so
               low
               ,
            
             
               For
               to
               unfold
               deep
               things
               to
               us
               ,
            
             
               By
               things
               which
               we
               do
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               Lord
               give
               us
               more
               Knowledge
               divine
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               Explain
               to
               us
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               may
               find
               those
               things
               of
               thine
            
             
               To
               be
               indeed
               precious
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Pour
               forth
               thy
               Spirit
               on
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Deep
               Mysteries
               to
               know
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               may
               find
               Grace
               in
               our
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               it
               also
               grow
               :
            
          
           
             
               And
               by
               it
               may
               be
               help'd
               alwayes
            
             
               Thy
               Praises
               to
               sing
               forth
               ,
            
             
               And
               live
               also
               unto
               thy
               praise
            
             
               Whilst
               we
               are
               on
               the
               Earth
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           I.
           SACRED
           HYMNS
           ,
           Setting
           forth
           The
           Glory
           and
           excellent
           Perfections
           of
           GOD
           the
           FATHER
           .
        
         
           
             HYMN
             ●
             .
          
           
             
               Math.
               5.
               16.
               
            
             
               Glorifie
               your
               Father
               which
               is
               in
               Heaven
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Father
               doth
               his
               Child
               beget
               ,
            
             
               So
               we
               begotten
               are
               ,
            
             
               By
               thy
               own
               Word
               and
               Spirit
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               thine
               Image
               bear
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               He
               likewise
               doth
               his
               Children
               cloath
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               them
               also
               love
               ;
            
             
               So
               thou
               most
               richly
               cloaths
               all
               such
            
             
               That
               are
               born
               from
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Father
               feeds
               and
               does
               protect
            
             
               Such
               who
               his
               Children
               be
               :
            
             
               So
               thou
               dost
               feed
               and
               save
               all
               those
            
             
               Who
               do
               belong
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               also
               doth
               delight
               in
               them
            
             
               Who
               him
               resemble
               do
               :
            
             
               To
               such
               who
               are
               most
               like
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               chief
               favour
               show
               .
            
          
           
             
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 A
                 Father
                 loves
                 his
                 Children
                 should
              
               
                 All
                 live
                 in
                 Unity
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 thou
                 delights
                 to
                 see
                 thy
                 Saints
              
               
                 Walk
                 in
                 sweet
                 Harmony
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 He
                 ever
                 does
                 o'relook
                 the
                 faults
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 he
                 in
                 them
                 does
                 spy
                 :
              
               
                 So
                 all
                 thy
                 People's
                 faults
                 likewise
              
               
                 Thou
                 dost
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 pass
                 by
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 a
                 high
                 honour
                 to
                 descend
              
               
                 From
                 such
                 who
                 Noble
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 Kings
                 Children
                 are
                 all
                 but
                 base
                 born
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 those
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 born
                 of
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Rich
                 Parents
                 may
                 soon
                 poor
                 be
                 made
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 they
                 do
                 die
                 :
              
               
                 Thou
                 Lord
                 art
                 rich
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 wilt
                 be
              
               
                 Unto
                 Eternity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 All
                 praise
                 and
                 glory
                 unto
                 God
              
               
                 Our
                 Father
                 ,
                 be
                 therefore
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 unto
                 Christ
                 that
                 ransom'd
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 Praise
                 for
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             2.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               73.
               26.
               
            
             
               God
               the
               Portion
               of
               his
               People
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Portion
               Lord
               thou
               didst
               design
            
             
               On
               thine
               for
               to
               bestow
               ;
            
             
               Nought
               didst
               thou
               think
               was
               good
               enough
            
             
               For
               them
               of
               things
               below
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Nor
               things
               in
               Heaven
               ,
               which
               excell
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               dost
               impart
               ,
            
             
               Thy self
               as
               the
               Portion
               alone
            
             
               Of
               all
               upright
               in
               Heart
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               Who
               then
               is
               able
               to
               conceive
            
             
               How
               rich
               thy
               Children
               are
               ?
            
             
               For
               they
               have
               all
               ,
               since
               they
               have
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               each
               an
               equal
               share
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               All
               have
               a
               God
               ,
               all
               have
               a
               Christ
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               all
               that
               thou
               hast
               too
               ;
            
             
               Each
               one
               hath
               thee
               intirely
               ,
            
             
               This
               does
               their
               Riches
               show
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               they
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               never
               shall
               have
               less
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Portion
               can't
               be
               spent
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               treacherously
               by
               wicked
               ones
            
             
               From
               them
               it
               can't
               be
               rent
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Fire
               can't
               their
               bless'd
               Portion
               burn
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               Thieves
               steal
               it
               away
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               Moths
               ,
               nor
               Rust
               ,
               it
               can't
               corrupt
               ,
            
             
               O
               happy
               ,
               happy
               they
               !
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 All
                 things
                 are
                 theirs
                 who
                 have
                 thee
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Thô
                 under
                 age
                 they
                 be
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 that
                 day
                 will
                 quickly
                 come
              
               
                 Of
                 their
                 Felicity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 When
                 full
                 possession
                 they
                 shall
                 have
              
               
                 Of
                 all
                 that
                 is
                 their
                 own
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 every
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 thou
                 wilt
              
               
                 With
                 lasting
                 Glory
                 Crown
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 This
                 Portion
                 ,
                 ah
                 ,
                 how
                 doth
                 it
                 suit
                 !
              
               
                 And
                 answer
                 every
                 want
                 ,
              
               
               
                 And
                 fully
                 does
                 it
                 satisfie
              
               
                 The
                 Soul
                 of
                 every
                 Saint
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 All
                 Glory
                 and
                 high
                 praise
                 therefore
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 together
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 God
                 the
                 Father
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Son
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 whence
                 such
                 Riches
                 spring
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             2.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               90.
               1.
               
            
             
               God
               the
               Saints
               dwelling
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               Saints
               Lord
               have
               a
               dwelling
               strong
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               that
               dwelling
               art
               ,
            
             
               No
               habitation
               like
               to
               this
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               any
               haughty
               Heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
               ▪
            
             
               For
               't
               is
               the
               low
               and
               humble
               Soul
            
             
               That
               in
               the
               Lord
               does
               dwell
               :
            
             
               Where
               such
               do
               rest
               ,
               and
               have
               repose
               ,
            
             
               This
               dwelling
               doth
               excell
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               house
               ,
               ah
               't
               is
               our
               home
               always
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               we
               absent
               be
               :
            
             
               How
               do
               we
               long
               for
               to
               return
               ,
            
             
               So
               do
               our
               Soul
               till
               we
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Return
               again
               unto
               our
               God
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               from
               thee
               do
               stray
               :
            
             
               O
               bring
               us
               to
               our
               bless'd
               abode
               ,
            
             
               Christ
               Jesus
               is
               the
               Way
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               We
               here
               no
               perfect
               rest
               shall
               find
               ,
            
             
               Untill
               we
               fixed
               are
            
             
               In
               our
               brave
               house
               that
               is
               above
               ,
            
             
               No
               Palace
               like
               to
               it
               here
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 House
                 preserves
                 from
                 heat
                 and
                 cold
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 Winds
                 and
                 cruel
                 storms
                 ;
              
               
                 Those
                 who
                 Lord
                 dwell
                 in
                 thee
                 are
                 bold
                 ,
              
               
                 Being
                 safe
                 from
                 fear
                 of
                 harms
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 our
                 House
                 our
                 comforts
                 lie
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 our
                 chiefest
                 treasure
                 :
              
               
                 God
                 is
                 our
                 Joy
                 ,
                 our
                 Souls
                 delight
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 whom
                 is
                 sweetest
                 pleasure
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Propriety
                 unto
                 a
                 house
              
               
                 Doth
                 make
                 it
                 valued
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 interest
                 in
                 our
                 God
                 ,
                 alone
                 ,
              
               
                 Makes
                 us
                 lift
                 up
                 our
                 head
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 In
                 a
                 great
                 House
                 are
                 many
                 Rooms
              
               
                 To
                 dine
                 and
                 also
                 lye
                 ,
              
               
                 Rare
                 secret
                 Chambers
                 also
                 we
              
               
                 Do
                 in
                 thee
                 clearly
                 spy
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Each
                 Attribute
                 is
                 as
                 a
                 Room
              
               
                 Whither
                 thy
                 Saints
                 do
                 go
              
               
                 By
                 precions
                 Acts
                 of
                 Faith
                 ,
                 and
                 then
              
               
                 Nothing
                 they
                 fear
                 below
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Another
                 house
                 ,
                 thô
                 stately
                 t
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 may
                 be
                 batte●d
                 down
                 ;
              
               
               
                 But
                 thou
                 art
                 such
                 a
                 House
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 can't
                 be
                 overthrown
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Hast
                 then
                 away
                 to
                 your
                 abode
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 all
                 with
                 speed
                 hast
                 home
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 dreadful
                 storms
                 you
                 may
                 expect
              
               
                 Will
                 very
                 quickly
                 come
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               Chambers
               of
               Safety
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 ,
                 O
                 come
                 ,
                 Gods
                 people
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 speed
                 hast
                 ye
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 Enter
                 your
                 Chambers
                 great
                 and
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 longer
                 do
                 you
                 stay
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 For
                 God
                 ,
                 the
                 mighty
                 God
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 Is
                 rising
                 out
                 of
                 's
                 place
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 will
                 the
                 Hills
                 and
                 Mountains
                 move
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Vengeance
                 pour
                 apace
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 way
                 found
                 out
                 that
                 ye
              
               
                 May
                 be
                 secured
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 Sinners
                 shall
                 consumed
                 be
              
               
                 Who
                 basely
                 are
                 misled
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Doth
                 it
                 not
                 thunder
                 afar
                 off
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 Lightens
                 also
                 sore
                 :
              
               
                 O
                 tremble
                 all
                 ,
                 and
                 do
                 not
                 scoff
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 hark
                 't
                 is
                 more
                 and
                 more
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Children
                 get
                 home
                 ,
                 and
                 do
                 not
                 stay
                 ,
              
               
                 Hast
                 to
                 your
                 dwelling
                 place
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 if
                 you
                 make
                 the
                 least
                 delay
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 sad
                 may
                 be
                 your
                 case
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 All
                 who
                 abroad
                 or
                 in
                 the
                 Fields
              
               
                 Do
                 foolishly
                 remain
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 may
                 as
                 the
                 Egyptians
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 ruined
                 and
                 slain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 
                   Isa.
                   26.
                   20.
                   
                
                 
                   A
                   Storm
                   a
                   coming
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   1
                
                 
                   O
                   Quake
                   ye
                   who
                   most
                   guilty
                   are
                   ,
                
                 
                   Who
                   love
                   and
                   live
                   in
                   sin
                   ;
                
                 
                   For
                   God
                   will
                   suddenly
                   break
                   forth
                   ,
                
                 
                   As
                   usual
                   hath
                   not
                   been
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   2
                
                 
                   But
                   sing
                   ye
                   Saints
                   ,
                   and
                   joyfull
                   be
                   ,
                
                 
                   Christs
                   Kingdom
                   does
                   draw
                   near
                   ,
                
                 
                   Do
                   you
                   leave
                   all
                   Iniquity
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   nothing
                   do
                   you
                   fear
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   3
                
                 
                   The
                   shaking
                   times
                   that
                   are
                   at
                   hand
                   ,
                
                 
                   Will
                   bring
                   Great
                   Babel
                   down
                   :
                
                 
                   And
                   then
                   will
                   God
                   save
                   this
                   our
                   Land
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   Saints
                   with
                   Blessings
                   Crown
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   4
                
                 
                   Therefore
                   if
                   ye
                   in
                   Christ
                   are
                   found
                
                 
                   To
                   every
                   Duty
                   led
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   have
                   your
                   Hearts
                   sincere
                   and
                   sound
                   ,
                
                 
                   Look
                   up
                   ,
                   lift
                   up
                   your
                   head
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   5
                
                 
                   For
                   your
                   Redemption
                   does
                   draw
                   near
                   ,
                
                 
                   Gods
                   praises
                   sing
                   therefore
                   :
                
                 
                   Unto
                   his
                   call
                   do
                   you
                   adhere
                   ,
                
                 
                   Then
                   sing
                   for
                   evermore
                   .
                
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             4.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               15.
               1.
               
            
             God
             compared
             to
             a
             Husbandman
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               RIch
               Husbandmen
               have
               House
               and
               Land
            
             
               Both
               moist
               and
               also
               dry
               ,
            
             
               God
               o're
               the
               Earth
               hath
               the
               Command
               ,
            
             
               And
               true
               propriety
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               beasts
               of
               th'
               field
               and
               fowls
               of
               th'
               Air
               ,
            
             
               With
               Silver
               ,
               and
               the
               Gold
            
             
               Is
               all
               the
               Lords
               ,
               yea
               ,
               and
               what
               else
            
             
               Our
               Eyes
               can
               here
               behold
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               He
               may
               give
               it
               to
               whom
               he
               will
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               take
               it
               away
               :
            
             
               He
               makes
               men
               rich
               ,
               and
               makes
               them
               poor
               ,
            
             
               And
               none
               dare
               him
               gain-say
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Some
               ground
               he
               plows
               and
               sows
               it
               then
            
             
               With
               choice
               and
               precious
               seeds
               ;
            
             
               Whilst
               other
               ground
               does
               barren
               lie
               ,
            
             
               Eat
               up
               and
               spoil'd
               with
               Weeds
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               who
               shall
               say
               what
               doest
               thou
               ,
            
             
               He
               may
               do
               what
               he
               will
               ;
            
             
               All
               are
               thine
               own
               ,
               what
               e're
               thou
               dost
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               thou
               art
               righteous
               still
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Husband
                 〈◊〉
                 〈◊〉
                 very
                 well
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 ground
                 will
                 barren
                 be
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Unless
                 it
                 is
                 well
                 manured
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 profit
                 he
                 can
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Even
                 so
                 unless
                 the
                 fallow
                 ground
              
               
                 Of
                 thy
                 base
                 wicked
                 heart
              
               
                 Be
                 broken
                 up
                 ,
                 it
                 will
                 be
                 found
              
               
                 That
                 thou
                 most
                 barren
                 art
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 A
                 Husbandman
                 does
                 spare
                 no
                 cost
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 grudge
                 at
                 his
                 great
                 pains
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 so
                 he
                 may
                 his
                 ground
                 make
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 he
                 his
                 end
                 obtains
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 So
                 God
                 likewise
                 thinks
                 nought
                 too
                 much
              
               
                 Who
                 does
                 great
                 cost
                 bestow
              
               
                 On
                 Souls
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 prove
                 such
              
               
                 Who
                 forth
                 his
                 Glory
                 show
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 A
                 Husbandman
                 his
                 Trees
                 doth
                 prune
                 ,
              
               
                 More
                 fruitful
                 them
                 to
                 make
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 branches
                 that
                 unfruitful
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 off
                 the
                 Trees
                 does
                 take
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 thus
                 doth
                 God
                 by
                 all
                 those
                 men
              
               
                 Who
                 by
                 profession
                 are
              
               
                 In
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 who
                 barren
                 prove
                 ,
              
               
                 Them
                 long
                 he
                 will
                 not
                 spare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 But
                 such
                 that
                 fruitful
                 Branches
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 purges
                 every
                 one
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 abundantly
                 shall
                 they
                 bring
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 Before
                 that
                 he
                 has
                 done
                 .
              
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 As
                 God
                 doth
                 sow
                 ,
                 so
                 he
                 likewise
              
               
                 Doth
                 cause
                 the
                 rain
                 to
                 fall
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 so
                 his
                 Vineyard
                 flourish
                 may
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 's
                 Trees
                 be
                 fruitful
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 Which
                 other
                 Husbandmen
                 can't
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 can
                 they
                 change
                 the
                 soyl
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 God
                 can
                 make
                 Mens
                 hearts
                 most
                 good
              
               
                 Which
                 naturally
                 were
                 vile
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 All
                 praise
                 to
                 him
                 therefore
                 let
                 's
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 set
                 his
                 glory
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 fruitfully
                 unto
                 him
                 live
                 ,
              
               
                 Whilst
                 we
                 do
                 live
                 on
                 earth
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             5.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               3.
               4.
               
            
             
               God
               the
               chief
               Builder
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HE
               that
               did
               build
               all
               things
               is
               God
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               he
               and
               he
               alone
               ▪
            
             
               That
               made
               the
               world
               ,
               and
               all
               things
               in
               't
               ,
            
             
               Praise
               ye
               the
               Holy
               One.
               
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               he
               laid
               the
               Foundation
               sure
            
             
               Of
               th'
               Earth
               and
               Heaven
               too
               ,
            
             
               Which
               long
               have
               been
               ,
               and
               still
               endure
               ,
            
             
               Will
               put
               them
               down
               also
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               'T
               is
               he
               that
               built
               his
               Glorions
               Church
               ,
            
             
               And
               laid
               the
               corner
               stone
               ,
            
             
               In
               all
               the
               Earth
               there
               is
               None-such
               ,
            
             
               O
               praise
               the
               Holy
               One.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               With
               precious
               Stones
               he
               hath
               it
               built
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               living
               ones
               they
               are
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               his
               Spirit
               so
               compact
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               ●ar
               beyond
               compare
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Timber
               ,
               and
               the
               Stones
               by
               him
            
             
               Were
               squared
               curiously
               ,
            
             
               That
               all
               the
               Buildings
               in
               the
               World
               ,
            
             
               With
               this
               cannot
               come
               nigh
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               matter
               and
               the
               form
               also
               ,
            
             
               Did
               he
               alone
               ordain
               ,
            
             
               No
               alteration
               must
               be
               made
               ,
            
             
               Upon
               eternal
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               All
               other
               Builders
               Servants
               have
            
             
               To
               labour
               with
               their
               hands
               ;
            
             
               Who
               according
               to
               the
               pattern
               act
               ,
            
             
               And
               just
               as
               he
               commands
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               So
               Ministers
               God
               does
               imploy
               ,
            
             
               Who
               must
               the
               pattern
               know
               ,
            
             
               And
               if
               they
               alter
               any
               thing
               ,
            
             
               They
               do
               their
               folly
               show
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               The
               Rule
               it
               is
               Gods
               Holy
               Word
               ,
            
             
               Would
               you
               the
               Pattern
               view
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               first
               Church
               the
               Lord
               did
               build
               ,
            
             
               As
               th'
               Apostles
               Acts
               do
               shew
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Nothing
                 but
                 precious
                 Stones
                 must
                 be
              
               
                 On
                 the
                 foundation
                 plac'd
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 such
                 who
                 wood
                 or
                 stubble
                 build
              
               
                 This
                 fabrick
                 is
                 disgrac'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 they
                 will
                 suffer
                 loss
                 thereby
              
               
                 When
                 it
                 comes
                 to
                 be
                 try'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Because
                 such
                 stuff
                 cannot
                 endure
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 work
                 will
                 not
                 abide
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Then
                 see
                 all
                 ye
                 who
                 are
                 call'd
                 Saints
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 you
                 are
                 precious
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 mean
                 sincere
                 and
                 godly
                 ones
                 ,
              
               
                 Whom
                 God
                 loves
                 to
                 behold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 see
                 that
                 you
                 his
                 building
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 you
                 he
                 does
                 dwell
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 in
                 you
                 he
                 has
                 no
                 abode
                 ,
              
               
                 Down
                 you
                 must
                 go
                 to
                 Hell.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             6.
             
          
           
             
               Exod.
               15.
               3.
               
            
             
               God
               a
               Man
               of
               War.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               GOD
               is
               a
               man
               of
               war
               ,
               and
               he
            
             
               Has
               many
               ●rmies
               ,
               who
            
             
               Almighty
               are
               in
               strength
               ,
               therefore
            
             
               Down
               shall
               his
               Foes
               all
               go
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Enemies
               who
               do
               ingage
            
             
               Against
               this
               Man
               of
               war
               ,
            
             
               ●re
               all
               infernal
               pow'rs
               below
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               who
               wicked
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               God
               is
               a
               Warriour
               just
               and
               good
               ,
            
             
               And
               mighty
               skill
               he
               hath
               ,
            
             
               Before
               him
               never
               any
               stood
            
             
               In
               Hell
               ,
               much
               less
               on
               Earth
               .
            
          
           
             
               'T
               is
               for
               his
               Glory
               he
               does
               take
               ▪
            
             
               The
               Sword
               into
               his
               hand
               ,
            
             
               And
               wo
               to
               such
               who
               head
               do
               make
            
             
               Against
               his
               dread
               Command
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               In
               war
               he
               is
               most
               terrible
               ,
            
             
               If
               he
               sets
               in
               array
               ,
            
             
               The
               Battel
               once
               against
               his
               Foes
               ,
            
             
               They
               'll
               soon
               melt
               all
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               He
               'll
               make
               the
               earth
               to
               tremble
               when
            
             
               He
               does
               gird
               on
               his
               Sword
               ,
            
             
               And
               cause
               all
               proud
               and
               haughty
               men
            
             
               To
               fall
               at
               his
               own
               word
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               If
               he
               the
               Trumpet
               once
               does
               sound
               ,
            
             
               And
               like
               a
               Lion
               roar
               ,
            
             
               The
               wicked
               he
               will
               all
               confound
               ,
            
             
               And
               Vengeance
               on
               them
               pour
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               An
               Armory
               and
               Weapons
               too
            
             
               Of
               Indignation
               hath
               ,
            
             
               With
               Fire
               and
               Smoke
               ,
               and
               Hail
               also
               ,
            
             
               He
               soon
               can
               spoil
               the
               Earth
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9
            
             
               If
               man
               provoke
               him
               to
               arise
               ,
            
             
               And
               stir
               up
               Jealousy
               ,
            
             
               He
               like
               a
               travailling
               Woman
               will
            
             
               Break
               forth
               ,
               and
               loudly
               cry
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               A
               Banner
               he
               hath
               to
               display
               ,
            
             
               A
               white
               Flag
               he
               puts
               out
               ,
            
             
               To
               see
               if
               Sinners
               will
               submit
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Courage
               seems
               so
               stout
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               If
               they
               will
               not
               lay
               down
               their
               Arms
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               him
               make
               their
               peace
               ,
            
             
               Then
               let
               them
               tremble
               ,
               they
               shall
               see
            
             
               Incensed
               wrath
               increase
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               And
               out
               his
               bloody
               Flag
               will
               go
               ,
            
             
               No
               quarter
               will
               he
               give
               ,
            
             
               But
               down
               they
               fall
               both
               great
               and
               small
               ,
            
             
               And
               Vengeance
               shall
               receive
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Wo
                 ,
                 wo
                 to
                 all
                 ungodly
                 ones
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 are
                 his
                 bitter
                 Foes
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 happy
                 are
                 all
                 Friends
                 of
                 his
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 such
                 who
                 with
                 him
                 close
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Fear
                 not
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 this
                 Man
                 of
                 war
              
               
                 Is
                 always
                 on
                 your
                 side
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 your
                 quarrel
                 he
                 'll
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 equally
                 divide
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 To
                 every
                 man
                 his
                 own
                 just
                 Right
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 
                 Sion's
                 Cause
                 he
                 'll
                 plead
                 ,
              
               
               
                 And
                 will
                 destroy
                 the
                 cursed
                 Whore
              
               
                 That
                 long
                 has
                 flourished
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Put
                 hark
                 again
                 ,
                 for
                 you
                 must
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 God's
                 patience
                 near
                 is
                 gone
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 warning
                 piece
                 he
                 has
                 let
                 off
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Battel
                 is
                 begun
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 sing
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 God
                 is
                 come
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 An
                 alarm
                 he
                 does
                 sound
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Trumpets
                 blow
                 ,
                 and
                 it
                 is
                 heard
              
               
                 In
                 every
                 quarter
                 round
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 Beast
                 and
                 cursed
                 Babylon
                 ,
              
               
                 Amazed
                 are
                 to
                 hear
              
               
                 What
                 God
                 in
                 
                 England
                 ●●te
                 has
                 done
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 stranger
                 things
                 draw
                 near
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 God
                 forth
                 is
                 coming
                 with
                 a
                 shout
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 praises
                 ,
                 sing
                 praises
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 all
                 his
                 Enemies
                 rout
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 g●●d
                 mens
                 hope
                 it
                 raises
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             7.
             
          
           
             
               God
               a
               strong
               Tower.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               a
               Tower
               strong
               ,
            
             
               And
               Refuge
               for
               the
               Poor
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               we
               might
               all
               hide
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Hast
               opened
               a
               door
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               Christ
               is
               the
               Door
               that
               does
               let
               us
            
             
               Into
               this
               Tower
               ,
               where
            
             
               We
               may
               be
               safe
               ,
               and
               we
               all
               know
            
             
               No
               other
               Door
               is
               there
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Our
               defence
               is
               in
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               The
               high
               and
               lofty
               one
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               thee
               we
               most
               safe
               shall
               be
               ,
            
             
               Till
               all
               the
               trouble
               's
               gone
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               art
               our
               Shield
               and
               Hiding
               place
               ,
            
             
               To
               thee
               we
               haste
               away
               ,
            
             
               Fore-seeing
               Dangers
               very
               ●igh
               ,
            
             
               Dare
               now
               no
               longer
               slay
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               In
               thee
               is
               safety
               if
               we
               fly
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Tower
               is
               so
               strong
               ,
            
             
               We
               fear
               no
               Siege
               ,
               no
               Mines
               can
               hurt
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               do
               our
               Tower
               wrong
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Nor
               can
               we
               starve
               whilst
               here
               we
               ly
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Stores
               cannot
               be
               spent
               ,
               〈◊〉
            
             
               In
               thee
               is
               Bread
               ,
               and
               all
               supply
               ,
            
             
               No
               ways
               can
               Foes
               invent
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               To
               take
               our
               Fort
               ,
               we
               fear
               no
               Bombs
            
             
               Nor
               Cannon
               though
               they
               roar
               ,
            
             
               But
               from
               our
               Tower
               the
               cruel
               Foes
            
             
               To
               pieces
               shall
               be
               tore
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
                 ▪
              
               
                 We
                 in
                 this
                 Tower
                 vent●●e
                 may
              
               
                 All
                 that
                 to
                 us
                 is
                 dear
                 ,
              
               
               
                 〈◊〉
                 can
                 exceed
                 our
                 precious
                 Souls
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 them
                 be
                 lodged
                 there
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Strong
                 Parties
                 garrison
                 within
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 oft
                 make
                 ●allies
                 out
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 can
                 in
                 a
                 night
              
               
                 A
                 mighty
                 Army
                 rout
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 An
                 hundred
                 eighty
                 thousand
                 men
                 ,
              
               
                 Did
                 one
                 of
                 these
                 destroy
                 ,
              
               
                 Of
                 cursed
                 Foes
                 who
                 did
                 strive
                 then
                 ,
              
               
                 Gods
                 Israel
                 to
                 annoy
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 A
                 Tower
                 strong
                 is
                 compass'd
                 round
              
               
                 With
                 a
                 thick
                 mighty
                 wall
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 to
                 keep
                 off
                 such
                 Foes
                 who
                 do
              
               
                 Pell
                 mell
                 upon
                 it
                 fall
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 For
                 Bul
                 warks
                 God
                 Salvation
                 hath
              
               
                 Appointed
                 for
                 the
                 Poor
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 he
                 a
                 wall
                 of
                 fire
                 is
                 round
              
               
                 About
                 us
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Can
                 such
                 who
                 in
                 this
                 Tower
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 any
                 time
                 afraid
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 such
                 who
                 know
                 the
                 strength
                 of
                 it
                 ,
              
               
                 Can
                 never
                 be
                 dismaid
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Take
                 up
                 your
                 Lodging
                 then
                 within
                 ,
              
               
                 Haste
                 quickly
                 ,
                 don't
                 delay
                 ,
              
               
                 Cast
                 off
                 base
                 Habits
                 ,
                 leave
                 your
                 Sin
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 Jesus
                 is
                 the
                 way
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 8
              
               
                 Those
                 who
                 would
                 enter
                 into
                 it
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 by
                 the
                 right
                 Door
                 ,
              
               
                 Will
                 see
                 themselves
                 without
                 the
                 walls
                 ,
              
               
                 Before
                 this
                 day
                 ▪
                 is
                 o're
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             8.
             
          
           
             
               Job
               16.
               14.
               
            
             
               He
               runneth
               upon
               me
               like
               a
               Giant
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Giant
               is
               a
               man
               of
               strength
               ,
            
             
               Both
               fierce
               and
               swift
               also
               ,
            
             
               When
               like
               a
               Giant
               God
               appears
               ,
            
             
               He
               is
               provok'd
               we
               know
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               By
               our
               great
               sins
               which
               grievous
               are
               ▪
            
             
               In
               his
               most
               blessed
               sight
               ,
            
             
               On
               us
               therefore
               as
               Giants
               do
               ,
            
             
               Does
               he
               break
               forth
               with
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               As
               if
               he
               would
               to
               pieces
               tear
            
             
               Such
               ,
               whom
               his
               Soul
               doth
               love
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               in
               his
               Heart
               affections
               dear
               ,
            
             
               Toward
               us
               then
               does
               move
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               'T
               is
               to
               convince
               our
               Souls
               of
               sin
               ,
            
             
               And
               us
               to
               humble
               too
               ,
            
             
               And
               fit
               us
               for
               some
               glorious
               work
            
             
               He
               has
               for
               us
               to
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               crucifie
               us
               to
               the
               world
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               each
               earthly
               thing
               ,
            
             
             
               ●●at
               we
               might
               see
               from
               him
               alone
               ,
            
             
               Our
               chiefest
               Joy
               does
               spring
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               To
               exercise
               our
               Graces
               too
               ,
            
             
               This
               is
               another
               end
               ,
            
             
               ●hat
               they
               might
               their
               great
               Lustre
               show
               ,
            
             
               For
               this
               does
               tryals
               send
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               Satan
               might
               be
               silenced
               ,
            
             
               Who
               does
               Gods
               Jobs
               accuse
               ,
            
             
               ●●om
               hence
               ,
               as
               you
               have
               heard
               and
               read
               ,
            
             
               God
               thus
               his
               Saints
               does
               use
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               And
               that
               Examples
               God
               might
               have
            
             
               Of
               patience
               ,
               to
               sustain
            
             
               ●●me
               others
               of
               his
               Children
               ,
               who
            
             
               May
               meet
               with
               such
               like
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Then
               do
               not
               mourn
               ,
               ye
               godly
               ones
               ,
            
             
               When
               on
               you
               God
               does
               run
               ,
            
             
               ●e
               pities
               you
               ,
               and
               hears
               your
               moans
               ,
            
             
               In
               mercy
               will
               return
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Again
               to
               you
               ,
               and
               you
               shall
               see
            
             
               His
               sweet
               and
               lovely
               face
               ;
            
             
               Therefore
               sing
               ye
               his
               praises
               forth
               ,
            
             
               And
               prize
               his
               glorious
               Grace
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             9.
             
          
           
             
               Rom.
               9.
               21.
               
            
             
               Hath
               not
               the
               Potter
               power
               over
               the
               Clay
               ▪
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Potter
               does
               prepare
               his
               Clay
               ,
            
             
               Then
               does
               the
               Vessel
               make
               ,
            
             
               So
               thou
               prepares
               thy
               work
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Which
               thou
               dost
               undertake
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Earth
               thou
               didst
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               form
               fi●
            
             
               Of
               which
               we
               formed
               were
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               project
               also
               before
               ,
            
             
               What
               Image
               we
               should
               bear
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Potter
               divers
               Vessels
               makes
               ,
            
             
               VVhich
               of
               different
               sizes
               are
               ,
            
             
               Some
               of
               one
               ▪
               form
               ;
               and
               others
               do
            
             
               Another
               fashion
               bare
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               So
               thou
               hast
               different
               Vessels
               too
               ,
            
             
               Some
               noble
               and
               some
               base
               ,
            
             
               Some
               curiously
               are
               wrought
               within
               ,
            
             
               Adorned
               with
               thy
               Grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Some
               for
               Honour
               ,
               and
               some
               likewise
            
             
               They
               for
               dishonour
               be
               ,
            
             
               But
               who
               shall
               to
               the
               Potter
               say
               ,
            
             
               VVhy
               is
               this
               done
               by
               thee
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Mayst
               thou
               not
               like
               the
               Potter
               do
            
             
               VVhat
               seems
               good
               in
               thy
               sight
               ?
            
             
               Thou
               mayst
               give
               Grace
               ,
               or
               it
               deny
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               all
               thou
               dost
               is
               right
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               7
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               then
               such
               Vessels
               be
               ,
            
             
               Most
               lovely
               to
               behold
               ,
            
             
               And
               gloriously
               to
               shine
               within
               ,
            
             
               Being
               covered
               o're
               with
               Gold.
               
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               That
               we
               thy
               praises
               may
               set
               forth
               ,
            
             
               As
               being
               all
               new
               made
               :
            
             
               Once
               we
               were
               marr'd
               ,
               but
               never
               more
            
             
               Let
               our
               rare
               Beauty
               fade
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               And
               we
               will
               sing
               to
               thee
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               raise
               thy
               name
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               For
               we
               shall
               glorious
               Vessels
               be
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             10.
             
          
           
             
               Hos.
               5.
               14.
               
            
             God
             compared
             to
             a
             Lion.
             
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               I
               Will
               like
               to
               a
               Lion
               be
               ,
            
             
               I
               'le
               tear
               and
               will
               devour
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               dost
               thou
               say
               ▪
               O
               holy
               One
               ,
            
             
               To
               shew
               thy
               wrathful
               pow'r
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Against
               the
               wicked
               ,
               who
               provoke
            
             
               Thee
               grievously
               each
               day
               ,
            
             
               When
               patience
               does
               to
               fury
               turn
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               'lt
               sweep
               them
               all
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Who
               can
               the
               prey
               deliver
               from
            
             
               A
               hungry
               Lion
               ?
               so
            
             
             
               VVho
               is
               't
               can
               save
               or
               rescue
               such
            
             
               Thou
               sayst
               thou
               willt
               o're
               ▪
               throw
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               A
               Lion
               when
               enrag'd
               is
               fierce
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               before
               him
               fly
               ,
            
             
               So
               at
               thy
               frowns
               and
               dreadful
               wrath
               ,
            
             
               How
               will
               the
               wicked
               cry
               !
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               VVhen
               once
               the
               Lion's
               heard
               to
               roar
               ,
            
             
               The
               Beasts
               of
               th'
               Forest
               quake
               ,
            
             
               So
               when
               thou
               dost
               in
               wrath
               arise
               ,
            
             
               Sad
               tremblings
               thou
               wilt
               make
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               if
               before
               a
               Lion
               one
            
             
               Himself
               does
               prostrate
               lie
            
             
               The
               Lion
               will
               not
               touch
               his
               Life
               ,
            
             
               But
               leave
               him
               ,
               and
               pass
               by
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               So
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               wilt
               such
               forgive
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               do
               themselves
               submit
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               Repentance
               humbly
            
             
               Lie
               prostrate
               at
               thy
               feet
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               The
               Lion
               does
               sometimes
               couch
               down
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               asleep
               he
               lay
               ,
            
             
               But
               soon
               does
               rise
               with
               wrathful
               frowns
               ,
            
             
               As
               greedy
               of
               his
               prey
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               And
               thus
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               seem'st
               to
               sleep
               ,
            
             
               And
               wicked
               men
               don't
               fear
               ,
            
             
               But
               as
               a
               Lion
               wilt
               rouze
               up
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               to
               pieces
               tear
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               ●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
               ;
            
             
               ●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
               pa●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
               th●●e
               Arms
               of
               power
               and
               grace
            
             
               Embra●'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.
               8●
               .
               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
               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
               ●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
                 ha●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
               ,
            
             
               ●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
                 ;
              
               
                 ●is
                 he
                 who
                 reconciles
                 us
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 does
                 our
                 burthens
                 ease
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Such
                 who
                 accept
                 of
                 terms
                 of
                 peace
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 offered
                 they
                 be
              
               
                 ●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
               gav●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
               didst
               relate
               ,
            
             
               Who
               quickly
               cast
               his
               eyes
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Upon
               our
               Souls
               ,
               for
               we
               were
               those
            
             
               With
               whom
               he
               fell
               in
               love
               ;
            
             
               And
               whom
               for
               him
               the
               Father
               chose
               ,
            
             
               Who
               nothing
               had
               to
               move
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               His
               dear
               affections
               ,
               for
               alas
               !
            
             
               We
               loathsom
               were
               to
               see
               ;
            
             
               And
               were
               in
               a
               most
               dismal
               case
            
             
               Through
               our
               iniquity
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               But
               yet
               thy
               love
               it
               was
               so
               great
               ,
            
             
               A
               Journey
               didst
               thou
               take
            
             
               From
               Heav'n
               to
               Earth
               ,
               that
               so
               thou
               might'st
            
             
               A
               Marriage
               with
               us
               make
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               But
               ah
               !
               what
               didst
               thou
               suffer
               first
            
             
               Before
               this
               could
               be
               done
               ;
            
             
               Or
               we
               were
               Cast
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               for
               our
               Lives
               ,
            
             
               And
               Condemn'd
               every
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               And
               thou
               couldst
               never
               us
               obtain
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               with
               us
               marriage
               make
               ,
            
             
               Unless
               to
               free
               us
               from
               that
               pain
            
             
               Didst
               die
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               for
               our
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             
               And
               this
               thou
               didst
               most
               readily
               ,
            
             
               All
               praise
               unto
               thy
               Name
               ;
            
             
               We
               purchas'd
               were
               with
               thy
               dear
               Blood
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               thine
               own
               became
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               The
               glorious
               Bridegroom
               .
            
             
               
                 O
                 what
                 a
                 choice
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 hast
                 thou
                 made
                 !
              
               
                 Are
                 fuch
                 vile
                 ones
                 as
                 we
              
               
                 ●nto
                 thy
                 lovely
                 bosom
                 laid
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 joyned
                 unto
                 thee
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 Are
                 we
                 espous'd
                 to
                 such
                 a
                 Prince
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 King
                 of
                 Heav'n
                 and
                 Earth
                 ?
              
               
                 Who
                 has
                 o're
                 all
                 preheminence
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 glories
                 thus
                 shine
                 forth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Angelick
                 Nature
                 didst
                 pass
                 by
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 set
                 thy
                 tender
                 heart
              
               
                 On
                 such
                 as
                 we
                 :
                 O
                 let
                 us
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 lovely
                 ,
                 lovely
                 art
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 Yet
                 ah
                 !
                 how
                 long
                 was
                 it
                 before
              
               
                 Thou
                 couldst
                 make
                 us
                 to
                 yield
                 ?
              
               
                 We
                 were
                 so
                 dark
                 ,
                 but
                 now
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 won
                 the
                 Field
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 our selves
                 give
                 up
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 overcome
                 with
                 love
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 comfort
                 us
                 continually
              
               
                 With
                 Cordials
                 from
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Ah!
                 at
                 this
                 door
                 our
                 joys
                 come
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 This
                 is
                 the
                 blessed
                 spring
              
               
                 Of
                 all
                 true
                 good
                 ;
                 for
                 having
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 have
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 ev'ry
                 thing
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 if
                 Communion
                 we
                 enjoy
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 find
                 thy
                 comfort
                 sweet
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Souls
                 shall
                 sing
                 ,
                 and
                 raise
                 thy
                 praise
                 ,
              
               
                 Whilst
                 we
                 lye
                 at
                 thy
                 feet
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               The
               praise
               of
               the
               sacred
               Bridegroom
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Praise
                 in
                 the
                 highest
                 ,
                 joys
                 betide
              
               
                 These
                 sacred
                 Lovers
                 dear
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 holy
                 Bridegroom
                 and
                 his
                 Bride
              
               
                 Most
                 glorious
                 do
                 appear
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Let
                 Heaven
                 above
                 be
                 fill'd
                 with
                 Songs
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 see
                 how
                 they
                 do
                 shine
              
               
                 On
                 Eath
                 beneath
                 ,
                 let
                 all
                 Mens
                 Tongues
              
               
                 Sing
                 forth
                 his
                 praise
                 divine
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 If
                 sullen
                 Man
                 refuse
                 to
                 speak
                 ,
              
               
                 (
                 Since
                 Heaven
                 and
                 Earth
                 combine
                 ,
                 )
              
               
                 ●et
                 Rocks
                 and
                 stones
                 their
                 silence
                 break
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 his
                 praise
                 divine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Ah!
                 't
                 was
                 this
                 sacred
                 Bridal
                 Knot
              
               
                 To
                 tye
                 thou
                 didst
                 design
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 such
                 love
                 ne're
                 be
                 forgot
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 sacred
                 love
                 of
                 thine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Ye
                 holy
                 Seraphims
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 haste
                 and
                 come
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 do
                 admire
                 Jesus
                 love
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 ye
                 his
                 praise
                 each
                 day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 With
                 Saints
                 on
                 Earth
                 your
                 joys
                 divide
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 speed
                 O
                 do
                 ye
                 come
                 ;
              
               
                 Earth
                 ne're
                 produc'd
                 so
                 fair
                 a
                 Bride
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 Heaven
                 a
                 Bridegroom
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Whose
                 Feet
                 are
                 like
                 to
                 burning
                 Brass
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 Eyes
                 a
                 flaming
                 Fire
                 ;
              
               
                 Who
                 bringeth
                 mighty
                 things
                 to
                 pass
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 to
                 him
                 ,
                 him
                 admire
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 Our
                 hearts
                 the
                 praises
                 must
                 express
              
               
                 Of
                 
                 Juda's
                 glorious
                 Lion
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 sweet
                 and
                 fragrant
                 Flower
                 of
                 Jesus
              
               
                 The
                 blessed
                 King
                 of
                 Zion
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 To
                 him
                 that
                 on
                 the
                 Throne
                 doth
                 sit
                 ,
              
               
                 Oh
                 't
                 is
                 his
                 praise
                 alone
              
               
               
               
               
               
               
                 That
                 we
                 will
                 sing
                 :
                 O
                 it
                 is
                 fit
              
               
                 We
                 praise
                 the
                 holy
                 One.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Our
                 hearts
                 and
                 tongues
                 should
                 all
                 rejoy●●
              
               
                 (
                 Angels
                 in
                 consort
                 sing
                 )
              
               
                 Aloud
                 with
                 a
                 melodious
                 voice
                 ,
              
               
                 Praise
                 ye
                 our
                 glorious
                 King
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Whose
                 Head
                 is
                 whiter
                 than
                 the
                 Snow
              
               
                 That
                 's
                 driven
                 with
                 the
                 Wind
                 ;
              
               
                 Whose
                 Visage
                 like
                 a
                 flame
                 doth
                 show
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 doth
                 all
                 things
                 confin'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 yet
                 he
                 unconfined
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 magnifie
                 him
                 alone
                 ;
              
               
                 What
                 Lover●is
                 there
                 like
                 to
                 this
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 praise
                 to
                 th'
                 holy
                 One.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 raise
                 his
                 Name
                 who
                 hath
                 reveal'd
              
               
                 His
                 sweet
                 eternal
                 love
                 ;
              
               
                 Who
                 by
                 his
                 stripes
                 our
                 Souls
                 hath
                 heal'd
              
               
                 Now
                 is
                 enthron'd
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Let
                 trumps
                 of
                 praise
                 ascend
                 on
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 them
                 be
                 loudly
                 blown
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 that
                 an
                 Eccho
                 pierce
                 the
                 skie
              
               
                 Of
                 praise
                 to
                 th'
                 Three
                 in
                 One.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 〈◊〉
                 Saints
                 neglect
                 this
                 duty
                 should
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 to
                 sing
                 be
                 averse
                 ;
              
               
                 Sure
                 rugged
                 Rocks
                 and
                 Mountains
                 would
              
               
                 God's
                 Praises
                 soon
                 reher●e
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 twinkling
                 Stars
                 that
                 day
                 and
                 night
              
               
                 Do
                 their
                 long
                 circuits
                 run
                 :
              
               
                 ●he
                 Moon
                 too
                 in
                 her
                 monthly
                 flight
                 ,
              
               
                 Also
                 the
                 glorious
                 Sun.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 All
                 these
                 do
                 through
                 the
                 Universe
              
               
                 God's
                 blessed
                 praise
                 make
                 known
                 ;
              
               
                 How
                 can
                 the
                 Saints
                 be
                 then
                 averse
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 sing
                 to
                 th'
                 Holy
                 One.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 Let
                 every
                 Saint
                 on
                 Earth
                 rejoyce
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 therefore
                 let
                 them
                 msang
                 ,
              
               
                 Since
                 Christ
                 hath
                 made
                 them
                 his
                 sweet
                 choice
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 them
                 praise
                 their
                 dear
                 King.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 Especially
                 all
                 you
                 who
                 be
              
               
                 Filled
                 with
                 joy
                 ,
                 raptur'd
                 in
                 bliss
                 ;
              
               
                 Who
                 can
                 say
                 ,
                 My
                 Beloved's
                 mine
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 I
                 am
                 also
                 his
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Sing
                 this
                 as
                 the
                 Hundredth
                 Psalm
                 .
              
               
                 
                   HAil
                   glor'ous
                   Prince
                   ,
                   the
                   precious
                   Air
                
                 
                   Eccho's
                   Praise
                   to
                   th'
                   illustrious
                   Pair
                   !
                
                 
                   ●et
                   no
                   dark
                   Clouds
                   of
                   Night
                   obscure
                
                 
                   This
                   blessed
                   Day
                   ,
                   but
                   thus
                   endure
                   :
                
                 
                   ●et
                   Mortals
                   now
                   in
                   Consort
                   sing
                   ▪
                
                 
                   Anthems
                   to
                   th'
                   Eternal
                   King
                   :
                
                 
                   ●or
                   Frost
                   ,
                   nor
                   scorching
                   Heat
                   of
                   June
                   ,
                
                 
                   ●e're
                   put
                   thy
                   Singers
                   out
                   of
                   Tune
                   .
                
                 
                   Hail
                   glorious
                   Prince
                   ,
                   whose
                   matchless
                   love
                
                 
                   Brought
                   thee
                   from
                   thy
                   high
                   Throne
                   above
                
                 
                 
                   To
                   court
                   thy
                   Spouse
                   in
                   a
                   poor
                   dress
                   ,
                
                 
                   Yet
                   was
                   thy
                   Glory
                   ne're
                   the
                   less
                   :
                
                 
                   Though
                   thou
                   wast
                   treated
                   with
                   disdain
                   ,
                
                 
                   Yet
                   Angels
                   waited
                   on
                   thy
                   Train
                   ;
                
                 
                   Shepherds
                   thy
                   joyful
                   Welcom
                   sing
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   Wise
                   Men
                   do
                   their
                   Oblations
                   bring
                   :
                
                 
                   Blessed
                   Espousals
                   our
                   Freedom
                   bought
                   ,
                
                 
                   A
                   Match
                   that
                   our
                   Redemption
                   wrought
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
                 Hail
                 glorious
                 Spouse
                 ,
                 blessed
                 in
                 him
              
               
                 That
                 Crowns
                 thee
                 with
                 Heav'ns
                 Diadem
                 .
              
               
                 Behold
                 an
                 unparallel'd
                 story
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 Slave
                 advanc'd
                 to
                 lasting
                 glory
                 ;
              
               
                 A
                 Virgin
                 fetter'd
                 in
                 her
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 Once
                 vile
                 ,
                 but
                 now
                 glorions
                 within
                 ;
              
               
                 From
                 base
                 estate
                 ,
                 a
                 Queen
                 of
                 Honour
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 peerless
                 Beauty
                 put
                 upon
                 her
                 :
              
               
                 Since
                 words
                 can't
                 d●'t
                 (
                 Conceptions
                 weak
                 )
              
               
                 Our
                 Joys
                 in
                 Extasies
                 let
                 's
                 speak
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             
               
                 
                   Heb.
                   1.
                   3.
                   
                
                 
                   Who
                   is
                   the
                   express
                   Image
                   of
                   his
                   Person
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   1
                
                 
                   IN
                   thee
                   the
                   Father
                   shines
                   most
                   clear
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   such
                   who
                   do
                   thee
                   see
                   ,
                
                 
                   The
                   Father
                   may
                   behold
                   likewise
                
                 
                   His
                   Known
                   ,
                   O
                   Lord
                   ,
                   by
                   thee
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   2
                
                 
                   Thou
                   dost
                   him
                   clearly
                   represent
                
                 
                   Unto
                   our
                   very
                   sight
                   ,
                
                 
                   Whose
                   express
                   Image
                   ,
                   Lord
                   ,
                   thou
                   art
                
                 
                   Most
                   glorious
                   and
                   bright
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   Such
                   whom
                   the
                   Father
                   never
                   saw
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   them
                   thou
                   dost
                   him
                   show
                   ;
                
                 
                   All
                   his
                   perfections
                   are
                   in
                   thee
                   ,
                
                 
                   What
                   further
                   would
                   we
                   know
                   ?
                
              
               
                 
                   4
                
                 
                   Thou
                   ▪
                   dost
                   ,
                   Lord
                   ,
                   represent
                   to
                   us
                
                 
                   God
                   ,
                   whom
                   we
                   cannot
                   see
                   ;
                
                 
                   He
                   dwells
                   in
                   light
                   inaccessible
                   ,
                
                 
                   Which
                   can't
                   approached
                   be
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   5
                
                 
                   Thou
                   brings
                   him
                   to
                   our
                   minde
                   and
                   sight
                   ,
                
                 
                   Whereby
                   we
                   may
                   conceive
                
                 
                   Of
                   his
                   eternal
                   glory
                   bright
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   clearer
                   knowledge
                   have
                
              
               
                 
                   6
                
                 
                   Of
                   him
                   ,
                   and
                   also
                   him
                   adore
                
                 
                   In
                   thee
                   ,
                   and
                   by
                   thee
                   too
                   ;
                
                 
                   But
                   after
                   all
                   we
                   must
                   confess
                
                 
                   We
                   little
                   see
                   or
                   know
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   7
                
                 
                   All
                   praise
                   and
                   glory
                   unto
                   God
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   Christ
                   ,
                   in
                   whom
                   doth
                   shine
                
                 
                   All
                   glories
                   which
                   the
                   Father
                   hath
                   ,
                
                 
                   Most
                   sacred
                   and
                   divine
                   .
                
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             22.
             
          
           
             
               Mat.
               9.
               12.
               
            
             
               They
               that
               are
               whole
               ,
               need
               not
               a
               Physician
               ,
               but
               they
               that
               are
               sick
               .
            
          
           
             
               THou
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               the
               good
               Physician
               art
               ,
            
             
               Who
               knowest
               very
               well
            
             
             
               All
               the
               diseases
               of
               our
               heart
               ,
            
             
               And
               also
               hast
               such
               skill
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               That
               thou
               dost
               know
               what
               't
               is
               likewise
            
             
               Will
               ease
               us
               of
               our
               pain
               ;
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               perfectly
               so
               cure
               us
               ,
            
             
               We
               sick
               shan't
               be
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               thou
               wast
               authorized
               too
               ,
            
             
               The
               Father
               licens'd
               thee
               ;
            
             
               And
               did
               appoint
               thee
               to
               this
               work
               ,
            
             
               Physician
               of
               Souls
               to
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               thou
               approved
               hast
               been
               ost
               ;
            
             
               The
               works
               which
               thou
               didst
               do
               ,
            
             
               Did
               witness
               bear
               to
               thy
               great
               skill
               ,
            
             
               Authority
               also
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thou
               know'st
               our
               constitution
               sins
               ,
            
             
               And
               from
               whence
               they
               proceed
               ;
            
             
               The
               cause
               of
               each
               disease
               within
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               we
               may
               be
               freed
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               From
               the
               curst
               Plague
               ,
               Contagion
               great
            
             
               That
               reigns
               in
               every
               part
               ;
            
             
               No
               member's
               free
               ,
               nor
               faculty
               ,
            
             
               But
               rages
               most
               i'
               th'
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               There
               ,
               there
               the
               cursed
               venom
               lyes
               ,
            
             
               But
               thou
               canst
               fetch
               it
               out
               ;
            
             
               And
               make
               a
               perfect
               cure
               too
               ,
            
             
               Of
               this
               we
               have
               no
               doubt
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 But
                 it
                 is
                 true
                 ,
                 no
                 medicin's
                 found
              
               
                 Which
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 can
                 do
                 us
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 as
                 to
                 make
                 us
                 whole
                 and
                 sound
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 our
                 Physician
                 's
                 Blood
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 therefore
                 thou
                 didst
                 pour
                 it
                 forth
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 precious
                 blood
                 was
                 shed
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 might
                 it
                 apply
                 by
                 Faith
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 be
                 cured
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 For
                 all
                 our
                 hearts
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 naturally
              
               
                 So
                 hard
                 and
                 stony
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Till
                 softned
                 with
                 thy
                 blood
                 ,
                 we
                 see
              
               
                 They
                 can't
                 thy
                 Image
                 bear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Nought
                 will
                 dissolve
                 the
                 Adamant
              
               
                 And
                 flinty
                 heart
                 we
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 precious
                 blood
                 which
                 from
                 thy
                 wounds
              
               
                 Most
                 plenteously
                 did
                 flow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 such
                 who
                 never
                 sick
                 were
                 made
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 did
                 their
                 sickness
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 Are
                 never
                 like
                 thy
                 help
                 to
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 cure
                 find
                 of
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Thou
                 first
                 does
                 make
                 us
                 see
                 our
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 when
                 we
                 do
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 
                   Oyl
                   and
                   Wine
                
                 thou
                 dost
                 put
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 heals
                 us
                 presently
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 But
                 some
                 don't
                 love
                 to
                 feel
                 the
                 pain
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 would
                 slight
                 healed
                 be
                 ,
              
               
               
                 And
                 have
                 their
                 sores
                 but
                 skinned
                 o're
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 Souls
                 are
                 left
                 by
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 For
                 each
                 
                   dead
                   Member
                
                 off
                 must
                 go
                 ,
              
               
                 Right-eyes
                 be
                 pulled
                 out
                 ;
              
               
                 Or
                 else
                 the
                 soul
                 and
                 body
                 too
              
               
                 Shall
                 go
                 to
                 Hell
                 no
                 doubt
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thou
                 all
                 Physicians
                 dost
                 excell
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 can't
                 all
                 Persons
                 cure
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 there
                 is
                 none
                 but
                 thou
                 canst
                 heal
                 ,
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 heal
                 O
                 Lord
                 for
                 ever
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 They
                 do
                 it
                 likewise
                 for
                 their
                 gain
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 thou
                 dost
                 all
                 in
                 love
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 poor
                 wast
                 made
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 rich
                 was
                 once
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 To
                 make
                 us
                 sound
                 and
                 whole
                 at
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 heal
                 our
                 souls
                 for
                 ever
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 didst
                 with
                 all
                 thy
                 riches
                 part
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 grievous
                 pains
                 endure
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 dead
                 to
                 life
                 they
                 cannot
                 raise
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 this
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 dost
                 do
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 hadst
                 not
                 thou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 qaickned
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 had
                 been
                 lost
                 we
                 know
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 They
                 cannot
                 bless
                 Physick
                 they
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 Neither
                 know
                 the
                 success
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 all
                 that
                 Means
                 which
                 does
                 us
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 to
                 us
                 dost
                 bless
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Other
                 Physicians
                 Men
                 send
                 to
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 did
                 not
                 send
                 for
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 freely
                 didst
                 thou
                 come
                 to
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 might
                 healed
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 us
                 then
                 love
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 poor
                 Sinners
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 come
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
                 thou
                 wilt
                 them
                 heat
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 cure
                 presently
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 let
                 them
                 not
                 the
                 time
                 delay
                 ,
              
               
                 Neither
                 false
                 Med'cines
                 use
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 may
                 perhaps
                 through
                 a
                 mistake
              
               
                 Seem
                 to
                 afford
                 some
                 ease
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 since
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 heal'd
                 our
                 souls
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 cured
                 hast
                 each
                 sore
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 sing
                 thy
                 praise
                 ,
                 with
                 all
                 in
                 us
              
               
                 Praise
                 thee
                 sor
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             23.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               9.
               16.
               
            
             
               For
               where
               a
               testament
               is
               ,
               there
               must
               also
               of
               necessity
               be
               the
               death
               of
               the
               Testator
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               Christ
               ,
               thou
               the
               Testator
               art
            
             
               Of
               the
               
                 New
                 Testament
              
               ;
            
             
               And
               hadst
               much
               Goods
               to
               give
               away
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               to
               this
               end
               was
               sent
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               And
               full
               of
               thoughts
               thou
               wast
               also
            
             
               How
               of
               them
               to
               dispose
               ;
            
             
               But
               some
               there
               were
               which
               thou
               didst
               know
            
             
               Thy
               Father
               long
               had
               chose
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               To
               be
               the
               only
               Legatees
            
             
               Who
               unto
               thee
               were
               dear
               ;
            
             
               And
               unto
               them
               thou
               didst
               bequeath
            
             
               All
               things
               that
               thou
               hadst
               here
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Below
               on
               Earth
               ,
               and
               all
               above
               ;
            
             
               They
               Heirs
               are
               made
               indeed
            
             
               Of
               all
               the
               Riches
               of
               both
               Worlds
               ,
            
             
               What
               more
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               can
               we
               need
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               
                 All
                 things
                 were
                 given
              
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               thy
               Fathers
               Heir
               ;
            
             
               And
               we
               with
               thee
               
                 Joynt
                 -
                 Heirs
              
               are
               too
               ,
            
             
               So
               much
               beloved
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               time
               drew
               near
               that
               thou
               must
               die
               ,
            
             
               And
               die
               thou
               didst
               likewise
               ;
            
             
               But
               first
               didst
               make
               thy
               Will
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Which
               in
               thy
               Gospel
               lyes
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               that
               is
               thy
               
                 last
                 testament
              
               ,
            
             
               For
               thou
               wilt
               make
               no
               more
               ;
            
             
               And
               by
               thy
               blood
               confirm'd
               it
               is
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               o're
               and
               o're
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               And
               for
               a
               Sign
               the
               Sacraments
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               likewise
               ordain
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               might
               see
               thy
               true
               intent
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               doubt
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 
                   former
                   Will
                
                 didst
                 disannull
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 it
                 was
                 weak
                 we
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 Since
                 
                   nothing
                   perfect
                   it
                   could
                   make
                
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 was
                 took
                 away
                 by
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thou
                 the
                 Testator
                 being
                 dead
                 ,
              
               
                 (
                 Yet
                 didst
                 revive
                 again
                 ,
                 )
              
               
                 Thy
                 Will
                 must
                 not
                 be
                 altered
                 ,
              
               
                 Upon
                 eternal
                 pain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Each
                 Precept
                 as
                 by
                 thee
                 't
                 is
                 left
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 care
                 we
                 must
                 observe
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 thy
                 
                   will
                   and
                   testament
                
              
               
                 We
                 Lord
                 ,
                 must
                 ,
                 never
                 swerve
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 If
                 Angels
                 should
                 this
                 thing
                 attempt
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 cursed
                 then
                 must
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 Let
                 Men
                 then
                 tremble
                 who
                 have
                 done
              
               
                 This
                 great
                 iniquity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 
                   Nothing
                   must
                   added
                
                 be
                 thereto
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 nothing
                 from
                 it
                 took
                 ;
              
               
                 Then
                 wo
                 to
                 such
                 ;
                 What
                 will
                 they
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 have
                 thy
                 Word
                 forsook
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 thy
                 
                   last
                   Will
                   and
                   Testament
                
              
               
                 Gives
                 right
                 and
                 title
                 too
              
               
                 Unto
                 thy
                 Saints
                 of
                 all
                 grace
                 here
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 glory
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 also
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Like
                 a
                 Testator
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 nam'd
              
               
                 The
                 Persons
                 who
                 shall
                 have
              
               
               
                 The
                 great
                 Possession
                 that
                 's
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 who
                 't
                 is
                 thou
                 wilt
                 save
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 They
                 are
                 all
                 such
                 whom
                 God
                 did
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 Dear
                 Saviour
                 unto
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 Who
                 shall
                 in
                 time
                 on
                 thee
                 believe
                 ,
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 and
                 new
                 creatures
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 let
                 's
                 see
                 if
                 we
                 are
                 such
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sweetly
                 let
                 us
                 sing
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 who
                 is
                 able
                 to
                 conceive
              
               
                 What
                 comfort
                 hence
                 does
                 spring
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             24.
             
          
           
             
               Cant.
               2.
               9.
               
            
             
               My
               Beloved
               is
               like
               a
               Roe
               ,
               or
               young
               Hart.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LIke
               as
               a
               Hart
               has
               a
               quick
               sight
               ,
            
             
               So
               thou
               art
               quick
               to
               see
               ;
            
             
               All
               wants
               that
               do
               attend
               thy
               Saints
               ,
            
             
               Lye
               open
               unto
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Their
               dangers
               too
               thou
               dost
               perceive
            
             
               All
               things
               before
               thee
               lye
               ;
            
             
               And
               help
               from
               thee
               we
               all
               shall
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               most
               speedily
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               like
               a
               Hart
               art
               quick
               to
               hear
               ,
            
             
               Although
               we
               do
               but
               groan
               ;
            
             
               The
               smallest
               sigh
               comes
               up
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               It
               pierces
               does
               thy
               Throne
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               loving
               art
               unto
               thy
               Spouse
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               exceed
               the
               Hind
               ;
            
             
               Most
               dearly
               dost
               thou
               tender
               her
               ,
            
             
               And
               bear
               her
               in
               thy
               mind
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               as
               a
               Hart
               is
               swift
               to
               run
               ,
            
             
               And
               can
               the
               Mountains
               climb
               ;
            
             
               So
               thou
               art
               swift
               to
               help
               thy
               Saints
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               wilt
               in
               good
               time
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               No
               opposition
               Men
               can
               make
               ,
            
             
               Or
               greatest
               difficulty
            
             
               Can
               thee
               obstruct
               ;
               for
               they
               relief
            
             
               Shall
               have
               most
               speedily
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Let
               's
               therefore
               sing
               ,
               and
               also
               say
               ,
            
             
               Be
               thou
               like
               a
               young
               Hart
               ;
            
             
               O
               haste
               ,
               dear
               Saviour
               ,
               come
               away
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               blessing
               to
               impart
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             25.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               10.
               9.
               
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               Door
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Way
               is
               found
               to
               happiness
               ,
            
             
               Heaven
               is
               a
               lovely
               place
               ;
            
             
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 the
                 Door
              
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               alone
            
             
               Through
               thee
               we
               see
               God's
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               All
               good
               lyes
               hid
               in
               God
               above
               ,
            
             
               Like
               to
               a
               House
               of
               store
               ;
            
             
               And
               such
               who
               would
               go
               in
               and
               eat
               ,
            
             
               Must
               enter
               by
               this
               Door
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               All
               true
               Men
               enter
               the
               right
               way
               ,
            
             
               They
               at
               the
               door
               go
               in
               ;
            
             
               No
               
                 Pardon
                 ,
                 Peace
              
               ,
               but
               't
               is
               by
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               
                 cleansing
                 from
                 our
                 sin
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               We
               in
               thy
               Church
               ought
               all
               to
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               Bring
               in
               more
               souls
               and
               more
            
             
               By
               thy
               Example
               ,
               Doctrine
               too
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               only
               Door
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               All
               praise
               and
               glory
               unto
               God
            
             
               Let
               us
               now
               sing
               again
               ;
            
             
               For
               shewing
               to
               us
               the
               right
               Door
               ,
            
             
               And
               bringing
               of
               us
               in
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             26.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               41.
               1.
               
            
             
               
                 Behold
                 my
                 Servant
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               Christ
               ,
               thou
               like
               a
               Servant
               wast
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               thou
               did
               here
               remain
               ;
            
             
               Such
               hard
               work
               was
               allotted
               thee
               ,
            
             
               As
               put
               thee
               to
               great
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               'T
               was
               hard
               work
               to
               redeem
               thy
               Church
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               sweat'st
               great
               drops
               of
               Blood
               ;
            
             
               Never
               did
               any
               Man
               sweat
               such
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               only
               for
               our
               good
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Hard
               work
               it
               was
               to
               war
               and
               fight
            
             
               Against
               those
               cruel
               foes
               ,
            
             
               Which
               sought
               our
               ruin
               day
               and
               night
               ,
            
             
               But
               thou
               layest
               on
               such
               blows
               ,
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               That
               all
               infernal
               spirits
               yield
               ,
            
             
               Sin
               ,
               World
               and
               Death
               also
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               o'recome
               ,
               and
               won
               the
               field
               ,
            
             
               This
               does
               thy
               power
               show
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               'T
               was
               hard
               to
               die
               ,
               that
               was
               thy
               work
               ,
            
             
               And
               more
               must
               yet
               be
               done
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Temple
               build
               ,
               and
               Vineyard
               plant
               ,
            
             
               Fell
               to
               thy
               lot
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Servants
               are
               of
               inferiour
               rank
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               thy self
               deny
               ,
            
             
               And
               didst
               not
               reputation
               seek
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               great
               humility
            
          
           
             
               VVhich
               thou
               was
               pleased
               then
               to
               show
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Fathers
               honour
               sought
               ,
            
             
               And
               unto
               him
               great
               honour
               too
            
             
               Thou
               by
               thy
               work
               hast
               brought
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 'T
                 was
                 not
                 to
                 
                   do
                   thy
                   will
                
                 alone
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 his
                 who
                 did
                 thee
                 send
                 ;
              
               
                 In
                 ev'ry
                 thing
                 ,
                 
                   O
                   holy
                   One
                
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 didest
                 condescend
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thou
                 hast
                 
                   to
                   wages
                   a
                   just
                   right
                
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 other
                 Servants
                 have
                 ;
              
               
                 Hence
                 crowned
                 art
                 with
                 glory
                 bright
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 more
                 than
                 that
                 dost
                 crave
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 souls
                 of
                 all
                 thine
                 
                   own
                   Elect
                
              
               
                 Thy
                 wages
                 are
                 also
                 ;
              
               
               
                 VVith
                 grace
                 they
                 must
                 be
                 all
                 bedeck't
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 crown'd
                 they
                 shall
                 be
                 too
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 
                   Heathen's
                   thine
                   Inheritance
                
                 ,
              
               
                 Possession
                 thou
                 must
                 have
              
               
                 Of
                 all
                 the
                 Earth
                 ,
                 in
                 God's
                 good
                 time
              
               
                 The
                 same
                 thou
                 shalt
                 receive
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 
                   Because
                   thou
                   didst
                   thy
                   soul
                   pour
                   forth
                   ,
                
              
               
                 God
                 to
                 thee
                 will
                 divide
              
               
                 A
                 portion
                 with
                 th'
                 Kings
                 o'
                 th'
                 Earth
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 bring
                 down
                 all
                 their
                 pride
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 They
                 at
                 thy
                 feet
                 their
                 Crowns
                 shall-lay
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 thee
                 
                   bend
                   their
                   knees
                
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Scepter
                 thou
                 alone
                 shalt
                 sway
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 chop
                 down
                 all
                 high
                 Trees
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 though
                 a
                 Servant
                 ,
                 yet
                 a
                 Son
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 faithful
                 was
                 and
                 true
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 nothing
                 thou
                 hast
                 left
                 undone
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhich
                 to
                 thee
                 he
                 did
                 shew
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 But
                 all
                 things
                 plainly
                 didst
                 declare
                 ,
              
               
                 Even
                 
                   all
                   thy
                   Father's
                   will
                
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhich
                 in
                 thy
                 word
                 's
                 left
                 very
                 clear
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 it
                 might
                 fulfill
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 us
                 now
                 learn
                 of
                 thee
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 be
                 of
                 the
                 fame
                 mind
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 humble
                 Servants
                 all
                 become
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 shall
                 we
                 comfort
                 find
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 And
                 of
                 thy
                 service
                 never
                 be
              
               
                 Asham'd
                 ;
                 for
                 if
                 we
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 face
                 with
                 comfort
                 shall
                 not
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 wrathful
                 frowns
                 must
                 bear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Thou
                 in
                 thy
                 Father's
                 House
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 ever
                 dost
                 abide
                 ;
              
               
                 We
                 from
                 thy
                 lips
                 must
                 take
                 God's
                 Law
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 glory
                 not
                 divide
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Betwixt
                 thy self
                 and
                 Moses
                 ,
                 who
              
               
                 Is
                 turned
                 out
                 of
                 door
                 ;
              
               
                 Ah!
                 him
                 we
                 must
                 not
                 hearken
                 to
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 to
                 thee
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 This
                 let
                 us
                 do
                 with
                 greatest
                 care
                 ,
              
               
                 Since
                 thou
                 so
                 faithful
                 art
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 every-thing
                 hast
                 left
                 so
                 clear
              
               
                 To
                 every
                 thinking
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Thy
                 praises
                 therefore
                 we
                 will
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 set
                 thy
                 glory
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 though
                 a
                 Servant
                 ,
                 yet
                 art
                 King
                 ,
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 King
                 of
                 Heaven
                 and
                 Earth
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             27.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               7.
               14.
               
            
             
               
                 He
                 is
                 King
                 of
                 Kings
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               THou
               art
               a
               
                 King
                 in
                 Dignity
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               of
               most
               noble
               birth
               ,
            
             
               Descended
               from
               the
               Lord
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               The
               God
               of
               Heaven
               and
               Earth
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               And
               thou
               also
               proclaimed
               art
            
             
               By
               Men
               and
               Angels
               too
               ,
            
             
               To
               be
               the
               only
               Potentate
            
             
               Before
               whom
               all
               must
               bow
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               God's
               Spirit
               did
               thee
               King
               anoint
               ,
            
             
               To
               reign
               for
               evermore
               ;
            
             
               And
               to
               this
               office
               thee
               appoint
               ,
            
             
               When
               out
               God
               did
               it
               pour
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Abundantly
               ,
               to
               such
               degree
            
             
               That
               none
               before
               thee
               had
               ;
            
             
               And
               like
               a
               King
               with
               Sovereignty
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               Jesus
               thou
               art
               clad
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               
                 All
                 power
                 unto
                 thee
                 is
                 given
              
            
             
               
                 As
                 Mediator
              
               ,
               so
            
             
               That
               all
               on
               Earth
               and
               Heaven
               must
            
             
               Yield
               all
               obedience
               to
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               thy
               Laws
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               by
               them
            
             
               We
               must
               be
               rul'd
               alway
               ;
            
             
               And
               such
               who
               will
               not
               own
               thee
               King
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               destroy
               one
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Adore
               ,
               and
               see
               ye
               reverence
               him
               ,
            
             
               All
               ye
               who
               live
               on
               Earth
               ;
            
             
               Obey
               his
               Laws
               ,
               Saints
               sing
               his
               Praise
               ,
            
             
               And
               set
               his
               Glory
               forth
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 He
                 's
                 King
                 of
                 Saints
                 and
                 Nations
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 in
                 our
                 hearts
                 must
                 reign
                 ;
              
               
               
                 And
                 sway
                 the
                 Sceptre
                 there
                 alone
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 Rebels
                 must
                 be
                 slain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 
                   tyrant
                   sin
                
                 you
                 must
                 give
                 up
              
               
                 To
                 his
                 victorious
                 sword
                 ;
              
               
                 Least
                 countenance
                 to
                 any
                 lust
                 ,
              
               
                 None
                 of
                 us
                 must
                 afford
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 he
                 a
                 larger
                 Kingdom
                 hath
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 shall
                 soon
                 possess
              
               
                 All
                 Kingdoms
                 which
                 are
                 thro'
                 the
                 Earth
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 peace
                 he
                 will
                 them
                 bless
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 This
                 power
                 to
                 himself
                 he
                 'll
                 take
              
               
                 In
                 spite
                 of
                 Earth
                 and
                 Hell
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 haughty
                 Monarchs
                 he
                 will
                 shake
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 tyranny
                 expell
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Thou
                 ,
                 like
                 a
                 King
                 ,
                 dost
                 honour
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 titles
                 which
                 are
                 high
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 ev'ry
                 Subject
                 's
                 made
                 by
                 thee
              
               
                 A
                 Prince
                 in
                 dignity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 A
                 Kingdom
                 too
                 thou
                 hast
                 in
                 store
              
               
                 For
                 every
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 they
                 shall
                 reign
                 for
                 evermore
                 ,
              
               
                 O're
                 such
                 who
                 did
                 contemn
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 These
                 faithful
                 Servants
                 who
                 to
                 thee
              
               
                 Sincerely
                 did
                 adhere
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 they
                 ,
                 when
                 thou
                 O
                 Lord
                 dost
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 Crowns
                 of
                 Glory
                 wear
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 8
              
               
                 Sing
                 praises
                 therefore
                 ,
                 O
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 praise
                 unto
                 our
                 King
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 make
                 the
                 ●ame
                 of
                 Jesus
                 Christ
              
               
                 Throughout
                 the
                 Earth
                 to
                 ring
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             28.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               5.
               5.
               
            
             
               
                 The
                 Lion
                 of
                 the
                 Tribe
                 of
                 Juda
                 hath
                 prevailed
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               Jesus
               thou
               art
               like
               a
               Lamb
               ,
            
             
               Most
               meek
               and
               innocent
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               like
               a
               Lion
               art
               also
            
             
               To
               such
               who
               don
               't
               repent
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Until
               the
               time
               thou
               dost
               awake
               ,
            
             
               And
               rise
               up
               to
               the
               prey
               ;
            
             
               Then
               vengeance
               on
               them
               thou
               wilt
               take
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               in
               wrath
               wilt
               slay
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Majesty
               is
               full
               of
               dread
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               thy
               awful
               frown
               ,
            
             
               As
               Lions
               do
               ,
               so
               wilt
               thou
               roar
               ,
            
             
               And
               tear
               great
               Babel
               down
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               A
               Lion
               is
               the
               King
               of
               Beasts
               ,
            
             
               And
               also
               very
               strong
               ;
            
             
               That
               thou
               art
               King
               of
               all
               the
               Earth
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               shall
               know
               ere
               long
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thou
               like
               a
               Lion
               wilt
               revenge
            
             
               The
               injury
               done
               to
               thine
               ;
            
             
             
               And
               righteously
               retaliate
            
             
               On
               such
               who
               did
               design
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               ruin
               of
               thy
               chosen
               ones
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               have
               sadly
               spoyl'd
               ;
            
             
               For
               thou
               hast
               heard
               their
               bitter
               groans
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               Foes
               have
               them
               revil'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Therefore
               ye
               Sinners
               now
               submit
               ,
            
             
               That
               you
               may
               favour
               find
               ;
            
             
               And
               throw
               your selves
               at
               Jesus
               feet
               ,
            
             
               To
               mercy
               he
               's
               inclin'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               If
               you
               before
               this
               Lion
               do
            
             
               Your selves
               now
               prostrate
               lye
               ;
            
             
               Your
               great
               humility
               do
               show
               ,
            
             
               You
               'll
               find
               his
               clemency
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 When
                 th'
                 
                   Lion
                   roars
                
                 all
                 
                   Beasts
                   do
                   quake
                
              
               
                 Which
                 in
                 the
                 Forest
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 When
                 out
                 of
                 Sion
                 Christ
                 does
                 roar
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 tremble
                 will
                 you
                 'll
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 What
                 will
                 become
                 of
                 Murtherers
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 have
                 destroy'd
                 the
                 earth
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 inquisition's
                 made
                 for
                 blood
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 thy
                 wrath
                 breaketh
                 forth
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Ye
                 Saints
                 of
                 his
                 ,
                 by
                 Faith
                 and
                 Prayer
              
               
                 Do
                 you
                 this
                 
                   Lion
                   rouze
                
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 save
                 poor
                 Sion
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 tear
              
               
                 To
                 pieces
                 all
                 his
                 Foes
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 now
                 ye
                 wicked
                 wretches
                 all
              
               
                 Who
                 don
                 't
                 this
                 Lion
                 fear
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 think
                 his
                 Lamb-like
                 nature
                 's
                 such
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Lion
                 he
                 'll
                 appear
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 You
                 'll
                 find
                 er'e
                 long
                 his
                 clemency
              
               
                 Will
                 into
                 fury
                 turn
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 will
                 not
                 then
                 regard
                 your
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 Whilst
                 you
                 in
                 Hell
                 do
                 burn
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 all
                 ye
                 Saints
                 rejoyce
                 and
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 This
                 Lion's
                 on
                 your
                 side
                 ;
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 for
                 your
                 sakes
                 he
                 will
                 arouze
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 soon
                 the
                 prey
                 divide
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 i'
                 th'
                 mean
                 while
                 he
                 able
                 is
              
               
                 To
                 save
                 you
                 and
                 defend
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 full
                 of
                 bowels
                 is
                 to
                 you
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 will
                 be
                 to
                 th'
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             29.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               7.
               26.
               
            
             
               For
               such
               an
               High
               Priest
               be
               cometh
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               a
               Priest
               ,
               Lord
               Christ
               ,
               we
               know
            
             
               The
               Father
               did
               thee
               call
               ;
            
             
               And
               consecrated
               thee
               likewise
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               he
               did
               thee
               install
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Into
               this
               place
               and
               office
               great
            
             
               Thy self
               to
               glorifie
               ,
            
             
             
               our
               High
               Priest
               thou
               didst
               not
               seek
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               't
               was
               not
               in
               thine
               eye
               :
            
          
           
             
               But
               hadst
               a
               lawful
               call
               thereto
               ,
            
             
               By
               him
               who
               had
               the
               right
            
             
               Or
               to
               confer
               Priesthood
               on
               thee
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               pleasant
               in
               his
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               God
               did
               thee
               then
               anoint
               also
            
             
               With
               Oyntment
               all
               divine
               ;
            
             
               And
               Priestly
               Robes
               did
               put
               on
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Which
               gloriously
               do
               shine
               .
            
          
           
             
               Thy
               work
               it
               was
               ,
               and
               thine
               alone
            
             
               To
               offer
               Sacrifice
               ;
            
             
               T
               was
               with
               thy
               Blood
               thou
               didst
               attone
            
             
               for
               our
               iniquities
               .
            
          
           
             
               They
               daily
               Offerings
               did
               bring
               ,
            
             
               But
               none
               could
               wrath
               appease
               ;
            
             
               ●ut
               from
               thy
               one
               sweet
               Offering
            
             
               God's
               justice
               thou
               dost
               please
            
          
           
             
               To
               such
               degree
               that
               he
               does
               cry
               ,
            
             
               He
               's
               pacify'd
               for
               ever
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               that
               do
               unto
               thee
               fly
               ,
            
             
               They
               pardon'd
               are
               besure
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 It
                 is
                 thy
                 
                   Lips
                   that
                   Knowledge
                   teach
                
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Law
                 too
                 we
                 must
                 have
              
               
                 From
                 thy
                 own
                 Mouth
                 ,
                 whose
                 words
                 can
                 reach
              
               
                 Our
                 precious
                 Souls
                 to
                 save
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thou
                 of
                 
                   Uncleanness
                   art
                   to
                   judge
                
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 
                   Plague
                   of
                   Leprosie
                
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 in
                 the
                 Head
                 it
                 does
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 knowest
                 perfectly
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 When
                 sin
                 in
                 the
                 affection
                 's
                 found
                 .
              
               
                 And
                 cursed
                 enmity
              
               
                 Is
                 in
                 the
                 mind
                 ,
                 thou
                 dost
                 pronounce
              
               
                 Their
                 plaguei'th
                 '
                 Head
                 to
                 lie
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 Christ
                 ,
                 whose
                 work
                 it
              
               
                 Thy
                 people
                 all
                 to
                 bless
                 ;
              
               
                 Which
                 thou
                 dost
                 do
                 by
                 
                   turning
                   them
                
              
               
                 From
                 sin
                 and
                 wickedness
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Thou
                 blesses
                 them
                 with
                 grace
                 and
                 peace
              
               
                 These
                 blessings
                 are
                 indeed
                 ;
              
               
                 Those
                 who
                 are
                 blessed
                 ,
                 Lord
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 Death
                 and
                 Hell
                 are
                 freed
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Thou
                 ,
                 as
                 the
                 
                   High
                   Priest
                
                 did
                 of
                 old
                 ,
              
               
                 Enter'd
                 the
                 Holy
                 place
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 thou
                 didst
                 enter
                 Heaven
                 it self
                 ,
              
               
                 Fill'd
                 full
                 of
                 precious
                 grace
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 't
                 was
                 by
                 blood
                 thou
                 didst
                 go
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 Blood
                 of
                 thine
                 most
                 dear
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 hast
                 attonement
                 made
                 for
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 therefore
                 dost
                 appear
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Before
                 the
                 Throne
                 of
                 God
                 most
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 Having
                 redemption
                 gain'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 last
                 will
                 to
                 eternity
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 blessing
                 hast
                 obtain'd
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 The
                 Prayers
                 of
                 Saints
                 like
                 a
                 Perfume
              
               
                 Come
                 up
                 to
                 God
                 above
                 ;
              
               
                 being
                 offer'd
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 Incense
                 he
                 doth
                 love
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 They
                 offered
                 the
                 
                   Bodies
                   of
                   Beasts
                
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhich
                 could
                 not
                 satisfie
              
               
                 God's
                 justice
                 ,
                 neither
                 could
                 that
                 Blood
              
               
                 Our
                 Conscience
                 purifie
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 And
                 therefore
                 thou
                 (
                 and
                 once
                 for
                 all
                 )
              
               
                 Didst
                 offer
                 up
                 thy
                 Blood
                 ;
              
               
                 ●nd
                 by
                 that
                 one
                 Offering
                 hast
                 thou
              
               
                 Procur'd
                 our
                 lasting
                 good
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 No
                 Priest
                 hast
                 thou
                 for
                 to
                 succeed
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Offering
                 more
                 for
                 Sin
                 ;
              
               
                 ●r
                 if
                 we
                 needed
                 any
                 else
                 ,
              
               
                 Thine
                 had
                 not
                 perfect
                 bin
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Let
                 
                   Romish
                   Errours
                
                 then
                 be
                 loath'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Of
                 a
                 Successor
                 vain
                 ;
              
               
                 ●et
                 Antichrist
                 with
                 shame
                 be
                 cloath'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 would
                 Christ's
                 glory
                 stain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Now
                 let
                 us
                 bring
                 true
                 contrite
                 hearts
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 is
                 a
                 Sacrifice
              
               
                 That
                 God
                 through
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 does
                 love
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 very
                 highly
                 prize
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 unto
                 him
                 let
                 's
                 offer
                 up
              
               
                 Both
                 Prayer
                 and
                 Praise
                 each
                 day
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 on
                 the
                 Merits
                 of
                 his
                 Blood
              
               
                 Our selves
                 for
                 ever
                 stay
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 to
                 our
                 High
                 Priest
                 sing
              
               
                 With
                 grace
                 in
                 all
                 our
                 hearts
                 ;
              
               
                 Whose
                 precious
                 Blood
                 is
                 that
                 one
                 Spring
              
               
                 Of
                 all
                 good
                 he
                 imparts
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             30.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               10.
               11.
               
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               good
               Shepheard
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               a
               Shepherd
               ,
               and
               thy
               Sheep
            
             
               Are
               all
               most
               dearly
               bought
               ;
            
             
               Most
               safely
               thou
               wilt
               them
               all
               keep
               ,
            
             
               The
               lost
               ones
               shall
               be
               sought
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Into
               green
               Pastures
               we
               are
               led
               ,
            
             
               Most
               blessed
               Lord
               ,
               by
               thee
               ;
            
             
               And
               there
               are
               we
               most
               choicely
               fed
               ,
            
             
               Well
               water'd
               also
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Sheep
               to
               purchase
               thou
               didst
               die
               ,
            
             
               What
               Shepherd
               was
               so
               good
               ?
            
             
               None
               never
               loved
               his
               Sheep
               so
               ,
            
             
               To
               buy
               them
               with
               his
               Blood.
               
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               A
               Fold
               ,
               and
               a
               sweet
               resting-place
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               also
               provide
               ,
            
             
               To
               shadow
               us
               from
               scorching
               heat
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               refresh
               our
               mind
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Thy
               voice
               let
               's
               hear
               ,
               and
               
                 follow
                 thee
              
               ,
            
             
               A
               Stranger
               's
               voice
               let
               's
               know
               ;
            
             
               ●●d
               them
               forsake
               ,
               the
               right
               way
               take
               ,
            
             
               Where
               the
               old
               Flock
               did
               go
               .
            
          
           
             
               And
               to
               our
               Shepherd
               we
               will
               sing
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               thy
               Mark
               can
               see
            
             
               ●●
               us
               is
               set
               ,
               from
               thence
               will
               spring
            
             
               Joy
               to
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             31.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               14.
               6.
               
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               HE
               that
               would
               some
               choice
               thing
               attain
               ,
            
             
               Or
               to
               a
               place
               would
               go
               ;
            
             
               way
               for
               him
               some
               must
               explain
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               the
               way
               must
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               We
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               would
               find
               the
               way
               to
               bliss
               ,
            
             
               Where
               does
               thy
               Father
               dwell
               ;
            
             
               ●o
               Habitation
               like
               to
               his
               ,
            
             
               His
               favour
               does
               excell
               .
            
          
           
             
               How
               shall
               we
               take
               up
               our
               abode
            
             
               In
               him
               whom
               we
               should
               love
               ?
            
             
               ●ow
               shall
               we
               find
               the
               way
               to
               God
               ,
            
             
               And
               come
               to
               him
               above
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               way
               was
               barr'd
               up
               by
               our
               sin
               ,
            
             
               Another's
               opened
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               way
               ,
               by
               thee
               must
               we
            
             
               For
               evermore
               be
               led
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               By
               thy
               sweet
               Life
               ,
               and
               by
               thy
               Death
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               thy
               Doctrine
               too
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               way
               ,
               none
               else
               on
               earth
            
             
               Is
               there
               for
               us
               to
               go
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 no
                 way
                 to
                 God
                 most
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 only
                 Lord
                 by
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 No
                 other
                 Name
                 whereby
                 we
                 sav'd
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 can
                 ever
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 As
                 thou
                 the
                 Mediator
                 art
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 didst
                 attone
                 for
                 sin
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 thy
                 own
                 merits
                 dost
                 impart
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 way
                 in
                 thee
                 is
                 seen
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 As
                 thou
                 a
                 Priest
                 for
                 us
                 didst
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 King
                 o're
                 us
                 to
                 reign
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 as
                 a
                 Prophet
                 us
                 to
                 teach
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 see
                 the
                 way
                 most
                 plain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 way
                 of
                 pardon
                 and
                 of
                 peace
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 be
                 justify'd
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 way
                 to
                 union
                 with
                 our
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 by
                 thee
                 who
                 dy'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 If
                 we
                 would
                 have
                 eternal
                 life
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 the
                 way
                 thereto
                 ;
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 not
                 by
                 our
                 own
                 righteousness
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 some
                 that
                 way
                 do
                 go
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 No
                 't
                 is
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
                 by
                 thee
                 alone
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 the
                 way
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ;
              
               
               
                 T
                 is
                 by
                 thy
                 merits
                 ,
                 on
                 them
                 to
                 rest
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 grace
                 do
                 thou
                 afford
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 we
                 thy
                 praises
                 will
                 sing
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 the
                 way
                 rejoyce
                 ;
              
               
                 Nay
                 sing
                 again
                 melodiously
              
               
                 With
                 a
                 most
                 chearful
                 voice
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Phird
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 This
                 is
                 the
                 
                   good
                   old
                   way
                
                 we
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 ever
                 saved
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 was
                 in
                 this
                 way
                 they
                 all
                 did
                 go
                 ,
              
               
                 None
                 else
                 did
                 God
                 prepare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Yet
                 't
                 is
                 a
                 new
                 and
                 living
                 way
                 ,
              
               
                 Prepared
                 't
                 was
                 by
                 blood
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 walk
                 in
                 it
                 ,
                 don't
                 go
                 astray
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 way
                 is
                 very
                 good
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Most
                 safe
                 and
                 easie
                 to
                 the
                 soul
              
               
                 Who
                 does
                 on
                 Christ
                 depend
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 the
                 way
                 we
                 do
                 each
                 day
              
               
                 Meet
                 with
                 our
                 dearest
                 Friend
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Sweet
                 company
                 besides
                 also
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 do
                 each
                 other
                 love
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 none
                 can
                 in
                 this
                 streight
                 way
                 go
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 those
                 born
                 from
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 We
                 in
                 the
                 way
                 find
                 all
                 things
                 cheap
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 charges
                 all
                 are
                 born
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 other
                 blessings
                 thou
                 dost
                 heap
                 ,
              
               
                 Rouze
                 up
                 and
                 do
                 not
                 mourn
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 Ye
                 drooping
                 Souls
                 ,
                 you
                 have
                 a
                 Guide
              
               
                 Who
                 never
                 will
                 you
                 leave
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 will
                 defend
                 you
                 on
                 e'ry
                 side
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 unto
                 him
                 you
                 cleave
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Besides
                 you
                 are
                 now
                 almost
                 come
              
               
                 Unto
                 your
                 journeys
                 end
                 ;
              
               
                 Behold
                 you
                 are
                 in
                 sight
                 of
                 home
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 pace
                 O
                 therefore
                 mend
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Cast
                 off
                 your
                 loads
                 ,
                 O
                 come
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 as
                 you
                 do
                 go
                 ;
              
               
                 Sing
                 praise
                 to
                 Christ
                 continually
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 whence
                 all
                 blessings
                 flow
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             32.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Cor.
               10.
               4.
               
            
             
               And
               that
               Rock
               was
               Christ.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               
                 Rock
                 of
                 Ages
              
               Lord
               thou
               art
               ,
            
             
               On
               thee
               we
               do
               depend
               ;
            
             
               
                 Upon
                 this
                 Rock
              
               let
               us
               be
               built
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               let
               
                 Rains
                 descend
              
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Let
               Floods
               rise
               high
               ,
               and
               let
               Storms
               beat
               ,
            
             
               We
               shall
               securely
               stand
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               others
               Fall
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               will
               be
               great
               ,
            
             
               Who
               
                 build
                 upon
                 the
                 Sand.
              
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               in
               this
               Rock
               let
               us
               be
               hid
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               we
               will
               not
               fear
               ;
            
             
             
               Though
               Seas
               do
               swell
               ,
               and
               Waves
               do
               roar
               ,
            
             
               And
               dangers
               great
               are
               near
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               In
               this
               sweet
               Rock
               we
               Honey
               find
               ,
            
             
               And
               living
               Waters
               flow
               ;
            
             
               This
               Rock
               likewise
               does
               Jewels
               sweat
               ,
            
             
               Here
               's
               golden
               Mines
               also
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               This
               Rock
               is
               high
               ,
               mount
               up
               with
               speed
               ,
            
             
               You
               Canaan
               may
               espy
               ;
            
             
               If
               you
               by
               Faith
               ascend
               this
               Rock
               ,
            
             
               To
               you
               it
               will
               seem
               nigh
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Here
               let
               us
               dwell
               ,
               the
               shadow
               's
               good
            
             
               For
               such
               who
               weary
               be
               ;
            
             
               The
               hungry
               soul
               here
               may
               have
               food
               ,
            
             
               And
               be
               from
               dangers
               free
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Then
               sing
               ye
               praise
               unto
               your
               Rock
               ,
            
             
               No
               Rock
               is
               like
               to
               this
               ;
            
             
               The
               Rock
               of
               our
               Salvation
               great
            
             
               A
               Sanctuary
               is
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Do
               not
               forsake
               your
               Rock
               be
               sure
               ,
            
             
               O
               sing
               continually
               ;
            
             
               Our
               dwelling-place
               it
               is
               secure
               ,
            
             
               Praise
               him
               that
               dwells
               on
               high
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             33.
             
          
           
             
               Zech.
               13.
               1.
               
            
             
               
                 In
                 that
                 day
                 there
                 shall
                 be
                 a
                 Fountain
                 opened
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               a
               Fountain
               ,
               Holy
               One
               ,
            
             
               The
               Head
               of
               ev'ry
               Spring
               ;
            
             
               All
               fulness
               is
               in
               thee
               alone
               ,
            
             
               To
               thee
               we
               therefore
               sing
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               A
               Fountain
               full
               of
               grace
               and
               peace
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               it
               does
               overflow
               ;
            
             
               Its
               waters
               run
               ,
               and
               never
               cease
               ,
            
             
               The
               like
               's
               not
               here
               below
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               vent
               is
               made
               ,
               and
               it
               does
               run
               ,
            
             
               And
               sends
               its
               waters
               forth
               ;
            
             
               The
               streams
               this
               way
               and
               that
               way
               turn
            
             
               To
               water
               the
               dry
               earth
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               All
               the
               low
               places
               do
               receive
            
             
               These
               waters
               evermore
               ;
            
             
               On
               humble
               souls
               who
               do
               believe
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               thy
               blessings
               pour
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Into
               these
               Valleys
               thou
               dost
               send
            
             
               Thy
               precious
               streams
               amain
               ;
            
             
               Those
               Meadows
               well
               are
               watered
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               watered
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Like
               as
               the
               Sun
               is
               full
               of
               light
               ,
            
             
               And
               Waters
               fill
               the
               Sea
               ;
            
             
             
               So
               art
               thou
               full
               of
               goodness
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               So
               is
               that
               grace
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               How
               many
               Vessels
               hast
               thou
               fill'd
            
             
               Since
               first
               the
               Fountain
               run
               !
            
             
               And
               many
               thousands
               more
               wilt
               fill
            
             
               Before
               that
               thou
               hast
               done
               !
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 All
                 Souls
                 of
                 Saints
                 that
                 ever
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 did
                 true
                 grace
                 possess
                 ,
              
               
                 Were
                 fill'd
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 we
                 see
              
               
                 There
                 's
                 ne're
                 a
                 drop
                 the
                 less
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Great
                 Vessels
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 Churches
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 all
                 these
                 thou
                 dost
                 fill
                 ;
              
               
                 A
                 gracious
                 measure
                 they
                 all
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 According
                 to
                 thy
                 will.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 A
                 bigger
                 Vessel
                 we
                 espy
              
               
                 Thou
                 empty
                 wi
                 lt
                 anon
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 fill
                 it
                 full
                 of
                 grace
                 likewise
              
               
                 Before
                 that
                 thou
                 hast
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 This
                 Vessel
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 is
                 the
                 whole
                 Earth
              
               
                 That
                 now
                 abounds
                 with
                 sin
                 ;
              
               
                 Thou
                 wilt
                 it
                 empty
                 o're
                 awhile
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 fill
                 it
                 full
                 agen
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Nay
                 ,
                 thou
                 wilt
                 
                   turn
                   it
                   upside
                   down
                
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 some
                 their
                 Vessels
                 do
                 ;
              
               
                 To
                 empty
                 it
                 of
                 wickedness
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 now
                 aboundeth
                 so
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 the
                 earth
                 with
                 knowledge
                 shall
              
               
                 As
                 Seas
                 with
                 water
                 swell
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 filled
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 Holy
                 Writ
                 does
                 tell
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 well
                 it
                 is
                 thou
                 hast
                 so
                 much
              
               
                 Water
                 of
                 life
                 in
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 all
                 our
                 Vessels
                 empty
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Besides
                 they
                 leaky
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Nor
                 is
                 there
                 any
                 other
                 Well
              
               
                 Our
                 wants
                 for
                 to
                 supply
                 ;
              
               
                 We
                 must
                 unto
                 this
                 Fountain
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 else
                 our
                 souls
                 will
                 die
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 All
                 people
                 that
                 on
                 earth
                 do
                 dwell
                 ,
              
               
                 Of●
                 water
                 stand
                 in
                 need
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 none
                 is
                 there
                 to
                 be
                 found
                 out
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 what
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 does
                 proceed
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 From
                 thine
                 own
                 self
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 O
                 well
              
               
                 Unto
                 thee
                 we
                 will
                 sing
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 mighty
                 Sea
                 !
                 and
                 Fountain
                 deep
                 !
              
               
                 And
                 every
                 lasting
                 Spring
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 With
                 Saints
                 of
                 old
                 we
                 'll
                 sing
                 this
                 Song
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 say
                 ,
                 
                   Spring
                   up
                   O
                   Well
                
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 send
                 thy
                 water
                 forth
                 ,
                 and
                 now
              
               
                 Refresh
                 thy
                 Israel
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Here
                 we
                 may
                 wash
                 ,
                 and
                 healed
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 cleansed
                 from
                 our
                 sin
                 ;
              
               
               
                 Here
                 we
                 may
                 drink
                 who
                 thirsty
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 thirst
                 agen
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 unto
                 the
                 Fountain
                 now
                 !
              
               
                 O
                 haste
                 and
                 come
                 with
                 speed
                 !
              
               
                 Behold
                 't
                 is
                 open
                 ,
                 come
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 These
                 waters
                 you
                 do
                 need
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Before
                 the
                 Fountain
                 is
                 seal'd
                 up
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 God
                 the
                 stream
                 does
                 turn
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 ye
                 Sinners
                 ,
                 wash
                 your
                 souls
                 !
              
               
                 See
                 how
                 the
                 waters
                 run
                 !
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             34.
             
          
           
             
               Col.
               1.
               18.
               
            
             
               He
               is
               the
               Head
               of
               the
               Body
               ,
               the
               Church
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               holy
               Son
               of
               God
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               thou
               who
               art
               the
               Head
            
             
               Of
               Angels
               ,
               whose
               great
               dignity
            
             
               Most
               famously
               is
               spread
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Ye
               glorious
               Seraphims
               above
               ,
            
             
               And
               Principalities
               ,
            
             
               Most
               willingly
               do
               Christ
               adore
               ,
            
             
               In
               whom
               all
               fulness
               lyes
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               Head
               of
               human
               race
               ,
            
             
               The
               Head
               of
               every
               Man
               ;
            
             
               The
               Head
               too
               of
               thy
               Church
               also
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               glory
               no
               tongue
               can
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               Set
               forth
               according
               to
               thy
               worth
               ,
            
             
               Most
               great
               in
               dignity
               ;
            
             
               And
               of
               such
               high
               and
               noble
               birth
               ,
            
             
               All
               Beings
               dost
               outvie
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               'T
               is
               by
               thy
               glorions
               influence
            
             
               The
               body
               is
               sustain'd
               ;
            
             
               As
               thou
               hast
               the
               preheminence
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               all
               glories
               gain'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Each
               member
               is
               supply'd
               by
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               held
               in
               sacred
               bonds
               ;
            
             
               And
               nourish'd
               are
               continually
               ,
            
             
               And
               under
               thy
               commands
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               governing
               part
               Iyes
               in
               the
               head
               ,
            
             
               In
               it
               our
               glory
               lies
               ;
            
             
               And
               if
               the
               head
               be
               once
               strook
               off
               ,
            
             
               The
               body
               straitway
               dies
               .
            
          
           
             
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 And
                 since
                 thou
                 livest
                 evermore
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 hence
                 also
                 we
                 know
              
               
                 Thy
                 body
                 and
                 each
                 member
                 shall
              
               
                 For
                 ever
                 live
                 also
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 All
                 praise
                 and
                 glory
                 therefore
                 we
              
               
                 A
                 scribe
                 unto
                 our
                 Head
                 ;
              
               
                 All
                 reverence
                 belongs
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 whom
                 we
                 're
                 governed
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 one
                 head
                 can
                 the
                 body
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 if
                 it
                 should
                 have
                 two
                 ,
              
               
               
                 It
                 would
                 a
                 frightful
                 monster
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 mortal
                 Creatures
                 know
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Now
                 cursed
                 Babel
                 ,
                 look
                 thou
                 to
                 't
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 weigh
                 it
                 well
                 therefore
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 since
                 thou
                 hast
                 a
                 new
                 Head
                 got
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 an
                 errant
                 Whore.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             35.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               1.
               36.
               
            
             
               Behold
               the
               Lamb
               of
               God.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HAil
               ,
               blessed
               Lamb
               ,
               thou
               Lamb
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               So
               harmless
               and
               so
               meek
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               glory
               great
               O
               we
               would
               raise
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               honour
               always
               seek
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               
                 No
                 spot
                 nor
                 blemish
              
               was
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               But
               yet
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               wast
               sold
            
             
               For
               a
               poor
               price
               ,
               who
               's
               worth
               can't
               be
            
             
               Computed
               nor
               be
               told
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Sold
               and
               deliver'd
               up
               also
            
             
               Into
               the
               Butchers
               hands
               ;
            
             
               Who
               mangled
               thee
               inhumanly
            
             
               Who
               Heaven
               and
               Earth
               commands
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               A
               Sacrifice
               thou
               didst
               become
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               willing
               wast
               to
               die
               ;
            
             
               And
               meekly
               as
               a
               Lamb
               is
               dumb
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               took'st
               it
               patiently
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 No
                 Lamb
                 so
                 innocent
                 as
                 thou
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 none
                 so
                 lovely
                 are
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 a
                 bosom
                 thou
                 didst
                 lye
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 whom
                 none
                 can
                 compare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 best
                 of
                 all
                 the
                 flock
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 chief
                 of
                 all
                 below
                 :
              
               
                 Behold
                 him
                 then
                 ,
                 and
                 fall
                 in
                 love
              
               
                 Ye
                 would
                 if
                 you
                 did
                 know
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 worth
                 of
                 him
                 and
                 the
                 great
                 need
              
               
                 You
                 have
                 of
                 precious
                 food
                 :
              
               
                 By
                 Faith
                 you
                 must
                 on
                 this
                 Lamb
                 feed
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 drink
                 his
                 blood
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Or
                 else
                 you
                 shall
                 be
                 sure
                 to
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 Flesh
                 is
                 meat
                 indeed
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 is
                 his
                 Blood
                 :
                 O
                 will
                 you
                 try
                 ?
              
               
                 There
                 's
                 nothing
                 more
                 you
                 need
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Ye
                 who
                 do
                 eat
                 his
                 Flesh
                 shall
                 live
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 shall
                 ye
                 die
                 ;
              
               
                 His
                 Flesh
                 and
                 Blood
                 to
                 you
                 does
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 Take
                 it
                 then
                 thankfully
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 unto
                 the
                 holy
                 Lamb
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 Praises
                 now
                 therefore
                 :
              
               
                 O
                 praise
                 him
                 that
                 he
                 hither
                 came
                 !
              
               
                 Sing
                 Praises
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             36.
             
          
           
             
               Zech.
               3.
               8.
               
            
             
               I
               will
               bring
               forth
               my
               Servant
               ,
               the
               Branch
               .
            
             
               Zech.
               6.
               12.
               
            
             
               He
               shall
               grow
               out
               of
               his
               place
               ,
               and
               shall
               build
               the
               Temple
               of
               the
               Lord.
               
            
             
               Zech.
               6.
               13.
               
            
             
               
                 Even
                 he
                 shall
                 build
                 the
                 Temple
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ;
                 and
                 he
                 shall
                 bear
                 the
                 glory
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 be
                 Priest
                 on
                 the
                 Tbrone
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Root
               as
               God
               ,
               as
               Man
               also
               ,
            
             
               A
               Branch
               here
               called
               art
               ;
            
             
               Which
               does
               thy
               humane
               nature
               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
               satisfie
               ?
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Our
                 Cause
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 undertake
              
               
                 Without
                 the
                 hopes
                 of
                 fee
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 this
                 does
                 us
                 most
                 chearful
                 make
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 hope
                 we
                 now
                 shall
                 see
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 An
                 end
                 put
                 to
                 that
                 bitter
                 strife
              
               
                 Which
                 has
                 been
                 long
                 between
              
               
                 Our
                 God
                 and
                 us
                 ;
                 alas
                 ,
                 our
                 life
              
               
                 In
                 jeopardy
                 has
                 been
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 blessed
                 Lord
                 ,
                 we
                 do
                 perceive
              
               
                 Our
                 Cause
                 it
                 does
                 go
                 well
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 who
                 doth
                 on
                 thee
                 believe
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 never
                 go
                 to
                 Hell
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 he
                 shall
                 live
                 eternally
              
               
                 In
                 joy
                 and
                 happy
                 bliss
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 Advocate
                 has
                 won
                 the
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 love
                 is
                 like
                 to
                 this
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Thou
                 in
                 our
                 stead
                 was
                 pleas'd
                 to
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 Criminals
                 all
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Law
                 for
                 us
                 didst
                 satisfie
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 errours
                 can
                 appear
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 No
                 superseding
                 of
                 our
                 suit
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Foes
                 can't
                 it
                 remove
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 thou
                 as
                 Judge
                 in
                 chief
                 shalt
                 fit
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 high
                 Court
                 above
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 There
                 's
                 no
                 Appeal
                 from
                 that
                 high
                 Throne
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Cause
                 being
                 carried
                 there
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 Conscience
                 should
                 bring
                 Charges
                 on
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 there
                 we
                 all
                 stand
                 clear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 For
                 though
                 sin
                 does
                 in
                 us
                 abide
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 in
                 us
                 shall
                 not
                 reign
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 we
                 have
                 Jesus
                 on
                 our
                 side
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 will
                 wash
                 us
                 again
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 hear
                 us
                 once
                 ogain
                 ;
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 we
                 our
                 pardon
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 know
                 that
                 we
                 are
                 justify'd
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 peace
                 have
                 all
                 with
                 thee
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 How
                 sweetly
                 then
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 shall
                 we
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 cause
                 have
                 we
                 to
                 doubt
                 ;
              
               
                 Therefore
                 we
                 'll
                 leave
                 our
                 Cause
                 with
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 thy
                 Praises
                 out
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 O
                 ye
                 Saints
                 take
                 heed
                 of
                 sin
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 if
                 that
                 sin
                 you
                 do
                 ;
              
               
                 An
                 Advocate
                 with
                 God
                 there
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 pleads
                 always
                 for
                 you
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 now
                 poor
                 Sinners
                 will
                 you
                 fly
              
               
                 To
                 him
                 with
                 care
                 and
                 speed
                 ?
              
               
                 This
                 Advocate
                 for
                 you
                 does
                 plead
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 for
                 your
                 Souls
                 did
                 bleed
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 7
              
               
                 THough
                 you
                 no
                 money
                 have
                 at
                 all
              
               
                 To
                 carry
                 on
                 the
                 Suit
                 ;
              
               
                 Yet
                 he
                 will
                 be
                 your
                 Advocate
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 to
                 him
                 you
                 submit
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             39.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               6.
               50.
               
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               Bread
               of
               Life
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               the
               Bread
               of
               Life
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Bread
               is
               a
               blessed
               thing
               ;
            
             
               Some
               Bread
               to
               us
               do
               thou
               afford
               ,
            
             
               Shall
               we
               lye
               here
               starving
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               When
               in
               our
               Father's
               House
               there
               's
               store
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               have
               nought
               to
               eat
               ?
            
             
               Remember
               us
               ,
               think
               on
               the
               poor
               ,
            
             
               A
               little
               broken
               Meat
               !
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Ah!
               some
               small
               Crumbs
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               let
               us
               have
               ,
            
             
               Which
               from
               thy
               Table
               fall
               ;
            
             
               A
               bit
               of
               Bread
               we
               humbly
               crave
               ,
            
             
               Or
               we
               shall
               perish
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Bread
               is
               the
               stay
               and
               staff
               of
               life
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               Bread
               will
               do
               us
               good
               ;
            
             
               Fill
               us
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               with
               holy
               strife
               ,
            
             
               Till
               we
               attain
               this
               food
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Bread
               is
               ordain'd
               to
               an
               high
               end
               ,
            
             
               The
               life
               of
               Man
               to
               save
               ;
            
             
             
               ●om
               Heaven
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               didst
               descend
               ,
            
             
               That
               our
               poor
               souls
               might
               st
               have
               .
            
          
           
             
               That
               blessing
               's
               great
               ;
               ah
               !
               life
               is
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               we
               must
               eat
               or
               die
               ;
            
             
               ●nd
               therefore
               beg
               now
               at
               thy
               feet
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Bread
               do
               not
               deny
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Bread
                 pleasant
                 is
                 unto
                 the
                 taste
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 souls
                 who
                 hungry
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 This
                 property
                 also
                 thou
                 hast
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 it
                 it
                 is
                 found
                 in
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 What
                 can
                 taste
                 sweeter
                 than
                 thy
                 love
                 ?
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 poor
                 souls
                 and
                 try
                 ;
              
               
                 That
                 Bread
                 which
                 came
                 down
                 from
                 above
              
               
                 Is
                 set
                 before
                 your
                 eye
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 By
                 Faith
                 you
                 must
                 this
                 Bread
                 behold
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 you
                 by
                 Faith
                 must
                 eat
                 ;
              
               
                 Without
                 true
                 Faith
                 you
                 have
                 been
                 told
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 (
                 alas
                 )
                 dry
                 Meat
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Bread
                 does
                 renew
                 the
                 strength
                 of
                 Men
              
               
                 Who
                 ready
                 are
                 to
                 saint
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 on
                 Christ
                 let
                 's
                 feed
                 agen
                 ,
              
               
                 Eat
                 Bread
                 poor
                 drooping
                 Saint
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 On
                 Christ
                 rely
                 ,
                 don't
                 look
                 within
                 ,
              
               
                 On
                 Jesus
                 do
                 depend
                 ;
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 he
                 has
                 made
                 an
                 end
                 of
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 him
                 God
                 does
                 thee
                 send
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 Bread
                 is
                 the
                 best
                 of
                 earthly
                 things
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 morsel
                 is
                 worth
                 Gold
                 ;
              
               
                 From
                 Christ
                 all
                 blessings
                 to
                 us
                 spring
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 worth
                 none
                 can
                 unfold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Bread
                 is
                 a
                 portion
                 for
                 the
                 poor
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 us
                 haste
                 away
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 see
                 you
                 come
                 to
                 the
                 right
                 door
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 may
                 ye
                 feed
                 each
                 day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 But
                 what
                 is
                 common
                 Bread
                 to
                 this
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 soon
                 does
                 putrifie
                 ?
              
               
                 Oh
                 feed
                 on
                 this
                 ,
                 none
                 like
                 it
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 Eat
                 and
                 ye
                 shall
                 not
                 die
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 All
                 praise
                 to
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 Christ
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 Bread
                 to
                 us
                 do
                 give
                 :
              
               
                 O
                 sing
                 his
                 praise
                 ,
                 Saints
                 ,
                 all
                 your
                 days
                 ,
              
               
                 Eat
                 ,
                 and
                 your
                 souls
                 shall
                 live
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             40.
             
          
           
             
               Mal.
               4.
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               Sun
               of
               righteousness
               shall
               arise
               with
               healing
               under
               his
               wings
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THere
               is
               a
               Sun
               ,
               there
               is
               but
               one
            
             
               To
               light
               the
               Universe
               ;
            
             
               Beside
               thy self
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               there
               's
               none
            
             
               Who
               can
               enlighten
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               Fountain
               of
               true
               Light
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               all
               light
               is
               from
               thee
               ;
            
             
             
               ●s
               thou
               art
               God
               omnipotent
               ,
            
             
               Cloathed
               in
               Majesty
               .
            
          
           
             
               All
               light
               of
               grace
               which
               Saints
               receive
            
             
               From
               thee
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               does
               it
               flow
               ;
            
             
               ●ew
               Men
               who
               in
               this
               world
               do
               live
               ,
            
             
               Alas
               ,
               are
               lighted
               so
               .
            
          
           
             
               What
               clearer
               is
               there
               than
               the
               Sun
               ?
            
             
               O
               what
               can
               brighte
               shine
               ?
            
             
               Thy
               glory
               ,
               O
               most
               holy
               One
               ,
            
             
               Exceds
               ,
               it
               is
               divine
               .
            
          
           
             
               Most
               splendant
               rays
               do
               sparkle
               forth
               ,
            
             
               Which
               dazles
               every
               eye
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               beams
               are
               brighter
               than
               the
               Sun
            
             
               That
               shines
               so
               gloriously
               .
            
          
           
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               Soul
               of
               all
               the
               World
               ,
            
             
               By
               thee
               all
               Creatures
               live
               ;
            
             
               All
               things
               together
               would
               be
               hurl'd
               ,
            
             
               If
               life
               thou
               didst
               not
               give
               .
            
          
           
             
               We
               see
               the
               Earth
               and
               Heaven
               too
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               uphold
               them
               all
               ;
            
             
               If
               thou
               should'st
               once
               let
               go
               thy
               hold
               ,
            
             
               Together
               down
               they
               'd
               fall
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 Thou
                 like
                 the
                 Sun
                 communicates
              
               
                 Thy
                 glorious
                 influence
              
               
                 Of
                 grace
                 and
                 goodness
                 to
                 thy
                 Saints
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 hast
                 preheminence
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 What
                 a
                 dark
                 world
                 would
                 this
                 be
              
               
                 Were
                 there
                 no
                 Sun
                 to
                 shine
                 ?
              
               
                 What
                 darkness
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 ah
                 !
                 should
                 we
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 Had
                 we
                 no
                 beams
                 of
                 thine
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 that
                 dost
                 expell
                 away
              
               
                 Dark
                 vapours
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ;
              
               
                 Thick
                 mists
                 and
                 fogs
                 they
                 all
                 do
                 fly
              
               
                 When
                 thou
                 appear'st
                 in
                 sight
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Most
                 pow'rfully
                 dost
                 thou
                 expell
              
               
                 The
                 darkness
                 that
                 's
                 within
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 makes
                 the
                 soul
                 in
                 light
                 to
                 dwell
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 vanquishing
                 our
                 sin
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Thou
                 mak'st
                 a
                 sweet
                 and
                 lovely
                 day
              
               
                 When
                 once
                 thou
                 dost
                 arise
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 dries
                 up
                 th'filth
                 that
                 in
                 our
                 way
              
               
                 Did
                 lye
                 before
                 our
                 eyes
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 who
                 makes
                 a
                 lovely
                 spring
                 ;
              
               
                 Those
                 things
                 which
                 seemed
                 dead
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhen
                 thou
                 draw'st
                 near
                 are
                 flourishing
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 forth
                 their
                 glories
                 spread
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 VVithout
                 thy
                 influences
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Veg'atives
                 can't
                 grow
                 ;
              
               
                 Till
                 thou
                 dost
                 life
                 to
                 us
                 afford
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 fruit
                 from
                 us
                 can
                 flow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Let
                 all
                 who
                 on
                 the
                 earth
                 do
                 dwell
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 with
                 a
                 chearful
                 voice
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 praise
                 of
                 Jesus
                 let
                 them
                 tell
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 this
                 Sun
                 rejoyce
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 until
                 that
                 thou
                 dost
                 shine
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 heat
                 within
                 have
                 we
                 ;
              
               
                 All
                 spiritual
                 warmth's
                 from
                 beams
                 of
                 thine
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 true
                 joy
                 is
                 from
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 Sun
                 does
                 heal
                 as
                 well
                 as
                 warm
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 when
                 thou
                 dost
                 arise
                 ,
              
               
                 VVe
                 need
                 not
                 fear
                 no
                 kind
                 of
                 harm
              
               
                 From
                 inward
                 enemies
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 For
                 thy
                 sweet
                 wings
                 fresh
                 healing
                 brings
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 hearts
                 to
                 mollifie
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 those
                 Souls
                 who
                 feel
                 Death's
                 sting
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 plaister
                 dost
                 apply
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 According
                 as
                 the
                 matter
                 is
              
               
                 On
                 which
                 the
                 Sun
                 does
                 shine
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 doth
                 it
                 always
                 operate
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 do
                 those
                 rays
                 of
                 thine
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 To
                 one
                 whose
                 heart
                 thou
                 hast
                 made
                 soft
              
               
                 Thy
                 word
                 a
                 savour
                 is
              
               
                 Of
                 life
                 unto
                 life
                 ,
                 but
                 to
                 some
              
               
                 A
                 Savour
                 of
                 death
                 '
                 t
                 is
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 Sun
                 doth
                 ripen
                 things
                 we
                 see
              
               
                 To
                 bring
                 the
                 harvest
                 on
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 we
                 are
                 ripen'd
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 for
                 thee
                 ,
                 every
                 one
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Thus
                 do
                 thy
                 glories
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 these
                 things
                 we
                 may
                 know
              
               
               
                 VVhat
                 rare
                 perfections
                 in
                 thee
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 thee
                 also
                 flow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Therefore
                 thy
                 praises
                 we
                 will
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 Enliv'ned
                 with
                 thy
                 rays
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 will
                 exalt
                 our
                 glorious
                 King
              
               
                 Until
                 we
                 end
                 our
                 days
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             41.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               22.
               16.
               
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               Root
               and
               Off-spring
               of
               David
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               the
               Root
               from
               whence
               we
               sprung
            
             
               Who
               are
               thy
               chosen
               ones
               ;
            
             
               Till
               we
               were
               grafted
               into
               thee
               ,
            
             
               We
               were
               like
               to
               dry
               bones
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Root
               of
               Grace
               and
               Nature
               too
            
             
               Art
               thou
               we
               do
               espy
               ;
            
             
               Not
               only
               Man
               ,
               but
               God
               also
               ,
            
             
               We
               never
               will
               deny
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               top-stone
               of
               thy
               glory
               great
               :
            
             
               All
               things
               by
               thee
               were
               made
               ,
            
             
               And
               at
               thy
               word
               at
               the
               last
               day
            
             
               They
               all
               again
               shall
               fade
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Ah!
               in
               this
               Root
               what
               sap
               is
               there
               ?
            
             
               The
               branches
               shall
               be
               fed
               ;
            
             
               Come
               drooping
               Saints
               be
               of
               good
               chear
               ,
            
             
               Lift
               up
               with
               joy
               your
               head
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               You
               grafted
               are
               in
               such
               a
               Root
            
             
               Whose
               vertue
               's
               infinite
               ;
            
             
               Can
               you
               want
               grace
               ,
               why
               do
               you
               doubt
               ?
            
             
               Such
               souls
               God
               does
               unite
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               To
               Jesus
               Christ
               ;
               they
               all
               shall
               have
            
             
               From
               him
               all
               fit
               supply
               ;
            
             
               And
               unto
               them
               ,
               for
               their
               support
               ,
            
             
               He
               nothing
               will
               deny
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Christ
               is
               our
               Head
               ,
               Christ
               is
               our
               Root
               ,
            
             
               Christ
               is
               our
               Life
               also
               ;
            
             
               Christ
               is
               your
               Food
               ,
               our
               Sun
               ,
               our
               Strength
               ,
            
             
               What
               have
               you
               now
               to
               do
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               But
               live
               unto
               his
               holy
               name
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               his
               praises
               forth
               ?
            
             
               O
               raise
               his
               glory
               and
               his
               fame
            
             
               Whilst
               you
               do
               live
               on
               earth
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 Root
                 it
                 does
                 the
                 Body
                 bear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 every
                 Branch
                 therein
                 ;
              
               
                 Most
                 safe
                 thy
                 Churches
                 Members
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 have
                 ever
                 been
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Because
                 by
                 thee
                 they
                 are
                 sustain'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Tree
                 shall
                 never
                 fall
                 ;
              
               
                 It
                 can't
                 be
                 dug
                 up
                 by
                 the
                 root
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 life
                 is
                 hid
                 from
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 Like
                 as
                 the
                 root
                 is
                 hid
                 i'
                 th'
                 earth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 life
                 does
                 center
                 there
                 ,
              
               
                 Even
                 in
                 the
                 Root
                 ;
                 so
                 we
                 by
                 Faith
              
               
                 Lord
                 see
                 how
                 safe
                 we
                 are
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 In
                 thy
                 own
                 self
                 ;
                 none
                 can
                 hurt
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 can
                 they
                 stop
                 the
                 course
              
               
                 Of
                 that
                 sweet
                 Sap
                 that
                 feeds
                 our
                 Tree
                 ;
              
               
                 A
                 blessed
                 intercourse
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 between
                 those
                 souls
                 of
                 thine
              
               
                 And
                 thy
                 own
                 self
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ;
              
               
                 We
                 'll
                 never
                 fear
                 what
                 Foes
                 can
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 sap
                 thou
                 dost
                 afford
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 in
                 thee
                 well
                 rooted
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Root
                 is
                 very
                 sound
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 we
                 enjoy
                 true
                 unity
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Fruit
                 will
                 much
                 abound
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Because
                 that
                 thou
                 dost
                 always
                 live
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Branches
                 shall
                 also
                 ;
              
               
                 Thou
                 unto
                 us
                 thy
                 life
                 dost
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 grace
                 does
                 overflow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Ye
                 righteous
                 in
                 the
                 Lord
                 rejoyce
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 holiness
                 proclaim
                 ;
              
               
                 Be
                 thankful
                 with
                 your
                 hearts
                 and
                 voice
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 of
                 his
                 great
                 same
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             43.
             
          
           
             
               Mal.
               3.
               1.
               
            
             
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 whom
                 ye
                 seek
                 ,
                 shall
                 suddenly
                 come
                 up
                 into
                 his
                 Temple
                 ,
                 even
                 the
                 Messenger
                 of
                 the
                 Covenant
                 whom
                 ye
                 delight
                 in
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               HEav'ns
               glorious
               Embassador
            
             
               Is
               come
               ,
               is
               come
               ,
               be
               glad
               ,
            
             
               Who
               blessed
               news
               brings
               from
               afar
               ,
            
             
               How
               can
               ye
               more
               be
               sad
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               He
               represents
               the
               person
               clear
            
             
               Of
               the
               most
               mighty
               King
               ;
            
             
               And
               blessed
               news
               he
               does
               declare
               ,
            
             
               And
               tydings
               with
               him
               bring
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               His
               Commission
               great
               has
               sealed
               been
               ,
            
             
               His
               journey
               long
               has
               took
               :
            
             
               He
               's
               come
               ,
               he
               's
               come
               we
               say
               agen
               ,
            
             
               Him
               for
               whom
               you
               did
               look
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               terms
               of
               peace
               poor
               Sinners
               now
            
             
               May
               have
               ,
               which
               easie
               be
               ;
            
             
               Before
               the
               dreadful
               God
               then
               bow
               ,
            
             
               And
               leave
               iniquity
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               white
               Flag
               of
               Mercy
               is
               out
               ,
            
             
               The
               Banner
               is
               display'd
               ;
            
             
               Come
               Sinners
               now
               and
               look
               about
               ,
            
             
               And
               longer
               been't
               afraid
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               7
            
             
               Gods
               wrath
               is
               o're
               in
               Jesus
               Christ
               ,
            
             
               If
               to
               him
               you
               do
               flye
               ,
            
             
               You
               shall
               not
               bear
               eternal
               wrath
               ,
            
             
               O
               then
               on
               him
               rely
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Among
               the
               gods
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               is
               none
            
             
               With
               thee
               to
               be
               compar'd
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               peace
               extends
               ,
               O
               holy
               One
               ,
            
             
               The
               like
               hath
               not
               been
               heard
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Nay
                 more
                 than
                 this
                 ,
                 Christ
                 comes
                 to
                 treat
              
               
                 About
                 a
                 Marriage
                 too
                 :
              
               
                 His
                 love
                 to
                 Sinners
                 ,
                 O
                 't
                 is
                 great
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 makes
                 known
                 to
                 you
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 That
                 glorious
                 ,
                 high
                 and
                 bless'd
                 design
              
               
                 Of
                 the
                 Great
                 God
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 is
                 to
                 take
                 that
                 soul
                 of
                 thine
              
               
                 Into
                 contract
                 of
                 love
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Behold
                 the
                 mighty
                 Prince
                 of
                 Peace
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 glories
                 does
                 excell
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 looks
                 on
                 you
                 ,
                 and
                 loves
                 you
                 so
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 he
                 with
                 you
                 would
                 dwell
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 O
                 cast
                 your
                 eyes
                 on
                 him
                 with
                 speed
                 ,
              
               
                 Come
                 Virgins
                 fall
                 in
                 love
                 ,
              
               
                 Don't
                 take
                 another
                 in
                 his
                 stead
                 ,
              
               
                 Whos
                 's
                 '
                 ffections
                 in
                 him
                 move
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 Towards
                 such
                 souls
                 as
                 yours
                 ,
                 alas
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 ne're
                 so
                 vile
                 within
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 once
                 this
                 thing
                 does
                 come
                 to
                 pass
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 'll
                 take
                 away
                 your
                 sin
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Then
                 look
                 to
                 him
                 by
                 Faith
                 and
                 Prayer
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 cast
                 a
                 single
                 eye
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 close
                 with
                 him
                 this
                 very
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 with
                 you
                 will
                 comply
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Now
                 let
                 's
                 sing
                 and
                 praise
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 did
                 Christ
                 Jesus
                 send
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 proclaim
                 peace
                 ,
                 and
                 love
                 afford
                 ,
              
               
                 Praise
                 him
                 world
                 without
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Hark
                 ,
                 hark
                 ,
                 the
                 Trumpet
                 sounds
                 ,
                 look
                 out
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Embassador
                 of
                 Heav'n
              
               
                 Proclaims
                 a
                 peace
                 ,
                 without
                 all
                 doubt
              
               
                 Attendance
                 must
                 be
                 given
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Lay
                 down
                 your
                 arms
                 ,
                 his
                 terms
                 are
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 cease
                 this
                 wicked
                 war
                 ;
              
               
                 You
                 have
                 too
                 long
                 ,
                 alas
                 ,
                 withstood
              
               
                 Heav●ns
                 bless'd
                 Embassador
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 not
                 wait
                 on
                 you
                 always
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 do
                 not
                 comply
                 ,
              
               
                 You
                 will
                 e're
                 long
                 see
                 bloody
                 days
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 all
                 of
                 you
                 must
                 die
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 VVhilst
                 you
                 oppose
                 such
                 mercy
                 great
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhat
                 wretches
                 are
                 you
                 all
                 ;
              
               
                 You
                 summon'd
                 are
                 to
                 th'
                 Judgment
                 Seat
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 great
                 will
                 be
                 your
                 fall
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 If
                 quickly
                 now
                 you
                 don't
                 submit
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 's
                 ready
                 to
                 be
                 gone
                 :
              
               
                 O
                 loath
                 your selves
                 ,
                 lye
                 at
                 his
                 seet
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 all
                 your
                 folly
                 turn
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 bloody
                 Flag
                 you
                 soon
                 shall
                 see
              
               
                 Put
                 forth
                 in
                 dreadful
                 wrath
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 still
                 his
                 call
                 rejected
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 place
                 for
                 you
                 on
                 Earth
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 But
                 you
                 to
                 Hell
                 with
                 vengeance
                 must
              
               
                 Be
                 turned
                 every
                 one
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 God's
                 presence
                 be
                 accurst
                 ,
              
               
                 Ah
                 this
                 now
                 think
                 upon
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 And
                 say
                 you
                 have
                 a
                 gracious
                 call
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 happy
                 you
                 may
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 lay
                 hold
                 on
                 Gospel-terms
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 pardon
                 you
                 shall
                 see
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             AYMN
             44.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               1.
               2.
               
            
             
               Whom
               he
               hath
               appointed
               Heir
               of
               all
               things
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               IN
               regions
               of
               approachless
               light
            
             
               There
               sits
               th'
               eternal
               King
               ;
            
             
             
               VVherein
               mixt
               joys
               with
               love
               unites
               ,
            
             
               From
               whom
               all
               riches
               spring
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               There
               dost
               thou
               sit
               on
               thy
               high
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               subject
               to
               thee
               ;
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               and
               all
               worlds
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               are
               thine
               own
               ,
            
             
               And
               what
               else
               there
               can
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Son
               thou
               hast
               also
               brought
               forth
            
             
               (
               VVho
               is
               thy
               only
               Heir
               )
            
             
               Begotten
               long
               before
               the
               Earth
            
             
               Or
               Heavens
               did
               appear
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               He
               is
               thy
               joy
               and
               hearts
               delight
               ,
            
             
               By
               whom
               all
               things
               were
               made
               ;
            
             
               He
               always
               stands
               in
               thy
               own
               sight
               ,
            
             
               VVhose
               glories
               ne're
               shall
               fade
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               as
               he
               makes
               thy
               heart
               full
               glad
               ,
            
             
               So
               all
               perfections
               meet
            
             
               In
               him
               who
               is
               with
               glory
               clad
               ,
            
             
               VVhose
               love
               is
               ever
               sweet
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               He
               is
               thine
               Heir
               ,
               into
               his
               hand
            
             
               All
               things
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               hast
               given
               ,
            
             
               That
               so
               he
               might
               have
               sole
               command
            
             
               O're
               Earth
               and
               also
               Heaven
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               He
               's
               cloathed
               with
               such
               dignity
               ,
            
             
               Has
               such
               a
               glorious
               name
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               ●s
               above
               each
               Monarchy
               ,
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               dares
               once
               lay
               claim
            
          
           
             
             
               8
            
             
               To
               his
               Titles
               ;
               each
               Seraphim
            
             
               Do
               readily
               submit
               ;
            
             
               The
               Cherubims
               do
               worship
               him
               ,
            
             
               And
               fall
               down
               at
               his
               feet
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 Christ
                 ,
                 and
                 only
                 Christ
                 does
                 bear
              
               
                 Thy
                 likeness
                 in
                 each
                 thing
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 express
                 Image
                 doth
                 appear
              
               
                 In
                 this
                 our
                 glorious
                 King.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 ,
                 bless'd
                 Jesus
                 ,
                 who
                 dost
                 raise
              
               
                 Thy
                 Father's
                 House
                 so
                 high
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 stress
                 of
                 all
                 on
                 thee
                 he
                 lays
                 ,
              
               
                 Of
                 his
                 whole
                 Family
                 ▪
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 In
                 thee
                 all
                 treasures
                 hidden
                 are
              
               
                 Of
                 grace
                 and
                 wisdom
                 too
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 because
                 thou
                 art
                 his
                 Heir
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 thee
                 all
                 riches
                 flow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Thou
                 portions
                 therefore
                 dost
                 give
                 sorth
              
               
                 To
                 all
                 given
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 witness
                 do
                 all
                 the
                 new
                 birth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Sons
                 adopted
                 be
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 made
                 Heirs
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 possess
              
               
                 VVith
                 thee
                 a
                 glorious
                 share
              
               
                 Of
                 that
                 eternal
                 blessedness
              
               
                 Of
                 which
                 thou
                 art
                 the
                 Heir
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 All
                 things
                 were
                 thine
                 as
                 thou
                 art
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 unto
                 thee
                 are
                 given
              
               
               
                 (
                 As
                 thou
                 the
                 Mediator
                 art
                 )
              
               
                 By
                 the
                 great
                 God
                 of
                 Heaven
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 O
                 how
                 art
                 thou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 honoured
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 would
                 not
                 fall
                 in
                 love
              
               
                 With
                 thee
                 whose
                 glories
                 thus
                 are
                 spread
              
               
                 Below
                 ,
                 also
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 O
                 happy
                 choice
                 ye
                 Saints
                 have
                 made
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 marry'd
                 have
                 the
                 Heir
                 ;
              
               
                 Soon
                 ye
                 shall
                 the
                 possession
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 glorious
                 all
                 appear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 Then
                 never
                 doubt
                 of
                 all
                 supply
                 ,
              
               
                 Ye
                 precious
                 Saints
                 of
                 his
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 you
                 no
                 good
                 thing
                 deny
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 happiness
                 like
                 this
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 with
                 a
                 melodious
                 voice
              
               
                 Together
                 do
                 ye
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 Since
                 he
                 has
                 made
                 of
                 you
                 his
                 choice
                 ,
              
               
                 Praise
                 ye
                 the
                 glorious
                 King.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             45.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               1.
               5.
               
            
             
               And
               from
               Jesus
               ,
               who
               is
               the
               true
               Witness
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Holy
               God
               ,
               we
               thee
               adore
               ,
            
             
               Who
               glorious
               truths
               makes
               known
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               of
               them
               we
               might
               not
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               But
               steadfastly
               them
               own
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               A
               glorious
               Witness
               thou
               hast
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Who
               from
               thy
               bosom
               came
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               himself
               also
               does
               say
               ,
            
             
               I
               the
               true
               Wirness
               am
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               what
               dost
               thou
               ,
               O
               blessed
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               Bear
               witness
               now
               unto
               ?
            
             
               Ah!
               't
               is
               of
               that
               eternal
               love
            
             
               Which
               from
               the
               Lord
               does
               flow
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               of
               that
               great
               and
               good
               design
            
             
               Of
               saving
               each
               poor
               soul
               ,
            
             
               By
               Blood
               and
               Merits
               Lord
               of
               thine
               ,
            
             
               Who
               do
               upon
               thee
               roul
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               know
               in
               thee
               all
               truth
               is
               found
               ,
            
             
               Who
               the
               Messia
               art
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               grace
               does
               in
               thee
               abound
            
             
               To
               each
               believing
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               To
               the
               true
               Witness
               now
               above
            
             
               We
               ought
               therefore
               to
               sing
               ,
            
             
               And
               always
               to
               admire
               his
               love
               ,
            
             
               From
               whence
               all
               comforts
               spring
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Witness
                 faithful
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 true
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 sometimes
                 others
                 brings
              
               
                 As
                 witnesses
                 with
                 him
                 to
                 shew
              
               
                 And
                 open
                 divers
                 things
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 holy
                 Prophets
                 we
                 do
                 find
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 were
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 of
                 old
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Bear
                 witness
                 ,
                 and
                 were
                 of
                 one
                 mind
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Record
                 to
                 unfold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 And
                 God
                 the
                 Father
                 from
                 on
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 an
                 amazing
                 voice
              
               
                 Did
                 record
                 bear
                 assuredly
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 witness
                 is
                 most
                 choice
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 Spirit
                 also
                 bears
                 record
              
               
                 These
                 three
                 agree
                 in
                 one
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 testifie
                 to
                 every
                 word
              
               
                 Delivered
                 by
                 the
                 Son.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 Miracles
                 which
                 Jesus
                 wrought
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 also
                 witness
                 bear
              
               
                 To
                 whatsoever
                 he
                 made
                 known
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 did
                 to
                 us
                 declare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Then
                 tremble
                 ye
                 who
                 wicked
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 Escape
                 ye
                 never
                 shall
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 ye
                 believe
                 not
                 Christ
                 is
                 he
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 vengeance
                 you
                 shall
                 fall
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 your
                 sins
                 you
                 all
                 shall
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 This
                 the
                 true
                 Witness
                 said
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 all
                 ye
                 Saints
                 rejoyce
                 and
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 all
                 your
                 debts
                 are
                 pay'd
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             46.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Witness
                 must
                 his
                 witness
                 bear
              
               
                 Unto
                 the
                 Truth
                 ;
                 nay
                 he
              
               
                 Must
                 the
                 whole
                 truth
                 like
                 wise
                 declare
              
               
                 In
                 all
                 simplicity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 nothing
                 but
                 the
                 truth
                 must
                 speak
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 speak
                 it
                 plainly
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 true
                 decision
                 clear
                 to
                 make
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 this
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 dost
                 do
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Whatever
                 is
                 a
                 truth
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhich
                 we
                 ought
                 to
                 obey
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 thy
                 
                   New
                   Testament
                
                 't
                 is
                 found
                 ,
              
               
                 VVe
                 all
                 the
                 stress
                 must
                 lay
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Upon
                 thy
                 faithfulness
                 :
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Canst
                 thou
                 a
                 truth
                 pass
                 by
                 ,
              
               
                 '
                 Not
                 witness
                 to
                 it
                 in
                 thy
                 VVord
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 let
                 it
                 darkly
                 lye
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 There
                 in
                 conceal'd
                 ,
                 when
                 't
                 is
                 a
                 thing
              
               
                 Of
                 such
                 a
                 great
                 concern
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 Men
                 do
                 say
                 with
                 greatest
                 care
              
               
                 Each
                 Soul
                 is
                 bound
                 to
                 learn
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Or
                 if
                 they
                 don
                 't
                 it
                 strictly
                 keep
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 Judgment
                 they
                 must
                 come
                 :
              
               
                 Nay
                 threaten
                 such
                 who
                 it
                 neglect
              
               
                 VVith
                 an
                 eternal
                 doom
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 7
              
               
                 Ah!
                 let
                 them
                 blush
                 with
                 greatest
                 shame
                 ,
              
               
                 VVe
                 to
                 thy
                 VVord
                 appeal
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 the
                 true
                 VVitness
                 art
                 ,
                 and
                 know
              
               
                 Thou
                 didst
                 no
                 truth
                 conceal
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Now
                 when
                 a
                 thing
                 does
                 doubtful
                 lye
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Men
                 cannot
                 agree
                 ;
              
               
                 VVhen
                 what
                 one
                 says
                 ,
                 others
                 deny
                 ,
              
               
                 VVe
                 presently
                 should
                 flee
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 To
                 thee
                 the
                 true
                 and
                 faithful
                 One
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 to
                 that
                 very
                 thing
              
               
                 No
                 witness
                 thou
                 hast
                 plainly
                 born
                 ,
              
               
                 Away
                 we
                 must
                 it
                 fling
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Art
                 thou
                 the
                 only
                 VVitness
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 ev'ry
                 Truth
                 divine
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 one
                 word
                 for
                 such
                 a
                 thing
              
               
                 Out
                 of
                 that
                 mouth
                 of
                 thine
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 yet
                 can
                 that
                 a
                 truth
                 be
                 thought
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 other
                 VVitness
                 bring
                 ;
              
               
                 They
                 call
                 for
                 Moses
                 ,
                 he
                 is
                 brought
              
               
                 To
                 witness
                 to
                 this
                 thing
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 thus
                 they
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 do
                 thee
                 degrade
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 do
                 invaluate
              
               
                 The
                 Highest
                 VVitness
                 e're
                 was
                 heard
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 Matters
                 did
                 relate
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Moses
                 was
                 not
                 for
                 evermore
              
               
                 VVithin
                 the
                 House
                 to
                 be
                 ;
              
               
               
                 He
                 spoke
                 on
                 Earth
                 ,
                 but
                 thou
                 from
                 Heaven
                 ▪
              
               
                 No
                 Law-giver
                 but
                 thee
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 can
                 we
                 own
                 ,
                 since
                 all
                 power
                 is
              
               
                 To
                 thee
                 alone
                 given
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 thy
                 Laws
                 they
                 are
                 firm
                 as
              
               
                 The
                 Ordinance
                 of
                 Heaven
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 No
                 Tabernacle
                 here
                 's
                 for
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 Appears
                 to
                 every
                 one
              
               
                 VVhose
                 eyes
                 are
                 open
                 ,
                 if
                 they
                 look
              
               
                 They
                 'll
                 find
                 that
                 he
                 is
                 gone
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 None
                 ,
                 none
                 but
                 Jesus
                 does
                 remain
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 can
                 there
                 be
                 more
                 clear
                 ?
              
               
                 God
                 calls
                 to
                 us
                 too
                 out
                 of
                 Heaven
                 ,
              
               
                 Him
                 only
                 now
                 to
                 hear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Besides
                 ,
                 if
                 Moses
                 should
                 come
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 Cause
                 he
                 'd
                 give
                 away
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 never
                 gave
                 that
                 Law
                 to
                 them
              
               
                 Who
                 live
                 i'
                 th'
                 Gospel
                 day
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 'T
                 was
                 given
                 unto
                 Israel
              
               
                 When
                 they
                 in
                 Horeb
                 were
                 ;
              
               
                 
                   Not
                   to
                   their
                   Fathers
                
                 ,
                 but
                 to
                 them
                 ,
              
               
                 Doth
                 eminent
                 appear
                 ;
                 
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 To
                 Jews
                 and
                 Jewish
                 Proselites
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 all
                 within
                 their
                 Gate
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 not
                 to
                 them
                 without
                 their
                 Church
              
               
                 Did
                 that
                 at
                 all
                 relate
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 truth
                 ,
                 as
                 't
                 is
                 in
                 Jesus
                 ,
                 we
              
               
                 Ought
                 only
                 to
                 receive
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 such
                 who
                 do
                 not
                 ,
                 we
                 may
                 see
              
               
                 Themselves
                 they
                 do
                 deceive
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Sixth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Witness
                 ought
                 for
                 to
                 be
                 one
              
               
                 That
                 is
                 indifferent
                 ,
              
               
                 Not
                 byassed
                 to
                 either
                 side
                 ,
              
               
                 Therefore
                 God
                 has
                 thee
                 sent
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 To
                 be
                 a
                 Witness
                 in
                 our
                 Case
                 ;
              
               
                 To
                 us
                 thou
                 art
                 of
                 kin
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 equally
                 related
                 art
              
               
                 Likewise
                 too
                 unto
                 him
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 We
                 therefore
                 have
                 no
                 cause
                 at
                 all
              
               
                 Against
                 thee
                 to
                 except
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 on
                 thy
                 witness
                 stand
                 or
                 fall
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 Cast
                 ,
                 we
                 must
                 subject
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Unto
                 the
                 Judge
                 of
                 Heaven
                 and
                 Earth
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 silent
                 all
                 shall
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 thou
                 against
                 us
                 dost
                 come
                 sorth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 cast
                 we
                 are
                 by
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Unto
                 the
                 truth
                 witness
                 to
                 bear
              
               
                 Thou
                 cam'st
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 from
                 afar
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 wilt
                 against
                 Sinners
                 appear
              
               
                 When
                 they
                 come
                 to
                 the
                 Barr
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 At
                 the
                 last
                 day
                 if
                 they
                 are
                 found
              
               
                 In
                 bonds
                 of
                 unbelief
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Or
                 have
                 their
                 hearts
                 false
                 and
                 unsound
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 'll
                 tremble
                 like
                 the
                 Thief
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Against
                 the
                 false
                 Professor
                 thou
              
               
                 Wilt
                 then
                 thy
                 witness
                 bear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 with
                 notorious
                 Sinners
                 then
              
               
                 They
                 shall
                 of
                 Judgment
                 share
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Seventh
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 All
                 thy
                 whole
                 mind
                 and
                 counsel
                 is
              
               
                 Either
                 by
                 thee
                 or
                 thine
              
               
                 Own
                 blest
                 Apostles
                 plainly
                 known
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 no
                 truth
                 divine
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 But
                 it
                 in
                 Precepts
                 may
                 be
                 found
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 Presidents
                 to
                 lye
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 both
                 these
                 are
                 our
                 rule
                 ,
                 and
                 of
              
               
                 Equal
                 authority
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 A
                 Witness
                 ends
                 each
                 doubtful
                 case
              
               
                 Which
                 long
                 sometimes
                 depend
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 thou
                 wilt
                 also
                 very
                 plain
              
               
                 Each
                 doubtful
                 matter
                 end
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 A
                 Witness
                 doth
                 his
                 witness
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 it
                 be
                 just
                 and
                 true
              
               
                 To
                 righteousness
                 ,
                 to
                 nndeceive
              
               
                 Such
                 which
                 before
                 he
                 knew
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 To
                 be
                 false
                 Men
                 ,
                 and
                 wittingly
              
               
                 The
                 matter
                 would
                 evade
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 so
                 their
                 evidence
                 does
                 try
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 stop
                 to
                 all
                 is
                 made
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 So
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 to
                 righteouness
              
               
                 Thy
                 witness
                 dost
                 bring
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 all
                 false
                 Souls
                 who
                 are
                 deceiv'd
              
               
                 By
                 Satan
                 or
                 by
                 sin
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 Shall
                 be
                 convinc'd
                 ,
                 and
                 silent
                 be
              
               
                 By
                 thy
                 own
                 faithful
                 word
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 their
                 foolish
                 Pleas
                 they
                 'll
                 see
              
               
                 No
                 help
                 will
                 them
                 afford
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Eighth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 dost
                 say
                 there
                 's
                 life
                 in
                 thee
              
               
                 For
                 all
                 who
                 do
                 believe
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 that
                 all
                 such
                 shall
                 certainly
              
               
                 Free
                 pardon
                 then
                 receive
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Nay
                 more
                 than
                 this
                 we
                 do
                 espy
              
               
                 Thou
                 dost
                 bear
                 witness
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 all
                 who
                 don't
                 repent
                 truly
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 Hell
                 at
                 last
                 shall
                 go
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 And
                 if
                 Men
                 are
                 not
                 born
                 again
                 ,
              
               
                 Whoever
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 they
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 under
                 wrath
                 shall
                 all
                 remain
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 God's
                 Kingdom
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Thou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 a
                 Witness
                 art
                 for
                 those
              
               
                 Who
                 unto
                 truth
                 adhere
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 with
                 thee
                 do
                 sincerely
                 close
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 such
                 that
                 Rebels
                 are
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 thy
                 Record
                 do
                 not
                 receive
                 ,
              
               
                 Against
                 all
                 such
                 we
                 know
              
               
               
                 Thou
                 wilt
                 thy
                 dreadful
                 witness
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 to
                 Hell
                 they
                 go
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 this
                 witness
                 joy
                 does
                 bring
              
               
                 To
                 such
                 who
                 godly
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 Ah!
                 he
                 will
                 keep
                 you
                 to
                 the
                 end
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 glory
                 you
                 may
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 To
                 God
                 the
                 Father
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Son
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Holy
                 Ghost
                 therefore
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 glory
                 ,
                 honour
                 and
                 renown
              
               
                 Now
                 and
                 for
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             47.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               9.
               6.
               
            
             
               
                 His
                 name
                 shall
                 be
                 called
                 Wonderful
                 ,
                 Counsellor
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               name
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               is
               wonderful
               ,
            
             
               And
               wonderful
               thou
               art
               ;
            
             
               We
               stand
               amaz'd
               and
               wonder
               do
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               does
               ev'ry
               heart
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               That
               hath
               a
               saving
               sight
               of
               thee
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               are
               in
               a
               maze
            
             
               Whilst
               they
               behold
               thy
               majesty
               ,
            
             
               God
               does
               to
               glory
               raise
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               
                 Name
                 ,
                 O
                 that
                 is
                 Wonderful
                 ,
              
            
             
               So
               is
               thy
               Nature
               too
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Saints
               do
               marvel
               ,
               well
               they
               may
               ,
            
             
               For
               Angels
               wonder
               do
               ;
            
          
           
             
             
               They
               see
               with
               strange
               astonishment
               :
            
             
               Should
               Heaven
               and
               Earth
               combine
            
             
               o
               search
               out
               thy
               perfections
               great
               ,
            
             
               Them
               can
               they
               never
               find
            
          
           
             
               To
               such
               degree
               as
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               in
               thee
            
             
               They
               gloriously
               do
               shine
               :
            
             
               Strange
               was
               thy
               Birth
               ,
               all
               Saints
               on
               Earth
            
             
               Cry
               thou
               art
               all
               divine
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               All
               praise
               and
               glory
               now
               therefore
            
             
               We
               unto
               thee
               do
               sing
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               resolve
               yet
               more
               and
               more
            
             
               To
               magnifie
               our
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Is
                 't
                 not
                 a
                 Wonder
                 a
                 Woman
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 Holy
                 Writ
                 does
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 Should
                 in
                 such
                 sort
                 compass
                 a
                 Man
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 with
                 Man
                 never
                 lay
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 him
                 whom
                 the
                 World
                 did
                 make
                 ,
              
               
                 Of
                 a
                 poor
                 Virgin
                 born
                 !
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 him
                 who
                 was
                 God
                 most
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 Left
                 like
                 to
                 one
                 forlorn
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 the
                 Heir
                 of
                 both
                 the
                 Worlds
              
               
                 In
                 a
                 base
                 Manger
                 lye
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 Blessedness
                 it self
                 to
                 be
              
               
                 Doomed
                 to
                 misery
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 the
                 Ancient
                 of
                 all
                 days
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 Babe
                 of
                 a
                 day
                 old
                 !
              
               
               
                 To
                 see
                 one
                 Person
                 God
                 and
                 Man
              
               
                 The
                 wonder
                 doth
                 unfold
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 He
                 that
                 the
                 Heir
                 of
                 all
                 things
                 was
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhom
                 Angels
                 honoured
                 ,
              
               
                 Is
                 now
                 so
                 mean
                 and
                 poor
                 that
                 he
              
               
                 Has
                 no
                 place
                 to
                 lay's
                 head
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Unto
                 thy
                 name
                 so
                 Wonderful
              
               
                 Be
                 glory
                 now
                 therefore
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 us
                 look
                 and
                 wonder
                 still
                 !
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 wonder
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 wonders
                 of
                 thy
                 Life
                 were
                 much
                 ,
              
               
                 Strange
                 wonders
                 in
                 thy
                 Death
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 wonders
                 of
                 thy
                 Blood
                 are
                 such
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 all
                 astonish'd
                 hath
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thy
                 Power
                 's
                 great
                 and
                 wonderful
                 ,
              
               
                 Strange
                 wonders
                 in
                 thy
                 Love
                 ;
              
               
                 Great
                 wonders
                 we
                 do
                 see
                 below
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 stranger
                 are
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 look
                 ,
                 and
                 love
                 ,
                 and
                 wonder
                 still
                 ,
              
               
                 Till
                 we
                 are
                 ravished
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 hearts
                 with
                 grace
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 do
                 thou
                 fill
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 shall
                 thy
                 fame
                 be
                 spread
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 By
                 us
                 :
                 And
                 whilst
                 we
                 wonder
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 think
                 upon
                 that
                 day
              
               
                 VVhen
                 greater
                 wonders
                 out
                 will
                 flow
              
               
                 To
                 do
                 all
                 ●in
                 away
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 And
                 when
                 to
                 the
                 great
                 wonderment
              
               
                 Thou
                 wilt
                 in
                 glory
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 all
                 thy
                 mighty
                 Angels
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 carry
                 us
                 all
                 home
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Then
                 shalt
                 thou
                 be
                 admired
              
               
                 By
                 all
                 thy
                 Children
                 dear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 they
                 with
                 thee
                 (
                 as
                 it
                 is
                 said
                 )
              
               
                 In
                 glory
                 shall
                 appear
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             48.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               9.
               6.
               
            
             
               Wonderful
               ,
               Counsellor
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Counsellor
               ,
               ye
               and
               the
               chief
               ,
            
             
               Most
               wonderful
               art
               thou
               ;
            
             
               For
               we
               do
               see
               (
               for
               to
               be
               brief
               )
            
             
               All
               things
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               dost
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               None
               understand
               all
               Rites
               and
               Laws
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy self
               alone
               ,
            
             
               And
               soon
               canst
               thou
               find
               out
               what
               flaws
            
             
               There
               is
               in
               any
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               All
               secrets
               of
               State
               is
               with
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               know'st
               thy
               Father's
               Will
               ,
            
             
               And
               agitates
               all
               things
               below
            
             
               With
               strange
               and
               wondrous
               skill
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               'T
               is
               thou
               must
               counsel
               give
               to
               us
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               counsel
               it
               is
               good
               ,
            
             
             
               But
               woe
               be
               unto
               all
               those
               souls
            
             
               Thy
               counsels
               have
               withstood
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               then
               for
               counsel
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               let
               's
               come
            
             
               To
               thee
               continually
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               thy
               praise
               sing
               all
               our
               days
            
             
               Until
               we
               come
               to
               die
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 matter
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 of
                 sharp
                 contest
              
               
                 Betwixt
                 two
                 Parties
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 God
                 hath
                 thee
                 alone
                 invest
              
               
                 To
                 make
                 the
                 matter
                 clear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Man
                 stands
                 charged
                 by
                 the
                 great
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 worthy
                 is
                 to
                 die
              
               
                 For
                 Treason
                 ,
                 which
                 notorious
                 is
              
               
                 Against
                 his
                 Majesty
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 there
                 's
                 a
                 Friend
                 from
                 Heaven
                 come
              
               
                 Who
                 in
                 our
                 stead
                 does
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 he
                 will
                 bear
                 the
                 Sinners
                 doom
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 his
                 debts
                 defray
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Now
                 will
                 it
                 stand
                 in
                 sacred
                 Laws
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 our
                 Counsel
                 art
                 ,
              
               
                 Can
                 Justice
                 find
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 any
                 flaws
                 ?
              
               
                 Thy
                 judgment
                 now
                 impart
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Will
                 it
                 hold
                 good
                 i'
                 th'
                 Court
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 guilty
                 Sinners
                 may
              
               
                 This
                 way
                 be
                 freed
                 ?
                 Can
                 this
                 remove
              
               
                 And
                 take
                 their
                 guilt
                 away
                 ?
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 Can
                 God
                 be
                 just
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 forgive
                 ?
              
               
                 O
                 bring
                 thy
                 sense
                 now
                 in
                 !
              
               
                 Can
                 we
                 acquittance
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 receive
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 pardon'd
                 be
                 of
                 sin
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 By
                 righteousness
                 another
                 wrought
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 death
                 which
                 he
                 did
                 die
                 ?
              
               
                 Can
                 guilty
                 Man
                 from
                 guilt
                 be
                 freed
                 ?
              
               
                 Can
                 that
                 him
                 justifie
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 To
                 end
                 this
                 Cause
                 thou
                 didst
                 come
                 here
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Matter
                 's
                 left
                 to
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 thou
                 dost
                 say
                 the
                 Sinner's
                 clear
              
               
                 This
                 way
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 shall
                 be
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Lord
                 he
                 that
                 doth
                 on
                 thee
                 rely
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 union
                 does
                 obtain
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 thy
                 righteousness
                 does
                 fly
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 's
                 freed
                 from
                 every
                 stain
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Of
                 sin
                 and
                 guilt
                 in
                 sight
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 justify'd
                 is
                 he
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 on
                 his
                 soul
                 may
                 lye
                 a
                 load
                 ,
              
               
                 Because
                 he
                 cannot
                 see
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 That
                 pardon
                 and
                 that
                 freedom
                 yet
              
               
                 That
                 's
                 in
                 thy self
                 alone
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 pores
                 on
                 his
                 iniquity
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 he
                 finds
                 is
                 not
                 gone
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Off
                 his
                 own
                 Conscience
                 ,
                 but
                 does
                 feel
              
               
                 '
                 Body
                 of
                 sin
                 and
                 death
                 ;
              
               
               
                 Yet
                 thou
                 to
                 him
                 this
                 truth
                 does
                 seal
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 he
                 a
                 pardon
                 hath
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Wherefore
                 thy
                 holy
                 praises
                 great
              
               
                 All
                 Ages
                 shall
                 record
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 people
                 shall
                 give
                 thanks
                 to
                 thee
              
               
                 For
                 evermore
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 We
                 are
                 about
                 a
                 great
                 Estate
                 ,
              
               
                 An
                 assurance
                 fain
                 would
                 have
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 way
                 to
                 us
                 do
                 thou
                 relate
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 counsel
                 we
                 do
                 crave
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 Title
                 's
                 good
                 ,
                 that
                 's
                 not
                 the
                 thing
              
               
                 We
                 do
                 enquire
                 about
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 how
                 to
                 settle
                 it
                 on
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 lasting
                 Deeds
                 sue
                 out
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 That
                 none
                 us
                 disinherit
                 may
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 counsel
                 give
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 !
              
               
                 O
                 shew
                 to
                 us
                 the
                 ready
                 way
                 ,
              
               
                 According
                 to
                 thy
                 Word
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 must
                 seal
                 to
                 us
                 the
                 Lease
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 it
                 be
                 for
                 ever
                 !
              
               
                 Thy
                 Spirit
                 is
                 the
                 Seal
                 ,
                 let
                 us
              
               
                 The
                 same
                 of
                 thee
                 procure
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 let
                 the
                 Title
                 firmly
                 stand
                 ,
              
               
                 Unto
                 thy
                 Servants
                 thus
              
               
                 Confirm
                 the
                 matter
                 took
                 in
                 hand
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 grace
                 may
                 shine
                 in
                 us
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 We
                 charged
                 with
                 sad
                 crimes
                 all
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 misdemeanors
                 vile
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 thou
                 dost
                 not
                 the
                 matter
                 clear
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 comforts
                 they
                 will
                 spoil
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 Law
                 and
                 Conscience
                 both
                 agree
              
               
                 To
                 lay
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 at
                 our
                 door
              
               
                 The
                 highest
                 Treason
                 that
                 can
                 be
                 :
              
               
                 Call
                 thou
                 the
                 matrer
                 o're
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Acquit
                 us
                 of
                 this
                 fearful
                 charge
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 able
                 art
                 ●o
                 plead
              
               
                 The
                 Merits
                 of
                 thy
                 Blood
                 at
                 large
                 ,
              
               
                 Thereby
                 't
                 is
                 we
                 are
                 freed
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 O
                 when
                 our
                 Cause
                 is
                 good
                 ,
                 't
                 is
                 thou
              
               
                 That
                 on
                 our
                 side
                 dost
                 stand
                 ;
              
               
                 No
                 bad
                 Cause
                 thou
                 we
                 well
                 do
                 know
              
               
                 Wilt
                 ever
                 take
                 in
                 hand
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 't
                 is
                 a
                 blessed
                 thing
                 indeed
              
               
                 We
                 interest
                 have
                 in
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 No
                 counsel
                 shall
                 we
                 ever
                 need
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 we
                 will
                 ruled
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 To
                 the
                 high
                 Court
                 thou
                 dost
                 belong
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 thou
                 chief
                 Counsel
                 art
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 thou
                 wilt
                 save
                 us
                 from
                 all
                 wrong
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 good
                 advice
                 impart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Ye
                 righteous
                 in
                 the
                 Lord
                 rejoyce
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 holiness
                 proclaim
                 ;
              
               
               
                 Be
                 thankful
                 ,
                 and
                 with
                 heart
                 and
                 voice
              
               
                 Praise
                 ye
                 his
                 glorious
                 Name
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Sixth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Into
                 the
                 presence
                 of
                 the
                 King
              
               
                 Thou
                 hast
                 admittance
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 nothing
                 doth
                 he
                 hide
                 from
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 Nay
                 more
                 ,
                 at
                 thy
                 own
                 word
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 What
                 e're
                 we
                 ask
                 ,
                 or
                 is
                 our
                 suit
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 we
                 do
                 but
                 believe
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 it
                 be
                 things
                 thou
                 dost
                 think
                 fit
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 shall
                 the
                 same
                 receive
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Thy
                 counsel
                 it
                 shall
                 stand
                 we
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 Enemies
                 design
              
               
                 Thou
                 quickly
                 canst
                 quite
                 overthrow
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 save
                 that
                 Church
                 of
                 thine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 now
                 all
                 you
                 that
                 counsel
                 need
                 ,
              
               
                 Repair
                 unto
                 this
                 Friend
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 counsel
                 ne're
                 reject
                 be
                 sure
              
               
                 Which
                 to
                 you
                 he
                 does
                 send
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 buy
                 of
                 him
                 that
                 precious
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               
                 (
                 White
                 Rayment
                 then
                 get
                 on
                 ,
                 )
              
               
                 And
                 blessed
                 Eye-salve
                 ,
                 to
                 behold
              
               
                 This
                 glorious
                 ,
                 lovely
                 One
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 his
                 counsel
                 be
                 you
                 led
              
               
                 Until
                 you
                 come
                 to
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 shall
                 you
                 sing
                 with
                 crowned
                 heads
              
               
                 Unto
                 eternity
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             49.
             
          
           
             
               ●
               Cor.
               3.
               11.
               
            
             
               Another
               Foundation
               can
               no
               Man
               lay
               ,
               but
               that
               which
               is
               already
               laid
               ,
               which
               is
               Jesus
               Christ.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               WE
               have
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               a
               House
               to
               raise
               ,
            
             
               And
               would
               have
               it
               stand
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               know
               the
               least
               decays
               ,
            
             
               But
               firm
               abide
               for
               ever
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               that
               we
               might
               thus
               build
               our
               souls
            
             
               Thou
               the
               Foundation
               art
               ;
            
             
               Here
               build
               we
               must
               our
               House
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               The
               whole
               and
               ev'ry
               part
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               God
               hath
               himself
               in
               mercy
               great
            
             
               This
               sure
               Foundation
               laid
               ,
            
             
               That
               so
               to
               build
               our
               hopes
               on
               thee
            
             
               We
               might
               not
               be
               afraid
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thy
               Church
               on
               this
               Foundation
               is
            
             
               Most
               firmly
               built
               also
               ;
            
             
               From
               hence
               it
               is
               that
               Men
               cannot
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               Devils
               it
               o'rethrow
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               A
               Foundation
               's
               laid
               by
               knowing
               Men
               ,
            
             
               Some
               skilful
               Architect
               ;
            
             
               But
               this
               Foundation
               thou
               hast
               laid
               ,
            
             
               As
               wisdom
               did
               direct
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               th'
               wisdom
               of
               the
               Trinity
            
             
               I'
               th'
               Council
               held
               above
               ;
            
             
               And
               mercy
               was
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               in
               thine
               eye
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               bowels
               did
               thee
               move
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               To
               bring
               this
               Stone
               ,
               so
               choice
               and
               pure
               ,
            
             
               Beyond
               the
               rarest
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               To
               lay
               us
               a
               Foundation
               sure
            
             
               Most
               glorious
               to
               behold
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               To
               the
               Foundation
               now
               therefore
            
             
               We
               will
               together
               sing
               ,
            
             
               To
               raise
               the
               praise
               for
               evermore
            
             
               Of
               God
               and
               Christ
               our
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               'T
               was
               deeply
               layd
               in
               thy
               Decree
               ,
            
             
               No
               bottom
               can
               be
               found
               ;
            
             
               So
               deep
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               all
               thy
               counsels
               be
               ,
            
             
               We
               in
               them
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               are
               drown'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 What
                 kind
                 of
                 House
                 thou
                 didst
                 intend
              
               
                 To
                 build
                 ,
                 we
                 may
                 perceive
              
               
                 If
                 the
                 Foundation
                 we
                 observe
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 our selves
                 deceive
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 a
                 Precious
                 stone
                 we
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Jasper
                 is
                 so
                 rare
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 the
                 Building
                 ought
                 to
                 be
              
               
                 As
                 precious
                 ,
                 lovely
                 ,
                 fair
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 All
                 Gold
                 and
                 Silver
                 ,
                 Precious-stones
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Wood
                 '
                 ,
                 Hay
                 nor
                 Stubble
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 living
                 ones
                 they
                 must
                 be
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 Believers
                 meek
                 and
                 humble
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 As
                 the
                 Foundation
                 doth
                 uphold
              
               
                 The
                 whole
                 〈◊〉
                 Fabrick
                 ;
              
               
                 Thou
                 dost
                 bear
                 up
                 each
                 Stone
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 Members
                 to
                 thee
                 stick
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Each
                 Soul
                 thou
                 dost
                 unite
                 to
                 thee
              
               
                 In
                 sure
                 bonds
                 of
                 Love
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 there
                 's
                 a
                 blessed
                 harmony
              
               
                 'Mong
                 Saints
                 born
                 from
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Without
                 this
                 safe
                 Foundation
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Building
                 's
                 there
                 at
                 all
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 any
                 do
                 not
                 on
                 thee
                 build
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 Souls
                 and
                 hopes
                 will
                 fall
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Yet
                 shall
                 the
                 Just
                 in
                 thee
                 rejoyce
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 trust
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 in
                 thy
                 might
                 ;
              
               
                 They
                 shall
                 Praise
                 sing
                 with
                 mind
                 and
                 voice
              
               
                 Whose
                 hearts
                 with
                 thee
                 are
                 right
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Other
                 Foundations
                 may
                 decay
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 Men
                 may
                 dig
                 them
                 down
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 this
                 doth
                 stand
                 like
                 to
                 a
                 Rock
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 can't
                 be
                 overthrown
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 Let
                 Devils
                 do
                 whate're
                 they
                 can
              
               
                 They
                 can't
                 it
                 undermine
                 :
              
               
                 Art
                 thou
                 built
                 here
                 ,
                 O
                 happy
                 Man
                 !
              
               
                 Great
                 safety
                 shalt
                 thou
                 find
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Here
                 build
                 your
                 Faith
                 ,
                 your
                 Hope
                 ,
                 and
                 all
              
               
                 Your
                 Comforts
                 too
                 likewise
                 ;
              
               
                 Then
                 let
                 Winds
                 blow
                 ,
                 ye
                 never
                 shall
              
               
                 Fall
                 by
                 your
                 Enemies
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 woe
                 to
                 such
                 who
                 lay
                 aside
              
               
                 This
                 precious
                 Corner-stone
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 build
                 on
                 works
                 through
                 their
                 great
                 pride
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 hopes
                 will
                 soon
                 be
                 gone
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 All
                 build
                 do
                 on
                 the
                 Sands
                 besure
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 no
                 Foundation
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 don
                 't
                 true
                 Faith
                 of
                 God
                 procure
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 precious
                 Souls
                 to
                 save
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 blessed
                 Sion
                 thou
                 art
                 strong
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 God
                 hath
                 founded
                 thee
              
               
                 Upon
                 a
                 Rock
                 ,
                 that
                 none
                 can
                 wrong
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 ruin'd
                 canst
                 not
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 The
                 Gates
                 of
                 Hell
                 shall
                 not
                 prevail
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 firmly
                 thou
                 dost
                 stand
                 :
              
               
                 Ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 how
                 can
                 your
                 courage
                 fail
              
               
                 Too
                 on
                 the
                 other
                 hand
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Come
                 sing
                 with
                 joy
                 to
                 Christ
                 therefore
              
               
                 And
                 on
                 him
                 do
                 depend
                 ;
              
               
               
                 The
                 Top-stone
                 and
                 Foundation
                 's
                 he
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 sing
                 world
                 without
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             50.
             
          
           
             
               Matth.
               23.
               37.
               
            
             
               How
               often
               would
               I
               have
               gathered
               thy
               Children
               together
               ,
               as
               a
               Hen
               gathereth
               her
               Chickens
               under
               her
               Wings
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               Bowels
               unto
               Sinners
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Is
               shewed
               by
               the
               Hen
               ,
            
             
               Who
               in
               her
               care
               of
               all
               her
               young
            
             
               Doth
               far
               exceed
               some
               Men.
               
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               How
               will
               she
               fly
               into
               the
               face
            
             
               Of
               such
               who
               would
               destroy
            
             
               Her
               pretty
               Brood
               !
               she
               can't
               endure
            
             
               They
               should
               them
               once
               annoy
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               ah
               !
               thy
               bowels
               far
               exceed
            
             
               All
               Creatures
               here
               below
               ;
            
             
               For
               thou
               for
               Sinners
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               didst
               bleed
               ,
            
             
               Compassion
               great
               to
               show
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Hen
               herself
               to
               weakness
               brings
            
             
               Whilst
               of
               her
               young
               takes
               care
               ,
            
             
               How
               does
               she
               scratch
               and
               strive
               each
               day
            
             
               To
               feed
               them
               here
               and
               there
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               brought'st
               thy self
               so
               low
            
             
               That
               we
               might
               all
               be
               sed
               ,
            
             
             
               That
               in
               the
               grave
               a
               while
               didst
               lye
            
             
               After
               that
               thou
               wast
               dead
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               as
               a
               Hen
               does
               cluck
               and
               call
            
             
               According
               to
               her
               kind
               ,
            
             
               Thereby
               to
               save
               her
               Chickens
               all
            
             
               From
               Kites
               ,
               which
               she
               does
               find
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Do
               often
               of
               them
               make
               a
               prey
               ,
            
             
               So
               dost
               thou
               call
               and
               cry
            
             
               To
               Sinners
               ,
               whilst
               it
               is
               to
               day
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               thou
               dost
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               espy
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               To
               be
               in
               danger
               by
               their
               sin
            
             
               And
               Devils
               many
               ways
               ;
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               thou
               dost
               call
               and
               call
               agen
            
             
               Full
               ost
               ,
               for
               many
               days
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 Hen
                 stands
                 ready
                 and
                 prepar'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Hov'ring
                 her
                 mournful
                 wings
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 is
                 she
                 satisfy'd
              
               
                 Till
                 under
                 them
                 she
                 brings
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 So
                 thou
                 dost
                 spread
                 thy
                 Arms
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Poor
                 Sinners
                 to
                 bring
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 bids
                 the
                 weary
                 come
                 to
                 thee
              
               
                 Who
                 laden
                 are
                 with
                 sin
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 come
                 in
                 ye
                 Sinners
                 all
              
               
                 Under
                 Christ's
                 wings
                 with
                 speed
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 receive
                 you
                 great
                 and
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 nothing
                 shall
                 you
                 need
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 O
                 how
                 safe
                 are
                 you
                 his
                 Saints
                 !
              
               
                 Under
                 his
                 wings
                 you
                 lye
                 ;
              
               
                 Then
                 fear
                 no
                 hurt
                 from
                 outfard
                 Foes
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 inward
                 Enemy
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 They
                 who
                 are
                 wise
                 will
                 certainly
              
               
                 In
                 mind
                 these
                 things
                 record
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 they
                 will
                 with
                 ease
                 espy
              
               
                 The
                 kindness
                 of
                 the
                 Lord.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             51.
             
          
           
             
               Mal.
               3.
               3.
               
            
             
               He
               shall
               sit
               as
               a
               Refiners
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               like
               as
               a
               Refiner
               doth
            
             
               The
               Gold
               and
               Silver
               try
               ,
            
             
               We
               had
               much
               dross
               until
               thou
               didst
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               purifie
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Into
               the
               Furnace
               we
               were
               cast
               ,
            
             
               Which
               oft
               is
               very
               hot
               ;
            
             
               'T
               is
               not
               our
               Grace
               i'th'least
               to
               waste
               ,
            
             
               But
               filth
               which
               we
               have
               got
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Afflictions
               like
               as
               fire
               doth
            
             
               The
               Gold
               rarely
               refine
               ,
            
             
               Purge
               all
               our
               Souls
               ,
               and
               we
               thereby
            
             
               More
               gloriously
               may
               shine
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               Dross
               will
               not
               the
               Fire
               bear
               ,
            
             
               So
               some
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               cannot
               stand
            
             
             
               Before
               thee
               when
               thou
               dost
               rise
               up
            
             
               To
               scourge
               them
               with
               thy
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               fire
               makes
               the
               Gold
               more
               soft
               ,
            
             
               So
               by
               Afflictions
               we
            
             
               More
               plyable
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               are
               brought
            
             
               To
               yield
               and
               bend
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Gold
                 when
                 't
                 is
                 triy'd
                 ,
                 't
                 is
                 pure
                 made
              
               
                 By
                 the
                 Refiners
                 art
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 by
                 afflictions
                 thou
                 dost
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Mor'e
                 holy
                 make
                 each
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 From
                 hence
                 we
                 may
                 the
                 reason
                 see
              
               
                 Why
                 God
                 afflictions
                 brings
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 clearly
                 also
                 may
                 discern
              
               
                 What
                 profit
                 from
                 them
                 springs
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 We
                 fitted
                 are
                 hereby
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 our
                 own
                 Master's
                 turn
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 golden
                 Vessels
                 will
                 make
                 us
              
               
                 Before
                 that
                 he
                 has
                 done
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 When
                 you
                 refin'd
                 by
                 tryals
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 cause
                 have
                 you
                 to
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 praise
                 the
                 Lord
                 that
                 ever
                 he
              
               
                 Did
                 you
                 in
                 's
                 Furnace
                 fling
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             52.
             
          
           
             
               Exod.
               19.
               4.
               
            
             
               I
               bore
               you
               on
               Eagles
               wings
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Eagle
               is
               the
               King
               of
               Birds
               ,
            
             
               Ah!
               who
               is
               like
               to
               thee
            
             
               Who
               is
               so
               strong
               ?
               or
               hath
               an
               Eye
            
             
               So
               quick
               ,
               and
               far
               to
               see
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Like
               to
               an
               Eagle
               thou
               dost
               mount
               ,
            
             
               Or
               didst
               ascend
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               Not
               only
               up
               unto
               the
               Clouds
               ,
            
             
               But
               far
               above
               the
               skie
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               Eagle
               thou
               dost
               bear
            
             
               Upon
               thy
               blessed
               Wings
            
             
               All
               thy
               poor
               Saints
               ,
               and
               they
               hereby
            
             
               Forget
               all
               earthly
               things
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               They
               soar
               so
               high
               sometimes
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Born
               upon
               Wings
               of
               Love
               ,
            
             
               That
               Earth
               to
               them
               seems
               a
               small
               thing
               ,
            
             
               They
               dwell
               so
               high
               above
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               Eagle's
               way
               's
               not
               known
            
             
               Who
               mounts
               up
               in
               the
               Air
               ,
            
             
               Ev'n
               so
               thy
               love
               and
               wisdom
               both
            
             
               Most
               deep
               and
               hidden
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               fly
               ye
               Saints
               your selves
               to
               hide
            
             
               Under
               Almighty
               Wings
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               safe
               you
               'll
               be
               whate're
               betide
               ,
            
             
               When
               God
               sore
               judgments
               brings
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               O
               see
               Christ's
               care
               ,
               and
               do
               not
               fear
               ,
            
             
               But
               sing
               his
               Praises
               forth
               ;
            
             
               His
               grace
               and
               love
               's
               beyond
               compare
               ,
            
             
               None
               like
               him
               here
               on
               Earth
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             53.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               2.
               10.
               
            
             
               To
               make
               the
               Captain
               of
               our
               Salvation
               perfect
               through
               sufferings
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               art
               our
               Captain-General
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Commission
               seal'd
               is
               ;
            
             
               Rouze
               up
               ye
               Soldiers
               great
               and
               small
               ,
            
             
               No
               Captain
               like
               to
               this
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               the
               power
               given
               thee
            
             
               To
               raise
               a
               mighty
               Host
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               beats
               up
               to
               bring
               them
               in
            
             
               Daily
               from
               every
               Coast.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               'T
               is
               thou
               dost
               nominate
               who
               shall
            
             
               Have
               office
               under
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               they
               Commissions
               have
               likewise
            
             
               Who
               rightly
               entred
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               thy
               Soldiers
               names
               set
               down
            
             
               In
               thy
               own
               Muster-roll
               ,
            
             
             
               Within
               the
               blessed
               Book
               of
               Life
            
             
               Is
               written
               every
               Soul
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               out
               of
               that
               sweet
               Book
               of
               thine
            
             
               They
               shall
               not
               blotted
               be
               ,
            
             
               If
               they
               are
               such
               thy
               Father
               hath
            
             
               Lord
               Jesus
               given
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Unto
               our
               Captain
               General
            
             
               A
               new
               Song
               let
               us
               sing
               ;
            
             
               For
               he
               that
               Captain
               is
               in
               Chief
            
             
               Is
               our
               God
               ,
               and
               our
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thou
                 dost
                 ,
                 Lord
                 Christ
                 ,
                 thy
                 Soldiers
                 lead
                 ,
              
               
                 Before
                 them
                 didst
                 thou
                 go
                 ;
              
               
                 All
                 Foes
                 by
                 thee
                 are
                 vanquished
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 didst
                 triumph
                 also
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Over
                 them
                 all
                 most
                 gloriously
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 perfect
                 now
                 art
                 made
                 ,
              
               
                 Has
                 Captive
                 took
                 Captivity
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 ▪
                 ll
                 never
                 be
                 afraid
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 stand
                 unto
                 our
                 Arms
                 always
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Quarter
                 we
                 will
                 give
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 thou
                 art
                 with
                 us
                 all
                 our
                 days
                 ,
              
               
                 Few
                 Enemies
                 shall
                 live
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 be
                 well
                 disciplined
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 very
                 skilful
                 be
                 ,
              
               
               
                 And
                 in
                 right
                 paths
                 and
                 foot-steps
                 tread
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 truly
                 follow
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 No
                 Captain
                 doth
                 his
                 Men
                 advance
              
               
                 To
                 such
                 high
                 dignity
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 each
                 shall
                 have
                 preheminence
              
               
                 To
                 sit
                 on
                 Thrones
                 with
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 let
                 us
                 lift
                 up
                 our
                 head
              
               
                 O
                 happy
                 Israel
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ's
                 Banner
                 over
                 you
                 is
                 spread
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 glory
                 shall
                 excell
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thou
                 giv'st
                 the
                 Word
                 too
                 of
                 Command
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 't
                 is
                 that
                 we
                 must
                 do
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 never
                 bidst
                 us
                 still
                 to
                 stand
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 backward
                 for
                 to
                 go
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 We
                 never
                 must
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 wheel
                 about
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 be
                 as
                 once
                 we
                 were
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 forward
                 march
                 with
                 courage
                 stout
                 ,
              
               
                 Without
                 all
                 dread
                 or
                 fear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 take
                 Example
                 ,
                 Lord
                 of
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 Resist
                 ev'n
                 unto
                 Blood
              
               
                 Before
                 yield
                 to
                 iniquitiy
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 has
                 us
                 oft
                 withstood
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 hast
                 power
                 to
                 cashier
              
               
                 All
                 such
                 thou
                 dost
                 not
                 like
                 ,
              
               
               
                 If
                 any
                 false
                 hearted
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 names
                 out
                 thou
                 wilt
                 strike
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 No
                 Warriers
                 like
                 to
                 thee
                 in
                 fight
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 power
                 and
                 thy
                 skill
              
               
                 Are
                 both
                 of
                 them
                 ev'n
                 infinite
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 then
                 engage
                 thee
                 will
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 If
                 any
                 should
                 ,
                 woe
                 to
                 them
                 all
              
               
                 I
                 once
                 thou
                 draws
                 thy
                 Sword
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 thy
                 wrath
                 on
                 them
                 dost
                 fall
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 die
                 shall
                 then
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Come
                 in
                 ,
                 come
                 in
                 ,
                 and
                 list
                 your selves
                 ,
              
               
                 You
                 shall
                 have
                 present
                 pay
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 Souls
                 shall
                 be
                 with
                 grace
                 well
                 stor'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 charges
                 to
                 desray
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 th'ready
                 way
                 to
                 become
                 great
              
               
                 And
                 rich
                 ,
                 will
                 you
                 come
                 in
                 ?
              
               
                 The
                 Trumpets
                 sound
                 ,
                 and
                 Drums
                 do
                 beat
              
               
                 To
                 war
                 against
                 your
                 sin
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Will
                 you
                 be
                 on
                 our
                 Captains
                 side
                 ?
              
               
                 Ah!
                 if
                 you
                 still
                 stand
                 out
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 Sword
                 e're
                 long
                 will
                 you
                 divide
              
               
                 VVith
                 them
                 that
                 turn
                 about
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 For
                 if
                 Deserters
                 there
                 be
                 found
                 ,
              
               
                 Better
                 not
                 to
                 be
                 born
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 wrath
                 to
                 such
                 will
                 so
                 abound
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 pieces
                 they
                 'll
                 be
                 torn
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 Ye
                 Saints
                 your
                 Leader
                 follow
                 close
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 see
                 that
                 you
                 do
                 keep
              
               
                 To
                 the
                 Company
                 you
                 have
                 chose
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 them
                 do
                 not
                 slip
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Lest
                 you
                 Deserters
                 should
                 be
                 thought
                 ,
              
               
                 Keep
                 then
                 your
                 place
                 be
                 sure
              
               
                 In
                 that
                 same
                 Truth
                 to
                 which
                 you
                 're
                 brought
                 ,
              
               
                 Lest
                 wrath
                 you
                 do
                 procure
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             54.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               22.
               16.
               
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               bright
               &
               morning-star
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Morning
               Star
               it
               does
               appear
               ,
            
             
               The
               day
               approaches
               now
               ;
            
             
               See
               how
               Christ
               shines
               !
               how
               lovely
               ,
               fair
            
             
               O
               cast
               your
               eyes
               ,
               see
               how
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               His
               light
               does
               sparkle
               brighter
               still
               ,
            
             
               The
               day
               will
               quickly
               break
               ,
            
             
               And
               until
               then
               he
               guide
               us
               will
            
             
               I'
               th'
               way
               that
               we
               should
               take
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               None
               is
               so
               glorious
               in
               our
               sight
            
             
               As
               the
               sweet
               Morning-Star
               ;
            
             
               Ah!
               thou
               out-shines
               it
               ,
               art
               more
               bright
            
             
               Than
               all
               the
               Angels
               far
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Morning-Star
               ,
               that
               name
               is
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               So
               is
               that
               name
               of
               thine
               ;
            
             
               O
               with
               thy
               glorious
               beams
               let
               's
               meet
               ,
            
             
               For
               they
               are
               all
               divine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               In
               Winter
               't
               is
               the
               Morning-Star
            
             
               Is
               so
               delighted
               in
               ;
            
             
               How
               good
               's
               thy
               Light
               ,
               whilst
               we
               do
               find
            
             
               The
               Clouds
               and
               Night
               of
               Sin
               !
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               Morning
               Stars
               did
               all
               rejoyce
            
             
               When
               this
               Star
               did
               arise
               ;
            
             
               ●
               let
               us
               with
               the
               Churches
               sing
            
             
               His
               lasting
               praise
               likewise
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             55.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               16.
               15.
               
            
             
               Behold
               I
               come
               as
               a
               Thief
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               YE
               Saints
               about
               you
               look
               with
               speed
               ,
            
             
               Christ's
               coming
               does
               draw
               near
               ;
            
             
               O
               watch
               with
               care
               ,
               and
               take
               great
               heed
               ,
            
             
               As
               a
               Thief
               he
               will
               appear
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Not
               like
               a
               Thief
               unrighteously
            
             
               To
               do
               Men
               any
               wrong
               ,
            
             
               But
               unawares
               most
               suddenly
               ,
            
             
               Though
               many
               think
               't
               is
               long
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Like
               as
               a
               Thief
               comes
               in
               the
               night
            
             
               VVhen
               people
               are
               all
               still
               ,
            
             
               And
               puts
               them
               all
               into
               a
               fright
               ,
            
             
               So
               thy
               dread
               coming
               will
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Surprize
               the
               Earth
               ,
               and
               all
               who
               sleep
               ,
            
             
               How
               will
               they
               quake
               with
               fear
               !
            
             
             
               O
               Sinners
               then
               will
               cry
               and
               weep
            
             
               When
               thou
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               dost
               appear
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Then
               will
               they
               seek
               some
               place
               to
               hide
            
             
               Themselves
               from
               the
               great
               God
               ;
            
             
               But
               though
               they
               can't
               his
               wrath
               abide
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               will
               they
               find
               no
               shroud
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Nor
               cover
               which
               can
               shelter
               them
            
             
               From
               his
               most
               angry
               frown
               ;
            
             
               For
               vengeance
               shall
               their
               Souls
               consume
               ,
            
             
               And
               quickly
               bring
               them
               down
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               coming
               of
               a
               Thief
               you
               may
            
             
               Prevent
               by
               taking
               care
               ,
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               coming
               to
               prevent
            
             
               No
               way
               at
               all
               is
               there
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               But
               will
               he
               come
               ,
               and
               quickly
               too
               ?
            
             
               Ye
               Saints
               rejoyce
               and
               sing
               ,
            
             
               Your
               glory
               then
               will
               overflow
            
             
               Like
               to
               lasting
               Spring
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             56.
             
          
           
             
               Hag.
               2.
               7.
               
            
             
               The
               desire
               of
               all
               Nations
               sha●●
               come
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THere
               is
               enough
               in
               Christ
               to
               fill
            
             
               All
               Nations
               of
               the
               Earth
               ;
            
             
               The
               Nations
               never
               will
               be
               still
            
             
               Until
               be
               shall
               come
               forth
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               Some
               in
               all
               Nations
               long
               for
               peace
               ,
            
             
               Therefore
               desire
               thee
               ;
            
             
               ●nd
               wars
               ,
               O
               Lord
               shall
               never
               cease
            
             
               Until
               the
               Prince
               they
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Nations
               long
               for
               some
               great
               thing
               ,
            
             
               Their
               desires
               are
               for
               good
               ;
            
             
               ●nd
               all
               true
               good
               from
               thee
               does
               spring
               ,
            
             
               Though
               not
               well
               understood
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               All
               Nations
               now
               desire
               thee
               not
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               some
               do
               in
               each
               Land
               ;
            
             
               ●nd
               all
               the
               Earth
               for
               thee
               will
               thirst
               ,
            
             
               And
               yield
               to
               thy
               command
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               All
               those
               who
               see
               of
               thee
               a
               need
               ,
            
             
               Know
               the
               necessity
            
             
               They
               have
               of
               help
               ,
               their
               Souls
               do
               bleed
            
             
               Until
               thee
               they
               do
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               then
               Lord
               Jesus
               come
               away
               ,
            
             
               We
               know
               thou
               didst
               appear
            
             
               ●lready
               once
               ,
               but
               do
               not
               stay
               ,
            
             
               Again
               le
               ts
               see
               thee
               here
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             57.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               9.
               6.
               
            
             
               
                 Prince
                 of
                 Peace
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               IN
               thee
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               true
               peace
               is
               found
               ,
            
             
               Our
               peace
               O
               thou
               didst
               make
               ,
            
             
             
               Which
               lasting
               is
               ,
               and
               shall
               abound
            
             
               In
               thee
               ,
               and
               for
               thy
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               the
               power
               of
               a
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               Peace
               thou
               canst
               command
               ;
            
             
               O
               ▪
               re
               War
               thou
               hast
               preheminence
               ,
            
             
               Canst
               stop
               it
               with
               thy
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               If
               thou
               dost
               once
               but
               speak
               the
               word
               ,
            
             
               Peace
               we
               shall
               have
               within
               ;
            
             
               By
               thy
               own
               Spirit
               thou
               canst
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Destroy
               each
               cursed
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               to
               our
               Souls
               sweet
               peace
               dost
               give
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Church
               has
               peace
               from
               thee
               ;
            
             
               How
               happily
               do
               all
               such
               live
            
             
               Who
               filled
               with
               it
               be
               !
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Nations
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               will
               ne
               ▪
               re
               have
               peace
            
             
               Until
               thou
               dost
               appear
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               make
               Wars
               ,
               O
               Lord
               to
               cease
            
             
               Far
               off
               ,
               and
               also
               near
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Bless'd
               days
               of
               peace
               will
               be
               e're
               long
               ,
            
             
               We
               therefore
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               will
               sing
               ,
            
             
               And
               quickly
               shall
               too
               a
               new
               Song
            
             
               Unto
               our
               glorious
               King.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             58.
             
          
           
             
               Act.
               10.
               42.
               
            
             
               He
               that
               was
               ordained
               of
               God
               to
               be
               the
               Iudge
               of
               the
               quick
               and
               Dead
               .
            
          
           
             
               HE
               's
               come
               ,
               he
               's
               come
               ,
               the
               Throne
               is
               set
               ,
            
             
               The
               Trumpets
               sound
               aloud
               ,
            
             
               Behold
               the
               thousands
               at
               his
               feet
               ,
            
             
               O
               see
               the
               mighty
               crowd
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Great
               is
               this
               day
               ,
               great
               is
               the
               throng
               ,
            
             
               Millions
               of
               millions
               stand
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               that
               thought
               this
               day
               was
               long
               ,
            
             
               They
               are
               on
               his
               Right-hand
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               O
               the
               millions
               ,
               millions
               who
            
             
               Are
               on
               his
               Left-hand
               plac'd
               ,
            
             
               Ah
               ,
               see
               how
               they
               now
               tremble
               do
               !
            
             
               How
               wan
               ,
               and
               how
               pale-fac'd
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               They
               now
               appear
               !
               Ah
               ,
               now
               they
               see
            
             
               Their
               folly
               ,
               but
               too
               late
               !
            
             
               They
               now
               with
               grief
               tormented
               be
            
             
               To
               see
               their
               wosul
               state
               !
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Trumpet
               sounds
               exceeding
               high
               ,
            
             
               The
               Cherubs
               clap
               their
               wings
               ;
            
             
               O
               hear
               the
               Saints
               melodiously
            
             
               With
               all
               the
               Angels
               sing
               !
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               But
               hark
               ,
               the
               Books
               are
               called
               for
               !
            
             
               Ah
               ,
               Christ
               is
               on
               the
               Throne
               !
            
             
               The
               wicked
               now
               how
               do
               they
               cry
               !
            
             
               O
               hark
               how
               they
               do
               groan
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             59.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               Sing
               this
               as
               the
               25th
               .
               Psalm
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 THou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 art
                 the
                 high
                 Judge
                 ,
              
               
                 Most
                 righteous
                 art
                 also
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 the
                 world
                 must
                 judged
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 their
                 rewards
                 have
                 too
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Impartially
                 proceed
              
               
                 Wilt
                 thou
                 in
                 that
                 great
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 every
                 Man's
                 Indictment
                 read
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 hear
                 what
                 they
                 can
                 say
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 honour
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 mighty
                 God
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 seekst
                 to
                 raise
                 ,
                 and
                 now
                 thou
                 wilt
              
               
                 All
                 doubts
                 of
                 Men
                 remove
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Now
                 all
                 the
                 works
                 of
                 men
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 thoughts
                 of
                 every
                 heart
              
               
                 Shall
                 unto
                 Judgment
                 come
                 ,
                 and
                 then
              
               
                 Shall
                 all
                 have
                 their
                 deserts
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 Books
                 shall
                 open
                 be
              
               
                 Of
                 Law
                 and
                 Gospel
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Conscience
                 shall
                 be
                 call'd
                 upon
              
               
                 To
                 charge
                 ,
                 or
                 clear
                 also
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 All
                 deeds
                 of
                 darkness
                 shall
              
               
                 Be
                 brought
                 unto
                 the
                 light
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 nothing
                 can
                 be
                 hid
                 at
                 all
              
               
                 From
                 the
                 great
                 Judge's
                 sight
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 O
                 think
                 upon
                 this
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 for
                 it
                 now
                 prepare
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 quickly
                 Christ
                 will
                 come
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 will
                 no
                 Sinners
                 spare
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 How
                 dreadful
                 is
                 a
                 righteous
                 Judge
              
               
                 To
                 such
                 who
                 guilty
                 be
                 !
              
               
                 But
                 none
                 like
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 holy
                 One
                 ,
              
               
                 Cloathed
                 in
                 Majesty
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thy
                 Countenance
                 how
                 will
                 it
                 shine
              
               
                 Much
                 brighter
                 than
                 the
                 Sun
                 ;
              
               
                 All
                 wicked
                 ones
                 will
                 weep
                 and
                 pine
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 see
                 themselves
                 undone
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Conscience
                 will
                 in
                 that
                 dreadful
                 day
              
               
                 The
                 guilty
                 Sinner
                 fright
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 his
                 deeds
                 before
                 him
                 lay
              
               
                 Done
                 by
                 him
                 day
                 or
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 None
                 shall
                 be
                 suffer'd
                 there
                 to
                 speak
              
               
                 Or
                 answer
                 for
                 his
                 Friend
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 every
                 one
                 must
                 for
                 himself
              
               
                 His
                 own
                 state
                 recommend
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 Witnesses
                 shall
                 be
                 call'd
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 many
                 will
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 God
                 himself
                 he
                 will
                 be
                 one
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 all
                 things
                 knows
                 most
                 clear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Conscience
                 also
                 shall
                 called
                 be
              
               
                 His
                 witness
                 in
                 to
                 give
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 next
                 to
                 God
                 all
                 things
                 does
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 knows
                 how
                 Men
                 do
                 live
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Angels
                 likewise
                 both
                 good
                 and
                 bad
              
               
                 Their
                 Evidence
                 may
                 bring
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 quick
                 inspection
                 always
                 had
              
               
                 Of
                 Men
                 in
                 every
                 thing
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 No
                 mercy
                 then
                 for
                 guilty
                 ones
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Judge
                 will
                 be
                 severe
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 will
                 not
                 mind
                 the
                 Sinners
                 groans
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 wicked
                 have
                 been
                 here
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 This
                 is
                 the
                 only
                 time
                 of
                 Grace
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 now
                 Men
                 must
                 repent
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 th●●
                 day
                 comes
                 ,
                 there
                 is
                 no
                 place
                 ,
              
               
                 Although
                 they
                 may
                 relent
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 Wicked
                 shall
                 the
                 Sentence
                 hear
                 ,
              
               
                 Depart
                 ye
                 cursed
                 all
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 being
                 bound
                 up
                 hands
                 and
                 feet
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 flaming
                 fire
                 must
                 fall
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 ever
                 there
                 too
                 shall
                 they
                 lye
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 fire
                 can
                 not
                 go
                 out
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 their
                 worm
                 never
                 more
                 shall
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 will
                 be
                 sad
                 no
                 doubt
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 poor
                 Sinners
                 lay
                 to
                 heart
              
               
                 Your
                 folly
                 ,
                 to
                 Christ
                 fly
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 leave
                 thy
                 sins
                 ,
                 whoe're
                 thou
                 art
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 that
                 day
                 draweth
                 nigh
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 Sing
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 you
                 have
                 a
                 Friend
              
               
                 Who
                 for
                 you
                 will
                 appear
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 are
                 faithful
                 to
                 the
                 end
              
               
                 Whilst
                 you
                 do
                 now
                 live
                 here
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Christ
                 ,
                 when
                 he
                 comes
                 ,
                 will
                 clear
                 you
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 wipe
                 all
                 tears
                 away
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 ye
                 shall
                 sing
                 ,
                 and
                 triumph
                 shall
              
               
                 In
                 glorious
                 array
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Ye
                 shall
                 the
                 happy
                 Sentence
                 hear
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Come
                 ye
                 blessed
                 Ones
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 blessed
                 of
                 my
                 Father
                 dear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 take
                 your
                 glorious
                 Crowns
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 This
                 being
                 so
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 break
                 forth
              
               
                 And
                 say
                 ,
                 
                   O
                   Come
                   away
                
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 blessed
                 Judge
                 of
                 Heaven
                 and
                 Earth
                 !
              
               
                 O
                 haste
                 ,
                 and
                 do
                 not
                 stay
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             60.
             
          
           
             
               Mat.
               22.
               11
               ,
               12.
               
            
             
               And
               he
               said
               unto
               him
               ,
               Friend
               ,
               how
               camest
               thou
               hither
               ,
               not
               having
               on
               a
               Wedding-garment
               ?
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               OF
               Garment
               ;
               there
               's
               necessity
               ,
            
             
               Since
               sin
               at
               first
               came
               in
               ;
            
             
               We
               needed
               none
               when
               Innocent
               ,
            
             
               We
               naked
               were
               by
               sin
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               So
               a
               righteousness
               we
               must
               have
               all
               ,
            
             
               Sinners
               all
               naked
               be
               ;
            
             
               We
               lost
               our
               Cloaths
               by
               
               Adam's
               Fall
               ,
            
             
               Must
               now
               be
               cloath'd
               by
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Garment
               covereth
               our
               shame
               ,
            
             
               Sin
               is
               a
               filthy
               thing
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               to
               hide
               it
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               hither
               came
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Robe's
               a
               covering
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thy
               Righteousness
               is
               that
               Robe
               too
            
             
               Which
               hides
               all
               filth
               within
               ;
            
             
               Such
               shall
               no
               shame
               for
               ever
               know
               ,
            
             
               Who
               have
               no
               stain
               of
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               Thy
               Righteousness
               is
               spotless
               ,
               pure
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               dost
               it
               impute
            
             
               To
               us
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               have
               it
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               well
               it
               doth
               us
               suit
               :
            
          
           
             
               For
               nothing
               but
               this
               Garment
               could
            
             
               Make
               us
               accepted
               be
               ;
            
             
               None
               justified
               ever
               shall
            
             
               Without
               it
               be
               by
               thee
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               But
               every
               one
               that
               hath
               this
               on
            
             
               They
               justified
               are
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               let
               Believers
               sing
            
             
               Who
               this
               rich
               Robe
               do
               wear
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Garment
                 must
                 exactly
                 fit
              
               
                 Such
                 who
                 do
                 put
                 it
                 on
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 Righteousness
                 alone
                 is
                 it
              
               
                 That
                 suits
                 each
                 gracious
                 One.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 In
                 every
                 case
                 the
                 Law
                 has
                 all
              
               
                 It
                 can
                 desire
                 to
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Justice
                 says
                 she
                 never
                 shall
              
               
                 More
                 of
                 Believers
                 crave
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 It
                 suits
                 so
                 well
                 in
                 each
                 degree
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Saints
                 also
                 do
                 find
              
               
                 It
                 suits
                 them
                 so
                 ,
                 nothing
                 can
                 be
              
               
                 Exacter
                 to
                 their
                 mind
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 For
                 it
                 does
                 with
                 God's
                 wisdom
                 suit
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 cloaths
                 our
                 souls
                 and
                 heart
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 hides
                 all
                 our
                 desormities
                 ,
              
               
                 Nay
                 covers
                 every
                 part
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 From
                 head
                 to
                 foot
                 ,
                 so
                 that
                 such
                 seem
              
               
                 To
                 have
                 no
                 spot
                 at
                 all
                 ;
              
               
                 It
                 gloriously
                 does
                 fit
                 all
                 them
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 they
                 great
                 ones
                 or
                 small
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Wedding-garment
                 is
                 a
                 sign
              
               
                 Of
                 joy
                 and
                 sweet
                 delight
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 that
                 righteousness
                 of
                 thine
              
               
                 Is
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 in
                 our
                 own
                 sight
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 In
                 it
                 we
                 do
                 rejoyce
                 always
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 this
                 which
                 makes
                 us
                 glad
                 ;
              
               
                 Such
                 may
                 rejoyce
                 well
                 all
                 their
                 days
              
               
                 Who
                 are
                 so
                 bravely
                 clad
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 A
                 Wedding-Garment
                 't
                 is
                 also
              
               
                 Richly
                 Embroidered
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 Princess
                 e're
                 was
                 cloathed
                 so
              
               
                 That
                 King
                 did
                 ever
                 wed
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 It
                 shines
                 bespangled
                 with
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 such
                 who
                 have
                 it
                 on
              
               
                 The
                 King
                 with
                 joy
                 does
                 them
                 behold
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 loves
                 to
                 look
                 upon
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 How
                 may
                 we
                 then
                 continually
              
               
                 In
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 rejoyce
                 !
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 to
                 him
                 melodiously
              
               
                 With
                 heart
                 and
                 chearful
                 voice
                 !
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 All
                 who
                 did
                 unto
                 Weddings
                 come
              
               
                 Amongst
                 the
                 Jews
                 of
                 old
                 ,
              
               
                 Must
                 all
                 have
                 Wedding-Garments
                 on
              
               
                 The
                 Bridegroom
                 to
                 behold
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 So
                 ev'ry
                 Soul
                 who
                 cloath'd
                 is
                 not
              
               
                 With
                 Christ's
                 bless'd
                 righteousness
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 be
                 asham'd
                 at
                 the
                 last
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 be
                 quite
                 speechless
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 This
                 Garment
                 serves
                 for
                 every
                 use
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 cannot
                 get
                 a
                 stain
                 ;
              
               
                 We
                 need
                 not
                 fear
                 the
                 least
                 abuse
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 saves
                 from
                 hurt
                 and
                 pain
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 Armour-proof
                 unto
                 the
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 Its
                 worth
                 is
                 infinite
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 saves
                 us
                 from
                 each
                 fiery
                 Dart
              
               
                 Of
                 Satan's
                 ,
                 day
                 and
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 poor
                 Sinners
                 will
                 you
                 see
              
               
                 This
                 Garment
                 to
                 obtain
                 ?
              
               
                 'T
                 will
                 cover
                 your
                 iniquity
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 leave
                 in
                 you
                 no
                 stain
                 ;
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 That
                 in
                 God's
                 sight
                 you
                 shall
                 appear
              
               
                 Lovely
                 to
                 look
                 upon
                 ;
              
               
                 Without
                 it
                 you
                 undone
                 all
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 perish
                 shall
                 each
                 one
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 But
                 let
                 the
                 Saints
                 rejoyce
                 and
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 their
                 infirmities
              
               
                 Are
                 all
                 past
                 over
                 by
                 the
                 King
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 many
                 evils
                 lies
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 Open
                 to
                 them
                 ,
                 whilst
                 inwardly
              
               
                 They
                 on
                 their
                 sins
                 do
                 pore
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 shortly
                 all
                 their
                 sins
                 shall
                 fly
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 seen
                 be
                 never
                 more
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             61.
             
          
           
             
               Col.
               3.
               11.
               
            
             
               
                 But
                 Christ
                 is
                 all
                 in
                 all
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               AH
               what
               art
               thou
               ,
               Lord
               Jesus
               ,
               then
               ?
            
             
               VVhat
               can
               we
               speak
               or
               shall
               ?
            
             
               Thou
               art
               unto
               all
               godly
               Men
            
             
               Even
               their
               
                 all
                 in
                 all
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               all
               in
               first
               Creation
               wast
               ,
            
             
               All
               things
               were
               made
               by
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               things
               for
               thee
               too
               were
               made
               ,
            
             
               VVhatever
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               they
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               thou
               all
               things
               dost
               now
               uphold
               ,
            
             
               Of
               all
               things
               dost
               dispose
               ;
            
             
             
               Thou
               wast
               before
               all
               things
               of
               old
               ,
            
             
               And
               dost
               all
               things
               disclose
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               Heir
               also
               of
               all
               things
               art
               ,
            
             
               All
               things
               are
               given
               thee
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               things
               dost
               to
               such
               impart
            
             
               VVho
               call'd
               and
               chosen
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               substance
               of
               all
               shadows
               too
            
             
               The
               Antitype
               ,
               likewise
            
             
               Of
               all
               the
               Types
               we
               read
               of
               do
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               would
               thee
               then
               not
               prize
               ?
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 IN
                 our
                 Redemption
                 thou
                 art
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 didst
                 attonement
                 make
                 ;
              
               
                 Thou
                 purchass'd
                 grace
                 for
                 great
                 and
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 have
                 it
                 for
                 thy
                 sake
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 In
                 our
                 Election
                 thou
                 art
                 he
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 whence
                 to
                 us
                 it
                 springs
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 we
                 were
                 chose
                 in
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhich
                 so
                 much
                 comfort
                 brings
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 In
                 Satisfaction
                 we
                 do
                 find
              
               
                 Thou
                 all
                 in
                 all
                 art
                 ;
                 so
              
               
                 'T
                 was
                 in
                 thy
                 own
                 Eternal
                 Mind
              
               
                 Grace
                 on
                 us
                 to
                 bestow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 According
                 to
                 thine
                 own
                 purpose
              
               
                 VVe
                 all
                 too
                 called
                 be
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Grace
                 never
                 had
                 took
                 hold
                 on
                 us
              
               
                 Had
                 it
                 not
                 been
                 through
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 In
                 Justification
                 thou
                 art
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 't
                 is
                 in
                 thee
                 alone
              
               
                 VVe
                 righteousness
                 have
                 since
                 the
                 Fall
                 ,
              
               
                 Besides
                 thine
                 there
                 is
                 none
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 In
                 Sanctification
                 thou
                 likewise
              
               
                 Art
                 all
                 in
                 all
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ;
              
               
                 In
                 thee
                 alone
                 this
                 Blessing
                 lies
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 thy
                 Holy
                 VVord
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 Spirit
                 we
                 are
                 all
                 made
                 clean
                 ,
              
               
                 New
                 habits
                 from
                 thee
                 flow
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 that
                 ever
                 wash'd
                 have
                 been
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 thee
                 they
                 owe
                 it
                 do
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 〈…〉
                 ,
                 our
                 Acceptation
                 is
                 in
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 thou
                 beloved
                 One
                 ;
              
               
                 No
                 Soul
                 shall
                 e're
                 accepted
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 through
                 thy
                 Blood
                 alone
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 in
                 our
                 Salvation
                 then
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 in
                 every
                 thing
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 hast
                 the
                 Author
                 of
                 it
                 been
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 grace
                 from
                 thee
                 does
                 spring
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 By
                 thee
                 we
                 all
                 are
                 quickned
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 rais'd
                 to
                 life
                 again
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 in
                 our
                 sins
                 all
                 once
                 lay
                 dead
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 now
                 in
                 life
                 remain
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 Regeneration
              
               
                 Ah!
                 thou
                 art
                 all
                 in
                 all
                 ;
              
               
                 We
                 are
                 renewed
                 by
                 the
                 Son
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 thou
                 who
                 dost
                 install
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Each
                 Soul
                 in
                 that
                 high
                 dignity
              
               
                 That
                 waits
                 on
                 the
                 new
                 birth
                 ;
              
               
                 We
                 were
                 begotten
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 thee
                 are
                 brought
                 forth
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 In
                 ev'ry
                 Ordinance
                 also
              
               
                 In
                 which
                 we
                 should
                 be
                 found
              
               
                 O
                 thou
                 art
                 all
                 ;
                 for
                 we
                 well
                 know
              
               
                 Grace
                 in
                 thee
                 doth
                 abound
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 Sacraments
                 do
                 hold
                 thee
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 witness
                 bear
                 to
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 we
                 by
                 one
                 to
                 see
                 by
                 Faith
              
               
                 Thou
                 nail'd
                 was
                 to
                 the
                 Tree
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Thy
                 Body
                 broke
                 ,
                 and
                 Blood
                 was
                 shed
                 ;
              
               
                 In
                 Baptism
                 we
                 do
                 ●spy
              
               
                 Thou
                 in
                 the
                 Grave
                 wast
                 covered
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 long
                 thou
                 didst
                 uot
                 lye
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 as
                 the
                 Body
                 raised
                 is
              
               
                 That
                 cover'd
                 was
                 all
                 o're
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 thou
                 wast
                 raised
                 unto
                 lise
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 diest
                 now
                 no
                 more
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 In
                 Prayer
                 and
                 Preaching
                 thou
                 art
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 do
                 we
                 preach
                 save
                 thee
                 ?
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 on
                 thy
                 Name
                 we
                 also
                 call
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 for
                 thy
                 sake
                 have
                 we
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Whatever
                 we
                 do
                 need
                 or
                 want
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 by
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 through
                 thy
                 Incense
                 ev'ry
                 Saint
              
               
                 Receives
                 a
                 full
                 supply
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 What
                 is
                 there
                 more
                 ?
                 What
                 can
                 we
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 in
                 the
                 great'st
                 amaze
              
               
                 To
                 stand
                 and
                 think
                 ,
                 and
                 evermore
              
               
                 Sing
                 forth
                 thy
                 worthy
                 praise
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             62.
             
          
           
             Christ
             all
             from
             the
             Father
             ,
             to
             the
             Father
             ,
             with
             the
             Father
             .
          
           
             Sing
             this
             as
             the
             100dth
             .
             Psalm
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               from
               the
               Father
               thou
               art
               all
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Father
               art
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               the
               Father
               ;
               when
               we
               call
            
             
               We
               have
               all
               things
               ,
               and
               in
               thy
               Name
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               All
               from
               the
               Father
               thou
               didst
               take
               ,
            
             
               Which
               to
               us
               thou
               art
               pleas'd
               to
               give
               ;
            
             
             
               Thou
               cam'st
               our
               Souls
               alive
               to
               make
               ,
            
             
               We
               from
               thy self
               that
               life
               receive
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thou
               to
               the
               Father
               the
               way
               art
               ,
            
             
               The
               truth
               and
               life
               are
               all
               in
               thee
               ;
            
             
               Unless
               thou
               dost
               thy
               help
               impart
               ,
            
             
               The
               blessed
               Father
               we
               can't
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               All
               with
               the
               Father
               art
               besure
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               always
               thy
               Father's
               Ear
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               Favour
               with
               him
               dost
               procure
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               to
               him
               thro'
               thee
               draw
               near
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Sixth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Now
                 let
                 all
                 People
                 on
                 the
                 Earth
              
               
                 Sing
                 to
                 the
                 Lord
                 with
                 chearful
                 voice
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 love
                 was
                 such
                 to
                 bring
                 thee
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 chiefly
                 let
                 thy
                 Saints
                 rejoyce
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 to
                 us
                 is
                 good
                 indeed
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 he
                 new
                 Creatures
                 did
                 us
                 make
                 ;
              
               
                 VVe
                 are
                 his
                 flock
                 ,
                 he
                 doth
                 us
                 feed
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 for
                 his
                 sheep
                 he
                 doth
                 us
                 take
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 enter
                 now
                 his
                 House
                 with
                 praise
                 ,
              
               
                 Approach
                 with
                 joy
                 his
                 Courts
                 likewise
                 ,
              
               
                 Praise
                 ,
                 laud
                 and
                 bless
                 his
                 Name
                 always
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 this
                 is
                 comely
                 in
                 his
                 Eyes
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 For
                 why
                 the
                 Lord
                 our
                 God
                 is
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 Covenant
                 it
                 standeth
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 ratify'd
                 by
                 Christ's
                 own
                 Blood
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 shall
                 from
                 age
                 to
                 age
                 endure
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             63.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Seventh
               Part.
               
            
             
               Who
               make
               Christ
               their
               all
               .
            
             
               Sing
               this
               as
               the
               25th
               .
               Psalm
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 LEt
                 us
                 make
                 Christ
                 our
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 see
                 we
                 him
                 do
                 love
                 ;
              
               
                 To
                 us
                 let
                 all
                 things
                 seem
                 but
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 value
                 him
                 above
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 House
                 or
                 Land
                 ,
                 Husband
                 ,
                 VVife
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 Children
                 who
                 are
                 dear
                 ;
              
               
                 Nay
                 him
                 esteem
                 far
                 above
                 Life
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 unto
                 him
                 adhere
                 ▪
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Deny
                 all
                 for
                 his
                 sake
                 ,
              
               
                 Exalt
                 him
                 evermore
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 shall
                 we
                 him
                 our
                 all
                 so
                 make
              
               
                 VVe
                 never
                 shall
                 be
                 poor
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 live
                 to
                 him
                 always
              
               
                 By
                 whom
                 we
                 all
                 live
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 VVithout
                 him
                 let
                 not
                 one
                 soul
                 rest
              
               
                 As
                 pi-as'd
                 with
                 things
                 below
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 To
                 him
                 let
                 's
                 give
                 all
                 praise
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 glory
                 not
                 divide
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 God
                 did
                 him
                 to
                 glory
                 raise
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 bring
                 down
                 all
                 our
                 pride
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 On
                 Ordinances
                 do
                 not
                 rest
              
               
                 VVithout
                 you
                 him
                 enjoy
                 ;
              
               
                 Let
                 him
                 by
                 us
                 be
                 so
                 consest
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 what
                 will
                 us
                 annoy
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Yet
                 hold
                 him
                 fast
                 be
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 all
                 go
                 for
                 his
                 sake
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 him
                 let
                 's
                 love
                 for
                 evermore
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 thus
                 your
                 all
                 him
                 make
                 !
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             64.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Eighth
               Part.
               
            
             
               We
               must
               make
               Christ
               our
               all
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 WE
                 must
                 make
                 Christ
                 our
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 'Cause
                 God
                 o're
                 all
                 is
                 he
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 God
                 doth
                 him
                 so
                 high
                 extoll
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 to
                 him
                 bend
                 their
                 Knee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 he
                 who
                 suffered
              
               
                 All
                 things
                 too
                 for
                 our
                 sake
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 our
                 Foes
                 has
                 conquered
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 all
                 him
                 therefore
                 make
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 He
                 all
                 our
                 works
                 hath
                 wrought
              
               
                 VVithout
                 and
                 too
                 within
                 ;
              
               
                 VVithout
                 his
                 strength
                 we
                 can
                 do
                 nought
              
               
                 Gainst
                 Devil
                 ,
                 VVorld
                 ,
                 nor
                 Sin.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 Nothing
                 's
                 of
                 any
                 worth
              
               
                 VVhen
                 to
                 him
                 't
                 is
                 compar'd
                 ;
              
               
                 To
                 make
                 him
                 all
                 God
                 brought
                 him
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 Body
                 him
                 prepar'd
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 To
                 do
                 all
                 things
                 for
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 him
                 therefore
                 we
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhat
                 is
                 there
                 more
                 that
                 is
                 precious
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 of
                 God
                 can
                 crave
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             65.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Ninth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 CHrist
                 is
                 the
                 VVord
                 ,
                 in
                 whom
                 is
                 life
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 he
                 shall
                 have
                 the
                 glory
                 ;
              
               
                 Life
                 to
                 the
                 Dead
                 ,
                 the
                 truth
                 of
                 Types
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 truth
                 of
                 ancient
                 story
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 a
                 Prophet
                 ,
                 Priest
                 and
                 King
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 Prophet
                 that
                 's
                 all
                 Light
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 Priest
                 that
                 stands
                 'twixt
                 God
                 and
                 Man
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 King
                 full
                 of
                 delight
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Christ's
                 Manhood
                 is
                 a
                 Temple
                 where
              
               
                 The
                 Holy
                 God
                 does
                 rest
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 Christ
                 he
                 is
                 our
                 Sacrifice
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Christ
                 he
                 is
                 a
                 Priest
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Our
                 Christ
                 he
                 is
                 the
                 Lord
                 of
                 Lords
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 King
                 of
                 Kings
                 ;
              
               
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Sun
                 of
                 Righteousness
              
               
                 With
                 healing
                 in
                 his
                 wings
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Our
                 Christ
                 he
                 is
                 the
                 Tree
                 of
                 Life
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 Paradise
                 he
                 grows
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 Fruits
                 do
                 feed
                 ,
                 whose
                 Leaves
                 do
                 heal
                 ,
              
               
                 Ah!
                 Christ
                 is
                 Sharons
                 Rose
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Meat
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Drink
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Physick
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 Health
                 :
              
               
                 Our
                 Peace
                 ,
                 our
                 Strength
                 ,
                 our
                 Joy
                 ,
                 our
                 Crown
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Glory
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 Wealth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Father
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 Friend
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Brother
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 Love
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 Head
                 ,
                 our
                 Hope
                 ,
                 our
                 Surety
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Advocate
                 above
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             66.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Tenth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 CHrist
                 is
                 the
                 Shepherd
                 of
                 his
                 Sheep
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Mediator
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Root
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Branch
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Testator
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 holy
                 Lamb
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Physician
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Way
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Door
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Life
                 of
                 ev'ry
                 Christian.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 God's
                 great
                 Embassador
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 only
                 Heir
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 bright
                 and
                 Morning-Star
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 beyond
                 compare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Foundation
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Corner
                 Stone
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Witness
                 and
                 the
                 Truth
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 holy
                 One.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 a
                 bundle
                 of
                 sweet
                 Myrrh
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Apple-Tree
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Lilly
                 of
                 the
                 Valley
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 he
                 is
                 all
                 to
                 me
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Th'
                 Captain
                 of
                 our
                 Salvation
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 true
                 Vine
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Counsellor
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 Christ
                 all
                 glories
                 shine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Heav'n
                 of
                 Heav'ns
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Christ
                 what
                 shall
                 we
                 call
                 ?
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 first
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 last
                 ,
              
               
                 Thus
                 Christ
                 is
                 
                   all
                   in
                   all
                
                 .
              
            
             
               The
               End
               of
               the
               Second
               Part.
               
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           III.
           Containing
           Sacred
           Hymns
           of
           Praise
           ON
           THE
           Glorious
           Excellencies
           of
           the
           Holy
           Ghost
           ,
           Or
           Third
           Person
           of
           the
           blessed
           Trinity
           .
        
         
           
             HYMN
             67.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               14.
               16.
               
            
             
               But
               I
               will
               pray
               the
               Father
               ,
               and
               he
               shall
               give
               you
               another
               Comforter
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               we
               thy
               People
               here
               on
               Earth
            
             
               Do
               meet
               with
               great
               sorrow
               ;
            
             
               Tho'
               each
               Soul
               knows
               what
               now
               he
               hath
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               knows
               not
               what
               to
               morrow
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               May
               him
               befall
               ;
               Afflictions
               are
            
             
               Oft
               great
               ,
               and
               may
               encrease
               ;
            
             
               Both
               from
               without
               and
               from
               within
            
             
               We
               meet
               with
               little
               peace
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Comforter
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               want
               ,
            
             
               O
               send
               us
               one
               we
               pray
            
             
               For
               to
               sustain
               each
               drooping
               Saint
               !
            
             
               O
               send
               him
               strait
               away
               !
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               told'st
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               wouldst
               send
               one
            
             
               To
               live
               with
               us
               for
               ever
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               didst
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               ascend
               thy
               Throne
            
             
               His
               presence
               to
               procure
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Holy
               Ghost
               ,
               O
               it
               is
               he
               !
            
             
               Our
               comfort
               in
               him
               lyes
               !
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               else
               ,
               none
               can
               have
               we
            
             
               Besides
               to
               cease
               our
               cryes
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               We
               know
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               he
               able
               is
            
             
               To
               speak
               unto
               our
               heart
               ;
            
             
               For
               troubles
               he
               ,
               whate're
               they
               be
               ,
            
             
               Can
               joy
               to
               us
               impart
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               willing
               he
               is
               always
               too
            
             
               His
               helping-hand
               to
               lend
               ;
            
             
               He
               loves
               us
               dear
               ,
               and
               will
               appear
               ,
            
             
               We
               han't
               a
               sweeter
               Friend
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thy
                 Spirit
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 is
                 in
                 thy
                 stead
              
               
                 Sweet
                 comfort
                 to
                 afford
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 of
                 him
                 we
                 do
                 stand
                 in
                 need
              
               
                 I'th'absence
                 of
                 our
                 Lord.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 He
                 visits
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 oft
                 does
                 grieve
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 our
                 Souls
                 so
                 sad
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 our
                 troubles
                 doth
                 relieve
              
               
                 Us
                 ,
                 though
                 our
                 case
                 be
                 bad
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 He
                 searches
                 and
                 does
                 try
                 our
                 hearts
              
               
                 To
                 find
                 our
                 sorrows
                 out
                 ,
              
               
               
                 And
                 strives
                 all
                 causes
                 to
                 remove
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 joy
                 work
                 about
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 According
                 as
                 he
                 finds
                 our
                 state
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 unto
                 us
                 doth
                 speak
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 does
                 reprove
                 as
                 he
                 sees
                 cause
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 makes
                 our
                 hearts
                 to
                 ake
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 presently
                 he
                 smiles
                 again
              
               
                 When
                 we
                 do
                 see
                 our
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 puts
                 a
                 period
                 to
                 our
                 pain
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 brings
                 much
                 comfort
                 in
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 he
                 is
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 can't
                 mistake
              
               
                 The
                 state
                 of
                 any
                 one
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 will
                 our
                 Souls
                 forsake
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 leave
                 us
                 all
                 alone
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 But
                 if
                 he
                 doth
                 withdraw
                 at
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 our
                 Souls
                 to
                 try
                 ;
              
               
                 Where
                 e're
                 we
                 be
                 when
                 we
                 do
                 call
                 ,
              
               
                 Ah
                 ,
                 he
                 is
                 always
                 nigh
                 !
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 If
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 doth
                 speak
                 peace
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 peace
                 besure
                 have
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 can
                 make
                 all
                 our
                 sorrows
                 cease
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 all
                 troubles
                 save
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 All
                 Comforters
                 besides
                 him
                 be
              
               
                 Unable
                 to
                 relieve
                 ,
              
               
                 Instead
                 of
                 comfort
                 Job
                 did
                 see
              
               
                 They
                 did
                 of
                 joy
                 bereave
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 best
                 of
                 them
                 we
                 have
                 below
              
               
                 Can
                 speak
                 but
                 to
                 the
                 Ear
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 we
                 all
                 know
              
               
                 Can
                 make
                 our
                 hearts
                 to
                 hear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 let
                 us
                 not
                 grieve
                 him
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 is
                 our
                 blessed
                 Fsiend
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 he
                 to
                 us
                 don't
                 help
                 afford
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Souls
                 will
                 die
                 i'
                 th'
                 end
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 if
                 we
                 are
                 truly
                 sincere
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 us
                 never
                 leave
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 in
                 our
                 straits
                 he
                 will
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 us
                 close
                 will
                 cleave
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 let
                 us
                 break
                 forth
                 and
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 shall
                 have
                 peace
                 at
                 home
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 sighs
                 shall
                 go
                 ,
                 for
                 we
                 do
                 know
              
               
                 The
                 Comforter
                 is
                 come
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             68.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               3.
               8.
               
            
             
               
                 The
                 Wind
                 bloweth
                 where
                 it
                 listeth
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Wind
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               is
               invisible
               ,
            
             
               Its
               way
               we
               can't
               find
               out
               ;
            
             
               No
               Mortal
               can
               thy
               Spirit
               see
               ,
            
             
               Though
               he
               does
               search
               about
               .
            
          
           
             
               His
               motions
               they
               most
               hidden
               are
               ,
            
             
               Mysterious
               in
               their
               kind
               ,
            
             
             
               That
               thou
               dost
               them
               oft-times
               compare
            
             
               To
               motions
               of
               the
               Wind.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Wind
               at
               thy
               command
               doth
               blow
               ;
            
             
               Lord
               't
               is
               as
               thou
               dost
               please
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Spirit
               moves
               on
               us
               below
            
             
               To
               wound
               ,
               or
               to
               give
               ease
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               According
               to
               thy
               Sovereign
               Grace
            
             
               It
               operates
               on
               Men
               ;
            
             
               Sometimes
               he
               doth
               sharply
               rebuke
               ,
            
             
               Then
               cherishes
               agen
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Like
               as
               the
               North-wind
               ,
               so
               does
               he
            
             
               The
               Worms
               and
               Weeds
               destroy
               ;
            
             
               Those
               filthy
               Vermin
               which
               we
               see
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               so
               much
               annoy
               ▪
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               He
               tryals
               and
               afflictions
               lays
            
             
               On
               us
               ,
               and
               does
               reprove
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               sweet
               Southern-gales
               displays
               ,
            
             
               Our
               sorrows
               to
               remove
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 He
                 like
                 the
                 Wind
                 doth
                 Clouds
                 expell
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 makes
                 a
                 clearer
                 Air
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 ignorance
                 he
                 doth
                 repeal
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 makes
                 our
                 Sun
                 shine
                 clear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 He
                 ,
                 like
                 the
                 Wind
                 ,
                 does
                 search
                 and
                 try
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 pierces
                 ev'ry
                 part
                 ,
              
               
               
                 By
                 which
                 he
                 does
                 discern
                 and
                 spy
              
               
                 The
                 secrets
                 of
                 each
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 He
                 dryes
                 up
                 all
                 our
                 ways
                 so
                 foul
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 makes
                 our
                 paths
                 more
                 clean
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 makes
                 a
                 holy
                 gracious
                 Soul
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 had
                 most
                 filthy
                 been
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 His
                 influence
                 and
                 bless'd
                 effects
              
               
                 We
                 oftentimes
                 do
                 feel
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 makes
                 the
                 tender
                 Willows
                 bend
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 mighty
                 Cedars
                 reel
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 He
                 makes
                 the
                 glory
                 of
                 Man
                 to
                 fade
              
               
                 Like
                 Flowers
                 of
                 the
                 Field
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 throws
                 down
                 houses
                 such
                 have
                 made
              
               
                 Who
                 on
                 the
                 sands
                 do
                 build
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 He
                 blows
                 oft-times
                 till
                 Rain
                 does
                 fall
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 Tears
                 do
                 pour
                 amain
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 afterwards
                 we
                 see
                 withall
              
               
                 He
                 clears
                 our
                 sky
                 again
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Men
                 with
                 much
                 care
                 and
                 observance
              
               
                 Do
                 mind
                 how
                 the
                 Winds
                 blow
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 we
                 th'
                 Spirits
                 influence
              
               
                 Likewise
                 should
                 strive
                 to
                 know
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Our
                 Souls
                 becalm'd
                 sometimes
                 we
                 see
              
               
                 For
                 want
                 of
                 a
                 fresh
                 gale
                 ,
              
               
                 Without
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 move
                 can't
                 we
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Wind
                 must
                 fill
                 our
                 sayl
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 Sometimes
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 blows
                 so
                 slow
              
               
                 As
                 if
                 it
                 quite
                 were
                 still
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 at
                 such
                 times
                 his
                 work
                 doth
                 do
              
               
                 With
                 strange
                 and
                 wondrous
                 skill
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 From
                 all
                 which
                 things
                 it
                 doth
                 appear
              
               
                 Th'
                 Spirits
                 Operations
              
               
                 Are
                 sometimes
                 less
                 ,
                 and
                 sometimes
                 more
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 differs
                 in
                 his
                 motions
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 cry
                 to
                 God
                 who
                 holds
                 the
                 Winds
              
               
                 In
                 his
                 Almighty
                 Fist
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 makes
                 it
                 blow
                 this
                 way
                 or
                 that
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 he
                 himself
                 doth
                 list
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 That
                 he
                 would
                 send
                 a
                 fresher
                 gale
              
               
                 Upon
                 his
                 Garden
                 so
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 our
                 sweet
                 Fruit
                 may
                 never
                 fail
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 Spices
                 forth
                 may
                 flow
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             69.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Thess.
               5.
               22.
               
            
             
               Quench
               not
               the
               Spirit
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               't
               is
               sharp
               ,
               't
               is
               very
               cold
               ,
            
             
               A
               Fire
               let
               us
               have
               ;
            
             
               We
               seem
               benumm'd
               both
               young
               and
               old
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Spirit
               we
               do
               crave
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               'T
               is
               that
               will
               warm
               and
               quicken
               us
            
             
               Who
               are
               so
               flat
               and
               dead
               ;
            
             
             
               Shall
               we
               lye
               starving
               and
               chill'd
               thus
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               all
               joys
               were
               fled
               ?
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               There
               is
               in
               us
               so
               little
               heat
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Spirits
               are
               so
               faint
               ,
            
             
               O
               blow
               thy
               fire
               we
               intreat
               ,
            
             
               That
               spark
               in
               ev'y
               Saint
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               It
               does
               give
               light
               ,
               and
               also
               warmth
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               't
               will
               revive
               us
               so
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               shall
               mount
               and
               high
               ascend
            
             
               Above
               all
               things
               below
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Let
               it
               consume
               and
               seize
               upon
            
             
               That
               Chaff
               which
               is
               within
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               it
               burn
               in
               every
               one
               ,
            
             
               And
               quite
               consume
               our
               sin
               !
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Ye
               Saints
               take
               heed
               ye
               quench
               it
               not
               ,
            
             
               But
               let
               it
               vehement
               burn
               ,
            
             
               And
               kindle
               so
               ,
               that
               every
               sin
            
             
               It
               may
               to
               Ashes
               turn
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Without
               this
               fire
               we
               can't
               work
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               any
               business
               do
               ,
            
             
               Life
               ,
               motion
               ,
               and
               activity
               ,
            
             
               Always
               from
               him
               does
               flow
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             70.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Joh.
               2.
               20.
               
            
             
               But
               ye
               have
               an
               Unction
               from
               the
               holy
               One.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               OUr
               
                 wounds
                 do
                 stink
                 ,
                 and
                 are
                 corrupt
                 ,
              
            
             
               Hard
               swellings
               we
               do
               see
               ;
            
             
               We
               want
               a
               little
               Oyntment
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Let
               us
               more
               humble
               be
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thy
               Spirit
               will
               allay
               our
               pride
               ,
            
             
               And
               bring
               us
               to
               thy
               feet
               ;
            
             
               And
               when
               that
               we
               are
               softened
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Image
               on
               us
               set
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               This
               Oyl
               will
               heal
               and
               mollifie
               ,
            
             
               O
               pour
               it
               quickly
               in
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               may
               live
               and
               never
               die
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               by
               our
               cursed
               sin
               !
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               This
               Oyl
               of
               thine
               ,
               O
               it
               is
               good
            
             
               All
               Poyson
               to
               expell
               !
            
             
               It
               by
               the
               vertue
               of
               thy
               Blood
            
             
               Does
               heal
               thy
               Israel
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Though
               worst
               of
               Venom
               in
               us
               lye
               ,
            
             
               And
               has
               corrupt
               each
               part
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               if
               thou
               dost
               this
               Oyl
               apply
               ,
            
             
               'T
               will
               heal
               our
               very
               heart
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               if
               our
               face
               anoynted
               be
               ,
            
             
               'T
               will
               make
               it
               glorious
               shine
               ,
            
             
             
               'T
               will
               strengthen
               us
               ,
               and
               make
               us
               fat
               ,
            
             
               Such
               is
               this
               Oyl
               of
               thine
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Thy
               Oyl
               will
               not
               incorporate
            
             
               With
               any
               liquid
               things
               ;
            
             
               An
               Underlin
               it
               won't
               be
               made
               ,
            
             
               But
               to
               the
               top
               it
               springs
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               O
               then
               afford
               us
               Oyl
               we
               pray
            
             
               To
               chear
               and
               make
               us
               glad
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               thy
               praise
               will
               sing
               always
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               more
               be
               sad
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             66.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               1.
               13.
               
            
             
               
                 After
                 ye
                 believed
                 ,
                 ye
                 were
                 sealed
                 with
                 that
                 spirit
                 of
                 promise
                 which
                 is
                 the
                 earnest
                 of
                 our
                 inheritance
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Great
               Estate
               is
               purchased
               ,
            
             
               We
               would
               Possession
               have
            
             
               Of
               that
               blessed
               Inheritance
               ,
            
             
               An
               Earnest
               therefore
               crave
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Was
               it
               not
               purchased
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               For
               us
               by
               our
               dear
               Friend
               ?
            
             
               O
               then
               a
               Pledge
               do
               thou
               afford
               ,
            
             
               An
               Evidence
               to
               end
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Controversie
               that
               doth
               rise
            
             
               Continually
               within
               ,
            
             
             
               If
               we
               'll
               believe
               our
               Enemies
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Title
               's
               lost
               by
               sin
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               we
               a
               promise
               of
               it
               have
            
             
               From
               thee
               who
               can'st
               not
               lie
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               now
               we
               humby
               crave
            
             
               An
               Earnest
               speedily
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Like
               as
               an
               Earnest
               doth
               confirm
               ,
            
             
               And
               give
               an
               assurance
            
             
               Of
               some
               great
               purchase
               ,
               even
               so
            
             
               We
               all
               may
               see
               from
               hence
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               God's
               Spirit
               is
               unto
               our
               Souls
            
             
               An
               Earnest
               of
               all
               good
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Jesus
               Christ
               did
               buy
               for
               us
            
             
               With
               his
               most
               precious
               Blood.
               
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               as
               an
               Earnest
               when
               't
               is
               given
            
             
               Doth
               make
               the
               Bargain
               sure
               ,
            
             
               So
               certain
               shall
               he
               have
               Heaven
            
             
               This
               Earnest
               doth
               procure
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 He
                 that
                 God's
                 Spirit
                 doth
                 obtain
              
               
                 Shall
                 grace
                 and
                 glory
                 have
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 an
                 Earnest
                 of
                 it
                 hath
              
               
                 From
                 one
                 that
                 can't
                 deceive
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 come
                 down
                 ,
                 O
                 blessed
                 Dove
                 ,
              
               
                 Abide
                 thou
                 in
                 our
                 breast
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 be
                 an
                 Earnest
                 of
                 God's
                 love
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 quietly
                 we
                 'll
                 rest
                 ;
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 cease
                 will
                 not
                 ,
                 but
                 always
                 cry
              
               
                 With
                 confidence
                 of
                 Soul
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 our
                 God
                 ,
                 O
                 strengthen
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 none
                 may
                 us
                 controul
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 To
                 God
                 the
                 Father
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Son
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Holy
                 Ghost
                 therefore
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 blessing
                 ,
                 honour
                 ,
                 and
                 renown
                 ,
              
               
                 Now
                 and
                 for
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             72.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               1.
               30.
               
            
             
               And
               grieve
               not
               the
               holy
               Spirit
               of
               God
               ,
               whereby
               ye
               are
               sealed
               to
               the
               day
               of
               redemption
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               now
               we
               perceive
               most
               clear
            
             
               Thy
               love
               is
               great
               indeed
               ;
            
             
               Ah
               we
               shall
               the
               Inheritance
               have
            
             
               Which
               thou
               to
               buy
               didst
               bleed
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               wouldst
               not
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               bought
               it
               so
               dear
            
             
               Had
               not
               thy
               purpose
               been
            
             
               To
               make
               it
               sure
               unto
               our
               Souls
            
             
               In
               spite
               of
               World
               ,
               or
               Sin
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               as
               for
               us
               thou
               didst
               it
               buy
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               the
               Earnest
               have
               ,
            
             
               So
               now
               we
               also
               do
               espy
            
             
               A
               Seal
               to
               us
               does
               cleave
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               We
               sealed
               are
               ,
               
                 O
                 that
                 's
                 a
                 thing
              
            
             
               Which
               highly's
               valued
               ,
            
             
               And
               great
               assurance
               doth
               it
               bring
            
             
               Of
               what
               is
               purchased
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               It
               also
               doth
               impression
               make
            
             
               Upon
               the
               wax
               always
               ;
            
             
               So
               we
               thy
               Image
               have
               hereby
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               have
               all
               our
               days
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               as
               the
               wax
               must
               melted
               be
            
             
               Before
               it
               can
               receive
            
             
               Th'
               impression
               of
               the
               Seal
               ,
               so
               we
            
             
               Are
               softned
               who
               believe
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               this
               doth
               thy
               bless'd
               Spirit
               do
               ,
            
             
               That
               holy
               Fire
               divine
            
             
               His
               influences
               this
               does
               show
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               doth
               his
               glories
               shine
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 And
                 as
                 a
                 Seal
                 some
                 strive
                 to
                 change
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 it
                 do
                 counterfeit
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 Satan
                 ,
                 who
                 about
                 doth
                 range
                 ,
              
               
                 Does
                 strive
                 our
                 Souls
                 to
                 cheat
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 A
                 Seal
                 is
                 used
                 to
                 secure
              
               
                 Things
                 secret
                 and
                 close
                 ,
                 so
              
               
                 Thy
                 Saints
                 preserved
                 are
                 hereby
              
               
                 From
                 Men
                 and
                 Devils
                 too
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Now
                 see
                 ye
                 who
                 Professors
                 are
              
               
                 That
                 you
                 have
                 melted
                 been
                 ,
              
               
               
                 As
                 soften'd
                 like
                 the
                 wax
                 ;
                 have
                 you
              
               
                 Been
                 broken
                 for
                 your
                 sin
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Hath
                 any
                 promise
                 been
                 set
                 home
              
               
                 With
                 power
                 on
                 your
                 heart
                 ?
              
               
                 Did
                 ever
                 so
                 God's
                 Spirit
                 come
              
               
                 His
                 Image
                 to
                 impart
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 what
                 Impression
                 do
                 you
                 find
                 ?
              
               
                 Is
                 holiness
                 in
                 you
                 ?
              
               
                 Do
                 you
                 now
                 in
                 the
                 Lord
                 delight
              
               
                 More
                 than
                 in
                 things
                 below
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Take
                 care
                 you
                 who
                 are
                 sealed
                 Ones
              
               
                 Ye
                 don't
                 the
                 Spirit
                 grieve
                 ;
              
               
                 Don't
                 make
                 him
                 sigh
                 with
                 bitter
                 groans
                 ,
              
               
                 Since
                 such
                 a
                 Seal
                 you
                 have
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 O
                 prize
                 him
                 ,
                 and
                 unto
                 him
                 live
                 !
              
               
                 He
                 is
                 your
                 dearest
                 Friend
                 ;
              
               
                 Due
                 glory
                 see
                 to
                 him
                 you
                 give
              
               
                 Always
                 unto
                 the
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             73.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               4.
               30.
               
            
             
               
                 And
                 grieve
                 not
                 the
                 holy
                 Spirit
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               
                 THe
                 holy
                 Spirit
                 grieve
                 do
                 not
                 ,
              
            
             
               Which
               God
               to
               you
               doth
               give
               ,
            
             
               From
               whom
               ye
               have
               all
               that
               rich
               grace
            
             
               By
               which
               to
               God
               we
               live
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               
                 It
                 is
                 the
                 Spirit
                 that
                 renews
              
            
             
               The
               Souls
               of
               every
               one
            
             
               That
               are
               brought
               home
               to
               Jesus
               Christ
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               darkness
               now
               is
               gone
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               
                 All
                 light
                 and
                 comfort
                 doth
                 proceed
              
            
             
               From
               his
               sweet
               influence
               ;
            
             
               'T
               is
               dangerous
               then
               him
               to
               grieve
               ,
            
             
               You
               may
               perceive
               from
               hence
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               
                 By
                 him
                 you
                 live
                 ,
                 by
                 him
                 you
                 walk
                 ,
              
            
             
               Without
               his
               help
               can't
               we
            
             
               Do
               any
               good
               ;
               O
               therefore
               now
            
             
               Let
               him
               not
               grieved
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               
                 But
                 bless
                 the
                 Lord
                 he
                 's
                 not
                 withdrawn
                 ,
              
            
             
               O
               sing
               his
               praises
               forth
               ,
            
             
               And
               live
               to
               him
               as
               long
               as
               you
            
             
               Do
               live
               upon
               the
               Earth
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             74.
             
          
           
             
               Rom.
               8.
               16.
               
            
             
               The
               Spirit
               it self
               beareth
               Witness
               with
               our
               Spirit
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               we
               have
               a
               blessed
               grant
            
             
               Of
               an
               Inheritance
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               hath
               every
               holy
               Saint
               ;
            
             
               And
               thy
               grace
               to
               advance
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               to
               us
               an
               Earnest
               give
            
             
               Of
               it
               to
               make
               it
               sure
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               Sealed
               't
               is
               when
               we
               believe
            
             
               Unto
               us
               too
               for
               ever
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               that
               we
               might
               by
               no
               means
               doubt
            
             
               To
               make
               it
               firmer
               yet
               ,
            
             
               A
               Witness
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               hast
               found
               out
               ,
            
             
               Which
               thou
               saw'st
               requisite
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Sure
               't
               is
               some
               great
               and
               glorious
               thing
            
             
               That
               purchas'd
               was
               so
               dear
               ;
            
             
               And
               't
               will
               eternal
               comfort
               bring
            
             
               To
               have
               a
               title
               clear
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               
                 O
                 let
                 thy
                 Spirit
              
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               come
               in
               ,
            
             
               We
               ▪
               ll
               hear
               what
               he
               can
               say
               ,
            
             
               Before
               we
               dare
               once
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               attempt
            
             
               
                 A
                 Claim
              
               unto
               it
               lay
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               since
               
                 one
                 Witness
              
               may
               not
               do
               ,
            
             
               And
               two
               required
               are
               ,
            
             
               Let
               Conscience
               with
               thy
               Spirit
               now
            
             
               His
               witness
               also
               bear
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thy
                 Spirit
                 must
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 testifie
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 are
                 born
                 again
                 ;
              
               
                 Is
                 all
                 sin
                 dead
                 ?
                 Let
                 Conscience
                 speak
              
               
                 To
                 put
                 us
                 out
                 of
                 pain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Two
                 Witnesses
                 ,
                 nay
                 such
                 as
                 these
              
               
                 We
                 'll
                 prize
                 ,
                 for
                 they
                 are
                 true
                 ;
              
               
                 Ah!
                 they
                 will
                 free
                 us
                 from
                 all
                 fear
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhatever
                 does
                 insue
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 If
                 they
                 together
                 do
                 agree
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Controversie's
                 gone
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 we
                 new
                 Creatures
                 truly
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 VVe
                 safe
                 are
                 ev'ry
                 one
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 They
                 'll
                 make
                 us
                 to
                 lift
                 up
                 our
                 head
              
               
                 VVith
                 joy
                 triumphantly
                 ;
              
               
                 All
                 sorrow
                 will
                 be
                 vanquished
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 let
                 's
                 search
                 and
                 try
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 By
                 thy
                 own
                 Law
                 ;
                 for
                 '
                 
                   t
                   is
                   thy
                   Word
                
              
               
                 The
                 matter
                 must
                 decide
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 Spirit
                 from
                 thy
                 Word
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 VVe
                 never
                 must
                 divide
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 happy
                 Soul
                 ,
                 art
                 thou
                 sincere
                 ,
              
               
                 Upright
                 
                   in
                   life
                   and
                   heart
                
                 ?
              
               
                 Do
                 both
                 these
                 
                   joyntly
                   witness
                   bear
                
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 thus
                 also
                 thou
                 art
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Then
                 sing
                 the
                 praise
                 of
                 God
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 clears
                 to
                 thee
                 this
                 thing
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 with
                 the
                 Spirit
                 fall
                 in
                 love
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 praise
                 our
                 glorious
                 King.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             75.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               7.
               30.
               
            
             
               He
               that
               believeth
               ,
               out
               of
               his
               Belly
               shall
               flow
               Rivers
               of
               living
               water
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               VVE
               of
               a
               River
               now
               
                 will
                 sing
              
               ,
            
             
               A
               Stream
               that
               sweetly
               runs
               ;
            
             
             
               And
               praise
               the
               high
               and
               glorious
               King
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               the
               
                 Channel
                 turns
              
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               This
               way
               ,
               to
               us
               in
               these
               
                 dry
                 Isles
              
               ,
            
             
               I'
               th'
               solitary
               place
               ,
            
             
               Sweet
               streams
               of
               water
               doe
               rise
               up
               ,
            
             
               God
               doth
               pour
               sorth
               his
               grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               This
               makes
               our
               
                 Wilderness
                 rejoyce
              
               ,
            
             
               It
               Sion
               doth
               make
               glad
               ;
            
             
               And
               Saints
               to
               sing
               with
               chearful
               voice
               ,
            
             
               That
               mourn'd
               ,
               and
               were
               so
               sad
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               
                 This
                 River
              
               sweetly
               soaks
               the
               Earth
            
             
               VVhere-e're
               its
               streams
               do
               run
               ,
            
             
               And
               plenteously
               he
               will
               pour
               forth
            
             
               His
               waters
               e're
               he
               's
               done
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               This
               River
               ,
               O
               't
               is
               very
               deep
               ,
            
             
               The
               bottom
               none
               can
               know
               ;
            
             
               Fresh
               always
               doth
               its
               waters
               keep
               ,
            
             
               And
               yet
               they
               over-flow
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Its
               Banks
               they
               are
               God's
               holy
               VVord
               ,
            
             
               That
               is
               his
               lasting
               bounds
               ;
            
             
               Oh!
               where
               God
               doth
               his
               Name
               record
               ,
            
             
               There
               are
               these
               waters
               sound
               .
            
          
           
             
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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
            
             
               VVithin
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               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
                 hand
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 kindly
                 take
                 us
                 in
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             79.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               16.
               13.
               
            
             
               He
               will
               guide
               you
               into
               all
               truth
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               WE
               Strangers
               are
               ,
               Lord
               in
               the
               world
               ,
            
             
               Ah!
               't
               is
               a
               wilderness
               ,
            
             
               And
               many
               crooked
               ways
               there
               are
               ,
            
             
               VVe
               therefore
               do
               confess
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               VVe
               want
               a
               Guide
               who
               skilful
               is
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Spirit
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               is
               come
               ,
            
             
               No
               Guide
               like
               him
               be
               sure
               there
               is
               ,
            
             
               O
               let
               him
               guide
               us
               home
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Spirit
               points
               unto
               thy
               VVord
               ,
            
             
               And
               shews
               where
               dangers
               lye
               ;
            
             
               ●et's
               yield
               our selves
               with
               one
               accord
            
             
               To
               him
               continually
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               we
               shall
               all
               be
               rid
               of
               cares
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               lose
               our
               way
               ;
            
             
               ●e
               
                 true
                 Directions
              
               always
               gives
               ,
            
             
               VVe
               may
               not
               go
               astray
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               O
               well
               it
               is
               for
               us
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               
                 naturally
                 are
                 blind
              
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               have
               such
               a
               Guide
               as
               this
            
             
               To
               stay
               our
               
                 doubtful
                 mind
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Then
               sing
               to
               him
               with
               heart
               and
               voice
               ,
            
             
               No
               counsel
               like
               to
               his
               ;
            
             
               He
               will
               not
               leave
               us
               till
               he
               hath
            
             
               Brought
               us
               to
               
                 lasting
                 bliss
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           Third
           Part.
           
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           IV.
           Containing
           SACRED
           HYMNS
           Illustrating
           the
           glorious
           Excellencies
           of
           God's
           holy
           WORD
           ,
           and
           blessed
           Gospel
           .
        
         
           
             HYMN
             80.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               119.
               105.
               
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               is
               a
               lamp
               unto
               my
               feet
               ,
               and
               a
               light
               to
               my
               paths
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LIght
               is
               a
               
                 pleasant
                 thing
                 to
                 see
              
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               true
               Light
               doth
               give
               ,
            
             
               Nothing
               can
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               so
               pleasant
               be
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               that
               by
               which
               we
               live
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               
                 By
                 which
                 we
                 walk
              
               ,
               by
               which
               we
               work
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               things
               else
               we
               do
               ;
            
             
               All
               they
               who
               are
               without
               this
               light
               ,
            
             
               Don't
               know
               whither
               they
               go
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               discovery
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               doth
               make
               ,
            
             
               It
               
                 manifesteth
                 things
              
               ;
            
             
               From
               thence
               we
               do
               our
               judgment
               take
               ,
            
             
               It
               Knowledge
               to
               us
               brings
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               What
               once
               we
               were
               we
               know
               hereby
            
             
               How
               sad
               was
               then
               our
               state
               ;
            
             
               Sin
               's
               filthy
               nature
               through
               it
               we
               '
               spy
               ,
            
             
               And
               it
               do
               come
               to
               hate
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               
                 way
                 of
                 our
                 Salvation
              
               too
            
             
               It
               doth
               discover
               clear
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               thou
               wilt
               be
               worshipped
            
             
               Whilst
               we
               do
               all
               live
               here
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Who
                 the
                 
                   true
                   Church
                
                 is
                 we
                 may
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 thy
                 good
                 Word
                 we
                 heed
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 it
                 we
                 the
                 
                   false
                   Church
                
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 filthy
                 is
                 indeed
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 All
                 things
                 that
                 needful
                 are
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Unto
                 eternal
                 life
                 ,
              
               
                 Is
                 plain
                 discovered
                 by
                 thy
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 ends
                 all
                 doubts
                 and
                 strife
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 That
                 is
                 ,
                 hath
                 been
                 a
                 long
                 time
              
               
                 Amongst
                 us
                 here
                 on
                 Earth
                 ,
              
               
                 About
                 the
                 Church
                 ,
                 and
                 Truth
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 this
                 all
                 silenc'd
                 hath
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Light
                 hath
                 a
                 
                   clearing
                   quality
                
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 its
                 heat
                 things
                 grow
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 it
                 too
                 all
                 Fogs
                 do
                 fly
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 influences
                 flow
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 As
                 doth
                 revive
                 and
                 sweetly
                 chear
              
               
                 The
                 Soul
                 that
                 drooping
                 lies
                 ,
              
               
               
                 They
                 
                   by
                   thy
                   Word
                   ,
                   Lord
                   ,
                   quickned
                   are
                   ,
                
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 their
                 sorrows
                 flies
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Light
                 hath
                 a
                 shining
                 quality
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Gospel
                 shines
                 so
                 bright
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 nothing
                 can
                 more
                 glorious
                 be
              
               
                 In
                 all
                 thy
                 Children's
                 sight
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             81.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               19.
               10.
               
            
             
               More
               are
               they
               to
               be
               desired
               than
               Gold
               ,
               yea
               ,
               than
               much
               fine
               Gold.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOw
               precious
               is
               that
               Word
               of
               thine
               ,
            
             
               Can
               Gold
               with
               it
               compare
               ,
            
             
               When
               't
               is
               all
               sacred
               ,
               all
               divine
               ?
            
             
               No
               ,
               there
               is
               nothing
               here
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Like
               unto
               it
               ,
               't
               is
               of
               such
               worth
               ,
            
             
               A
               little
               quantity
            
             
               Of
               it
               exceeds
               all
               things
               on
               Earth
               ,
            
             
               Such
               glories
               in
               it
               lye
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Tho'
               Gold
               doth
               deck
               the
               
                 outward
                 Man
              
               ,
            
             
               This
               doth
               the
               Soul
               adorn
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Gospel
               is
               an
               Ornament
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               't
               is
               thy
               Peoples
               Crown
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Gold
               doth
               make
               Vessels
               which
               are
               rare
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               and
               Spirit
               do
            
             
               Make
               
                 golden
                 Saints
              
               beyond
               compare
               ,
            
             
               And
               
                 golden
                 Churches
              
               too
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               Candlesticks
               of
               beaten
               Gold
            
             
               Are
               formed
               out
               of
               it
               ,
            
             
               Which
               glorious
               are
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               to
               behold
               ,
            
             
               But
               will
               be
               rarer
               yet
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 And
                 as
                 Gold
                 is
                 durable
                 ,
                 so
              
               
                 It
                 will
                 the
                 tryal
                 bear
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 
                   Word
                   is
                   try'd
                   ,
                   and
                   will
                   abide
                
              
               
                 Whilst
                 Heaven
                 and
                 Earth
                 appear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 But
                 O
                 what
                 pains
                 do
                 Mortals
                 use
              
               
                 To
                 get
                 a
                 little
                 Gold
                 !
              
               
                 Which
                 when
                 't
                 is
                 got
                 ,
                 it
                 flyes
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 it
                 they
                 cannot
                 hold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 forbear
                 and
                 labour
                 now
              
               
                 For
                 Gold
                 that
                 will
                 abide
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 lasting
                 glory
                 't
                 will
                 bring
                 you
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 fill
                 your
                 Souls
                 beside
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Which
                 Gold
                 could
                 never
                 do
                 ,
                 nor
                 shall
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 cannot
                 satisfie
              
               
                 The
                 Soul
                 of
                 Man
                 ,
                 the
                 thing
                 's
                 too
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 can't
                 its
                 wants
                 supply
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 True
                 peace
                 and
                 satisfaction
                 is
              
               
                 Only
                 in
                 God
                 above
                 ;
              
               
                 His
                 Word
                 receive
                 ,
                 and
                 ●oon
                 you
                 will
              
               
                 Be
                 filled
                 with
                 his
                 love
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             82.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Pet.
               2.
               2.
               
            
             
               As
               new
               born
               Babes
               desiring
               the
               sincere
               Milk
               of
               the
               Word
               ,
               that
               ye
               may
               grow
               thereby
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ARt
               thou
               a
               Babe
               ,
               tho'
               
                 newly
                 born
              
               ?
            
             
               What
               is
               thy
               Soul's
               desire
               ?
            
             
               Dost
               hunger
               for
               
                 Milk
                 of
                 God's
                 Word
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               raise
               thy
               cry
               yet
               higher
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               As
               pretty
               Babes
               who
               want
               the
               Breast
               ,
            
             
               How
               do
               they
               cry
               amain
               !
            
             
               Ah!
               can
               thy
               Soul
               find
               no
               small
               rest
            
             
               Till
               thou
               dost
               Milk
               obtain
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Then
               know
               it
               is
               a
               sure
               sign
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               a
               heavenly
               heart
               ,
            
             
               And
               God
               to
               feed
               that
               Soul
               of
               thine
            
             
               Will
               his
               sweet
               Word
               impart
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               To
               thee
               ,
               that
               thou
               
                 mayst
                 grow
                 thereby
              
               ,
            
             
               O
               it
               is
               very
               good
               ;
            
             
               Milk
               nourishes
               and
               feeds
               the
               Child
            
             
               Better
               than
               other
               Food
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Stong
               Meat
               thou
               canst
               not
               yet
               digest
               ,
            
             
               Milk's
               a
               Restorative
               ;
            
             
               God's
               Word
               restores
               decayed
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               makes
               the
               dead
               alive
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               Milk
               was
               a
               blessing
               choice
               of
               old
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               it
               Canaan
               flow'd
               ;
            
             
               Hast
               thou
               God's
               Word
               ?
               What
               Blessing
               then
            
             
               Better
               can
               be
               bestow'd
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               On
               thee
               ,
               poor
               Soul
               ,
               O
               prize
               it
               much
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               it
               always
               feed
               ,
            
             
               T
               will
               
                 strengthen
                 thee
              
               ,
               and
               
                 make
                 thee
                 fat
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               nothing
               shalt
               thou
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Ye
                 who
                 are
                 Lovers
                 of
                 sweet
                 Milk
                 ,
              
               
                 Will
                 ,
                 will
                 you
                 now
                 make
                 haste
                 ?
              
               
                 
                   O
                   come
                   and
                   buy
                
                 !
                 this
                 doth
                 excell
                 !
              
               
                 We
                 pray
                 you
                 Friends
                 to
                 taste
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 were
                 once
                 born
                 from
                 above
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 but
                 young
                 Babes
                 you
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 You
                 with
                 this
                 Milk
                 would
                 fall
                 in
                 love
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 say
                 it
                 tasteth
                 rare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 But
                 whilest
                 your
                 evil
                 nature
                 is
              
               
                 Corrupted
                 thus
                 with
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 glutted
                 are
                 continually
              
               
                 With
                 filthy
                 trash
                 within
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 You
                 cannot
                 relish
                 this
                 sweet
                 Food
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 Mouths
                 are
                 out
                 of
                 taste
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 therefore
                 you
                 don't
                 find
                 it
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 want
                 it
                 will
                 at
                 last
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 you
                 who
                 are
                 God's
                 little
                 ones
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 cause
                 have
                 you
                 to
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 you
                 have
                 plenty
                 still
                 of
                 Milk
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 every
                 other
                 thing
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 live
                 to
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 sing
                 again
              
               
                 His
                 blessed
                 Praises
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 feeds
                 ,
                 and
                 doth
                 replenish
                 you
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 strengthens
                 all
                 your
                 Faith.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             83.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               5.
               14.
               
            
             
               
                 Strong
                 meat
                 belongs
                 to
                 those
                 that
                 are
                 of
                 age
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               SOme
               of
               God's
               Children
               are
               grown
               up
            
             
               To
               such
               maturity
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               on
               Meat
               that
               's
               strong
               can
               sup
               ,
            
             
               In
               which
               great
               vertues
               lye
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Young-men
               and
               Fathers
               some
               there
               be
            
             
               Whose
               senses
               have
               been
               long
            
             
               
                 In
                 exercise
              
               ,
               and
               therefore
               they
            
             
               Are
               stronger
               than
               the
               young
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               
                 little
                 Babes
              
               ,
               whose
               
                 Stomach
                 's
                 weak
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               cannot
               bear
            
             
               Nor
               take
               in
               dark
               
                 mysterious
                 things
              
               ,
            
             
               Which
               elder
               Saints
               does
               chear
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               It
               argues
               such
               diseased
               be
            
             
               Who
               unto
               years
               are
               grown
               ,
            
             
               If
               such
               Meat
               with
               them
               don't
               agree
               ,
            
             
               By
               which
               Christ
               is
               made
               known
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               More
               clearly
               to
               the
               Ear
               and
               Eye
            
             
               Than
               other
               Doctrins
               can
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               we
               say
               presently
            
             
               He
               's
               a
               diseased
               Man.
               
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Some
               base
               disease
               on
               him
               has
               siez'd
               ,
            
             
               He
               's
               under
               some
               decay
               ,
            
             
               His
               stomach
               rises
               at
               God's
               Word
               ,
            
             
               And
               puts
               it
               quite
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 But
                 like
                 as
                 Meat
                 that
                 's
                 strong
                 doth
                 yield
              
               
                 The
                 
                   better
                   nourishmant
                
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 such
                 who
                 can
                 strong
                 things
                 take
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 Are
                 not
                 so
                 impotent
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Nor
                 ne're
                 so
                 weak
                 as
                 others
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 harder
                 work
                 can
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 unto
                 them
                 continually
              
               
                 Does
                 sweeter
                 comforts
                 flow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Small
                 things
                 do
                 them
                 not
                 soon
                 offend
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 strengthned
                 be
                 to
                 bear
              
               
                 Such
                 things
                 that
                 others
                 startle
                 at
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 can't
                 abide
                 to
                 hear
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 ye
                 Saints
                 do
                 you
                 see
                 to
                 't
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 weakness
                 don't
                 betray
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 have
                 been
                 long
                 in
                 
                   Jesus's
                   School
                
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 stumbling-blocks
                 do
                 lay
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 In
                 your
                 own
                 paths
                 ,
                 and
                 others
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 expose
                 God's
                 Name
              
               
                 To
                 great
                 reproach
                 ,
                 but
                 on
                 your selves
              
               
                 Do
                 bring
                 the
                 greatest
                 shame
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 let
                 the
                 strong
                 bear
                 with
                 the
                 weak
              
               
                 In
                 things
                 indisserent
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 the
                 weak
                 more
                 wisdom
                 seek
                 ,
              
               
                 Than
                 from
                 the
                 strong
                 to
                 rent
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 a
                 blessed
                 truth
                 of
                 God
              
               
                 For
                 which
                 the
                 strong
                 contend
                 ,
              
               
                 Tho'
                 you
                 being
                 weak
                 do
                 yet
                 not
                 see
                 't
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 may
                 though
                 in
                 the
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             84.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               110.
               133.
               
            
             
               How
               sweet
               are
               thy
               words
               to
               my
               taste
               !
               yea
               ,
               sweeter
               than
               Honey
               unto
               my
               mouth
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOw
               sweet
               is
               Honey
               ,
               and
               the
               Comb
            
             
               In
               which
               Honey
               is
               found
               !
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               Word
               it
               doth
               excell
               ,
            
             
               Its
               sweetness
               does
               abound
            
             
             
             
             
             
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Beyond
               all
               things
               ,
               though
               ne're
               so
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               There
               's
               nothing
               can
               it
               show
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               set
               it
               forth
               unto
               its
               worth
            
             
               Of
               things
               which
               are
               below
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Nothing
               with
               it
               can
               once
               compare
               ,
            
             
               O
               do
               but
               taste
               and
               try
               ;
            
             
               For
               none
               but
               such
               can
               ever
               tell
            
             
               What
               good
               in
               it
               doth
               lye
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               If
               you
               to
               Honey
               add
               such
               things
            
             
               Which
               very
               bitter
               are
               ,
            
             
               The
               bitterness
               it
               doth
               take
               off
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               sweet
               it
               doth
               appear
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Unto
               the
               taste
               ;
               so
               if
               you
               do
            
             
               With
               great
               afflictons
               meet
               ,
            
             
               If
               God
               a
               Promise
               gives
               to
               you
               ,
            
             
               The
               tryal
               will
               be
               sweet
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               though
               Honey
               so
               sweet
               is
               found
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               some
               do
               it
               not
               love
               ;
            
             
               So
               none
               do
               find
               God's
               Word
               most
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               But
               those
               born
               from
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 For
                 the
                 
                   full
                   stomach
                   oft
                   doth
                   loath
                
              
               
                 
                   The
                   Honey-Comb
                
                 so
                 sweet
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 carnal
                 Souls
                 account
                 God's
                 Word
              
               
                 As
                 poor
                 and
                 sorry
                 Meat
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 Honey
                 is
                 of
                 a
                 purging
                 kind
                 ,
              
               
                 God's
                 Word
                 it
                 purges
                 so
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 doth
                 make
                 clean
                 both
                 Heart
                 and
                 Mind
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Life
                 and
                 Lip
                 also
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 be
                 like
                 the
                 pretty
                 Bee
              
               
                 Which
                 doth
                 industriously
              
               
                 From
                 ev'ry
                 Flower
                 she
                 can
                 see
              
               
                 Her self
                 store
                 with
                 Honey
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 now
                 ye
                 Saints
                 who
                 sweetness
                 find
              
               
                 In
                 God's
                 most
                 blessed
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 Sing
                 forth
                 his
                 Praise
                 with
                 
                   joyful
                   Mind
                
              
               
                 Joyntly
                 with
                 one
                 accord
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             85.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               6.
               17.
               
            
             
               
                 And
                 the
                 Sword
                 of
                 the
                 Spirit
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 the
                 Word
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               hear
               
                 War
                 is
                 proclaim'd
              
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               
                 engaged
                 are
              
            
             
               To
               fight
               with
               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
               a●
               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
                 joyful
                 end
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 a
                 sore
                 Judgment
                 when
                 the
                 Lord
              
               
                 Doth
                 stop
                 the
                 Bottles
                 of
                 Heav'n
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 O
                 't
                 is
                 worse
                 when
                 God's
                 good
                 Word
              
               
                 And
                 Blessings
                 are
                 with-helden
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 We
                 wisk
                 away
                 ,
                 our
                 glory
                 fades
              
               
                 When
                 God
                 his
                 Word
                 denies
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 doth
                 with-hold
                 his
                 Blessings
                 from
                 't
                 ,
              
               
                 Both
                 Faith
                 and
                 Hope
                 then
                 dies
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 O
                 look
                 to
                 God
                 ,
                 remember
                 him
              
               
                 From
                 whom
                 your
                 Fruit
                 doth
                 flow
                 !
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 are
                 fruitful
                 ,
                 sing
                 his
                 praise
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 live
                 unto
                 him
                 too
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             88.
             
          
           
             
               Deut.
               32.
               3.
               
            
             
               My
               Speech
               shall
               distill
               as
               Dew
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               AS
               Dew
               doth
               insensibly
               fall
               ,
            
             
               So
               doth
               God's
               gracious
               Word
            
             
               Invisibly
               op
               ▪
               rate
               in
               us
               ,
            
             
               As
               we
               have
               often
               heard
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               How
               sweet
               are
               Dews
               unto
               the
               Herb
               ,
            
             
               It
               makes
               them
               richly
               smile
               ;
            
             
               So
               doth
               thy
               Word
               bedew
               oft-times
            
             
               Thy
               own
               true
               Israel
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               It
               makes
               our
               Graces
               to
               send
               forth
            
             
               A
               rare
               and
               fragrant
               scent
               ,
            
             
               Which
               doth
               delight
               the
               holy
               One
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               omnipotent
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               Dews
               will
               not
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               always
               do
               ,
            
             
               Mens
               hearts
               so
               barren
               are
               ;
            
             
               Some
               soaking
               showers
               they
               must
               have
               ,
            
             
               If
               any
               Fruit
               they
               bear
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               All
               praise
               and
               glory
               unto
               God
            
             
               Who
               wisely
               orders
               things
               ,
            
             
               That
               as
               our
               wants
               and
               needs
               appear
               ,
            
             
               His
               Mercies
               flow
               like
               Springs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             89.
             
          
           
             
               2
               Cor.
               4.
               7.
               
            
             
               
                 But
                 we
                 have
                 this
                 treasure
                 in
                 earthen
                 vessels
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               Word
               is
               treasure
               very
               rare
               ,
            
             
               For
               we
               do
               often
               see
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               to
               Gold
               the
               same
               compare
               ,
            
             
               And
               things
               that
               glor'ous
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               It
               is
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               of
               so
               great
               a
               worth
            
             
               No
               Man
               can
               comprehend
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               Tongues
               of
               Angels
               set
               it
               forth
               ,
            
             
               All
               Riches
               does
               transcend
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Ah!
               such
               is
               thy
               most
               holy
               Word
               ,
            
             
               Through
               it
               thy
               precious
               love
            
             
               To
               us
               conveyed
               is
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               This
               doth
               the
               matter
               prove
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               That
               which
               the
               best
               and
               wisest
               Men
            
             
               Esteem'd
               above
               all
               things
               ,
            
             
               And
               is
               the
               channel
               that
               let
               's
               in
            
             
               The
               joy
               of
               divine
               Springs
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               doth
               enrich
               the
               Soul
               of
               Man
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               eternally
               ;
            
             
               The
               worth
               of
               it
               there
               's
               no
               one
               can
            
             
               Express
               assuredly
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Some
                 treasure
                 that
                 in
                 bulk
                 is
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 doth
                 in
                 worth
                 excell
                 ;
              
               
                 Such
                 is
                 thy
                 Gospel
                 ,
                 blessed
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 People
                 know
                 it
                 well
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 One
                 Promise
                 is
                 more
                 worth
                 than
                 all
              
               
                 The
                 Gold
                 which
                 the
                 World
                 hath
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 thou
                 dost
                 give
                 it
                 ,
                 then
                 we
                 shall
              
               
                 Say
                 ,
                 What
                 is
                 all
                 the
                 Earth
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 When
                 unto
                 it
                 compar'd
                 it
                 is
                 ?
              
               
                 This
                 Treasure
                 does
                 delight
              
               
                 The
                 Souls
                 of
                 Saints
                 ,
                 and
                 makes
                 them
                 sing
              
               
                 To
                 thee
                 both
                 day
                 and
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 It
                 hath
                 such
                 influence
                 on
                 the
                 Heart
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 earthly
                 Treasure
                 here
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 on
                 thy
                 Word
                 we
                 meditate
                 ,
              
               
                 Because
                 our
                 hearts
                 are
                 there
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Where
                 our
                 chief
                 Treasure
                 even
                 lyes
                 ,
              
               
                 On
                 that
                 the
                 heart
                 is
                 set
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 hence
                 it
                 is
                 they
                 it
                 esteem
              
               
                 'Bove
                 their
                 necessary
                 Meat
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 This
                 makes
                 Men
                 great
                 and
                 honourable
                 ,
              
               
                 Because
                 much
                 Treasure
                 have
                 ;
              
               
                 This
                 also
                 frees
                 from
                 care
                 and
                 trouble
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 does
                 not
                 us
                 inslave
              
            
             
               
               
                 7
              
               
                 To
                 Dunghil-Earth
                 ,
                 as
                 Treasures
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 raises
                 Souls
                 above
              
               
                 All
                 things
                 that
                 are
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 below
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 joy
                 in
                 thy
                 sweet
                 love
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Treasure
                 in
                 
                   Earthen
                   Vessels
                
                 is
              
               
                 Often
                 
                   laid
                   up
                
                 by
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 we
                 know
                 very
                 well
                 ,
                 so
                 't
                 is
              
               
                 The
                 Treasure
                 's
                 ne're
                 the
                 worse
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Ev'n
                 so
                 altho'
                 thy
                 Gold
                 is
                 found
              
               
                 In
                 Ministers
                 so
                 mean
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 worth
                 of
                 it
                 doth
                 still
                 abound
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 some
                 do
                 not
                 esteem
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Of
                 it
                 ,
                 because
                 the
                 Vessels
                 are
              
               
                 D●spis'd
                 ;
                 but
                 there
                 's
                 a
                 day
              
               
                 When
                 they
                 shall
                 glorious
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 golden
                 Scepters
                 sway
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 O
                 prize
                 God's
                 faithful
                 Servants
                 then
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 do
                 inrich
                 your
                 Souls
                 !
              
               
                 O
                 value
                 them
                 above
                 all
                 Men
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 be
                 no
                 longer
                 Fools
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 To
                 grieve
                 them
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 wear
                 them
                 out
              
               
                 By
                 any
                 means
                 ,
                 if
                 ye
              
               
                 Would
                 ever
                 ,
                 in
                 the
                 Judgment-day
              
               
                 Christ's
                 face
                 with
                 comfort
                 see
                 ;
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 For
                 as
                 you
                 '
                 steem
                 or
                 dis-esteem
              
               
                 True
                 Preachers
                 of
                 God
                 ▪
                 s
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 looks
                 upon
                 't
                 as
                 done
                 to
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 Like
                 measures
                 will
                 award
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 you
                 whom
                 God
                 doth
                 Vessels
                 make
              
               
                 His
                 Treasure
                 to
                 retain
                 ,
              
               
                 See
                 that
                 you
                 seek
                 his
                 Praise
                 always
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 don't
                 his
                 Glory
                 stain
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             90.
             
          
           
             
               Jer.
               23.
               29.
               
            
             
               Is
               not
               my
               Word
               like
               Fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               Word
               it
               doth
               illuminate
               ,
            
             
               It
               giveth
               forth
               sweet
               light
               ,
            
             
               And
               also
               from
               it
               we
               have
               heat
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Graces
               to
               excite
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               ,
               
                 like
                 Fire
              
               ,
               doth
               consume
            
             
               Our
               filth
               and
               dross
               within
               ;
            
             
               What
               is
               combustible
               does
               waste
               ,
            
             
               It
               siezes
               on
               our
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Fire
               is
               of
               an
               ascending
               kind
               ,
            
             
               It
               mounts
               things
               up
               aloft
               ;
            
             
               So
               they
               mount
               up
               in
               heart
               and
               mind
               ,
            
             
               Who
               by
               thy
               Word
               are
               taught
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               As
               fir'd
               are
               by
               thy
               own
               Spirit
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Word
               without
               that
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
             
               Will
               never
               burn
               ,
               nor
               raise
               our
               hearts
            
             
               (
               As
               we
               have
               newly
               heard
               .
               )
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Fire
               will
               melt
               and
               soften
               things
            
             
               That
               hard
               are
               naturally
               ;
            
             
               'T
               is
               by
               thy
               Word
               and
               Spirit
               we
            
             
               Do
               with
               thy
               Will
               comply
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               'T
               is
               that
               which
               bends
               &
               makes
               us
               yield
               ,
            
             
               And
               humbles
               much
               the
               heart
               ,
            
             
               Which
               naturally
               was
               proud
               and
               vain
               ,
            
             
               And
               too
               obdurate
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Thy
                 Word
                 it
                 quickens
                 and
                 revives
                 ,
              
               
                 Like
                 Fire
                 it
                 does
                 chear
                 ;
              
               
                 It
                 consolates
                 and
                 makes
                 such
                 warm
              
               
                 Who
                 to
                 it
                 do
                 draw
                 near
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 For
                 they
                 who
                 to
                 it
                 will
                 not
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 profit
                 can
                 receive
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 such
                 who
                 do
                 reject
                 thy
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 Souls
                 shall
                 not
                 live
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Fire
                 will
                 penetrate
                 and
                 pierce
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 no
                 secret
                 place
              
               
                 Within
                 the
                 Soul
                 ,
                 but
                 thy
                 Word
                 will
              
               
                 Most
                 quick
                 and
                 swiftly
                 pass
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 It
                 doth
                 the
                 very
                 Thoughts
                 discern
                 ,
              
               
                 Nay
                 it
                 divides
                 between
              
               
                 The
                 Soul
                 and
                 Spirit
                 of
                 a
                 Man
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 sever
                 both
                 from
                 Sin.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 Fire
                 is
                 used
                 to
                 lay
                 waste
              
               
                 Houses
                 where
                 Rebels
                 hide
                 ,
              
               
                 Ev'n
                 so
                 thy
                 Word
                 doth
                 quite
                 consume
              
               
                 The
                 House
                 of
                 Lusts
                 and
                 Pride
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Man
                 with
                 vain
                 hopes
                 a
                 House
                 doth
                 raise
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 vaunts
                 himself
                 each
                 day
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 when
                 thy
                 Word
                 doth
                 sieze
                 on
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 House
                 consumes
                 away
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 All
                 his
                 
                   vain
                   hope
                
                 he
                 had
                 before
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 consum'd
                 and
                 gone
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 a
                 
                   new
                   Temple
                
                 up
                 is
                 rais'd
              
               
                 For
                 the
                 most
                 holy
                 One.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Take
                 heed
                 ,
                 ye
                 Sinners
                 ,
                 you
                 don't
                 quench
              
               
                 God's
                 Word
                 ,
                 that
                 
                   fire
                   within
                
                 ;
              
               
                 Nor
                 lesson
                 not
                 its
                 burnings
                 if
              
               
                 You
                 would
                 not
                 die
                 in
                 sin
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 will
                 sin
                 and
                 have
                 your
                 Lusts
                 ,
              
               
                 Whatever
                 Preachers
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 down
                 to
                 Hell
                 be
                 sure
                 you
                 must
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 Death
                 takes
                 you
                 away
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Ah!
                 there
                 's
                 
                   another
                   Fire
                
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 this
                 your
                 filth
                 don't
                 waste
                 ,
              
               
                 
                   Into
                   Eternal
                   Fire
                
                 then
                 you
              
               
                 Shall
                 all
                 be
                 thrown
                 at
                 last
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 Consider
                 is
                 't
                 not
                 better
                 far
              
               
                 That
                 sin
                 consumed
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 all
                 beloved
                 sins
                 and
                 lusts
                 ,
              
               
                 Than
                 damn'd
                 eternally
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 You
                 that
                 do
                 find
                 the
                 work
                 's
                 begun
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 there
                 's
                 a
                 spark
                 of
                 Fire
              
               
                 Kindled
                 in
                 your
                 Souls
                 ,
                 O
                 let
                 it
                 burn
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 raise
                 its
                 flames
                 up
                 higher
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 O
                 't
                 is
                 ,
                 Soul
                 know
                 ,
                 a
                 
                   sacred
                   spark
                
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 Fire
                 all
                 divine
                 !
              
               
                 And
                 God
                 be
                 sure
                 has
                 kindled
                 it
              
               
                 In
                 that
                 poor
                 Soul
                 of
                 thine
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Consider
                 God's
                 design
                 herein
              
               
                 Is
                 to
                 soften
                 thy
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 cement
                 thy
                 Soul
                 to
                 ;
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Saving-grace
                 impart
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 if
                 it
                 should
                 be
                 quench'd
                 in
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 lyes
                 not
                 in
                 thy
                 power
              
               
                 To
                 kindle
                 it
                 ,
                 and
                 God
                 in
                 wrath
              
               
                 May
                 also
                 give
                 thee
                 over
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 more
                 renew
                 that
                 work
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 let
                 thee
                 quite
                 alone
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 all
                 thy
                 sins
                 to
                 take
                 thy
                 swinge
                 ,
              
               
                 Until
                 thy
                 Soul
                 is
                 gone
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 ye
                 who
                 are
                 the
                 Saints
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 this
                 is
                 
                   Fire
                   divine
                
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 let
                 Devils
                 strive
                 and
                 do
                 their
                 worst
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 in
                 thy
                 Soul
                 shall
                 shine
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Though
                 not
                 always
                 to
                 such
                 degree
              
               
                 Your
                 sin
                 it
                 deaden
                 may
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 therefore
                 see
                 you
                 careful
                 be
              
               
                 To
                 cherish
                 it
                 each
                 day
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 God's
                 praise
                 continually
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 makes
                 the
                 Fire
                 burn
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 pray
                 that
                 he
                 would
                 blow
                 it
                 up
                 ,
              
               
                 Till
                 all
                 your
                 work
                 is
                 done
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 cry
                 unto
                 the
                 Lor●
              
               
                 This
                 Fire
                 to
                 kindle
                 〈◊〉
                 ●bout
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sweetly
                 burn
                 in
                 ev'ry
                 place
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 be
                 put
                 out
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             91.
             
          
           
             
               Jer.
               23.
               29
               
            
             
               Is
               not
               my
               Word
               like
               a
               Fire
               ,
               and
               like
               a
               Hammer
               ,
               to
               break
               the
               Rock
               in
               pieces
               ?
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ROcks
               they
               are
               hard
               to
               work
               upon
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               'gainst
               a
               mighty
               Hand
               ;
            
             
               The
               hardest
               Flint
               or
               Pebble-stone
            
             
               Whole
               ,
               long
               it
               cannot
               stand
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               If
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               art
               pleas'd
               to
               take
            
             
               The
               
                 Hammer
                 up
                 and
                 strike
              
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               
                 Impression
                 quickly
                 make
              
               ,
            
             
               Though
               none
               can
               do
               the
               like
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               can
               break
               our
               flinty
               Rock
            
             
               Besides
               thy self
               alone
               ;
            
             
               Alas
               ,
               our
               power
               is
               too
               weak
            
             
               To
               break
               such
               hearts
               of
               stone
               !
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               What
               can
               the
               Hammer
               do
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               the
               great
               Agent
               art
               ;
            
             
               The
               Instrument
               ,
               that
               is
               thy
               Word
               ,
            
             
               O
               smite
               upon
               the
               heart
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               make
               it
               yield
               !
               and
               square
               it
               then
            
             
               For
               thy
               own
               
                 b●●ss●d
                 design
              
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Image
               on
               it
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               cut
               out
            
             
               Most
               holy
               and
               divine
               ;
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               fit
               it
               for
               thy
               building
               too
               ,
            
             
               O
               set
               it
               in
               its
               place
               ,
            
             
               And
               life
               infuse
               into
               it
               so
            
             
               That
               it
               may
               shine
               with
               Grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 it
                 be
                 well
                 polished
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 it
                 also
                 unite
              
               
                 Unto
                 thy
                 building
                 ,
                 there
                 to
                 be
              
               
                 A
                 Jasper-stone
                 most
                 bright
                 ,
              
            
             
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 That
                 it
                 may
                 suit
                 and
                 well
                 agree
              
               
                 With
                 the
                 Foundation-stone
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 is
                 of
                 Gold
                 ,
                 no
                 Diamond
              
               
                 More
                 glorious
                 ever
                 shone
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 shall
                 we
                 ,
                 when
                 thus
                 we
                 be
              
               
                 Into
                 thy
                 Building
                 laid
                 ,
              
               
                 Have
                 cause
                 to
                 sing
                 unto
                 our
                 King
              
               
                 By
                 thy
                 eternal
                 aid
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 This
                 Hammer
                 of
                 thy
                 blessed
                 Word
              
               
                 Must
                 drive
                 the
                 Nail
                 quite
                 home
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 else
                 Convictions
                 will
                 not
                 stick
              
               
                 Whenever
                 they
                 do
                 come
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 Precept
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 will
                 not
                 abide
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 Promise
                 fast'ned
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 Nor
                 no
                 Conviction
                 last
                 in
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 Until
                 
                   drove
                   home
                
                 by
                 thee
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 since
                 we
                 find
                 they
                 fasten'd
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 sing
                 forth
                 thy
                 Praise
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 since
                 thy
                 Word
                 so
                 precious
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 its
                 Glory
                 raise
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             92.
             
          
           
             Hymns
             
               on
               the
               Divine
               ,
               Authority
               of
               the
               Sacred
               Scriptures
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               sacred
               Scriptures
               are
               sublime
               ,
            
             
               Although
               mysterious
               be
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Matter
               shews
               they
               are
               divine
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               their
               divinity
               ▪
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Is
               seen
               by
               what
               they
               do
               treat
               of
               ,
            
             
               Or
               unto
               us
               make
               known
               ,
            
             
               There
               we●●
               read
               of
               great
               Jehovah
               ,
            
             
               The
               high
               and
               
                 lofty
                 One
              
               ,
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Of
               his
               dread
               Essence
               ,
               nature
               pure
               ,
            
             
               And
               of
               the
               Unity
            
             
               Between
               the
               
                 Father
                 ,
                 Son
              
               ,
               and
               Spirit
               ,
            
             
               Or
               
                 holy
                 Trinity
              
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               There
               do
               we
               read
               of
               his
               great
               works
            
             
               Who
               did
               this
               World
               frame
               ;
            
             
               How
               out
               of
               nothing
               by
               his
               Word
            
             
               All
               things
               at
               the
               first
               came
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               There
               we
               may
               see
               and
               wonder
               too
            
             
               How
               
                 infinite
                 Wisdom
              
               shone
            
             
               I●
               th'
               glorious
               compact
               made
               between
            
             
               The
               Father
               and
               the
               Son
               ,
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               In
               finding
               out
               ,
               and
               bringing
               in
            
             
               A
               way
               for
               to
               unite
            
             
               Justice
               and
               Mercy
               ,
               that
               so
               they
            
             
               Might
               equally
               shine
               bright
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Here
               Justice
               doth
               with
               Mercy
               meet
            
             
               Like
               an
               
                 endeared
                 Brother
              
               ;
            
             
               And
               Mercy
               doth
               
                 God's
                 Justice
              
               greet
               ,
            
             
               And
               both
               do
               kiss
               each
               other
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               From
               hence
               ye
               may
               see
               cause
               to
               sing
            
             
               Th'
               Eternal
               One's
               high
               praise
            
             
               (
               In
               bringing
               in
               of
               
                 Jesus
                 Christ
              
               )
            
             
               With
               thankful
               hearts
               always
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Th'
                 
                   Antiquity
                   of
                   Scripture
                
                 show
              
               
                 That
                 they
                 are
                 most
                 divine
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 
                   no
                   Writings
                
                 did
                 the
                 World
                 know
              
               
                 So
                 soon
                 as
                 they
                 did
                 shine
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 This
                 was
                 the
                 first
                 and
                 chiefest
                 Book
              
               
                 That
                 e're
                 was
                 made
                 or
                 pen'd
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 therefore
                 love
                 in
                 it
                 to
                 look
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 you
                 can't
                 comprehend
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 Mysteries
                 that
                 lye
                 therein
              
               
                 Hid
                 from
                 all
                 carnal
                 Eyes
                 ;
              
               
                 Yet
                 since
                 it
                 hath
                 so
                 ancient
                 been
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 see
                 these
                 lines
                 ye
                 prize
                 !
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 Their
                 
                   Royal
                   descent
                
                 from
                 God
                 alone
              
               
                 Also
                 does
                 plain
                 appear
              
               
                 By
                 their
                 high
                 Style
                 and
                 Majesty
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 shines
                 in
                 them
                 most
                 clear
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 holiness
                 which
                 they
                 promote
              
               
                 To
                 such
                 a
                 high
                 degree
                 ,
              
               
                 May
                 clearly
                 ev'ry
                 Soul
                 convince
              
               
                 Of
                 their
                 Authority
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 So
                 pure
                 and
                 perfect
                 is
                 God's
                 Word
              
               
                 It
                 silence
                 may
                 all
                 them
              
               
                 Who
                 it
                 oppose
                 ,
                 and
                 Saints
                 from
                 hence
              
               
                 It
                 love
                 and
                 much
                 esteem
                 .
                 
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 This
                 is
                 the
                 cause
                 wherefore
                 they
                 love
              
               
                 God's
                 Words
                 better
                 than
                 Gold
              
               
                 Or
                 Jewels
                 rich
                 ,
                 which
                 are
                 esteem'd
              
               
                 By
                 most
                 who
                 them
                 behold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 They
                 see
                 God's
                 Precepts
                 are
                 most
                 just
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 doth
                 all
                 sins
                 descry
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 ev'ry
                 Lust
                 and
                 false
                 way
                 they
              
               
                 
                   Hate
                   therefore
                
                 bitterly
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Th'
                 admirable
                 and
                 sweet
                 consent
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 blessed
                 harmony
              
               
                 That
                 's
                 in
                 the
                 whole
                 and
                 ev'ry
                 part
              
               
                 Shews
                 their
                 divinity
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 credit
                 of
                 their
                 Pen-men
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 Whom
                 none
                 could
                 ever
                 charge
              
               
                 With
                 the
                 least
                 forgery
                 or
                 guile
                 ,
              
               
                 Doth
                 prove
                 to
                 us
                 at
                 large
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 That
                 they
                 from
                 God
                 alone
                 proceed
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 did
                 their
                 Souls
                 inspire
              
               
                 In
                 writing
                 all-they
                 written
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 Grace
                 we
                 might
                 admire
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Their
                 Prophecies
                 accomplish'd
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 (
                 Which
                 shews
                 they
                 are
                 divine
                 ,
                 )
              
               
                 Exactly
                 as
                 to
                 time
                 and
                 thing
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 matter
                 and
                 design
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 the
                 Miracles
                 which
                 were
                 wrought
              
               
                 These
                 VVritings
                 do
                 confirm
                 ,
              
               
                 Must
                 needs
                 also
                 herein
                 be
                 brought
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 shew
                 from
                 whence
                 they
                 came
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 preservation
                 they
                 have
                 had
              
               
                 Was
                 strange
                 and
                 marvellous
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 their
                 truth
                 doth
                 glory
                 add
              
               
                 For
                 to
                 be
                 priz'd
                 by
                 us
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 great
                 success
                 with
                 which
                 they
                 met
              
               
                 In
                 midst
                 of
                 bitter
                 Foes
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 how
                 their
                 power
                 has
                 prevail'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 lasting
                 glory
                 shows
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 VVorld
                 by
                 a
                 few
                 Fishermen
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 this
                 most
                 sacred
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 Without
                 the
                 help
                 of
                 carnal
                 force
                 ,
              
               
                 VVere
                 turned
                 to
                 the
                 Lord.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 harmony
                 and
                 joynt
                 consent
              
               
                 Of
                 holy
                 Men
                 and
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Martyrs
                 who
                 seal'd
                 to
                 the
                 Truth
              
               
                 Of
                 them
                 with
                 their
                 dear
                 Blood
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Do
                 shew
                 their
                 great
                 veracity
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 may
                 all
                 Men
                 convince
              
               
                 They
                 came
                 from
                 God
                 ,
                 therefore
                 we
                 must
              
               
                 Bear
                 up
                 in
                 their
                 defence
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Against
                 all
                 such
                 who
                 them
                 oppose
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 count
                 them
                 not
                 divine
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 doubtless
                 in
                 all
                 wise
                 Mens
                 sight
              
               
                 By
                 these
                 their
                 glory
                 shine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 Evidence
                 unto
                 the
                 heart
              
               
                 VVhich
                 to
                 good
                 Men
                 they
                 give
              
               
                 Of
                 God's
                 great
                 love
                 ,
                 who
                 doth
                 impart
              
               
                 To
                 all
                 who
                 them
                 receive
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 (
                 In
                 life
                 and
                 power
                 )
                 his
                 Image
                 clear
                 :
              
               
                 Bringing
                 the
                 
                   old
                   Man
                
                 down
                 ,
              
               
                 Renewing
                 of
                 their
                 
                   inward
                   Man
                
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 that
                 they
                 can't
                 but
                 own
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 work
                 which
                 by
                 this
                 Word
                 is
                 
                   wrought
                   brought
                
              
               
                 On
                 them
                 to
                 be
                 divine
                 ;
              
               
                 Thus
                 from
                 these
                 hints
                 which
                 we
                 have
              
               
                 Gods
                 VVord
                 doth
                 glorious
                 shine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 The
                 very
                 Heathen
                 witness
                 bear
              
               
                 As
                 to
                 Matter
                 of
                 Fact
                 ,
              
               
                 Touching
                 such
                 things
                 Scriptures
                 declare
              
               
                 That
                 God
                 and
                 Christ
                 did
                 act
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Sixth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Berolus
                 ,
                 as
                 Josephus
                 shews
                 ,
              
               
                 Doth
                 mention
                 
                 Noah's
                 Flood
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 *
                 Pliny
                 ,
                 with
                 some
                 others
                 ,
                 speak
              
               
                 How
                 the
                 most
                 mighty
                 God
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Did
                 Sodom
                 turn
                 by
                 dreadful
                 Flames
              
               
                 Unto
                 a
                 dismal
                 Lake
                 :
              
               
                 Of
                 Moses
                 and
                 his
                 VVonders
                 too
              
               
                 VVe
                 find
                 the
                 Egyptians
                 speak
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 In
                 their
                 Records
                 ;
                 yea
                 ,
                 the
                 Chaldeans
              
               
                 And
                 Grecians
                 own
                 the
                 same
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 others
                 shew
                 with
                 what
                 high
                 hand
              
               
                 Isra'l
                 from
                 
                   Egypt
                   came
                
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 Star
                 which
                 at
                 Christ
                 Jesus
                 Birth
              
               
                 To
                 th'
                 VVise-men
                 did
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Pliny
                 and
                 Calcidius
                 both
              
               
                 Most
                 plain
                 and
                 full
                 declare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 there
                 's
                 no
                 need
                 of
                 Man's
                 Record
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 Men
                 we
                 do
                 not
                 fly
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 witness
                 of
                 the
                 glorious
                 Lord
              
               
                 Is
                 full
                 of
                 certainty
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             93.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               10.
               35.
               
            
             
               
                 And
                 the
                 Scripures
                 cannot
                 be
                 broken
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Scripture
               broken
               cannot
               be
               ,
            
             
               Let
               Men
               think
               what
               they
               will
               ,
            
             
               Such
               ,
               such
               is
               their
               veracity
               ,
            
             
               God
               will
               his
               VVord
               fulfill
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               VVhatever
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               hast
               said
               ,
            
             
               Accomplished
               shall
               be
               ;
            
             
               No
               Promise
               past
               ,
               nor
               Threat
               delay'd
               ,
            
             
               No
               Soul
               shall
               ever
               see
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Because
               they
               are
               Diuine
               we
               know
               ,
            
             
               Of
               such
               Authority
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               from
               thee
               alone
               do
               flow
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               will
               not
               ,
               cannot
               lye
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Let
               Saints
               therefore
               rejoyce
               and
               sing
               ,
            
             
               For
               they
               from
               hence
               may
               see
            
             
             
               Great
               comfort
               unto
               them
               does
               spring
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               what
               thou
               hast
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               promised
            
             
               To
               such
               who
               do
               believe
               ,
            
             
               As
               't
               is
               contained
               in
               thy
               VVord
               ,
            
             
               The
               same
               they
               shall
               receive
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               wo
               unto
               all
               wicked
               Ones
               ,
            
             
               Their
               doom
               appears
               hereby
               ;
            
             
               For
               if
               they
               live
               and
               die
               in
               sin
               ,
            
             
               In
               Hell
               they
               all
               must
               lye
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               All
               praise
               to
               thee
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
               alone
               ,
            
             
               VVhose
               VVord
               we
               know
               shall
               stand
               ;
            
             
               Let
               all
               such
               sing
               who
               it
               believe
               ,
            
             
               And
               yield
               to
               thy
               command
               ,
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               VVho
               will
               
                 do
                 all
              
               ,
               and
               do
               
                 no
                 more
              
            
             
               Than
               
                 written
                 they
                 do
                 see
              
               ,
            
             
               These
               ,
               these
               shall
               sing
               ,
               and
               thee
               adore
            
             
               Unto
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             94.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               119.
               89.
               
            
             
               For
               ever
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               Word
               is
               settled
               in
               Heaven
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               IN
               Heaven
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               where
               thou
               dost
               dwell
            
             
               Thy
               VVord's
               establish'd
               sure
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               shall
               to
               all
               eternity
            
             
               Fast
               graven
               there
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               From
               age
               to
               age
               thy
               Truth
               abides
               ,
            
             
               As
               doth
               the
               Earth
               witness
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Ground-work
               thou
               hast
               laid
               so
               firm
            
             
               No
               tongue
               can
               it
               express
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               
                 Go
                 too
              
               therefore
               
                 ye
                 foolish
                 Men
              
               ,
            
             
               
                 Depart
                 from
                 me
              
               ,
               Be
               gone
               ;
            
             
               For
               God's
               good
               Precepts
               we
               'll
               obey
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               keep
               them
               ev'ry
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               What
               thou
               hast
               promis'd
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               perform
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Death
               doth
               seize
               on
               me
               ;
            
             
               Ner'e
               let
               my
               hope
               abuse
               me
               so
            
             
               As
               to
               distrust
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Uphold
               me
               and
               I
               shall
               be
               safe
            
             
               For
               ought
               they
               do
               or
               say
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               thy
               Statutes
               pleasure
               take
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               both
               night
               and
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               trod
               such
               under
               thy
               feet
            
             
               VVho
               do
               thy
               Statutes
               break
               ;
            
             
               For
               nought
               avails
               their
               subtilty
               ,
            
             
               Their
               counsel
               is
               but
               weak
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             95.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               119.
               8
               ,
               9
               ,
               10
               ,
               11.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               Covenants
               are
               very
               deep
               ,
            
             
               And
               full
               of
               things
               profound
               ;
            
             
               My
               Soul
               therefore
               thy
               Word
               will
               keep
            
             
               When
               they
               are
               try'd
               and
               found
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               When
               Men
               enter
               into
               thy
               VVord
               ,
            
             
               They
               find
               a
               Light
               most
               clear
               ;
            
             
               Tho'
               Fools
               ,
               yet
               they
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               shall
               not
               err
            
             
               VVhen
               they
               to
               it
               adhere
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               VVord
               of
               God
               most
               perfect
               is
               ,
            
             
               His
               Testimony
               sure
               ;
            
             
               Converting
               Souls
               ,
               and
               making
               wise
            
             
               The
               simple
               and
               obscure
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Statutes
               of
               the
               Lord
               are
               right
               ,
            
             
               And
               fill
               the
               heart
               with
               joys
               ;
            
             
               The
               Precepts
               of
               the
               Lord
               are
               pure
               ,
            
             
               Enlightning
               the
               Eyes
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Fear
               of
               God
               is
               clean
               also
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               endure
               for
               ever
               ;
            
             
               The
               Judgments
               of
               the
               Lord
               are
               true
               ,
            
             
               And
               righteous
               altogether
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               more
               than
               Gold
               ,
               than
               much
               fine
               Gold
            
             
               To
               be
               embrac'd
               alway
               ;
            
             
               The
               Honey
               and
               the
               Honey-comb
            
             
               Are
               not
               so
               sweet
               as
               they
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               They
               are
               thy
               Servants
               Monitors
               ,
            
             
               How
               he
               his
               life
               should
               frame
               ,
            
             
               And
               great
               Rewards
               is
               there
               for
               them
            
             
               VVho
               do
               observe
               the
               same
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             96.
             
          
           
             
               Joh.
               5.
               39.
               
            
             
               Search
               the
               Scriptures
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               
                 SEarch
                 the
                 Scripture
              
               ,
               by
               which
               ye
               think
            
             
               Eternal
               Life
               to
               have
               ;
            
             
               And
               those
               are
               they
               that
               testifie
            
             
               Of
               Him
               that
               came
               to
               save
               ;
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               For
               what
               of
               old
               was
               given
               forth
            
             
               VVas
               for
               our
               learning
               penn'd
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               by
               Scriptures
               comforted
            
             
               Might
               hope
               unto
               the
               end
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Prophecy
               came
               not
               of
               old
            
             
               By
               Man
               's
               own
               private
               will
               ,
            
             
               But
               holy
               Men
               of
               God
               foretold
            
             
               By
               Heavn's
               inspired
               skill
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Then
               to
               the
               Law
               and
               Testament
            
             
               For
               they
               that
               speak
               not
               right
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               as
               this
               Word
               doth
               represent
               ,
            
             
               In
               them
               there
               is
               no
               light
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               Scripture
               ,
               sacred
               Verities
            
             
               Came
               all
               by
               Inspiration
               ,
            
             
               Able
               to
               perfect
               and
               make
               wise
               ,
            
             
               Through
               Faith
               ,
               unto
               Salvation
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             97.
             
          
           
             The
             Excellency
             of
             the
             Gospel
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               BLessed
               be
               God
               that
               we
               were
               born
            
             
               Under
               the
               joyful
               sound
               ,
            
             
               And
               rightly
               have
               Baptized
               been
               ,
            
             
               And
               bred
               on
               English
               ground
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Where
               God
               most
               gracious
               doth
               appear
               ,
            
             
               And
               does
               pour
               forth
               his
               Grace
               ;
            
             
               The
               lines
               are
               fallen
               unto
               us
            
             
               In
               a
               most
               pleasant
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               '
               '
               We
               might
               have
               been
               dark
               Pagans
               all
               ,
            
             
               '
               '
               Or
               veiled
               like
               each
               Jew
               ,
            
             
               '
               '
               Or
               cheated
               with
               an
               Alcoran
            
             
               '
               '
               Amongst
               the
               Turkish
               crew
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               
                 Dumb
                 Pictures
              
               might
               we
               all
               ador'd
               ,
            
             
               Like
               Papists
               in
               Devotion
               ;
            
             
               And
               with
               
               Rome's
               Errours
               so
               been
               stor'd
               ,
            
             
               To
               drink
               her
               deadly
               Potion
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               We
               might
               have
               liv'd
               in
               shades
               of
               night
               ,
            
             
               And
               ne're
               have
               known
               good
               days
               ,
            
             
               But
               thou
               hast
               sent
               us
               Gospel
               Light
            
             
               To
               thine
               eternal
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               Sun
               which
               rose
               up
               in
               the
               East
               ,
            
             
               And
               drove
               their
               shades
               away
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               sent
               his
               Light
               unto
               the
               West
               ,
            
             
               And
               turn'd
               our
               Night
               to
               Day
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Blessed
               be
               God
               for
               what
               we
               see
               ,
            
             
               Our
               God
               for
               what
               we
               hear
               ;
            
             
               Sweet
               News
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               from
               thee
            
             
               Sounds
               daily
               in
               our
               Ear.
               
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           Fourth
           Part.
           
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           V.
           Containing
           SACRED
           HYMNS
           Setting
           out
           and
           illustrating
           the
           transcendent
           Excellencies
           of
           the
           GRACES
           of
           the
           HOLY
           SPIRIT
           .
        
         
           
             HYMN
             98.
             
          
           
             
               Mark
               9.
               50.
               
            
             
               Have
               Salt
               in
               your selves
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               
                 HOw
                 unsavoury
              
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               are
               things
               ,
            
             
               Unless
               they
               salted
               be
               !
            
             
               And
               so
               indeed
               were
               all
               our
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               Till
               seasoned
               by
               thee
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               With
               thy
               most
               sweet
               and
               
                 precious
                 Grace
              
               ,
            
             
               That
               is
               the
               Salt
               whereby
            
             
               We
               sav'ry
               do
               become
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Salt
               ,
               O
               then
               apply
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Salt
               is
               of
               such
               a
               quality
            
             
               That
               it
               doth
               search
               each
               part
            
             
             
               Of
               Flesh
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               laid
               upon
               ,
            
             
               So
               Grace
               searches
               the
               Heart
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               
                 The
                 Spirit
                 searches
                 all
                 deep
                 things
                 ,
              
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               the
               deep
               things
               of
               God
               ;
            
             
               It
               will
               find
               out
               what
               sin
               in
               us
            
             
               Doth
               still
               make
               its
               abode
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               then
               (
               like
               Salt
               )
               doth
               purge
               it
               out
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               Grace
               which
               purifies
            
             
               The
               heart
               and
               life
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               doubt
            
             
               But
               such
               ,
               like
               vertue
               ,
               lyes
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               In
               that
               most
               precious
               Grace
               of
               thine
               ,
            
             
               O
               then
               let
               's
               look
               and
               see
            
             
               Whether
               we
               search'd
               and
               purged
               are
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               sing
               praise
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Salt
                 doth
                 preserve
                 ,
                 't
                 is
                 evident
                 ,
              
               
                 Both
                 Meat
                 and
                 other
                 things
                 ,
              
               
                 Else
                 they
                 'll
                 corrupt
                 and
                 quickly
                 taint
                 ;
              
               
                 Like
                 Vertue
                 also
                 springs
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 From
                 thy
                 good
                 Grace
                 ,
                 't
                 is
                 that
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 doth
                 preserve
                 from
                 sin
              
               
                 All
                 graceless
                 Sinners
                 odious
                 stink
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 fi
                 lt
                 hy
                 are
                 within
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 That
                 all
                 their
                 inward
                 parts
                 corrupt
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 they
                 like
                 Carrion
                 lye
              
               
               
                 In
                 a
                 vile
                 Ditch
                 ,
                 or
                 Common-shore
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 their
                 iniquity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 such
                 in
                 whom
                 
                   Gods
                   Grace
                
                 is
                 wrought
                 ,
              
               
                 Grace
                 does
                 their
                 Souls
                 preserve
              
               
                 From
                 sin
                 ,
                 in
                 heart
                 ,
                 in
                 life
                 ,
                 in
                 thought
                 ,
              
               
                 Uprightly
                 God
                 to
                 serve
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Most
                 sweet
                 are
                 they
                 and
                 savoury
              
               
                 To
                 God
                 and
                 unto
                 Men
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 their
                 works
                 they
                 have
                 perform'd
              
               
                 By
                 Grace
                 have
                 season'd
                 been
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Salt
                 is
                 of
                 universal
                 use
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 's
                 nothing
                 Men
                 want
                 more
                 ;
              
               
                 Without
                 
                   God's
                   Grace
                
                 there
                 's
                 none
                 can
                 live
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 them
                 be
                 rich
                 or
                 poor
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Such
                 absolute
                 need
                 have
                 we
                 thereof
                 ,
              
               
                 Without
                 it
                 can't
                 live
                 here
              
               
                 A
                 holy
                 life
                 ;
                 nor
                 can
                 we
                 stand
              
               
                 When
                 Jesus
                 doth
                 appear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 All
                 ranks
                 of
                 Men
                 both
                 high
                 and
                 low
                 ,
              
               
                 Both
                 Kings
                 and
                 Peasants
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 Must
                 salted
                 be
                 with
                 Grace
                 on
                 Earth
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 down
                 to
                 Hell
                 must
                 go
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 In
                 ev'ry
                 state
                 ,
                 where-er'e
                 they
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 Sea
                 as
                 well
                 as
                 Land
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 Grace
                 do
                 need
                 continually
              
               
                 If
                 sin
                 they
                 would
                 withstand
                 :
              
            
             
               
               
                 5
              
               
                 
                   Our
                   speech
                   ,
                   and
                   all
                   that
                   we
                   do
                   say
                   ,
                
              
               
                 Must
                 season'd
                 be
                 with
                 Salt
                 ;
              
               
                 Or
                 else
                 our
                 words
                 and
                 breath
                 will
                 stink
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 be
                 good
                 for
                 nought
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Salt
                 ,
                 Naturalists
                 do
                 oft
                 declare
                 ,
              
               
                 Is
                 good
                 against
                 the
                 stings
              
               
                 Of
                 Serpents
                 ;
                 and
                 does
                 Worms
                 destroy
              
               
                 Which
                 from
                 Corruption
                 springs
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Grace
                 is
                 a
                 sovereign
                 remedy
              
               
                 Against
                 the
                 sting
                 within
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 kills
                 the
                 Worm
                 of
                 Conscience
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 product
                 't
                 is
                 of
                 sin
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Sin
                 is
                 a
                 thing
                 most
                 venomous
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 sting
                 it
                 is
                 likewise
                 ▪
              
               
                 Of
                 the
                 
                   old
                   Serpent
                
                 ,
                 and
                 't
                 is
                 worse
              
               
                 Than
                 what
                 in
                 Poyson
                 lyes
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 This
                 kills
                 the
                 Soul
                 and
                 Body
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 poysons
                 ev'ry
                 part
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 doth
                 corrupt
                 each
                 faculty
              
               
                 Of
                 ev'ry
                 Sinners
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Salt
                 was
                 of
                 use
                 under
                 the
                 Law
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 ev'ry
                 Sacrifice
              
               
                 Must
                 salted
                 be
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 must
                 we
              
               
                 Before
                 
                   All-seeing
                   Eyes
                
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 ev'ry
                 Prayer
                 and
                 Offering
              
               
                 That
                 's
                 offered
                 up
                 on
                 high
                 ;
              
               
               
                 Your
                 Duties
                 all
                 must
                 season'd
                 be
              
               
                 With
                 Grace
                 continually
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 But
                 other
                 Salt
                 ,
                 if
                 Meat
                 do
                 stink
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 can't
                 it
                 sav'ry
                 make
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 Grace
                 will
                 such
                 recover
                 who
              
               
                 Most
                 filthy
                 ways
                 do
                 take
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 God's
                 Nostrils
                 loathsom
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 Grace
                 will
                 sweeten
                 them
                 ;
              
               
                 Nay
                 ,
                 they
                 will
                 such
                 a
                 savour
                 bear
              
               
                 He
                 'll
                 highly
                 such
                 esteem
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 But
                 we
                 ,
                 alas
                 ,
                 do
                 often
                 see
              
               
                 Salt
                 lose
                 its
                 savour
                 may
                 ;
              
               
                 Or
                 things
                 may
                 over-salted
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 too
                 much
                 on
                 they
                 lay
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 But
                 Grace
                 in
                 both
                 these
                 things
                 excells
                 ,
              
               
                 Its
                 savour
                 cannot
                 lose
                 ;
              
               
                 Nor
                 can
                 we
                 have
                 of
                 it
                 too
                 much
                 ,
              
               
                 Most
                 savoury
                 are
                 all
                 those
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Who
                 most
                 are
                 salted
                 with
                 this
                 Salt
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 therefore
                 loudly
                 cry
              
               
                 For
                 Grace
                 good
                 store
                 ,
                 and
                 do
                 not
                 fear
                 ,
              
               
                 God
                 will
                 your
                 wants
                 supply
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Then
                 sing
                 forth
                 Praises
                 to
                 the
                 Lord
              
               
                 With
                 Grace
                 in
                 all
                 your
                 hearts
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 see
                 that
                 you
                 well-season'd
                 are
              
               
                 In
                 all
                 your
                 inward
                 parts
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             99.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               6.
               14.
               
            
             
               
                 And
                 having
                 your
                 Loyns
                 girt
                 about
                 with
                 Truth
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               TRue
               Grace
               ,
               and
               true
               Sincerity
            
             
               Is
               like
               a
               Girdle
               rare
               ,
            
             
               Which
               some
               about
               their
               Loins
               do
               love
            
             
               Continually
               to
               wear
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Like
               as
               a
               Girdle
               cleaves
               to
               Men
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               them
               compass
               in
               ;
            
             
               So
               Grace
               should
               cleave
               unto
               our
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               To
               keep
               us
               from
               all
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               We
               in
               the
               bonds
               of
               Truth
               and
               Grace
            
             
               Should
               evermore
               abide
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               from
               God's
               Grace
               and
               Truth
            
             
               Go
               back
               ,
               nor
               turn
               aside
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               as
               a
               Girdle
               strengthneth
            
             
               The
               Loyns
               of
               ev'ry
               one
               ,
            
             
               So
               will
               this
               Girdle
               of
               Truth
               also
            
             
               All
               such
               who
               have
               it
               on
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               If
               you
               in
               the
               true
               Doctrine
               are
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               sincerity
            
             
               Do
               firmly
               stand
               in
               every
               Truth
               ,
            
             
               Small
               weakness
               you
               'll
               espy
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               To
               be
               in
               you
               ,
               for
               strength
               you
               'll
               have
               ,
            
             
               If
               that
               your
               hearts
               be
               ●ound
               ;
            
             
               And
               every
               Gospel
               blessed
               Truth
            
             
               Be
               evermore
               your
               bound
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 Souldier
                 in
                 the
                 days
                 of
                 old
              
               
                 His
                 Armour
                 did
                 gird
                 on
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 compleatly
                 harnessed
              
               
                 Was
                 he
                 to
                 look
                 upon
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 So
                 must
                 the
                 Christians
                 Armour
                 be
              
               
                 Girt
                 with
                 sincerity
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 will
                 Mens
                 Faith
                 ,
                 or
                 Righteousness
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 Hope
                 else
                 signifie
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 If
                 they
                 are
                 not
                 upright
                 in
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Truth
                 is
                 not
                 their
                 bound
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 Hypocrites
                 be
                 sure
                 will
                 then
              
               
                 (
                 If
                 so
                 )
                 at
                 last
                 be
                 found
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 To
                 have
                 the
                 Loyns
                 well
                 girt
                 ,
                 denotes
              
               
                 That
                 Preparation
                 we
              
               
                 Unto
                 the
                 Battel
                 ought
                 to
                 make
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 ready
                 must
                 we
                 be
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 For
                 to
                 encounter
                 or
                 engage
              
               
                 With
                 all
                 our
                 cruel
                 Foes
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 have
                 our
                 
                   Armour
                   girt
                
                 with
                 Truth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 need
                 fear
                 no
                 blows
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Girdling
                 also
                 service
                 denotes
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 Loyns
                 be
                 girt
                 about
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 your
                 Lights
                 be
                 shining
                 too
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 them
                 not
                 go
                 out
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 That
                 ye
                 may
                 on
                 your
                 Master
                 wait
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 coming
                 doth
                 draw
                 near
                 ;
              
               
                 Be
                 ready
                 therefore
                 every
                 Saint
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 now
                 your selves
                 prepare
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Let
                 ev'ry
                 thing
                 in
                 truth
                 be
                 done
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Grace
                 the
                 Girdle
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 with
                 joy
                 shall
                 ev'ry
                 one
              
               
                 Their
                 blessed
                 Master
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 A
                 Girdle
                 is
                 an
                 Ornament
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 fastens
                 all
                 together
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 covers
                 Joynts
                 the
                 Armour
                 hath
              
               
                 That
                 Men
                 cannot
                 tell
                 whether
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 all
                 one
                 piece
                 ,
                 or
                 't
                 is
                 in
                 parts
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 doth
                 them
                 so
                 unite
                 ;
              
               
                 Thus
                 doth
                 Uprightness
                 us
                 adorn
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 in
                 
                 Jehovah's
                 sight
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 There
                 seems
                 no
                 flaw
                 ,
                 nor
                 no
                 defects
                 ,
              
               
                 Uprightness
                 covers
                 all
                 ;
              
               
                 God
                 doth
                 that
                 Soul
                 who
                 is
                 sincere
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 perfect
                 Christian
                 call
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Come
                 ,
                 art
                 thou
                 low
                 ,
                 of
                 mean
                 descent
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 of
                 ignoble
                 birth
                 ?
              
               
                 Grace
                 covers
                 this
                 deformity
                 ,
              
               
                 Its
                 glory
                 so
                 shines
                 forth
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Or
                 art
                 thou
                 lame
                 ,
                 or
                 outwardly
              
               
                 May
                 blemishes
                 be
                 seen
                 ?
              
               
                 Yet
                 Grace
                 doth
                 cover
                 this
                 defect
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Beauty
                 's
                 great
                 within
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Or
                 art
                 thou
                 poor
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 art
                 brought
              
               
                 Unto
                 contempt
                 and
                 scorn
                 ?
              
               
                 Sincerity
                 doth
                 make
                 thee
                 rich
                 ,
              
               
                 Nay
                 more
                 ,
                 to
                 be
                 
                   high
                   born
                
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 May
                 be
                 thy
                 parts
                 and
                 gifts
                 are
                 small
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 hence
                 Men
                 thee
                 dispise
                 ?
              
               
                 Sincerity
                 hides
                 this
                 in
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 this
                 thy
                 Glory
                 lyes
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 For
                 Grace
                 excells
                 the
                 greatest
                 Gifts
                 ,
              
               
                 Gifts
                 may
                 to
                 Man
                 commend
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 Grace
                 commends
                 thee
                 now
                 to
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 't
                 will
                 in
                 the
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Soul
                 ,
                 hast
                 thou
                 worse
                 defects
                 than
                 these
                 ,
              
               
                 Infirmities
                 within
                 ?
              
               
                 Sincerity
                 doth
                 God
                 so
                 please
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 covers
                 all
                 thy
                 sin
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 He
                 it
                 esteems
                 so
                 as
                 if
                 thou
              
               
                 Hadst
                 never
                 broke
                 his
                 Law
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 through
                 Christ's
                 Righteousness
                 he
                 doth
              
               
                 In
                 thee
                 behold
                 no
                 flaw
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 get
                 this
                 Girdle
                 on
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 glitters
                 more
                 than
                 Gold
                 ;
              
               
                 It
                 never
                 can
                 besides
                 be
                 lost
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 doth
                 its
                 Beauty
                 hold
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 As
                 fresh
                 as
                 't
                 was
                 when
                 first
                 put
                 on
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 bless'd
                 Sincerity
                 !
              
               
                 How
                 glorious
                 art
                 thou
                 !
                 how
                 dost
                 thou
              
               
                 Shine
                 in
                 Jehovah's
                 Eye
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 See
                 then
                 that
                 ye
                 the
                 
                   Truth
                   hold
                   fast
                
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 with
                 it
                 girted
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 Then
                 no
                 delusion
                 needst
                 thou
                 fear
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 cursed
                 Heresie
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 the
                 right
                 Girdle
                 take
                 be
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 the
                 counterfeit
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 true
                 by
                 this
                 you
                 may
                 descry
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ's
                 Truth
                 is
                 stampt
                 on
                 it
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 It
                 with
                 the
                 written
                 Word
                 agrees
              
               
                 Exact
                 in
                 ev'ry
                 thing
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 all
                 Christ's
                 Precepts
                 you
                 don't
                 own
                 ,
              
               
                 Contempt
                 on
                 you
                 't
                 will
                 bring
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 That
                 Girdle
                 will
                 not
                 hold
                 but
                 break
                 ,
              
               
                 Though
                 you
                 may
                 seem
                 sincere
              
               
               
                 So
                 far
                 as
                 you
                 cleave
                 unto
                 Truth
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 will
                 at
                 last
                 appear
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 A
                 false
                 Professor
                 ,
                 'cause
                 you
                 have
              
               
                 Some
                 blessed
                 Truth
                 withstood
                 ,
              
               
                 Into
                 which
                 you
                 did
                 Light
                 receive
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 not
                 obey
                 it
                 wou'd
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               
                 The
                 Sixth
                 Part
              
               ,
               with
               Psal.
               117.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Each
                 Truth
                 of
                 God
                 ,
                 O
                 it
                 is
                 pure
                 ,
              
               
                 God's
                 Truth
                 doth
                 make
                 us
                 clean
                 ;
              
               
                 It
                 frees
                 our
                 Souls
                 also
                 for
                 ever
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 glory
                 in
                 it
                 's
                 seen
                 .
                 
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Strong
                 is
                 the
                 Truth
                 you
                 all
                 will
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 This
                 Girdle
                 then
                 is
                 strong
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 buy
                 it
                 ,
                 Souls
                 ,
                 
                   whilst
                   't
                   is
                   to
                   day
                
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 will
                 fit
                 both
                 old
                 and
                 young
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 God's
                 Saints
                 did
                 suffer
                 grievous
                 pain
                 ,
              
               
                 Great
                 tortures
                 did
                 endure
              
               
                 Before
                 they
                 would
                 part
                 with
                 the
                 Truth
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 peace
                 it
                 did
                 procure
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Unto
                 their
                 Souls
                 who
                 faithful
                 were
              
               
                 Unto
                 the
                 Truth
                 alway
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 it
                 will
                 make
                 you
                 holy
                 ,
                 bold
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 great
                 Judgment-day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 
                   Now
                   let
                   all
                   Nations
                   of
                   the
                   Earth
                
              
               
                 Their
                 great
                 Creator
                 praise
                 ;
              
               
                 Nay
                 let
                 the
                 people
                 all
                 sing
                 forth
              
               
                 His
                 mighty
                 Name
                 to
                 raise
                 ;
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 
                   Whose
                   Kindness's
                   great
                   unto
                   his
                   Saints
                   ,
                
              
               
                 His
                 Mercies
                 ever
                 sure
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 praise
                 ye
                 him
                 for
                 his
                 bless'd
                 Truth
              
               
                 Which
                 doth
                 abide
                 for
                 ever
                 !
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             100.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               6.
               14.
               
            
             
               
                 And
                 having
                 on
                 the
                 Breast-plate
                 of
                 Righteousness
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               Souldiers
               are
               ,
               and
               we
            
             
               Must
               fight
               ,
               or
               else
               be
               slain
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               all
               well
               armed
               be
               ,
            
             
               For
               Foes
               come
               on
               amain
               !
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               since
               our
               Enemies
               do
               aim
            
             
               To
               hit
               us
               on
               the
               Breast
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               blessed
               Breast-plate
               let
               's
               have
               on
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               will
               hold
               the
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               'T
               is
               righteousness
               that
               will
               secure
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               from
               ev'ry
               wrong
               ,
            
             
               And
               't
               will
               also
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               endure
            
             
               As
               well
               as
               it
               is
               strong
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               engaging
               in
               these
               Wars
            
             
               Without
               a
               Righteousness
               ;
            
             
               This
               Breast-plate
               scatters
               all
               our
               fears
               ,
            
             
               Who
               do
               thy
               Name
               profess
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               A
               Breast-plate
               't
               is
               that
               doth
               preserve
            
             
               The
               Body's
               chiefest
               part
               ;
            
             
               'T
               is
               Righteousness
               which
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               doth
               save
            
             
               Our
               precious
               Souls
               and
               Heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 A
                 Breast-plate
                 doth
                 the
                 Souldier
                 chear
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 makes
                 him
                 very
                 bold
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 Righteousness
                 doth
                 make
                 us
                 all
              
               
                 Our
                 Sword
                 with
                 courage
                 hold
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 to
                 fear
                 i'
                 th'
                 day
                 of
                 evil
              
               
                 What
                 any
                 man
                 can
                 do
                 ;
              
               
                 Nay
                 we
                 hereby
                 withstand
                 the
                 Devil
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 doth
                 great
                 malice
                 show
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 see
                 you
                 maintain
              
               
                 A
                 good
                 and
                 holy
                 life
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 soon
                 thereby
                 you
                 will
                 obtain
              
               
                 An
                 end
                 of
                 all
                 that
                 strife
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 With
                 which
                 you
                 meet
                 from
                 Foes
                 without
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 from
                 within
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 know
                 it
                 is
                 God's
                 great
                 design
              
               
                 To
                 purge
                 you
                 from
                 your
                 sin
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 that
                 you
                 holy
                 should
                 all
                 live
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 hence
                 't
                 is
                 you
                 have
                 Grace
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Seed
                 of
                 Holiness
                 is
                 sown
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 it
                 will
                 grow
                 apace
                 ,
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 If
                 under
                 God's
                 shinings
                 ye
                 sit
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 he
                 his
                 Rain
                 doth
                 send
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 will
                 your
                 Righteousness
                 break
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 peace
                 will
                 flow
                 i'
                 th'
                 end
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 of
                 God's
                 Goodness
                 ye
                 shall
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 lift
                 your
                 voice
                 on
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 happy
                 be
                 when
                 God
                 doth
                 bring
              
               
                 You
                 on
                 Death-Beds
                 to
                 lye
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             101.
             
          
           
             
               Eph.
               6.
               16.
               
            
             
               Above
               all
               things
               take
               the
               shield
               of
               Faith.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               FAith
               is
               a
               Grace
               that
               God
               hath
               wrought
            
             
               In
               us
               who
               do
               believe
               ;
            
             
               If
               it
               be
               strong
               ,
               we
               need
               not
               care
            
             
               What
               Gun-shots
               we
               receive
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               From
               Satan
               ,
               who
               his
               fiery
               Darts
            
             
               Continually
               lets
               fly
               ;
            
             
               Ah!
               't
               is
               our
               Shield
               to
               save
               all
               parts
               ,
            
             
               Whatever
               danger
               's
               nigh
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Shield
               is
               turned
               ev'ry
               way
               ,
            
             
               That
               so
               no
               Dart
               may
               wound
               ;
            
             
               And
               we
               by
               Faith
               ,
               as
               with
               a
               Shield
               ,
            
             
               Are
               compassed
               quite
               round
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Will
               and
               Judgment
               it
               secures
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               Affections
               keep
            
             
               Warm
               unto
               Christ
               ,
               and
               Conscience
               too
               ,
            
             
               It
               saves
               from
               drousie
               sleep
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               A
               Shield
               preserves
               the
               other
               part
            
             
               Of
               Armour
               we
               have
               on
               ;
            
             
               So
               Faith
               secures
               every
               Grace
               ;
            
             
               That
               hurt
               be
               done
               to
               none
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Christ's
               Righteousness
               is
               very
               pure
               ,
            
             
               To
               that
               't
               is
               we
               must
               flee
               ;
            
             
               And
               unto
               us
               by
               Faith
               't
               is
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               this
               by
               Faith
               we
               see
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             102.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Pet.
               1.
               7
               
            
             
               
                 That
                 the
                 tryal
                 of
                 your
                 Faith
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 much
                 more
                 precious
                 than
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               BY
               Faith
               we
               do
               on
               Christ
               depend
            
             
               For
               all
               that
               he
               hath
               done
               ;
            
             
               By
               Faith
               we
               do
               to
               God
               ascend
            
             
               With
               many
               a
               bitter
               groan
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               we
               receive
               what
               we
               do
               want
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               by
               Faith
               do
               cry
               ;
            
             
               Faith
               doth
               sustain
               each
               drooping
               Saint
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               their
               needs
               supply
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               Gold
               is
               a
               thing
               that
               has
               the
               Name
            
             
               Of
               things
               that
               precious
               are
               ;
            
             
               For
               Preciousness
               Faith
               has
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               With
               which
               Gold
               can't
               compare
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Tho'
               Gold
               is
               precious
               when
               't
               is
               try'd
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               tried
               Faith
               exceeds
            
             
               The
               finest
               Gold
               ,
               't
               is
               more
               in
               worth
               ,
            
             
               And
               does
               supply
               all
               needs
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               'T
               is
               more
               desirable
               far
               than
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               O
               with
               it
               fall
               in
               love
               !
            
             
               And
               as
               hid
               Treasure
               seek
               it
               do
            
             
               Of
               God
               ,
               through
               Christ
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Gold
               by
               the
               Touch-stone
               must
               be
               try'd
               ,
            
             
               So
               you
               must
               try
               your
               Faith
               ;
            
             
               No
               Touch-stone
               but
               God's
               blessed
               Word
            
             
               Is
               there
               in
               all
               the
               Earth
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             103.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Thess.
               5.
               8.
               
            
             
               And
               for
               an
               Helmet
               the
               Hope
               of
               Salvation
               :
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOpe
               is
               a
               precious
               Grace
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ;
            
             
               And
               fixed
               it
               must
               be
            
             
               Upon
               thy self
               most
               patiently
               ,
            
             
               No
               other
               Hope
               have
               we
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               'T
               is
               not
               on
               Gold
               ,
               nor
               length
               of
               days
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               on
               things
               here
               below
               ;
            
             
             
               But
               't
               is
               on
               Jesus
               Christ
               alone
               ,
            
             
               From
               whence
               all
               Help
               doth
               flow
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               like
               a
               Helmet
               't
               is
               we
               find
            
             
               That
               doth
               preserve
               the
               Head
               ;
            
             
               Hope
               stays
               on
               thee
               ,
               always
               our
               mind
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               are
               hard
               bested
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               as
               a
               Helmet
               fearless
               makes
            
             
               A
               Souldier
               in
               the
               Field
               ;
            
             
               So
               hope
               of
               glory
               makes
               us
               all
            
             
               Resolve
               we
               ne're
               will
               yield
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               To
               Satan
               ,
               nor
               to
               other
               Foes
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               with
               them
               do
               meet
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               need
               we
               fear
               their
               cruel
               blows
               ,
            
             
               If
               we
               have
               this
               Helmet
               ,
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Since
               we
               compleatly
               armed
               are
               ,
            
             
               Even
               from
               head
               to
               foot
               ,
            
             
               ●ur
               head-piece
               makes
               us
               to
               appear
            
             
               Both
               fierce
               and
               very
               stout
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               This
               Helmet
               will
               us
               never
               sail
            
             
               If
               that
               we
               have
               it
               on
               ;
            
             
               ●he
               Soul
               it
               is
               ,
               it
               doth
               preserve
            
             
               Till
               all
               our
               dangers
               gone
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             104.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               6.
               19.
               
            
             
               Which
               Hope
               we
               have
               as
               the
               Anchor
               of
               the
               Soul.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THis
               World
               's
               a
               Sea
               ,
               our
               Soul
               's
               a
               Ship
            
             
               With
               raging
               Tempest
               tost
               ;
            
             
               And
               if
               she
               should
               her
               Anchor
               slip
               ,
            
             
               She
               doubtless
               will
               be
               lost
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               our
               skilful
               Pilot
               art
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               know'st
               all
               Rocks
               and
               Sands
               ;
            
             
               Our
               Seamen
               are
               our
               Faculties
               ,
            
             
               Which
               must
               do
               thy
               commands
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Faith
               like
               a
               Cable
               doth
               appear
               ,
            
             
               Hope
               is
               our
               Anchor
               sure
               ;
            
             
               And
               if
               right
               cast
               ,
               we
               need
               not
               fear
            
             
               We
               shall
               each
               Storm
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Repentance
               like
               a
               Bucket
               is
            
             
               To
               pump
               the
               water
               out
               ;
            
             
               For
               leaky
               is
               our
               Ship
               ,
               alas
               ,
            
             
               Which
               makes
               us
               look
               about
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thy
               Graces
               are
               our
               blessed
               Fraight
               ,
            
             
               And
               Heaven
               is
               our
               Port
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Spirit
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               must
               fill
               our
               Sails
            
             
               If
               e're
               we
               bid
               fair
               for
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 still
                 the
                 Seas
                 ,
                 alas
                 ,
                 they
                 swell
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 very
                 tempestuous
                 are
                 ;
              
               
                 Our
                 Compass
                 is
                 thy
                 Holy
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 that
                 't
                 is
                 we
                 must
                 steer
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 power
                 o're
                 the
                 Seas
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 not
                 calmed
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 when
                 the
                 Waves
                 do
                 roar
                 and
                 swell
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 cast
                 our
                 Hope
                 in
                 thee
                 .
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Which
                 like
                 an
                 Anchor
                 doth
                 take
                 hold
              
               
                 With
                 
                   that
                   within
                   the
                   Veil
                
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 if
                 right
                 cast
                 ,
                 we
                 may
                 be
                 bold
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 courage
                 shall
                 not
                 fail
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 We
                 for
                 our
                 Anchor
                 have
                 a
                 Rock
              
               
                 That
                 is
                 most
                 firm
                 and
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 thou
                 wilt
                 us
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 ne're
                 deceive
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 will
                 our
                 Souls
                 secure
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Let
                 Hope
                 be
                 fixt
                 on
                 Christ
                 our
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 on
                 thy
                 Covenant
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 Promises
                 also
                 afford
              
               
                 Relief
                 to
                 ev'ry
                 Saint
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Christ's
                 Death
                 and
                 Resurrection
                 too
              
               
                 Our
                 Hope
                 is
                 grounded
                 on
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 thus
                 we
                 cast
                 our
                 Anchor
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 safe
                 are
                 ev'ry
                 one
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             105.
             
          
           
             
               Cant.
               8.
               6.
               
            
             
               
                 Love
                 is
                 strong
                 as
                 Death
                 ,
                 Jealousie
                 as
                 cruel
                 as
                 the
                 Grave
                 ,
                 the
                 Coals
                 thereof
                 are
                 ,
                 as
                 Coals
                 of
                 Fire
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Set
               thine
               Image
               on
               my
               Heart
               !
            
             
               O
               seal
               it
               on
               my
               Arm
               !
            
             
               For
               Love
               ,
               like
               Death
               ,
               doth
               cast
               its
               Dart
               ,
            
             
               And
               Jealousie
               is
               warm
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               'T
               is
               like
               the
               Grave
               ,
               whose
               keen
               desire
            
             
               Nothing
               can
               satisfie
               ;
            
             
               The
               Coals
               thereof
               ate
               Coals
               of
               Fire
            
             
               That
               flame
               most
               vehemently
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Waters
               can't
               quench
               Love's
               Flames
               ,
               nor
               Floods
            
             
               The
               same
               can
               ever
               drown
               ;
            
             
               If
               some
               for
               Love
               would
               give
               his
               Goods
               ,
            
             
               Despis'd
               is
               such
               an
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               bear
               our
               Name
               upon
               thy
               Breast
               ,
            
             
               Engrave
               it
               on
               thy
               Heart
               ,
            
             
               There
               let
               it
               be
               so
               sure
               possest
            
             
               It
               thence
               may
               ne're
               depart
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               Love
               we
               find
               is
               very
               strong
               ,
            
             
               It
               wounds
               unto
               the
               quick
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               presence
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               supports
               our
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               absence
               makes
               us
               sick
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               Shouldst
               thou
               but
               seemingly
               disdain
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               that
               are
               engag'd
               ,
            
             
               Like
               Fire
               it
               would
               put
               us
               to
               pain
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               grief
               's
               not
               soon
               asswag'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 love
                 us
                 then
                 ,
                 or
                 else
                 we
                 die
                 ;
              
               
                 Is
                 it
                 not
                 thee
                 we
                 crave
                 ?
              
               
                 If
                 thou
                 thy
                 Love
                 shouldst
                 once
                 deny
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 soon
                 should
                 find
                 a
                 Grave
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Death
                 conquers
                 all
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 submit
              
               
                 Unto
                 his
                 pale
                 command
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 Love
                 brings
                 all
                 unto
                 its
                 seet
              
               
                 Who
                 are
                 therewith
                 inflam'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 Grave
                 is
                 never
                 satisfy'd
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 more
                 ,
                 alas
                 ,
                 can
                 he
              
               
                 Who
                 having
                 tasted
                 of
                 thy
                 Love
                 ,
              
               
                 Till
                 he
                 enjoyeth
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 Death
                 destroys
                 and
                 also
                 kills
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 Love
                 doth
                 make
                 alive
                 ;
              
               
                 It
                 kills
                 our
                 sin
                 ,
                 and
                 we
                 thereby
              
               
                 Do
                 presently
                 revive
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 But
                 if
                 the
                 Object
                 be
                 deny'd
              
               
                 The
                 Heart
                 is
                 set
                 upon
                 ,
              
               
                 We
                 never
                 can
                 be
                 satisfy'd
              
               
                 Until
                 our
                 life
                 is
                 gone
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 Love
                 so
                 doth
                 flame
                 ,
                 and
                 Jealousie
              
               
                 So
                 burns
                 the
                 Heart
                 and
                 Eyes
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Soul
                 must
                 be
                 embrac'd
                 by
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 be
                 Love's
                 Sacrifice
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Whole
                 Seas
                 of
                 trouble
                 cannot
                 quench
              
               
                 Love
                 's
                 everlasting
                 flame
                 ;
              
               
                 Let
                 what
                 will
                 come
                 where
                 true
                 Love
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 Soul
                 is
                 still
                 the
                 same
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             106.
             
          
           
             
               Col.
               2.
               12.
               
            
             
               Buried
               with
               him
               in
               Baptism
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               are
               we
               dead
               ?
               dead
               unto
               sin
               ?
            
             
               Then
               buried
               let
               us
               be
               ;
            
             
               Let
               sin
               be
               cover'd
               ,
               the
               old
               Man
            
             
               Be
               slain
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               by
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               We
               have
               Baptized
               been
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               As
               such
               who
               were
               all
               dead
               ,
            
             
               To
               shew
               that
               thou
               didst
               lye
               i'
               th'
               Grave
               ,
            
             
               We
               all
               were
               buried
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Under
               the
               water
               ,
               whereby
               we
            
             
               Do
               in
               a
               figure
               see
               ,
            
             
               That
               as
               we
               shew'd
               how
               we
               are
               dead
               ,
            
             
               So
               raised
               are
               with
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               None
               buried
               are
               till
               dead
               they
               be
               ,
            
             
               Those
               who
               baptized
               are
            
             
             
               Ought
               to
               be
               dead
               to
               ev'ry
               sin
               ,
            
             
               To
               self
               ,
               and
               all
               things
               here
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Those
               who
               are
               buried
               ,
               covered
               are
            
             
               All
               over
               in
               the
               Earth
               ;
            
             
               In
               Baptism
               the
               self-same
               thing
            
             
               Must
               plain
               be
               holden
               forth
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Or
               else
               it
               answers
               not
               the
               end
            
             
               Of
               Christ
               ,
               who
               did
               ordain
            
             
               That
               glorious
               Rite
               ,
               if
               not
               so
               done
               ,
            
             
               They
               do
               the
               same
               prophane
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             107.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               6.
               1
               ,
               2.
               
            
             
               
                 Not
                 laying
                 again
                 the
                 Foundation
                 of
                 Repentance
                 from
                 dead
                 Works
                 ,
                 and
                 of
                 Faith
                 towards
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 ver
                 .
                 1.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 Of
                 the
                 Doctrine
                 of
                 Baptism
                 ,
                 and
                 laying
                 on
                 of
                 Hands
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
               
                 ver
                 .
                 2.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               REpentance
               ,
               when
               wrought
               in
               the
               Soul
               ,
            
             
               And
               Faith
               for
               to
               believe
               ,
            
             
               Then
               such
               on
               Jesus
               Christ
               rely
               ,
            
             
               And
               truly
               him
               receive
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               As
               their
               dread
               Lord
               and
               Sovereign
            
             
               Him
               always
               to
               obey
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               all
               things
               o're
               them
               to
               reign
               ,
            
             
               And
               govern
               night
               and
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               Christ's
               Baptism
               is
               very
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               With
               laying
               on
               of
               Hands
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               are
               brought
               to
               Jesus's
               Feet
            
             
               In
               owning
               his
               Commands
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Those
               Ordinances
               Men
               oppose
               ,
            
             
               And
               count
               as
               carnal
               things
               ;
            
             
               We
               have
               clos'd
               with
               ,
               and
               tell
               to
               those
               ,
            
             
               From
               them
               great
               comfort
               springs
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thee
               ,
               holy
               Lord
               ,
               we
               must
               obey
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Men
               reproach
               us
               still
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               let
               us
               do
               what
               thou
               dost
               say
               ,
            
             
               And
               yield
               unto
               thy
               Will
               ;
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               still
               alone
               on
               thee
               rely
               ,
            
             
               And
               not
               on
               what-we
               do
               ;
            
             
               In
               point
               of
               trust
               we
               fly
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               let
               our
               own
               works
               go
               ;
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               though
               in
               minding
               thy
               sweet
               truth
            
             
               Men
               do
               us
               vilifie
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               we
               resolve
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               in
               thy
               strength
               ,
            
             
               To
               own
               them
               till
               we
               die
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 let
                 us
                 not
                 turn
                 our
                 back
              
               
                 On
                 thee
                 whom
                 we
                 do
                 love
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 we
                 do
                 know
                 we
                 shall
                 not
                 lack
              
               
                 Thy
                 presence
                 from
                 above
                 ;
              
            
             
               
               
                 2
              
               
                 For
                 thou
                 hast
                 promis'd
                 to
                 the
                 end
              
               
                 To
                 us
                 that
                 will
                 be
                 near
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 be
                 to
                 us
                 a
                 faithful
                 Friend
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 makes
                 us
                 not
                 to
                 fear
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Whatever
                 Men
                 or
                 Devils
                 do
              
               
                 In
                 secret
                 place
                 design
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 soon
                 canst
                 thou
                 them
                 overthrow
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 help
                 all
                 Souls
                 of
                 thine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 Resurrection
                 of
                 the
                 Dead
              
               
                 We
                 constantly
                 maintain
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 all
                 those
                 who
                 lye
                 buried
              
               
                 Shall
                 rise
                 to
                 life
                 again
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 that
                 the
                 Judgment-day
                 will
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 Christ
                 upon
                 the
                 Throne
              
               
                 Shall
                 pass
                 a
                 black
                 eternal
                 doom
              
               
                 Upon
                 each
                 wicked
                 one
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 all
                 his
                 Saints
                 then
                 joyfully
              
               
                 With
                 bowels
                 he
                 'll
                 embrace
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Crowns
                 to
                 all
                 eternity
              
               
                 Upon
                 their
                 Heads
                 he
                 'll
                 place
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 the
                 Kingdom
                 shall
                 they
                 reign
              
               
                 Prepared
                 long
                 before
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 shall
                 with
                 Christ
                 remain
              
               
                 In
                 bliss
                 for
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             108.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Cor.
               5.
               7.
               
            
             
               For
               Christ
               our
               Passover
               is
               sacrificed
               for
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Blessed
               Lamb
               of
               God
               ,
               shall
               I
            
             
               Forget
               that
               love
               of
               thine
               !
            
             
               Thy
               life
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               didst
               give
               up
            
             
               To
               save
               this
               Soul
               of
               mine
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Most
               harmless
               Lamb
               ,
               and
               innocent
               ,
            
             
               When
               come
               to
               a
               ripe
               age
               ,
            
             
               Ah!
               then
               didst
               thou
               thy
               life
               give
               up
            
             
               God's
               anger
               to
               asswage
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Blood
               is
               sprinkled
               on
               our
               Doors
               ,
            
             
               Or
               rather
               on
               our
               Hearts
               ,
            
             
               To
               shew
               God
               hath
               our
               sins
               pass'd
               o're
               ,
            
             
               And
               Mercies
               he
               imparts
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Lamb
               it
               was
               roasted
               with
               fire
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               God's
               wrath
               sustain
               ;
            
             
               And
               on
               thee
               we
               by
               Faith
               do
               feed
               ,
            
             
               And
               life
               thereby
               obtain
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Lamb
               was
               eat
               with
               bitter
               Herbs
               ,
            
             
               So
               let
               us
               see
               our
               sin
               ,
            
             
               And
               find
               it
               bitter
               unto
               us
               ,
            
             
               It
               so
               to
               thee
               has
               been
               ;
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               so
               let
               us
               thy
               Praises
               sing
            
             
               Whilst
               thus
               we
               feast
               with
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               one
               heart
               exalt
               our
               King
            
             
               In
               all
               sincerity
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           VI.
           Containing
           divers
           SACRED
           HYMNS
           ,
           Setting
           forth
           The
           Nature
           ,
           Work
           ,
           Office
           ,
           and
           Excellencies
           of
           the
           holy
           Angels
           ,
           and
           the
           Spirit
           or
           Soul
           of
           Man.
           
        
         
           
             HYMN
             109.
             
          
           
             
               Dan.
               4.
               17.
               
            
             
               This
               matter
               is
               by
               the
               decree
               of
               the
               Watchers
               .
            
          
           
             
               THe
               holy
               Angels
               have
               a
               charge
            
             
               To
               watch
               continually
               ;
            
             
               They
               do
               not
               sleep
               ,
               but
               evermore
            
             
               Have
               us
               in
               their
               sweet
               eye
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               They
               have
               a
               charge
               to
               keep
               us
               here
               ,
            
             
               And
               compass
               us
               about
               ,
            
             
               And
               warning
               give
               oft-times
               also
            
             
               When
               trouble
               's
               breaking
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               Watch-men
               are
               useful
               in
               the
               night
               ,
            
             
               They
               dangers
               do
               prevent
               ;
            
             
               So
               Angels
               useful
               are
               to
               those
            
             
               Unto
               whom
               they
               are
               sent
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Was
               not
               Elisha
               safe
               whilst
               he
            
             
               Was
               compassed
               quite
               round
            
             
               With
               these
               blest
               Chariots
               and
               Horsemen
            
             
               Who
               did
               his
               Foes
               confound
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               what
               are
               we
               ,
               most
               holy
               God
               ,
            
             
               That
               thou
               shouldst
               take
               such
               care
            
             
               Of
               us
               who
               so
               unworthy
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               sinful
               Creatures
               are
               !
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Behold
                 the
                 Angels
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
              
               
                 Do
                 encompass
                 round
                 about
              
               
                 All
                 them
                 that
                 fear
                 him
                 ,
                 for
                 their
                 Guard
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 keep
                 all
                 dangers
                 out
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 hath
                 giv'n
                 his
                 Angels
                 charge
              
               
                 To
                 keep
                 thee
                 day
                 by
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 thou
                 mayst
                 walk
                 abroad
                 at
                 large
              
               
                 With
                 safety
                 in
                 thy
                 way
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 For
                 they
                 this
                 charge
                 must
                 execute
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 bear
                 thee
                 in
                 their
                 Arms
                 ,
              
               
                 Lest
                 ever
                 thou
                 shouldst
                 dash
                 thy
                 feet
              
               
                 Against
                 a
                 stone
                 for
                 harm
                 ;
              
            
             
               
               
                 4
              
               
                 For
                 are
                 they
                 not
                 all
                 Ministers
              
               
                 Sent
                 forth
                 for
                 ministration
              
               
                 In
                 their
                 behalf
                 ,
                 that
                 shall
                 be
                 Heirs
              
               
                 Of
                 God's
                 assur'd
                 Salvation
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 behold
                 the
                 Love
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 his
                 Praises
                 forth
                 ;
              
               
                 No
                 wicked
                 Prince
                 has
                 such
                 a
                 Guard
              
               
                 As
                 th'
                 meanest
                 Saint
                 on
                 Earth
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             110.
             
          
           
             
               Job
               38.
               7.
               
            
             
               
                 When
                 the
                 Morning-stars
                 sang
                 together
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               HOw
               glorious
               are
               the
               Morning-Stars
               !
            
             
               How
               doth
               their
               glory
               shine
               !
            
             
               Angels
               most
               glorious
               Creatures
               are
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               holy
               and
               divine
               :
            
          
           
             
               They
               sang
               together
               at
               the
               first
            
             
               
               Jehovah's
               glorious
               praise
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               of
               them
               also
               learn
               must
            
             
               To
               sing
               to
               God
               always
               .
               ;
            
          
           
             
               Nay
               ,
               with
               united
               voices
               sing
            
             
               In
               Consort
               with
               much
               joy
               ,
            
             
               ●ince
               Christ
               has
               overcome
               our
               Foes
               ,
            
             
               Who
               would
               our
               Souls
               destroy
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               And
               did
               they
               not
               a
               second
               time
            
             
               Sing
               unto
               God
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               When
               Jesus
               Christ
               our
               Lord
               was
               born
               ?
            
             
               And
               yet
               shall
               Saints
               deny
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               This
               is
               our
               work
               ?
               No
               ,
               no
               ,
               it
               doth
            
             
               Sharply
               indeed
               reprove
            
             
               Such
               who
               would
               rob
               the
               holy
               God
            
             
               Of
               that
               which
               he
               doth
               love
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               It
               is
               his
               due
               ,
               and
               it
               belongs
            
             
               To
               him
               as
               his
               just
               Right
               ;
            
             
               His
               Praise
               to
               celebrate
               in
               Songs
            
             
               Is
               lovely
               in
               his
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               
                 Psalm
                 89.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Thy
                 Mercies
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 then
                 we
                 will
                 sing
              
               
                 Thy
                 Truth
                 to
                 all
                 proclaim
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 heav'nly
                 Angels
                 sacred
                 Choir
              
               
                 Shall
                 celebrate
                 the
                 same
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 These
                 never
                 with
                 the
                 Lord
                 dispute
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 his
                 Commands
                 contest
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 give
                 attendance
                 at
                 his
                 Throne
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 awful
                 fear
                 possess'd
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             111.
             
          
           
             
               Job
               38.
               8.
               
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               Sons
               of
               God
               shouted
               for
               joy
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               SOns
               in
               their
               Father
               do
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Off-spring
               all
               they
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               hence
               the
               Angels
               lift
               their
               voice
            
             
               In
               Songs
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               By
               whom
               they
               all
               created
               were
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               whom
               they
               attend
               ,
            
             
               And
               from
               whom
               all
               their
               dignity
            
             
               Doth
               unto
               them
               descend
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               They
               cloathed
               are
               like
               unto
               Sons
            
             
               With
               might
               and
               glorious
               power
               ,
            
             
               And
               serve
               the
               Lord
               most
               willingly
               ,
            
             
               With
               greatest
               zeal
               each
               hour
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               One
               part
               of
               their
               sweet
               work
               's
               to
               sing
            
             
               To
               God
               melodiously
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               by
               them
               also
               are
               taught
            
             
               To
               sing
               continually
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Then
               as
               God's
               will
               is
               done
               by
               them
               ,
            
             
               Let
               us
               do
               it
               on
               Earth
               ;
            
             
               Like
               flames
               of
               fire
               let
               us
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               God's
               Praises
               forth
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             112.
             
          
           
             
               Gen.
               32.
               1.
               
            
             
               
                 This
                 is
                 God's
                 Host
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               glorious
               God
               ,
               the
               Lord
               above
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               a
               most
               mighty
               Host
               ,
            
             
               Who
               have
               a
               Prince
               their
               General
               ,
            
             
               Of
               whom
               they
               daily
               boast
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Christ
               is
               their
               Head
               ,
               he
               's
               Head
               of
               all
            
             
               Princ'palities
               and
               Powrs
               ,
            
             
               And
               these
               do
               keep
               and
               save
               the
               Saints
            
             
               From
               him
               that
               Souls
               devours
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               This
               mighty
               Host
               and
               Army
               's
               rais'd
            
             
               Under
               their
               Prince
               to
               fight
               ,
            
             
               And
               one
               of
               them
               hath
               thousands
               slain
            
             
               Of
               Rebels
               in
               a
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               This
               Host
               sometimes
               does
               suddenly
            
             
               Vile
               Sinners
               so
               invade
            
             
               By
               Plague
               and
               Famine
               ,
               and
               by
               War
               ,
            
             
               That
               all
               are
               soon
               dismaid
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               They
               slaughtering
               Weapons
               have
               each
               one
            
             
               And
               Execution
               do
               ;
            
             
               And
               as
               Commission
               they
               receive
               ,
            
             
               They
               save
               ,
               or
               do
               o'nethrow
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             113.
             
          
           
             
               Ezek
               1.
               6
               ,
               10.
               
            
             
               And
               every
               one
               had
               four
               Faces
               ,
               the
               Face
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               of
               a
               Lion
               ,
               of
               an
               Oxe
               ,
               and
               of
               an
               Eagle
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Face
               of
               a
               Man
               has
               majesty
               ,
            
             
               And
               shews
               a
               Soul
               doth
               dwell
            
             
               In
               him
               that
               hath
               rare
               faculties
               ,
            
             
               In
               knowledge
               doth
               excell
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               So
               Angels
               look
               with
               awful
               frowns
            
             
               When
               they
               in
               wrath
               appear
               ,
            
             
               And
               are
               endu'd
               with
               wisdom
               great
            
             
               Beyond
               what
               Mortals
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Th'
               Face
               of
               a
               Man
               also
               denotes
            
             
               What
               beauty
               is
               in
               them
               ,
            
             
               Who
               are
               most
               glorious
               in
               themselves
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               in
               our
               esteem
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Face
               of
               a
               Lion
               shews
               their
               strength
               ,
            
             
               A
               Lion
               is
               so
               strong
            
             
               That
               he
               will
               turn
               away
               from
               none
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               fears
               he
               any
               wrong
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Face
               of
               an
               Oxe
               may
               signifie
            
             
               How
               painful
               they
               all
               be
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               any
               service
               patiently
            
             
               Perform
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               for
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               An
               Eagle
               hath
               a
               piercing
               Eye
               ,
            
             
               And
               swift
               she
               is
               in
               flight
               ;
            
             
               The
               Angels
               do
               God's
               Face
               behold
               ,
            
             
               And
               fly
               with
               greatest
               might
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             114.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               104.
               4.
               
            
             
               He
               maketh
               his
               Angels
               Spirits
               ,
               and
               his
               Ministers
               a
               flaming
               Fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ANgels
               as
               swift
               as
               Air
               ,
               as
               bright
            
             
               As
               Flames
               ,
               with
               quick
               obedience
               move
               ,
            
             
               To
               publish
               and
               effect
               below
            
             
               That
               charge
               given
               to
               them
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               As
               Fire
               burns
               and
               doth
               consume
               ,
            
             
               So
               th'
               Seraphims
               signifie
            
             
               A
               burning
               to
               shew
               what
               zeal's
               in
               them
            
             
               Who
               do
               attend
               on
               God
               most
               high
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               also
               how
               with
               flaming
               zeal
               ,
            
             
               When
               they
               from
               God
               Commission
               have
               ,
            
             
               They
               do
               break
               forth
               at
               his
               dread
               Word
            
             
               To
               kill
               his
               Foes
               ,
               his
               Saints
               to
               save
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Let
               wicked
               ones
               amazed
               stand
               ,
            
             
               Who
               can
               escape
               a
               flaming
               Fire
               ;
            
             
             
               Let
               Saints
               also
               do
               God's
               Command
            
             
               With
               zeal
               ,
               like
               to
               the
               heavenly
               Quire
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               let
               them
               learn
               likewise
               from
               hence
            
             
               What
               comfort
               this
               to
               them
               may
               bring
               ;
            
             
               These
               Angels
               come
               for
               your
               defence
            
             
               Swift
               ,
               like
               to
               Flames
               ,
               or
               Eagles
               Wings
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             115.
             
          
           
             
               Zach.
               1.
               8.
               
            
             
               Behold
               a
               Man
               upon
               a
               red
               Horse
               ,
               and
               behind
               him
               were
               red
               Horses
               ,
               speckled
               ,
               and
               white
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               A
               Horse
               is
               strong
               ,
               and
               nothing
               fears
               ,
            
             
               And
               swift
               they
               are
               to
               run
               ,
            
             
               Angels
               are
               cloath'd
               with
               mighty
               strength
               ,
            
             
               And
               fly
               like
               to
               the
               Sun.
               
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Horses
               and
               Chariots
               of
               Fire
               do
            
             
               Shew
               how
               fierce
               and
               agil
            
             
               The
               glorious
               Angels
               are
               always
            
             
               In
               doing
               of
               God's
               Will.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               By
               Horses
               red
               thou
               dost
               ,
               Lord
               shew
            
             
               Those
               dreadful
               slaughters
               they
            
             
               Do
               make
               of
               Men
               ,
               when
               thou
               bids
               them
            
             
               *
               Go
               forth
               with
               Swords
               and
               slay
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               By
               speckled
               Horses
               thou
               mak'st
               known
            
             
               A
               mixed
               Dispensation
               ,
            
             
               When
               Mercy
               mingled
               is
               with
               Wrath
            
             
               In
               any
               sinful
               Nation
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               white
               Horses
               notes
               that
               sweet
               peace
            
             
               Which
               thou
               at
               last
               will
               send
               ;
            
             
               For
               Wars
               on
               Earth
               thou
               wilt
               make
               cease
            
             
               Before
               the
               World
               end
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               that
               in
               Christ's
               dread
               Government
            
             
               He
               Angels
               oft
               doth
               use
               ;
            
             
               And
               they
               are
               often
               also
               sent
            
             
               To
               shew
               what
               next
               ensues
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             116.
             
          
           
             
               Prov.
               20.
               27.
               
            
             
               
                 The
                 Spirit
                 of
                 a
                 Man
                 is
                 the
                 Candle
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ONce
               was
               our
               Candle
               lighted
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               did
               most
               clearly
               burn
               ;
            
             
               But
               soon
               did
               Satan
               blow
               it
               out
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               were
               all
               undone
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Left
               in
               the
               darkness
               of
               the
               night
               ,
            
             
               And
               were
               bewilder'd
               so
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               for
               want
               of
               thy
               sweet
               light
            
             
               Knew
               not
               which
               way
               to
               go
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               O
               let
               our
               Candle
               lighted
               be
               !
            
             
               O
               light
               it
               once
               again
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               it
               search
               to
               find
               out
               sin
            
             
               Which
               may
               in
               us
               remain
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               'T
               is
               thou
               must
               light
               our
               Candle
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               With
               th'
               Fire
               of
               thy
               Grace
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               it
               burn
               and
               ne're
               go
               out
            
             
               Till
               we
               have
               run
               our
               race
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               That
               in
               thy
               sight
               we
               may
               see
               light
               ,
            
             
               And
               thereby
               may
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               thy
               Praises
               day
               and
               night
            
             
               With
               heart
               and
               chearful
               voice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             117.
             
          
           
             
               Rom.
               9.
               1.
               
            
             
               
                 My
                 Conscience
                 bearing
                 witness
                 in
                 the
                 Holy
                 Ghost
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               COnscience
               a
               Witness
               is
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Of
               all
               we
               do
               and
               say
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               who
               sin
               against
               their
               Light
               ,
            
             
               He
               will
               the
               matter
               lay
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Before
               the
               Soul
               ,
               because
               he
               knows
            
             
               The
               Thoughts
               of
               each
               Man's
               Heart
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               will
               be
               brib'd
               by
               them
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               from
               his
               Charge
               depart
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               How
               careful
               should
               each
               Person
               be
            
             
               They
               do
               not
               him
               offend
               ;
            
             
               For
               if
               God's
               Word
               doth
               side
               with
               him
               ,
            
             
               It
               will
               appear
               i'
               th'
               end
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Soul
               as
               Guilty
               will
               be
               found
               ,
            
             
               And
               Cast
               too
               shall
               such
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               the
               Judge
               Condemn'd
               also
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Then
               wo
               to
               such
               who
               treach'rously
            
             
               Their
               Conscience
               do
               abuse
               ,
            
             
               Or
               stifle
               him
               whom
               God
               thinks
               good
            
             
               In
               this
               great
               Case
               to
               use
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Ev'n
               as
               a
               Witness
               for
               himself
            
             
               In
               ev'ry
               Man
               's
               own
               Heart
               ,
            
             
               To
               Evidence
               to
               Matter
               of
               Fact
               ,
            
             
               And
               Judgment
               to
               impart
               ,
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               As
               God's
               true
               Witness
               ,
               for
               to
               clear
            
             
               Him
               who
               would
               judge
               aright
               ,
            
             
               And
               make
               it
               also
               to
               appear
            
             
               So
               in
               each
               Man
               's
               own
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 Then
                 look
                 to
                 it
                 ,
                 ye
                 Sinners
                 ,
                 who
              
               
                 Your
                 Conscience
                 stifle
                 now
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 against
                 you
                 will
                 be
                 call'd
              
               
                 One
                 day
                 ,
                 and
                 make
                 you
                 bow
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 though
                 you
                 think
                 to
                 silence
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 that
                 he
                 cannot
                 speak
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Yet
                 in
                 the
                 Judgment-day
                 he
                 'll
                 rouse
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 make
                 your
                 hearts
                 to
                 ake
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 If
                 you
                 live
                 not
                 up
                 to
                 your
                 Light
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 fear
                 what
                 will
                 ensue
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 when
                 he
                 doth
                 receive
                 more
                 sight
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 quickly
                 will
                 renew
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 His
                 dread
                 Commission
                 from
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 you
                 condemn'd
                 shall
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 If
                 he
                 accuses
                 by
                 God's
                 Word
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 help
                 there
                 is
                 for
                 thee
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Unless
                 thou
                 dost
                 leave
                 off
                 thy
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 end
                 the
                 bitter
                 strife
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 'll
                 make
                 thee
                 quickly
                 to
                 cry
                 out
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 weary
                 of
                 thy
                 life
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 But
                 O
                 how
                 happy
                 is
                 the
                 Man
              
               
                 That
                 Conscience
                 by
                 God's
                 Word
              
               
                 Doth
                 quite
                 discharge
                 from
                 guilt
                 of
                 sin
              
               
                 In
                 sight
                 of
                 the
                 bless'd
                 Lord
                 !
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 From
                 this
                 great
                 Witness
                 none
                 can
                 fly
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 also
                 appear
              
               
                 At
                 the
                 last
                 day
                 ,
                 and
                 will
                 accuse
                 ,
              
               
                 Or
                 otherwise
                 will
                 clear
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             118.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               Sing
               this
               as
               the
               Hundredth
               Psalm
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 IF
                 Conscience
                 is
                 become
                 my
                 Friend
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 chearfully
                 doth
                 speak
                 to
                 me
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 I
                 do
                 to
                 his
                 motions
                 bend
                 ,
              
               
                 No
                 matter
                 though
                 I
                 hated
                 be
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 No
                 matter
                 't
                 is
                 who
                 doth
                 revile
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 Conscience
                 doth
                 his
                 witness
                 bear
              
               
                 For
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 doth
                 upon
                 us
                 smile
                 ,
              
               
                 Most
                 easie
                 will
                 all
                 things
                 appear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 If
                 Conscience
                 now
                 doth
                 give
                 us
                 rest
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 all
                 burthens
                 sets
                 us
                 free
                 ,
              
               
                 Again
                 we
                 would
                 not
                 be
                 opprest
              
               
                 In
                 the
                 old
                 bonds
                 of
                 misery
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 For
                 Kingdoms
                 ,
                 nor
                 for
                 Crowns
                 of
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               
                 Such
                 inward
                 joy
                 doth
                 he
                 afford
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 nothing
                 can
                 the
                 lame
                 unfold
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 so
                 aboundeth
                 in
                 the
                 Lord.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 Conscience
                 which
                 with
                 
                   peecious
                   Food
                
              
               
                 Doth
                 feed
                 God's
                 Saints
                 continually
                 ;
              
               
                 Its
                 Dainties
                 also
                 are
                 so
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 other
                 Sweets
                 they
                 do
                 defie
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 6
              
               
                 This
                 Banquet
                 lasting
                 is
                 also
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 here
                 they
                 feast
                 both
                 night
                 and
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 all
                 supplies
                 they
                 meet
                 with
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 none
                 their
                 joys
                 can
                 take
                 away
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 Conscience
                 which
                 doth
                 chearful
                 make
              
               
                 When
                 Saints
                 possessed
                 are
                 with
                 grief
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 when
                 they
                 suffer
                 for
                 his
                 sake
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 brings
                 them
                 joy
                 and
                 sweet
                 relief
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 When
                 Troubles
                 rise
                 and
                 do
                 encrease
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Sinners
                 to
                 the
                 Mountains
                 fly
                 ,
              
               
                 Conscience
                 to
                 Saints
                 doth
                 speak
                 much
                 peace
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 makes
                 them
                 sing
                 when
                 they
                 do
                 die
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 When
                 others
                 do
                 amazed
                 stand
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 place
                 of
                 shelter
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 have
                 we
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Conscience
                 will
                 lend
                 us
                 a
                 hand
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 may
                 hide
                 our selves
                 in
                 thee
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 safe
                 Chambers
                 lock
                 us
                 up
              
               
                 Whilst
                 all
                 the
                 Troubles
                 here
                 shall
                 last
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 free
                 us
                 from
                 the
                 bitter
                 cup
              
               
                 'Till
                 all
                 the
                 indignation's
                 past
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 At
                 Death
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 the
                 Judgment-day
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 would
                 Men
                 give
                 for
                 such
                 a
                 Friend
                 ?
              
               
               
                 All
                 those
                 which
                 do
                 him
                 disobey
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 'll
                 find
                 themselves
                 undone
                 it
                 '
                 th'
                 end
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 How
                 will
                 such
                 Souls
                 repent
                 too
                 late
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 wofully
                 will
                 howl
                 and
                 cry
                 !
              
               
                 But
                 whilst
                 such
                 do
                 condole
                 their
                 sate
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Souls
                 shall
                 sing
                 continually
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 In
                 joyful
                 Hymns
                 unto
                 our
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 has
                 preserved
                 us
                 from
                 harms
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 ever
                 will
                 protect
                 us
                 still
              
               
                 From
                 Satan's
                 base
                 alluring
                 Charms
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           Sixth
           Part.
           
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           VII
           .
           Containing
           several
           SACRED
           HYMNS
           ,
           Setting
           forth
           .
           The
           Glory
           of
           God's
           CHURCH
           :
           Likewise
           Of
           Afflictions
           ,
           the
           Day
           of
           Grace
           ;
           And
           of
           the
           four
           last
           things
           ,
           
             viz.
             Death
          
           and
           
             Judgment
             ,
             Heaven
          
           and
           Hell.
           
        
         
           
             HYMN
             119.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               87.
               3.
               
            
             
               Glorious
               things
               are
               spoken
               of
               thee
               ,
               O
               City
               of
               God.
               
            
          
           
             
               GLorious
               things
               are
               spread
               abroad
            
             
               Of
               Sion
               ,
               far
               and
               near
               ,
            
             
               That
               blessed
               City
               of
               our
               God
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               beauty
               is
               most
               rare
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               There
               is
               a
               quiet
               stream
               makes
               glad
            
             
               The
               City
               of
               the
               Lord
               ;
            
             
             
               His
               presence
               will
               secure
               her
               peace
               ,
            
             
               And
               timely
               help
               afford
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Her
               Building
               is
               of
               Precious-stone
               ,
            
             
               Her
               Foundation
               's
               sure
               ;
            
             
               No
               Jasper
               ever
               hath
               so
               shone
            
             
               Like
               it
               ,
               it
               is
               so
               pure
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               'T
               is
               God
               who
               did
               this
               City
               raise
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               will
               it
               repair
               ,
            
             
               That
               it
               may
               be
               to
               his
               high
               praise
               ,
            
             
               Himself
               also
               dwells
               there
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               It
               is
               his
               Dwelling-place
               below
               ,
            
             
               The
               Palace
               of
               our
               King
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               great
               Kings
               shall
               Gifts
               bestow
               ,
            
             
               To
               make
               her
               glory
               ring
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Throughout
               the
               Earth
               ,
               to
               such
               degree
            
             
               Shall
               she
               her
               beauty
               spread
               ;
            
             
               Her
               glory
               shall
               by
               great
               and
               small
            
             
               Be
               much
               admired
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Then
               sing
               ,
               ye
               Saints
               ,
               lift
               up
               your
               voice
               ,
            
             
               Who
               do
               in
               Sion
               dwell
               ;
            
             
               What
               People
               like
               unto
               you
               are
               ,
            
             
               O
               happy
               Israel
               !
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             120.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               5.
               1.
               
            
             
               
                 Now
                 will
                 I
                 sing
                 to
                 my
                 Well-beloved
                 a
                 Song
                 of
                 my
                 Beloved
                 ,
                 touching
                 his
                 Vineyard
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               NOw
               even
               will
               I
               sing
               a
               Song
            
             
               To
               my
               Beloved
               dear
               ,
            
             
               A
               Song
               of
               his
               own
               Vineyard
               't
               is
            
             
               Which
               he
               hath
               planted
               here
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               My
               Beloved
               he
               a
               Vineyard
               hath
            
             
               In
               a
               most
               fruitful
               Hill
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               also
               fenc'd
               it
               about
            
             
               With
               care
               and
               greatest
               skill
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               He
               planted
               it
               with
               the
               choice
               Vine
               ,
            
             
               And
               built
               a
               Tower
               too
               ,
            
             
               Where
               he
               doth
               dwell
               ,
               who
               is
               divine
               ,
            
             
               This
               doth
               its
               glory
               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
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Useless
                 to
                 it
                 ,
                 so
                 that
                 they
                 might
              
               
                 To
                 it
                 no
                 good
                 afford
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 take
                 heed
                 and
                 fear
              
               
                 Lest
                 you
                 should
                 barren
                 prove
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 if
                 you
                 do
                 ,
                 God
                 may
                 from
                 you
              
               
                 His
                 presence
                 quite
                 remove
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 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.
             
          
           
             
               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
            
             
               〈◊〉
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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
               heretosore
               .
            
          
           
             
               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.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               1.
               20.
               
            
             
               The
               Golden
               Candle-sticks
               are
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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.
             
          
           
             
               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
               like
               the
               Flower
               in
               the
               Spring
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               beauty
               's
               very
               rare
               ;
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               Birds
               in
               Summer
               sing
               ,
            
             
               We
               may
               our selves
               compare
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               glory
               of
               the
               Flowers
               fail
               ,
            
             
               The
               Summer
               ends
               also
               ;
            
             
               The
               Birds
               do
               then
               themselves
               bewail
               ,
            
             
               And
               know
               not
               what
               to
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Blossom
               withers
               soon
               away
               ,
            
             
               Like
               
               Jonah's
               Gourd
               't
               is
               gone
               ;
            
             
               So
               we
               sprout
               up
               ,
               and
               shall
               not
               stay
               ,
            
             
               Our
               lives
               will
               soon
               be
               done
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             127.
             
          
           
             
               Rom.
               8.
               17.
               
            
             
               If
               Children
               ,
               then
               Heirs
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               IF
               we
               are
               Children
               of
               the
               Lord
            
             
               By
               being
               born
               again
               ,
            
             
               Then
               are
               we
               also
               Heirs
               with
               Christ
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               him
               we
               shall
               reign
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               He
               that
               's
               an
               Heir
               to
               a
               great
               King
               ,
            
             
               He
               is
               a
               Prince
               by
               birth
               ;
            
             
               And
               so
               is
               each
               true
               Child
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               The
               holy
               Scripture
               saith
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Heir
               shall
               the
               Inheritance
            
             
               At
               last
               Possession
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               shall
               all
               Believers
               too
            
             
               The
               Crown
               at
               last
               receive
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               as
               the
               Heir
               must
               wait
               awhile
            
             
               Until
               he
               comes
               to
               age
               ,
            
             
               So
               must
               we
               all
               with
               patience
               wait
            
             
               Till
               we
               have
               run
               our
               stage
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Heir
               is
               likely
               richly
               cloath'd
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               it
               is
               he
               's
               known
               ;
            
             
               So
               all
               God's
               Saints
               with
               holiness
            
             
               Are
               cloathed
               ev'ry
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               Heir
               ,
               as
               the
               Birth-right
               of
               old
               ,
            
             
               The
               Blessing
               had
               always
               ;
            
             
               So
               all
               the
               Saints
               chief
               Blessings
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               sing
               God's
               praise
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             128.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Cor.
               9.
               
            
             
               So
               run
               that
               ye
               may
               obtain
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HE
               that
               the
               Prize
               doth
               think
               to
               have
               ,
            
             
               Must
               take
               the
               greatest
               care
            
             
               To
               set
               out
               timely
               ,
               must
               begin
            
             
               Before
               old
               age
               draws
               near
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               He
               that
               would
               win
               the
               Prize
               also
               ,
            
             
               Must
               know
               what
               way
               to
               run
               ;
            
             
             
               And
               must
               hold
               out
               ,
               not
               weary
               be
               ,
            
             
               Until
               the
               Prize
               he
               's
               won
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               All
               weights
               he
               must
               cast
               off
               with
               speed
               ,
            
             
               And
               temp'rate
               also
               be
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               he
               'll
               saint
               ,
               and
               never
               will
            
             
               God's
               blessed
               Kingdom
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Such
               who
               do
               run
               a
               race
               ,
               sometimes
            
             
               Have
               many
               Lookers
               on
               ;
            
             
               Both
               Men
               and
               Angels
               view
               the
               Saints
               ,
            
             
               And
               mind
               how
               they
               do
               run
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               They
               who
               do
               run
               an
               earthly
               Race
               ,
            
             
               Run
               for
               some
               earthly
               thing
               ;
            
             
               But
               ev'ry
               Saint
               that
               gains
               the
               Prize
               ,
            
             
               Shall
               Crown'd
               be
               as
               a
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               then
               ,
               ye
               Saints
               ,
               run
               you
               apace
            
             
               In
               ways
               of
               Piety
               ;
            
             
               Gird
               up
               your
               Loyns
               ,
               and
               nothing
               fear
               ,
            
             
               Look
               up
               ,
               lift
               up
               your
               Eye
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               Prize
               to
               see
               :
               Ah!
               't
               is
               your
               own
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               you
               end
               your
               days
               ,
            
             
               You
               shall
               receive
               it
               ,
               therefore
               now
            
             
               Break
               forth
               and
               sing
               God's
               praise
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             129.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               11.
               13.
               
            
             
               They
               confessed
               they
               were
               Strangers
               and
               Pilgrims
               on
               the
               Earth
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               we
               are
               Pilgrims
               on
               the
               Earth
               ,
            
             
               As
               all
               our
               Fathers
               were
               ;
            
             
               For
               this
               is
               not
               our
               dwelling-place
               ,
            
             
               No
               '
               biding
               for
               us
               here
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               As
               Pilgrims
               go
               up
               hill
               and
               down
               ,
            
             
               And
               meet
               with
               troubles
               do
               ;
            
             
               So
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               Saints
               ,
               while
               they
               are
               here
               ,
            
             
               Do
               many
               sorrows
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               A
               Pilgrim
               is
               a
               Stranger
               in
            
             
               Those
               places
               where
               he
               lyes
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               is
               not
               taken
               with
            
             
               Those
               things
               which
               he
               espyes
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Or
               doth
               behold
               where
               he
               doth
               come
               :
            
             
               What
               are
               these
               things
               to
               me
               ?
            
             
               Saith
               a
               poor
               Saint
               ;
               I
               must
               be
               gone
               ,
            
             
               I
               better
               things
               do
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               A
               Pilgrim
               loves
               good
               company
               ,
            
             
               Don't
               care
               to
               go
               alone
               ;
            
             
               So
               do
               God's
               Saints
               delight
               in
               such
            
             
               Who
               do
               Christ
               Jesus
               own
               ;
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               walk
               with
               them
               in
               the
               same
               way
               ,
            
             
               If
               that
               they
               be
               sincere
               ,
            
             
             
               They
               prize
               their
               precious
               company
               ,
            
             
               They
               helpful
               to
               each
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               A
               Pilgrim
               ,
               when
               he
               's
               come
               near
               home
               ,
            
             
               He
               greatly
               doth
               rejoyce
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               such
               Saints
               whose
               work
               's
               near
               done
               ,
            
             
               Lift
               up
               with
               joy
               their
               voice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             130.
             
          
           
             
               Job
               9.
               34.
               
            
             
               Let
               him
               take
               his
               Rod
               from
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               if
               we
               do
               thy
               Word
               transgress
               ,
            
             
               And
               against
               thee
               offend
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               chastise
               us
               ,
               more
               or
               less
               ,
            
             
               By
               tryals
               thou
               dost
               send
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               But
               thou
               wilt
               not
               thy
               love
               remove
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Covenant
               is
               sure
               ;
            
             
               'T
               is
               but
               our
               Souls
               to
               try
               and
               prove
            
             
               To
               make
               us
               all
               more
               pure
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Fathers
               ,
               we
               know
               ,
               have
               divers
               Rods
               ,
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               offence
               may
               be
               ,
            
             
               They
               lighter
               or
               the
               heavier
               strike
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               likewise
               doth
               he
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               'T
               is
               always
               for
               our
               good
               we
               know
            
             
               He
               puts
               our
               Souls
               to
               grief
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               great
               bowels
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               dost
               show
               ,
            
             
               And
               sends
               us
               then
               relief
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               O
               then
               ,
               ye
               Saints
               ,
               don't
               think
               it
               strange
            
             
               That
               God
               his
               Rod
               doth
               use
               ,
            
             
               But
               bear
               it
               ,
               and
               give
               praise
               to
               him
               ,
            
             
               And
               mark
               what
               next
               ensues
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               After
               he
               hath
               you
               try'd
               ,
               ye
               shall
            
             
               Come
               forth
               like
               pure
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               Afflictions
               to
               you
               all
            
             
               God
               will
               his
               love
               unfold
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             131.
             
          
           
             
               Lam.
               3.
               2.
               
            
             
               And
               brought
               me
               into
               darkness
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               DArkness
               sometimes
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               doth
               invade
            
             
               The
               Children
               of
               the
               Day
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               we
               should
               ,
               when
               we
               want
               sweet
               Light
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               upon
               thee
               stay
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Sun
               sometimes
               is
               hid
               from
               us
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               with
               us
               't
               is
               Night
               ;
            
             
               So
               Darkness
               doth
               upon
               us
               seize
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               have
               lost
               the
               sight
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Of
               thee
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               if
               thou
               art
               hid
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               can't
               see
               thy
               face
               ;
            
             
               O
               then
               't
               is
               night
               ,
               and
               we
               bewail
            
             
               Our
               sad
               and
               woful
               case
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               But
               though
               dark
               Clouds
               do
               cover
               us
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               are
               in
               the
               night
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               will
               our
               Sun
               rise
               up
               and
               shine
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               shall
               have
               sweet
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               But
               O
               how
               sad
               and
               comfortless
            
             
               Is
               it
               i
               ▪
               th'
               dark
               to
               dwell
               !
            
             
               But
               what
               's
               the
               darkness
               Saints
               see
               here
               ,
            
             
               To
               th'
               darkness
               that
               's
               in
               Hell
               !
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Then
               do
               not
               mourn
               ,
               ye
               gracious
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               Your
               darkness
               soon
               will
               fly
               ,
            
             
               And
               you
               shall
               precious
               Light
               enjoy
            
             
               Unto
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             132.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               4.
               6.
               
            
             
               
                 A
                 Covert
                 from
                 the
                 Storm
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               SAd
               Storms
               and
               Tempests
               we
               expect
            
             
               Whilst
               Winter-days
               do
               last
               ;
            
             
               And
               so
               do
               Saints
               ,
               whilst
               they
               are
               here
               ,
            
             
               Look
               for
               a
               piercing
               blast
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               As
               by
               some
               certain
               Signs
               Men
               know
            
             
               A
               Storm
               is
               very
               near
               ,
            
             
               So
               do
               thy
               Saints
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               likewise
            
             
               Foresee
               their
               troubles
               here
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               therefore
               should
               prepare
               for
               them
            
             
               By
               warning
               thou
               dost
               give
               ,
            
             
               And
               carefully
               their
               lives
               amend
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               more
               godly
               live
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               also
               with
               the
               greatest
               care
            
             
               Haste
               to
               their
               hiding-place
            
             
             
               By
               Faith
               and
               Prayer
               get
               into
               thee
               ;
            
             
               For
               whilst
               they
               see
               thy
               face
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               do
               enjoy
               thy
               presence
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               They
               nothing
               need
               to
               fear
               ;
            
             
               But
               we
               ,
               alas
               ,
               through
               unbelief
               ,
            
             
               Astonish'd
               often
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               let
               us
               know
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               pray
               ,
            
             
               That
               Ship
               can
               never
               sink
            
             
               In
               which
               the
               blessed
               Jesus
               is
               ,
            
             
               Whatever
               we
               may
               think
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               In
               this
               also
               much
               comfort
               lyes
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               canst
               the
               Winds
               command
               ,
            
             
               And
               still
               the
               Seas
               ,
               and
               make
               a
               calm
            
             
               By
               thy
               own
               mighty
               hand
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             133.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               42.
               7.
               
            
             
               All
               thy
               Floods
               and
               Waves
               are
               gone
               over
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Floods
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               the
               Floods
               do
               rise
               ,
            
             
               They
               roar
               ,
               and
               make
               a
               noise
               ;
            
             
               The
               Floods
               break
               out
               and
               swell
               a●●in
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               list
               up
               their
               voice
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               There
               's
               many
               Waters
               we
               do
               see
            
             
               That
               threaten
               us
               full
               sore
               ;
            
             
               The
               wicked
               rage
               and
               swell
               in
               wrath
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               still
               more
               and
               more
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               They
               all
               conspire
               with
               one
               heart
            
             
               How
               they
               may
               thee
               withstand
               ;
            
             
               Arise
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               and
               take
               our
               part
               ,
            
             
               They
               are
               in
               league
               and
               band
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Tents
               of
               all
               the
               Edomites
               ,
            
             
               The
               Ishmaelites
               also
               ,
            
             
               The
               Hagarens
               and
               the
               Moabites
               ,
            
             
               With
               divers
               others
               too
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Gebal
               with
               Amon
               ,
               and
               likewise
            
             
               Doth
               Amaleck
               conspire
               ;
            
             
               The
               Philistines
               against
               thee
               rise
               ,
            
             
               With
               them
               that
               dwell
               at
               Tyre
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               thou
               who
               sits
               upon
               the
               Floods
            
             
               To
               rule
               and
               govern
               all
               ,
            
             
               Break
               forth
               upon
               thine
               Enemies
               ,
            
             
               And
               give
               them
               their
               last
               fall
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             134.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 ONe
                 grief
                 ,
                 and
                 then
                 another
                 doth
              
               
                 Like
                 Clouds
                 their
                 Waters
                 pour
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Floods
                 of
                 cursed
                 evil
                 Men
              
               
                 Do
                 threaten
                 to
                 devour
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thy
                 People
                 all
                 :
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 look
                 down
                 !
              
               
                 Rebuke
                 them
                 in
                 thy
                 wrath
                 !
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 our
                 hope
                 and
                 our
                 defence
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 stretch
                 thine
                 Arm
                 now
                 forth
                 ,
              
            
             
               
               
                 3
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 them
                 know
                 they
                 are
                 but
                 Men
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 must
                 subject
                 to
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 What
                 evil
                 they
                 intend
                 to
                 do
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 it
                 prevented
                 be
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 And
                 we
                 will
                 lift
                 thy
                 Name
                 on
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 them
                 we
                 will
                 not
                 fear
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 thou
                 wilt
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 our
                 sins
                 forgive
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 for
                 our
                 help
                 appear
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             135.
             
          
           
             
               Heb.
               3.
               7.
               
            
             
               To
               day
               if
               you
               will
               hear
               his
               voice
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               TO
               day
               ,
               O
               hear
               God's
               gracious
               Call
               ,
            
             
               O
               don't
               the
               time
               delay
               !
            
             
               The
               morrow
               you
               must
               not
               boast
               of
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               now
               whilst
               't
               is
               to
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Night
               is
               no
               time
               to
               do
               work
               in
               ,
            
             
               And
               Night
               will
               soon
               be
               here
               ;
            
             
               O
               then
               repent
               and
               leave
               your
               sin
               I
            
             
               To
               Jesus
               lend
               your
               Ear.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               To
               Day
               ,
               whilst
               the
               sweet
               Sun
               doth
               shine
               ,
            
             
               O
               hearken
               to
               God's
               Word
               !
            
             
               Now
               whilst
               you
               have
               the
               Means
               of
               Grace
               ,
            
             
               Turn
               ye
               unto
               the
               Lord.
               
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Morning
               of
               your
               Day
               is
               gone
               ,
            
             
               Nay
               't
               is
               already
               Noon
               ;
            
             
               The
               Evening
               too
               is
               coming
               on
               ,
            
             
               And
               here
               it
               will
               be
               soon
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               Your
               Sun
               begins
               to
               draw
               full
               low
               ,
            
             
               And
               quickly
               will
               go
               down
               ;
            
             
               Rouze
               up
               and
               do
               your
               work
               apace
               ,
            
             
               Before
               your
               Day
               is
               gone
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             136.
             
          
           
             
               Mat.
               12.
               20.
               
            
             
               A
               bruised
               Reed
               shall
               he
               not
               break
               ,
               and
               smoaking
               Flax
               shall
               he
               not
               quench
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THat
               Soul
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               in
               whom's
               begun
            
             
               The
               blessed
               work
               of
               Grace
               ,
            
             
               Tho'
               he
               may
               droop
               ,
               and
               broken
               be
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               shall
               behold
               thy
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               feeble
               and
               desponding
               Soul
            
             
               That
               's
               like
               a
               bruised
               Reed
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               take
               pity
               upon
               ,
            
             
               And
               soon
               supply
               his
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Altho'
               he
               's
               like
               to
               smoaking
               Flax
               ,
            
             
               Where
               little
               fire
               is
               seen
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               he
               shall
               see
               that
               work
               go
               on
            
             
               Which
               shall
               destroy
               his
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Grace
               at
               the
               first
               seems
               to
               be
               small
               ,
            
             
               Which
               makes
               the
               Soul
               to
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               That
               in
               him
               there
               is
               none
               at
               all
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               thou
               wilt
               bring
               him
               out
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               all
               his
               fears
               ,
               and
               he
               shall
               have
            
             
               A
               glorious
               victory
               ,
            
             
               And
               triumph
               shall
               in
               Songs
               of
               Praise
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             137.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Cor.
               15.
               36.
               
            
             
               Thou
               Fool
               ,
               that
               which
               thou
               sowest
               is
               not
               quickned
               ,
               unless
               it
               die
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LIke
               as
               the
               Seed
               which
               Men
               do
               sow
            
             
               Some
               time
               lyes
               in
               the
               Earth
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               it
               sprouts
               ,
               and
               we
               all
               see
            
             
               A
               Resurrection
               hath
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               Seed
               ,
               unless
               it
               die
               ,
            
             
               It
               is
               not
               quickened
               ;
            
             
               So
               we
               first
               die
               ,
               and
               afterwards
            
             
               Are
               raised
               from
               the
               dead
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Death
               doth
               approach
               ,
               all
               Men
               must
               die
               ,
            
             
               And
               turn
               unto
               the
               dust
               ;
            
             
               The
               Grave
               that
               is
               the
               House
               for
               all
               ,
            
             
               And
               thither
               go
               we
               must
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Uncertain
               is
               the
               time
               of
               death
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               certain
               all
               must
               die
               ;
            
             
               And
               certain
               't
               is
               when
               death
               doth
               come
               ,
            
             
               Comes
               in
               eternity
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               No
               Mortal
               can
               himself
               deliver
            
             
               From
               th'
               power
               of
               the
               Grave
               ;
            
             
               And
               as
               we
               die
               ,
               so
               we
               are
               sure
            
             
               Another
               life
               to
               have
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 The
                 Resurrection-day
                 will
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 we
                 shall
                 rise
                 again
                 ;
              
               
               
                 Remember
                 well
                 the
                 Day
                 of
                 Doom
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 where
                 you
                 must
                 remain
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 For
                 if
                 in
                 sin
                 at
                 last
                 you
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 Hell
                 you
                 shall
                 be
                 cast
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 if
                 in
                 Christ
                 you
                 fall
                 asleep
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 happiness
                 will
                 last
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 For
                 evermore
                 ;
                 you
                 shall
                 then
                 be
              
               
                 With
                 Christ
                 and
                 holy
                 Men
                 ,
              
               
                 Where
                 you
                 shall
                 with
                 the
                 Angels
                 sing
              
               
                 All
                 praise
                 to
                 God
                 ,
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Blessed
                 are
                 they
                 who
                 in
                 the
                 Lord
              
               
                 At
                 last
                 do
                 come
                 to
                 die
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 as
                 all
                 such
                 from
                 labour
                 rest
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 shall
                 assuredly
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 At
                 the
                 great
                 day
                 ,
                 when
                 Christ
                 appears
                 ,
              
               
                 Appear
                 in
                 glory
                 bright
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 God's
                 Kingdom
                 shall
                 henceforth
              
               
                 Shine
                 like
                 the
                 Morning
                 light
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Then
                 do
                 not
                 mourn
                 for
                 such
                 who
                 die
              
               
                 In
                 Christ
                 their
                 dearest
                 Friend
                 ;
              
               
                 Their
                 gain
                 is
                 great
                 ,
                 of
                 all
                 their
                 grief
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 final
                 end
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             138.
             
          
           
             
               1
               Thess.
               4.
               14.
               
            
             
               Them
               that
               sleep
               in
               Jesus
               ,
               will
               God
               bring
               with
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               DEath
               is
               a
               sleep
               ,
               it
               is
               a
               rest
            
             
               From
               all
               our
               labour
               here
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Saints
               it
               is
               the
               best
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               it
               will
               appear
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               They
               fall
               asleep
               in
               a
               sweet
               place
               ,
            
             
               They
               sleep
               in
               Jesus
               do
               ;
            
             
             
               They
               Union
               have
               with
               him
               through
               Grace
               ,
            
             
               Which
               death
               can't
               overthrow
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Death
               can't
               dissolve
               that
               blessed
               Knot
               ,
            
             
               That
               union
               doth
               remain
               ,
            
             
               And
               unto
               Jesus
               Christ
               do
               go
               ,
            
             
               Death
               unto
               Saints
               is
               gain
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               though
               the
               Sinner
               falls
               asleep
               ,
            
             
               His
               sleep
               is
               troublesome
               ;
            
             
               His
               Spirits
               shall
               no
               rest
               receive
            
             
               Till
               the
               last
               day
               doth
               come
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               But
               under
               wrath
               and
               dreadful
               Ire
            
             
               His
               Spirit
               then
               shall
               lye
               ;
            
             
               When
               death
               dos
               come
               ,
               he
               feels
               Hell-fire
               ,
            
             
               He
               sleeps
               in
               misery
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               'T
               is
               but
               one
               part
               that
               taketh
               rest
               ,
            
             
               That
               Sleep
               too
               soon
               will
               o're
               ,
            
             
               When
               God
               will
               on
               Body
               and
               Soul
            
             
               Eternal
               vengeance
               pour
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             139.
             
          
           
             
               Phil.
               1.
               13.
               
            
             
               
                 Having
                 a
                 desire
                 to
                 depart
                 and
                 be
                 with
                 Christ
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               DEpart
               from
               what
               ?
               and
               whither
               go
               ?
            
             
               But
               why
               art
               in
               such
               haste
               ?
            
             
               O
               't
               is
               because
               thou
               well
               didst
               know
            
             
               How
               sweet
               Christ's
               love
               doth
               taste
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Depart
               from
               Earth
               ,
               and
               go
               to
               Heav'n
               ,
            
             
               From
               Saints
               that
               dwell
               below
               ,
            
             
               To
               them
               to
               whom
               bless'd
               Crowns
               are
               given
               ,
            
             
               Who
               do
               no
               sorrow
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Depart
               from
               Sin
               and
               Suffering
               ,
            
             
               To
               go
               to
               lasting
               bliss
               ;
            
             
             
               From
               being
               Poor
               ,
               to
               be
               a
               King
               !
            
             
               What
               change
               is
               there
               like
               this
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               yet
               thou
               must
               wait
               till
               the
               time
            
             
               That
               God
               prefixed
               hath
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               thou
               shalt
               depart
               in
               peace
               ,
            
             
               And
               have
               the
               end
               of
               Faith.
               
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               happy
               Man
               ,
               thou
               art
               the
               Lord's
               ,
            
             
               Let
               death
               come
               when
               it
               will
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               thy
               precious
               Soul
               at
               last
            
             
               Will
               with
               his
               glory
               fill
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             140.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               49.
               14.
               
            
             
               And
               the
               Righteous
               shall
               have
               dominion
               over
               them
               in
               the
               morning
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Morning
               comes
               when
               Night
               is
               gone
               ,
            
             
               The
               Night
               is
               now
               far
               spent
               ;
            
             
               The
               Resurrection
               day
               comes
               on
               ,
            
             
               When
               Jesus
               shall
               be
               sent
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               To
               call
               the
               Dead
               out
               of
               their
               Graves
               ,
            
             
               That
               is
               the
               Morning
               sure
            
             
               Which
               will
               not
               have
               another
               Night
               ,
            
             
               That
               Day
               will
               last
               for
               ever
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Sun
               will
               rise
               ,
               and
               ne're
               go
               down
               '
            
             
               And
               then
               thou
               shalt
               awake
            
             
               Out
               of
               thy
               Bed
               ,
               and
               have
               a
               Crown
            
             
               That
               will
               thee
               happy
               make
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               wast
               of
               no
               esteem
               on
               Earth
               ,
            
             
               But
               a
               poor
               Underlin
               ;
            
             
               But
               shalt
               at
               last
               dominion
               have
            
             
               When
               that
               day
               doth
               begin
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               It
               will
               a
               Morning
               be
               in
               which
            
             
               No
               Clouds
               shall
               more
               appear
               ;
            
             
             
               Thy
               Sun
               shall
               rise
               ,
               and
               shine
               he
               shall
            
             
               Beyond
               all
               shinings
               here
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               wait
               ,
               ye
               ▪
               Saints
               ,
               then
               for
               the
               Morn
               !
            
             
               Look
               up
               ,
               it
               is
               ev'n
               day
               !
            
             
               Break
               forth
               and
               sing
               all
               Saints
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               Who
               dwell
               in
               House
               of
               Clay
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Your
               day
               doth
               hasten
               on
               apace
               ,
            
             
               Look
               up
               ,
               lift
               up
               your
               Eyes
               ,
            
             
               The
               Morning
               comes
               when
               you
               shall
               rule
            
             
               O're
               all
               your
               Enemies
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             141.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               20.
               12.
               
            
             
               
                 And
                 I
                 saw
                 the
                 dead
                 ,
                 small
                 and
                 great
                 ,
                 stand
                 before
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Books
                 were
                 opened
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HArk
               how
               the
               mighty
               Trumpet
               sounds
               ,
            
             
               The
               Judge
               is
               on
               the
               Throne
               !
            
             
               Now
               joy
               to
               Saints
               shall
               much
               abound
               ,
            
             
               But
               hark
               how
               Sinners
               groan
               !
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Now
               ,
               now
               the
               Books
               shall
               opened
               be
               ,
            
             
               The
               Judgment-day
               is
               come
               ;
            
             
               And
               Christ
               will
               judge
               impartially
               ,
            
             
               And
               Sinners
               shall
               be
               dumb
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Nothing
               to
               say
               :
               Ah!
               no
               excuse
               ●
            
             
               All
               silent
               ,
               all
               are
               mute
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               the
               Sentence
               now
               receive
               ,
            
             
               Which
               wrath
               will
               execute
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Rejoyce
               ,
               ye
               Saints
               ,
               for
               Christ
               will
               say
               ,
            
             
               O
               Come
               who
               are
               blessed
               !
            
             
               Ye
               blessed
               of
               my
               Father
               ,
               now
            
             
               With
               joy
               lift
               up
               your
               head
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               take
               the
               Kingdom
               long
               prepar'd
            
             
               For
               you
               :
               But
               ah
               !
               alas
               !
            
             
             
               The
               wicked
               then
               will
               houl
               and
               cry
            
             
               To
               see
               their
               woful
               case
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             142.
             
             Of
             Heaven
             .
          
           
             
               2
               Tim.
               4.
               8.
               
            
             
               
                 Henceforth
                 there
                 is
                 laid
                 up
                 for
                 me
                 a
                 Crown
                 of
                 Righteousness
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               NO
               sooner
               shall
               the
               Judgment
               end
               ,
            
             
               But
               Saints
               shall
               crowned
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               shine
               they
               shall
               in
               glorious
               Robes
            
             
               Unto
               eternity
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Then
               shall
               we
               see
               the
               blessed
               One
            
             
               Who
               crowned
               was
               with
               Thorns
               ,
            
             
               Who
               shed
               for
               us
               his
               precious
               Blood
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Heart
               was
               broke
               with
               scorns
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Him
               whom
               our
               Souls
               so
               dearly
               love
               ,
            
             
               We
               all
               shall
               shortly
               see
            
             
               With
               open
               face
               ,
               and
               shall
               above
            
             
               With
               him
               for
               ever
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               That
               Man
               that
               here
               met
               with
               disgrace
               ,
            
             
               We
               there
               shall
               see
               so
               bright
               ,
            
             
               That
               Angels
               can't
               behold
               his
               face
            
             
               For
               its
               exceeding
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               What
               gladness
               will
               possess
               our
               heart
            
             
               When
               we
               shall
               see
               these
               things
               !
            
             
               For
               light
               and
               life
               in
               ev'ry
               part
            
             
               Will
               rise
               like
               lasting
               Springs
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Next
               unto
               Christ
               we
               shall
               behold
            
             
               Saints
               Souls
               in
               glory
               shine
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Bodies
               shall
               be
               made
               like
               his
               ,
            
             
               All
               glorious
               ,
               all
               divine
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             143.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 EAch
                 Saint
                 shall
                 then
                 shine
                 more
                 or
                 less
              
               
                 In
                 Crowns
                 excelling
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               
                 Triumph
                 they
                 shall
                 in
                 heavenly
                 bliss
              
               
                 Amazing
                 to
                 behold
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 And
                 each
                 of
                 them
                 in
                 majesty
              
               
                 Shall
                 represent
                 a
                 King
                 ;
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 Angel-like
                 for
                 dignity
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 shall
                 with
                 Cherubs
                 sing
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Immortal
                 are
                 they
                 ev'ry
                 one
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 shine
                 like
                 to
                 the
                 Sun
                 ;
              
               
                 Their
                 glory
                 also
                 shall
                 abide
                 ,
              
               
                 Their
                 day
                 shall
                 ne're
                 be
                 done
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Their
                 Bodies
                 which
                 sometimes
                 were
                 torn
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Bones
                 that
                 broken
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 Jesus's
                 sake
                 he
                 will
                 adorn
              
               
                 With
                 health
                 and
                 glory
                 fair
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 They
                 shall
                 also
                 with
                 Angels
                 then
              
               
                 Joyn
                 in
                 sweet
                 harmony
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 sing
                 and
                 celebrate
                 God's
                 praise
              
               
                 Unto
                 eternity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 This
                 we
                 shall
                 hear
                 ,
                 this
                 we
                 shall
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 While
                 raptured
                 in
                 bliss
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 we
                 with
                 blessed
                 Jesus
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 What
                 happiness
                 like
                 this
                 ?
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             144.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 OUr
                 Friends
                 that
                 lived
                 Godly
                 here
              
               
                 Shall
                 there
                 he
                 found
                 again
                 ;
              
               
                 Ah!
                 we
                 shall
                 meet
                 ,
                 and
                 then
                 we
                 shall
              
               
                 Together
                 all
                 remain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 This
                 is
                 the
                 place
                 ,
                 this
                 is
                 the
                 state
              
               
                 Of
                 all
                 that
                 are
                 sincere
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 Men
                 nor
                 Angels
                 can
                 relate
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 great
                 's
                 the
                 glory
                 there
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Grace
                 here
                 doth
                 tune
                 our
                 hearts
                 and
                 tongues
              
               
                 For
                 heav'nly
                 harmony
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 sing
                 we
                 may
                 with
                 Angels
                 all
              
               
                 Unto
                 eternity
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Here
                 run
                 the
                 Chrystal
                 streams
                 of
                 Life
              
               
                 Quite
                 thorough
                 all
                 our
                 Veins
                 ;
              
               
                 Grace
                 doth
                 our
                 Souls
                 to
                 God
                 unite
                 ,
              
               
                 Like
                 glorious
                 Golden
                 Chains
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 We
                 here
                 are
                 made
                 both
                 fit
                 and
                 meet
              
               
                 For
                 that
                 Inheritance
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Where
                 we
                 shall
                 reign
                 triumphantly
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 have
                 preheminence
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Now
                 that
                 which
                 sweetens
                 all
                 is
                 this
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 glory
                 will
                 remain
                 ;
              
               
                 No
                 end
                 will
                 there
                 be
                 of
                 our
                 bliss
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 we
                 begin
                 to
                 raign
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 In
                 hopes
                 of
                 that
                 high
                 glory
                 then
              
               
                 Break
                 forth
                 ,
                 ye
                 Saints
                 ,
                 and
                 sing
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 also
                 live
                 unto
                 the
                 praise
              
               
                 Of
                 your
                 most
                 glorious
                 King.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             145.
             
             Of
             Hell.
             
          
           
             
               Mark
               9.
               46.
               
            
             
               Where
               the
               Worm
               dieth
               not
               ,
               and
               the
               Fire
               is
               not
               quenched
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               WHen
               Saints
               shall
               glorified
               be
               ,
            
             
               The
               Sinners
               pangs
               excell
               ;
            
             
               When
               Saints
               shall
               all
               in
               Heaven
               sing
               ,
            
             
               Sinners
               shall
               houl
               in
               Hell.
               
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               foolish
               Sinner
               little
               thinks
            
             
               What
               sorrows
               will
               abound
            
             
               Within
               himself
               ,
               when
               on
               the
               brink
            
             
               Of
               Tophet
               he
               is
               found
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Hell
               is
               ,
               alas
               ,
               beyond
               all
               thought
            
             
               So
               frightful
               ,
               and
               forlorn
               ;
            
             
               No
               mortal
               Creature
               can
               relate
            
             
               The
               pangs
               that
               there
               are
               born
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               God
               will
               exclude
               them
               evermore
            
             
               From
               his
               most
               blessed
               face
               :
            
             
               And
               them
               involve
               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
                 ch●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
               most
               innocent
            
             
               For
               us
               is
               ready
               slain
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               as
               Guests
               are
               hither
               sent
            
             
               To
               feed
               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
               do●●●
               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
            
             
               ALI
               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
               unto
               sin
               ,
            
             
               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
               he
               ,
            
             
               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
               trod
               ;
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               For
               if
               we
               do
               our
               sins
               confess
               ,
            
             
               Faithful
               and
               Just
               is
               he
               ,
            
             
               From
               sin
               and
               all
               unrighteousness
            
             
               To
               cleanse
               and
               set
               us
               free
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             154.
             
             Sung
             after
             Sermon
             .
          
           
             
               Psal.
               31.
               19.
               
            
             
               Great
               Goodness
               laid
               up
               ,
               and
               wrought
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               GReat
               Goodness
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               hast
               wrought
            
             
               Who
               can
               of
               it
               conceive
               ?
            
             
               And
               those
               thou
               dost
               regenerate
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               they
               do
               it
               receive
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               'T
               is
               they
               who
               are
               delivered
            
             
               From
               that
               forlorn
               estate
            
             
               They
               once
               were
               in
               when
               they
               lay
               dead
            
             
               Under
               thy
               fearful
               hate
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               'T
               is
               they
               whose
               Souls
               united
               be
            
             
               Unto
               thy self
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ;
            
             
               And
               have
               Communion
               too
               with
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               prize
               thy
               blessed
               Word
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               They
               are
               alive
               ,
               and
               love
               thee
               dear
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Image
               also
               they
            
             
               Do
               in
               their
               Souls
               most
               clearly
               bear
               ,
            
             
               And
               taste
               of
               thee
               each
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               They
               of
               Christ's
               Blood
               and
               Merits
               shall
            
             
               For
               certain
               have
               a
               part
               ;
            
             
               And
               though
               they
               sin
               ,
               they
               cannot
               fall
            
             
               From
               thee
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               in
               their
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Their
               Souls
               shall
               live
               eternally
               ,
            
             
               They
               sing
               thy
               praise
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               This
               work
               being
               wrought
               in
               our
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               We
               'll
               sing
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             155.
             
             A
             Hymn
             of
             Praise
             after
             the
             Sacrament
             .
          
           
             A
             Feast
             of
             Fat
             things
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               thou
               our
               
                 bless'd
                 Physician
              
               art
               ,
            
             
               Who
               for
               our
               Souls
               didst
               die
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               thy
               precious
               Blood
               impart
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               to
               purifie
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               When
               sin
               and
               sickness
               did
               appear
               ,
            
             
               And
               nought
               could
               do
               us
               good
               ,
            
             
               A
               Med'cine
               then
               thou
               didst
               prepare
               ,
            
             
               To
               heal
               us
               with
               thy
               Blood.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thou
               art
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               our
               glorious
               Sun
               ,
            
             
               Light
               ,
               Heat
               and
               Life
               's
               from
               thee
               ;
            
             
               And
               thou
               upon
               our
               Souls
               has
               shone
               ,
            
             
               By
               which
               we
               quickned
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               A
               Banquet
               rich
               thou
               dost
               provide
               ,
            
             
               A
               Table
               of
               Fat
               things
               ;
            
             
               To
               feast
               our
               Souls
               ,
               O
               let
               us
               eat
            
             
               And
               drink
               of
               thy
               own
               Springs
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Feast
               is
               thine
               ,
               of
               thine
               own
               cost
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lamb
               is
               of
               thy
               Fold
               ;
            
             
               It
               is
               the
               best
               in
               all
               the
               Flock
               ,
            
             
               More
               precious
               far
               than
               Gold.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               No
               spot
               in
               him
               was
               ever
               found
               ,
            
             
               No
               blemish
               ,
               but
               all
               pure
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               for
               us
               he
               had
               many
               wounds
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               wrath
               he
               did
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               He
               drank
               the
               bitter
               of
               the
               Cup
               ,
            
             
               That
               no
               wrath
               might
               remain
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               might
               drink
               in
               draughts
               of
               love
               ,
            
             
               And
               come
               to
               life
               again
               ,
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               And
               spend
               our
               days
               upon
               the
               Earth
            
             
               In
               joy
               ,
               through
               thy
               sweet
               Spirit
               ,
            
             
               Until
               we
               come
               thy
               glory
               great
            
             
               In
               Heaven
               to
               inherit
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             156.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               31.
               19.
               
            
             
               Goodness
               wrought
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOw
               great
               is
               thy
               sweet
               goodness
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               VVhich
               for
               us
               thou
               hast
               wrought
            
             
               By
               Jesus
               Christ
               ,
               our
               dearest
               Friend
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               our
               dear
               Souls
               hath
               bought
               ;
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               That
               so
               we
               might
               that
               goodness
               have
               ,
            
             
               His
               Life
               he
               did
               lay
               down
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               from
               Death
               and
               Hell
               to
               save
               ,
            
             
               And
               us
               with
               glory
               crown
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               as
               for
               us
               ,
               Christ
               wrought
               it
               out
               ,
            
             
               So
               in
               us
               we
               do
               see
            
             
               The
               Spirit
               works
               without
               all
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               convinc'd
               might
               be
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               so
               doth
               cause
               us
               for
               to
               feel
            
             
               What
               unto
               sin
               is
               due
               ,
            
             
               The
               weight
               of
               which
               would
               make
               us
               reel
               ,
            
             
               And
               vengeance
               soon
               ensue
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               But
               't
               is
               to
               heal
               that
               he
               doth
               wound
            
             
               The
               Soul
               ,
               and
               makes
               it
               cry
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               with
               speed
               he
               doth
               make
               haste
            
             
               A
               Plaister
               to
               apply
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               None
               but
               thy
               Spirit
               can
               convince
               ,
            
             
               And
               us
               for
               Grace
               prepare
               ;
            
             
               And
               we
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               may
               see
               from
               hence
            
             
               How
               helpless
               once
               we
               were
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               To
               God
               the
               Father
               ,
               and
               the
               Son
               ,
            
             
               And
               Holy
               Ghost
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               Be
               blessing
               ,
               honour
               ,
               and
               renown
               ,
            
             
               Now
               and
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             157.
             
          
           
             Sung
             after
             Sermon
             .
          
           
             
               Rom.
               1.
               6.
               
            
             
               The
               Gospel
               the
               power
               of
               God.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               WE
               of
               thy
               Gospel
               holy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Are
               not
               asham'd
               to
               own
               ;
            
             
               Because
               thy
               glory
               shines
               therein
               ,
            
             
               And
               power
               is
               made
               known
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thy
               Gospel
               is
               the
               means
               whereby
            
             
               We
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               came
               to
               believe
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               it
               does
               great
               Riches
               lye
               ,
            
             
               VVhich
               we
               by
               Faith
               receive
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               Grace
               in
               it
               does
               glorious
               shine
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               thy
               Spirit
               we
            
             
               Are
               wrought
               upon
               ,
               and
               so
               made
               thine
               ,
            
             
               And
               union
               have
               with
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               VVhat
               cause
               have
               we
               therefore
               to
               sing
            
             
               That
               we
               thy
               Gospel
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               praise
               our
               God
               and
               heav'nly
               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
            
             
               Th●
               Report
               which
               thou
               hast
               given
               ?
            
             
               Many
               will
               hear
               ,
               ●but
               few
               receive
            
             
               Th●
               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
                 ta●●st
                 him
                 once
                 again
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 he
                 in
                 thine
                 own
                 Bosom
                 's
                 laid
                 ,
              
               
                 Th●
                 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
               .
            
          
           
             
               ●Mongst
               Men
               ,
               what
               one
               wou'd
               e're
               have
               gone
            
             
               His
               Son
               thus
               to
               abase
               ,
            
             
               For
               Enemies
               that
               him
               despise
               ,
            
             
               And
               were
               in
               such
               a
               case
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Prais'd
               be
               the
               Lord
               ,
               prais'd
               be
               the
               Word
            
             
               And
               Spirit
               too
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               Sing
               praise
               will
               we
               to
               the
               bless'd
               Three
               ,
            
             
               Now
               and
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             165.
             
          
           
             Man's
             Impotency
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOw
               weak
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               is
               sinful
               Man
               ,
            
             
               O
               how
               unable's
               he
            
             
               To
               act
               or
               do
               ,
               much
               less
               to
               run
               ,
            
             
               Until
               he
               's
               drawn
               by
               thee
               !
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               We
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               have
               no
               sufficiency
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               power
               of
               our
               own
               ,
            
             
               To
               think
               so
               much
               as
               one
               good
               thought
               ,
            
             
               As
               of
               our selves
               alone
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               all
               our
               whole
               sufficiency
            
             
               Doth
               from
               the
               Lord
               proceed
               ,
            
             
               Who
               works
               in
               us
               most
               graciously
            
             
               Both
               the
               will
               and
               the
               deed
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               O
               draw
               us
               then
               our
               Saviour
               dear
            
             
               With
               thy
               strong
               Cords
               of
               Love
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               will
               we
               run
               after
               thee
            
             
               As
               fast
               as
               we
               can
               move
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               Shall
               we
               by
               thy
               own
               sovereign
               Grace
            
             
               These
               special
               drawings
               find
               ;
            
             
               Then
               shall
               we
               run
               our
               heavenly
               Race
            
             
               With
               a
               sweet
               raised
               Mind
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             166.
             
          
           
             
               Isa.
               55.
               1.
               
            
             
               Come
               ye
               to
               the
               Waters
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Come
               ,
               ye
               thirsty
               Souls
               ,
               and
               drink
               ;
            
             
               O
               Come
               ,
               do
               not
               delay
               !
            
             
               Is
               it
               not
               time
               ,
               can
               any
               think
               ,
            
             
               With
               speed
               to
               come
               away
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               precious
               Grace
               and
               Love
               divine
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               we
               adore
               thee
               do
               ,
            
             
               And
               praise
               that
               holy
               Name
               of
               thine
            
             
               From
               whence
               these
               Waters
               flow
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Waters
               of
               Life
               ,
               how
               sweet
               are
               they
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               thirsteth
               sore
               !
            
             
               O
               he
               esteemeth
               them
               each
               day
               ,
            
             
               And
               loves
               them
               more
               and
               more
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               They
               who
               of
               them
               do
               drink
               shall
               live
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               and
               shall
               never
               die
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               that
               come
               ,
               may
               them
               receive
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               not
               one
               deny
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               They
               heal
               the
               sick
               and
               wounded
               heart
            
             
               And
               give
               sight
               to
               the
               blind
               ;
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               shall
               ever
               be
               undone
            
             
               Who
               do
               these
               Waters
               find
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               All
               praise
               and
               glory
               unto
               God
            
             
               We
               have
               these
               Waters
               store
               ;
            
             
               Let
               's
               drink
               of
               them
               and
               let
               us
               live
               ,
            
             
               And
               praise
               thee
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             167.
             
          
           
             Glorious
             Light
             shining
             forth
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               NOw
               Christ
               is
               preached
               unto
               us
               ,
            
             
               His
               glorious
               Name
               made
               known
               ;
            
             
               The
               Morning-Star
               sends
               forth
               his
               light
               ,
            
             
               Dark
               Shadows
               now
               are
               gone
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Morning
               of
               that
               long'd
               for
               Day
            
             
               Will
               soon
               break
               forth
               amain
               ,
            
             
               When
               glory
               great
               shall
               fill
               the
               Earth
               ,
            
             
               And
               Jesus
               Christ
               shall
               reign
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               'T
               will
               quickly
               be
               that
               we
               shall
               sing
            
             
               A
               new
               and
               pleasant
               Song
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               exalt
               poor
               Sions
               King
               ,
            
             
               For
               whose
               sweet
               day
               we
               long
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               He
               that
               his
               Soul
               pour'd
               forth
               to
               death
               ,
            
             
               And
               dy'd
               a
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               Will
               like
               a
               Lyon
               quickly
               rouze
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               his
               Foes
               surprize
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               gracious
               Lamb
               that
               hither
               came
            
             
               For
               Sinners
               to
               be
               slain
               ,
            
             
               Is
               worthy
               of
               all
               glory
               great
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               shall
               he
               reign
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               Song
               of
               Moses
               and
               the
               Lamb
            
             
               Redeemed
               Ones
               shall
               sing
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               on
               his
               side
               be
               found
            
             
               Sincere
               in
               ev'ry
               thing
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               O
               happy
               they
               who
               thee
               have
               got
            
             
               That
               suffered
               on
               the
               Tree
               ,
            
             
               And
               count
               all
               things
               as
               Dung
               and
               Dross
            
             
               When
               once
               compar'd
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               8
            
             
               Then
               shall
               we
               find
               peace
               in
               our
               mind
            
             
               When
               thus
               we
               prize
               thy
               Name
               ;
            
             
               And
               fill●d
               shall
               we
               with
               glory
               be
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               others
               fill'd
               with
               shame
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             168.
             
          
           
             The
             panting
             Soul.
             
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ONe
               thing
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               Saints
               desire
               ,
            
             
               And
               would
               obtain
               of
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Within
               thy
               Temple
               to
               enquire
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               beauty
               there
               to
               see
               ;
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               That
               there
               may
               be
               our
               dwelling-place
               ,
            
             
               Let
               us
               this
               mercy
               crave
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               provision
               of
               thy
               Grace
            
             
               There
               daily
               also
               have
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               That
               to
               our
               joy
               we
               all
               may
               drink
            
             
               Of
               living
               lasting
               Springs
               ,
            
             
               And
               also
               know
               and
               the
               will
               do
            
             
               Of
               thee
               the
               King
               of
               Kings
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               being
               fed
               with
               living
               Bread
               ,
            
             
               May
               praise
               thy
               Name
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               Refresh'd
               from
               thee
               ,
               from
               thirsting
               free
               ,
            
             
               May
               sing
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             169.
             
          
           
             Everlasting
             Rest.
             
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               TO
               the
               Eternal
               God
               above
            
             
               Let
               us
               loud
               praise
               proclaim
               ;
            
             
               Since
               we
               have
               tasted
               of
               his
               Love
               ,
            
             
               Let
               's
               glorifie
               his
               Name
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               A
               blessed
               rest
               he
               hath
               in
               store
            
             
               For
               all
               who
               are
               upright
               ,
            
             
               Where
               they
               shall
               be
               for
               evermore
            
             
               In
               his
               eternal
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               All
               Tears
               from
               off
               our
               Eyes
               shall
               then
            
             
               Be
               wiped
               quite
               away
               ;
            
             
               And
               we
               shall
               never
               mourn
               agen
            
             
               On
               that
               eternal
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               O
               then
               let
               's
               fear
               lest
               we
               fall
               short
            
             
               Of
               that
               sweet
               resting-place
               ;
            
             
               For
               many
               seem
               to
               bid
               fair
               ●or't
               ,
            
             
               Without
               one
               dram
               of
               Grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Let
               us
               truly
               converted
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               Oyl
               have
               much
               in
               store
               ;
            
             
               For
               then
               through
               thee
               enter
               shall
               we
            
             
               Before
               thou
               shut
               the
               door
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               with
               joy
               sing
               unto
               our
               King
            
             
               Eternal
               Songs
               above
               ,
            
             
               And
               filled
               all
               both
               great
               and
               small
            
             
               With
               thy
               eternal
               Love.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             170.
             
          
           
             
               Hear
               ,
               and
               your
               Souls
               shall
               live
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               Mercy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               is
               infinite
               ,
            
             
               To
               call
               such
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Who
               loathsom
               are
               in
               thy
               own
               sight
            
             
               By
               their
               iniquity
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               then
               let
               Sinners
               come
               with
               speed
               ,
            
             
               B'ing
               drawn
               by
               pow'r
               divine
               ;
            
             
               Let
               them
               unto
               thy
               Call
               give
               heed
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               Gospel-light
               does
               shine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               Come
               unto
               thee
               ,
               O
               holy
               One
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               our
               Souls
               then
               live
               !
            
             
               Let
               Sinners
               see
               they
               are
               undone
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Christ
               does
               them
               receive
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               take
               some
               Sinners
               by
               the
               hand
               ,
            
             
               And
               save
               their
               Souls
               from
               Hell
               ;
            
             
               And
               make
               them
               bend
               to
               thy
               Command
               ,
            
             
               O
               thou
               canst
               them
               compell
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               To
               come
               unto
               the
               Marriage-Feast
               ;
            
             
               O
               bring
               them
               in
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               may
               sing
               thy
               Praises
               forth
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             171.
             
          
           
             What
             shall
             we
             do
             ?
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               what
               shall
               poor
               Sinners
               do
            
             
               Who
               dead
               in
               sin
               do
               lie
               ,
            
             
               And
               must
               eternal
               sorrow
               know
               ,
            
             
               If
               in
               that
               state
               they
               die
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               praised
               be
               thy
               holy
               Name
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               a
               way
               found
               out
            
             
               To
               save
               us
               from
               eternal
               shame
               ,
            
             
               And
               life
               to
               work
               about
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               then
               shall
               some
               this
               day
               so
               hear
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               may
               Life
               obtain
               !
            
             
               Let
               them
               to
               Jesus
               Christ
               draw
               near
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               be
               born
               again
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Or
               else
               they
               will
               i'
               th'
               Judgment-day
            
             
               Condemned
               ever
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               them
               thou
               wilt
               thy
               wrath
               pour
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               Then
               quake
               and
               tremble
               every
               one
               ,
            
             
               And
               not
               reject
               God's
               Call
               ,
            
             
               ●est
               you
               at
               last
               be
               all
               undone
               ,
            
             
               And
               into
               Hell
               do
               fall
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               thou
               art
               good
               to
               us
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               In
               sending
               Christ
               to
               die
               ;
            
             
               If
               Grace
               thou
               dost
               to
               us
               afford
               ,
            
             
               We
               'll
               sing
               continually
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 Who
                 hath
                 made
                 thee
                 differ
              
               ,
               &c.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 we
                 praise
                 thy
                 glorious
                 Name
              
               
                 For
                 distinguishing
                 Love
                 ;
              
               
                 Blessed
                 be
                 God
                 Christ
                 hither
                 came
              
               
                 To
                 lift
                 us
                 up
                 above
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 We
                 naturally
                 like
                 others
                 were
                 ,
              
               
                 Even
                 cursed
                 Foes
                 to
                 thee
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 thou
                 hast
                 made
                 thy
                 Grace
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 Whilst
                 others
                 darkness
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Thou
                 hast
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 the
                 difference
                 made
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 is
                 of
                 Grace
                 alone
                 ;
              
               
                 Hence
                 we
                 have
                 cause
                 sweetly
                 to
                 sing
              
               
                 To
                 thee
                 the
                 holy
                 One.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 O
                 shall
                 thy
                 glorious
                 Work
                 appear
                 ?
              
               
                 Lift
                 up
                 thy
                 Name
                 on
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 Sinners
                 may
                 now
                 ev'ry
                 where
              
               
                 To
                 the
                 Lord
                 Jesus
                 fly
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 as
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 let
                 it
                 be
                 seen
              
               
                 We
                 all
                 converted
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 so
                 we
                 may
                 thy
                 Praises
                 sing
              
               
                 To
                 all
                 eternity
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             173.
             
          
           
             
               
                 If
                 the
                 Son
                 make
                 you
                 free
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HAlleluja
               to
               thee
               the
               Lord
               above
               ,
            
             
               His
               Praises
               let
               us
               sing
               ;
            
             
               Exalt
               his
               Name
               continually
            
             
               From
               whom
               all
               Blessings
               spring
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Who
               didst
               behold
               us
               when
               we
               lay
            
             
               Polluted
               in
               our
               sin
               ;
            
             
               And
               to
               wash
               us
               found
               out
               a
               way
            
             
               To
               make
               us
               clean
               agen
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               We
               Slaves
               of
               Sin
               and
               Satan
               were
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               strong
               Bonds
               were
               bound
               ;
            
             
               And
               when
               no
               other
               help
               was
               there
               ,
            
             
               From
               thee
               we
               help
               have
               found
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thy
               Son
               out
               of
               thy
               Bosom
               came
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               for
               to
               set
               free
               ;
            
             
               All
               praise
               unto
               the
               Son
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               And
               equal
               praise
               to
               thee
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Father
               of
               our
               glorious
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               The
               God
               of
               Grace
               and
               Love
               ,
            
             
               Who
               didst
               us
               pity
               ,
               and
               afford
            
             
               Salvation
               from
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               No
               freedom
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               f●●
               sin
               is
               there
               ,
            
             
               But
               by
               the
               Son
               alone
            
             
               Who
               did
               thy
               wrath
               from
               Sinners
               bear
               ,
            
             
               Who
               were
               all
               quite
               undone
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Let
               such
               who
               liberty
               now
               have
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Praises
               sing
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               For
               them
               wilt
               thou
               from
               bondage
               save
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             174.
             
          
           
             A
             Hymn
             after
             a
             Farewell
             Sermon
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               SHine
               forth
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               upon
               our
               Souls
               ,
            
             
               And
               let
               thy
               Showers
               fall
               ,
            
             
               That
               so
               we
               may
               be
               rooted
               well
               ,
            
             
               And
               flourish
               great
               and
               small
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               We
               have
               a
               sweet
               reviving
               time
               ,
            
             
               Who
               lately
               seem'd
               as
               dead
               ;
            
             
               When
               shall
               we
               be
               as
               in
               the
               prime
               ?
            
             
               O
               raise
               our
               withered
               Head
               !
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               We
               have
               had
               a
               sore
               Winters
               day
               ,
            
             
               A
               pinching
               time
               was
               here
               ;
            
             
               But
               shall
               such
               Weather
               fly
               away
               ,
            
             
               And
               springing
               times
               draw
               near
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               We
               praise
               thy
               great
               and
               glorious
               Name
            
             
               For
               Seasons
               we
               have
               had
               ,
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               not
               be
               put
               to
               shame
               ,
            
             
               But
               in
               thy self
               be
               glad
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               We
               now
               must
               part
               ,
               and
               for
               a
               while
            
             
               Not
               see
               each
               other
               here
               ;
            
             
               So
               let
               us
               walk
               ,
               that
               when
               Christ
               comes
               ,
            
             
               With
               him
               we
               may
               appear
               ,
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               sing
               sweet
               Songs
               of
               Melody
               ,
            
             
               And
               Joy
               in
               God
               above
               ;
            
             
               And
               ravish'd
               be
               eternally
            
             
               With
               his
               transcendant
               Love.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             175.
             
          
           
             Christ
             knocks
             at
             the
             Door
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THou
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               knocks
               at
               the
               Sinner's
               Door
               ,
            
             
               Desiring
               to
               come
               in
               ,
            
             
               To
               store
               their
               hearts
               with
               precious
               Grace
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               destroy
               their
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thy
               Love
               is
               great
               ,
               and
               therefore
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Dost
               wait
               on
               them
               we
               see
               ,
            
             
               Who
               will
               attend
               unto
               thy
               Word
               ,
            
             
               And
               open
               unto
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               dost
               knock
               and
               call
               aloud
               ,
            
             
               Sinners
               rouze
               up
               with
               speed
               ;
            
             
               If
               you
               do
               open
               unto
               him
               ,
            
             
               No
               good
               thing
               shall
               you
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               not
               come
               with
               empty
               hand
            
             
               To
               those
               who
               do
               believe
               ;
            
             
               For
               they
               with
               thee
               Communion
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               like
               Joys
               receive
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Which
               prized
               are
               by
               holy
               Ones
            
             
               Thy
               Consolations
               be
            
             
               Not
               small
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               but
               very
               great
               ,
            
             
               Such
               do
               receive
               from
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               All
               praise
               ,
               and
               glory
               ,
               and
               renown
            
             
               Therefore
               to
               thee
               they
               sing
               ;
            
             
               Yea
               praise
               let
               's
               raise
               continually
            
             
               Of
               Christ
               our
               glorious
               King.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             176.
             
          
           
             The
             Foot-steps
             of
             the
             Flock
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               TEll
               me
               ,
               O
               thou
               beloved
               One
               ,
            
             
               Where
               thou
               thy
               Flock
               dost
               feed
               ?
            
             
               On
               thee
               we
               do
               depend
               alone
               ,
            
             
               That
               thou
               our
               Souls
               mayst
               lead
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Into
               rich
               Pastures
               fresh
               and
               green
               ,
            
             
               Where
               we
               do
               comfort
               find
               ,
            
             
               Which
               doth
               content
               our
               precious
               Souls
               ▪
            
             
               And
               stay
               our
               fainting
               mind
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thou
               sendst
               us
               to
               the
               first
               Foot-steps
            
             
               Of
               thy
               dear
               Flock
               of
               old
               ,
            
             
               There
               for
               to
               feed
               ,
               and
               to
               lye
               down
            
             
               In
               thy
               own
               blessed
               Fold
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Where
               rest
               we
               may
               under
               thy
               shade
            
             
               With
               much
               delight
               and
               peace
               ,
            
             
               Where
               streams
               of
               joy
               most
               sweetly
               flow
               ,
            
             
               Which
               run
               and
               never
               cease
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               o'recome
               us
               with
               thy
               Love
               ,
            
             
               We
               can't
               but
               must
               love
               thee
               ;
            
             
               And
               being
               drawn
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               from
               above
               ,
            
             
               We
               run
               continually
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Therefore
               we
               sing
               unto
               thy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               And
               lift
               thy
               praise
               on
               high
               ;
            
             
               And
               for
               thy
               sake
               bear
               any
               shame
               ,
            
             
               And
               will
               not
               thee
               deny
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               8
            
             
               If
               we
               do
               find
               we
               do
               love
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               dost
               Love
               return
               ,
            
             
               We
               'll
               never
               cease
               to
               raise
               thy
               praise
            
             
               Until
               our
               lives
               are
               done
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             177.
             
          
           
             
               Act.
               8.
               5.
               
            
             
               Christ
               preach'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               
                 HAll
                 eluja
              
               to
               the
               Lord
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               All
               glory
               ,
               honour
               ,
               praise
            
             
               Ascribe
               to
               him
               continually
               ,
            
             
               And
               live
               to
               him
               always
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Lift
               Christ
               on
               high
               ,
               our
               glorious
               King
               ,
            
             
               I●
               whom
               all
               fulness
               dwells
               ;
            
             
               He
               is
               our
               Life
               and
               Fountain-spring
               ,
            
             
               His
               glory
               great
               excells
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               'T
               is
               Christ
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
               that
               we
               do
               preach
               ,
            
             
               As
               thou
               dost
               us
               command
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               thy
               Word
               Men's
               hearts
               so
               reach
               ,
            
             
               It
               may
               break
               Satan's
               Band.
               
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               O
               set
               their
               Souls
               at
               liberty
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               unite
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               To
               sing
               thy
               praise
               melodiously
            
             
               Whilst
               they
               thy
               glory
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               like
               Christ
               in
               all
               the
               Earth
               ,
            
             
               He
               is
               that
               lovely
               One
               ;
            
             
               His
               honour
               we
               would
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               spread
               forth
               ,
            
             
               And
               him
               exalt
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               made
               him
               the
               All
               in
               all
            
             
               To
               us
               in
               ev'ry
               thing
               ;
            
             
               Before
               him
               shall
               the
               mighty
               fall
               ,
            
             
               And
               own
               him
               to
               be
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               His
               Day
               is
               near
               ,
               his
               Foes
               must
               down
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               rise
               again
               ;
            
             
               And
               flourish
               must
               his
               glorious
               Crown
               ,
            
             
               And
               ever
               shall
               he
               reign
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             178.
             
          
           
             A
             Hymn
             of
             Praise
             after
             the
             Lord's
             Supper
             .
          
           
             Wonders
             of
             Grace
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Let
               us
               all
               with
               chearful
               voice
            
             
               Sweet
               
               Halleluja's
               sing
               ;
            
             
               And
               magnifie
               the
               Lord
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               Our
               glorious
               God
               and
               King
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Who
               wond'rous
               things
               for
               us
               hast
               done
               ,
            
             
               Which
               all
               our
               Eyes
               behold
               ,
            
             
               In
               saving
               of
               his
               sinking
               Church
               ,
            
             
               As
               in
               the
               days
               of
               old
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Let
               us
               loud
               Praise
               proclaim
               always
               ,
            
             
               And
               godly
               also
               live
            
             
               Continually
               both
               night
               and
               day
               ,
            
             
               And
               glory
               to
               him
               give
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Let
               Christ
               be
               had
               in
               great
               esteem
               ,
            
             
               And
               lifted
               up
               on
               high
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               all
               remember
               him
            
             
               Who
               for
               us
               all
               did
               die
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               How
               did
               he
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               with
               bitter
               cryes
            
             
               Make
               known
               his
               grief
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               languishing
               his
               Body
               hung
            
             
               For
               us
               upon
               the
               Tree
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Unto
               the
               Cross
               they
               did
               thee
               nail
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Sides
               they
               pierc'd
               also
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               all
               apply
               thy
               Blood
            
             
               Which
               from
               thy
               Wounds
               did
               flow
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               7
            
             
               It
               s
               precious
               vertue
               we
               receive
               ,
            
             
               To
               purge
               and
               make
               us
               white
               ,
            
             
               That
               through
               it
               we
               might
               all
               indeed
            
             
               Be
               lovely
               in
               thy
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               didst
               thou
               die
               that
               we
               might
               live
               ?
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               sigh
               and
               mourn
               ,
            
             
               With
               fervent
               hearts
               unfeignedly
               ,
            
             
               To
               think
               what
               thou
               hast
               born
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               To
               save
               our
               Souls
               from
               Wrath
               and
               Hell
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               might
               changed
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               at
               last
               in
               Heaven
               dwell
            
             
               To
               all
               eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             179.
             
          
           
             A
             Hymn
             of
             Thanksgiving
             for
             our
             late
             Deliverance
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THy
               wondrous
               Acts
               of
               Grace
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Wrought
               in
               all
               Peoples
               sight
               ,
            
             
               May
               stir
               us
               up
               with
               one
               accord
            
             
               To
               praise
               thee
               day
               and
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               cursed
               snare
               that
               Babel
               laid
               ,
            
             
               Is
               broken
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               by
               thee
               ;
            
             
               And
               they
               of
               whom
               we
               were
               afraid
               ,
            
             
               Confounded
               also
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               When
               we
               like
               Men
               near
               dead
               did
               lye
               ,
            
             
               And
               knew
               not
               what
               to
               do
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               defeat
               our
               Enemy
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               quite
               overthrow
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               also
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               heard
               our
               Cry
            
             
               For
               bleeding
               Ireland
               ;
            
             
               And
               sav'd
               the
               King
               ,
               when
               death
               was
               nigh
               ,
            
             
               With
               thy
               blessed
               Right-hand
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               5
            
             
               And
               Liberty
               to
               us
               is
               given
            
             
               To
               Worship
               without
               fear
               ;
            
             
               And
               with
               sweet
               Dews
               and
               Showers
               from
               Heav'n
            
             
               Our
               Souls
               thou
               now
               dost
               chear
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               We
               therefore
               glorifie
               thy
               Name
            
             
               To
               whom
               all
               praise
               belongs
               ,
            
             
               And
               celebrate
               thy
               glorious
               Fame
            
             
               With
               joy
               in
               holy
               Songs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             180.
             
          
           
             The
             power
             of
             Prayer
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               PRayer
               is
               a
               Duty
               ev'ry
               one
            
             
               Should
               use
               both
               day
               and
               night
               ;
            
             
               Prayer
               is
               a
               Duty
               God
               does
               love
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               it
               takes
               delight
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Prayer
               is
               a
               Duty
               prevalent
               ,
            
             
               It
               has
               
               Jehova's
               Ear
               ;
            
             
               Prayer
               should
               to
               Heaven
               be
               daily
               sent
            
             
               When
               we
               are
               in
               great
               fear
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               VVhate're
               we
               want
               ,
               if
               we
               do
               pray
            
             
               To
               thee
               most
               servently
               ,
            
             
               And
               ask
               according
               to
               thy
               VVill
               ,
            
             
               VVe
               shall
               have
               all
               supply
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               To
               Prayer
               of
               wicked
               Men
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               no
               Answer
               give
               ;
            
             
               But
               wilt
               hear
               those
               who
               are
               sincere
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               uprightly
               live
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               All
               praise
               to
               God
               ,
               the
               Lord
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               hast
               said
               ,
               Seek
               my
               face
               ;
            
             
               VVhare're
               thou
               dost
               our
               Souls
               deny
               ,
            
             
               Give
               us
               more
               of
               thy
               Grace
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             181.
             
          
           
             Saints
             Safety
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               TO
               God
               most
               high
               we
               lift
               our
               voice
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               with
               one
               accord
               ;
            
             
               For
               we
               safe
               always
               are
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Our
               help
               is
               in
               the
               Lord.
               
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Some
               trust
               in
               Men
               ,
               and
               in
               their
               Wealth
               ,
            
             
               And
               Riches
               do
               embrace
               ,
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               grant
               us
               thy
               saving
               health
               ,
            
             
               And
               shinings
               of
               thy
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               put
               gladness
               in
               our
               heart
            
             
               By
               those
               thy
               Beams
               divine
               ,
            
             
               Much
               more
               than
               they
               who
               have
               their
               part
            
             
               Of
               Corn
               ,
               of
               Oyl
               and
               Wine
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               On
               thy
               own
               strength
               we
               do
               repose
               ,
            
             
               And
               thereby
               are
               secure
            
             
               And
               safe
               from
               all
               most
               dreadful
               woes
               ,
            
             
               Our
               dwelling-place
               is
               sure
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Within
               the
               Clifts
               of
               the
               bless'd
               Rock
            
             
               From
               whence
               sweet
               Waters
               flow
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               will
               not
               fear
               that
               shock
            
             
               That
               Babel
               will
               o'rethrow
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               sav'd
               us
               from
               wrath
               to
               come
            
             
               At
               the
               most
               dismal
               day
               ,
            
             
               And
               wilt
               save
               us
               from
               bloody
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               Who
               would
               us
               all
               betray
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               on
               the
               Throne
               sits
               down
               ,
            
             
               And
               Christ
               the
               Lamb
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               Be
               blessing
               ,
               glory
               and
               renown
            
             
               Now
               and
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             182.
             
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ALL
               praise
               to
               God
               the
               glorious
               One.
            
             
               Thy
               Name
               let
               us
               adore
               ,
            
             
               Who
               loved
               us
               ,
               and
               sent
               his
               Son
               ,
            
             
               Praise
               him
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Cherubims
               with
               one
               accord
            
             
               Do
               sing
               continually
               ;
            
             
               O
               holy
               ,
               holy
               ,
               holy
               ▪
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               glorious
               Majesty
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               shall
               not
               we
               affected
               be
            
             
               With
               thy
               redeeming
               Love
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               to
               thee
               melodiously
            
             
               With
               hearts
               raised
               above
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               All
               earthly
               things
               ,
               since
               we
               have
               Springs
            
             
               To
               drink
               of
               in
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               That
               are
               so
               sweet
               ,
               and
               make
               us
               meet
            
             
               For
               Christ
               another
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Our
               Tables
               spread
               with
               heavenly
               Bread
            
             
               In
               presence
               of
               our
               Foes
               ;
            
             
               We
               eat
               fat
               things
               ,
               and
               drink
               of
               Springs
            
             
               From
               whence
               Soul-comfort
               flows
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               What
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               so
               good
               as
               Divine
               Food
            
             
               To
               those
               that
               gracious
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               know
               full
               well
               nought
               can
               excell
            
             
               What
               they
               enjoy
               of
               thee
               ?
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               To
               God
               the
               Father
               ,
               and
               the
               Son
               ,
            
             
               And
               Holy
               Ghost
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               Be
               glory
               ,
               honour
               ,
               and
               renown
               ,
            
             
               Now
               and
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             183.
             
          
           
             
               Zach.
               12.
               10.
               
            
             
               And
               they
               shall
               look
               upon
               me
               whom
               they
               have
               pierced
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Happy
               Souls
               who
               look
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               presently
               do
               mourn
            
             
               And
               grieve
               for
               their
               iniquity
               ,
            
             
               Seeing
               what
               thou
               hast
               born
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               how
               did
               ou●
               horrid
               sin
            
             
               Upon
               thee
               heavy
               lye
               !
            
             
               VVe
               pierced
               thee
               once
               and
               agen
            
             
               By
               our
               iniquity
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               look
               until
               we
               love
               ,
            
             
               And
               thee
               with
               joy
               embrace
               ;
            
             
               Men
               will
               loath
               Sin
               and
               it
               forsake
            
             
               VVhen
               they
               receive
               thy
               Grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               since
               there
               is
               for
               us
               relief
            
             
               In
               thee
               ,
               O
               Saviour
               dear
               ,
            
             
               Let
               's
               throw
               away
               all
               Unbelief
               ,
            
             
               And
               joyful
               all
               appear
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Into
               thy
               presence
               we
               are
               come
               ,
            
             
               Let
               's
               make
               a
               joyful
               noise
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               to
               thee
               who
               't
               is
               alone
            
             
               That
               all
               our
               Foes
               destroys
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               No
               Enemy
               without
               ,
               within
               ,
            
             
               But
               from
               them
               thou
               canst
               save
               ;
            
             
               Therefore
               let
               's
               sing
               thy
               glorious
               praise
               ,
            
             
               And
               unto
               thee
               let
               's
               cleave
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Sin
               never
               shall
               that
               Soul
               destroy
            
             
               That
               looketh
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Such
               sing
               ,
               and
               shall
               with
               inward
               joy
            
             
               Unto
               Eternity
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             184.
             
          
           
             
               When
               recovered
               after
               a
               Fit
               of
               Sickness
               ,
            
             Sept.
             16.
             1688
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LEt
               that
               life-breathing
               Face
               of
               thine
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               manifested
               ●e
               ;
            
             
               Because
               thy
               Love
               excelleth
               VVine
               ,
            
             
               All
               upright
               Ones
               love
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               redeemed
               us
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               from
               the
               lowest
               Hell
               ,
            
             
               And
               rais'd
               us
               to
               an
               higher
               state
            
             
               Than
               that
               from
               whence
               we
               sell.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               VVith
               Flaggons
               of
               refreshing
               Joy
               ,
            
             
               And
               Comforts
               from
               above
               ,
            
             
               Stay
               us
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               humbly
               pray
               ,
            
             
               Let
               us
               be
               sick
               of
               Love.
               
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               these
               great
               Blessings
               ,
               O
               most
               High.
            
             
               VVe
               will
               thy
               Praises
               sing
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               hast
               also
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               heard
               our
               cry
               ,
            
             
               Praise
               to
               our
               glorious
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               VVe
               cried
               to
               thee
               with
               our
               hearts
            
             
               To
               make
               thy
               Servant
               whole
               ,
            
             
               And
               from
               the
               all-devouring
               Grave
            
             
               For
               to
               return
               his
               Soul.
               
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               thou
               dost
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               a
               new
               life
               send
               ,
            
             
               And
               wouldest
               not
               permit
            
             
               That
               he
               should
               hastily
               descend
            
             
               Into
               the
               dolesom
               Pit.
               
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               VVe
               therefore
               sing
               and
               give
               thee
               praise
               ,
            
             
               Most
               holy
               let
               us
               be
               ,
            
             
               VVith
               hearts
               united
               all
               our
               days
            
             
               Let
               us
               live
               unto
               thee
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             185.
             
          
           
             
               Rev.
               3.
               18.
               
            
             
               Buy
               of
               me
               Gold
               tried
               in
               the
               Fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               we
               do
               see
               that
               poor
               we
               be
               ,
            
             
               But
               thou
               hast
               Riches
               store
               ;
            
             
               And
               if
               that
               we
               do
               come
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               VVe
               nothing
               shall
               want
               more
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               VVhat
               is
               our
               own
               to
               us
               is
               shown
            
             
               Is
               good
               ,
               alas
               ,
               for
               nought
               ;
            
             
               O
               let
               it
               go
               ,
               since
               we
               do
               know
            
             
               Rare
               things
               are
               to
               be
               bought
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               thou
               dost
               cry
               ,
               O
               come
               and
               buy
               !
            
             
               O
               blessed
               be
               the
               Lord
               !
            
             
               Now
               is
               the
               day
               ,
               let
               's
               not
               delay
               ,
            
             
               But
               close
               in
               with
               thy
               Word
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Then
               rich
               shall
               we
               for
               ever
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               Crowns
               of
               Glory
               have
               ;
            
             
               And
               Robes
               so
               white
               that
               shine
               like
               Light
            
             
               Shall
               we
               likewise
               receive
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Grace
               is
               like
               Gold
               ,
               but
               doth
               excell
            
             
               VVhatever
               is
               on
               Earth
               ;
            
             
               O
               happy
               they
               who
               know
               full
               well
            
             
               Its
               great
               and
               glorious
               worth
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Shall
               they
               not
               sing
               who
               see
               the
               Spring
            
             
               Of
               Grace
               doth
               Blessings
               pour
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               holy
               praise
               we
               will
               always
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               sing
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             186.
             
          
           
             
               Zach.
               12.
               10.
               
            
             
               They
               shall
               look
               to
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               After
               Sermon
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 YE
                 Saints
                 ,
                 break
                 forth
                 with
                 chearful
                 voice
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 Christ's
                 glorious
                 praise
                 ;
              
               
                 His
                 Love
                 is
                 sweet
                 ,
                 O
                 it
                 is
                 choice
                 !
              
               
                 Ye
                 Saints
                 praise
                 him
                 always
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Come
                 ,
                 look
                 and
                 love
                 !
                 O
                 cast
                 your
                 Eye
              
               
                 Upon
                 this
                 lovely
                 One
                 !
              
               
                 He
                 is
                 your
                 help
                 ,
                 your
                 Food
                 ,
                 your
                 Strength
                 ,
              
               
                 Your
                 Hope
                 ,
                 your
                 Joy
                 and
                 Crown
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Root
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Branch
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Testator
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 holy
                 Lamb
                 of
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Mediator
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 VVay
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Door
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Physician
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Meat
                 ,
                 Christ
                 is
                 our
                 Drink
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 's
                 thus
                 to
                 ev'ry
                 Christian.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 God's
                 great
                 Embassador
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 only
                 Heir
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Bright
                 and
                 Morning-Star
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 beyond
                 compare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 Foundation
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 corner-stone
                 ;
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 VVitness
                 and
                 the
                 Truth
                 ,
              
               
                 Christ
                 is
                 the
                 only
                 one
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Sing
                 praise
                 to
                 Christ
                 ,
                 exalt
                 him
                 then
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 look
                 to
                 him
                 always
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 sing
                 to
                 him
                 ,
                 and
                 never
                 cease
              
               
                 Till
                 you
                 do
                 end
                 your
                 days
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             187.
             
          
           
             The
             heavenly
             Feast
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Praise
               the
               Lord
               ,
               and
               look
               to
               him
               ,
            
             
               Sing
               praise
               unto
               his
               Name
               ;
            
             
               O
               all
               ye
               Saints
               of
               Heav'n
               and
               Earth
            
             
               Set
               forth
               his
               glorious
               fame
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               VVho
               spared
               not
               his
               only
               Son
               ,
            
             
               But
               gave
               him
               for
               us
               all
               ;
            
             
               And
               made
               him
               drink
               the
               Cup
               of
               VVrath
               ,
            
             
               The
               VVormwood
               and
               the
               Gall.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               He
               dy'd
               indeed
               ,
               but
               rose
               again
               ,
            
             
               And
               did
               ascend
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               poor
               Sinners
               lost
               and
               dead
            
             
               Might
               live
               eternally
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               His
               Flesh
               is
               heavenly
               Food
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               His
               Blood
               is
               Drink
               divine
               ,
            
             
               His
               Graces
               drops
               ,
               like
               Honey-falls
               ,
            
             
               His
               Comforts
               taste
               like
               VVine
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Lord
               Christ
               ,
               thou
               hast
               refresh'd
               our
               Souls
            
             
               VVith
               thy
               abounding
               Grace
               ;
            
             
               For
               which
               we
               magnifie
               thy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               Longing
               to
               see
               thy
               Face
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Let
               the
               Redeemed
               of
               the
               Lord
            
             
               Their
               thankful
               voices
               raise
               ;
            
             
               Can
               we
               be
               dumb
               whilst
               Angels
               sing
            
             
               Our
               great
               Redeemer's
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Come
               let
               us
               joyn
               with
               Angels
               then
               ,
            
             
               Glory
               to
               God
               on
               high
               ;
            
             
               Peace
               upon
               Earth
               ,
               Good-will
               to
               Men
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               sing
               eternally
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             188.
             
          
           
             The
             Harvest
             is
             the
             end
             of
             the
             World.
             
          
           
             
               Harvest
               of
               Joy.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 THe
                 Harvest-day
                 will
                 soon
                 be
                 here
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 blessed
                 day
                 't
                 will
                 be
              
               
                 To
                 all
                 those
                 Souls
                 who
                 are
                 sincere
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 Jesus
                 they
                 shall
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thou
                 send'st
                 thy
                 glorious
                 Rays
                 on
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Dews
                 ,
                 our
                 Souls
                 to
                 chear
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 e're
                 long
                 we
                 with
                 open
                 Eyes
              
               
                 The
                 Vision
                 shall
                 have
                 clear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Most
                 sweet
                 reviving
                 Acts
                 of
                 Grace
              
               
                 Are
                 those
                 we
                 feel
                 of
                 thine
                 ,
              
               
                 Whilst
                 we
                 behold
                 thy
                 glorious
                 Face
                 ,
              
               
                 Yet
                 stronger
                 Beams
                 will
                 shine
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 To
                 comfort
                 and
                 rejoyce
                 each
                 heart
              
               
                 To
                 all
                 eternity
                 ;
              
               
                 From
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 we
                 ne're
                 shall
                 start
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 in
                 thy
                 Garner
                 lye
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Or
                 rather
                 in
                 thy
                 precious
                 Arms
              
               
                 We
                 being
                 ripened
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 housed
                 be
                 with
                 lasting
                 Charms
              
               
                 Of
                 Glory
                 on
                 our
                 Head.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 No
                 sorrow
                 shall
                 us
                 then
                 annoy
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 fears
                 cause
                 inward
                 pain
                 ;
              
               
                 Nor
                 sin
                 nor
                 Satan
                 spoyl
                 our
                 joy
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 filth
                 our
                 glory
                 stain
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 7
              
               
                 We
                 shall
                 not
                 then
                 ,
                 as
                 now
                 ,
                 be
                 vext
              
               
                 With
                 Satan
                 ,
                 World
                 ,
                 and
                 Sin
                 ;
              
               
                 Nor
                 with
                 base
                 Hearts
                 be
                 more
                 perplext
              
               
                 When
                 Heaven
                 has
                 took
                 us
                 in
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             189.
             
          
           
             The
             woful
             Harvest
             of
             the
             Wicked
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THis
               World
               will
               quickly
               have
               an
               end
               ,
            
             
               That
               is
               the
               Harvest-day
               ;
            
             
               And
               Jesus
               will
               the
               Reapers
               send
               ,
            
             
               They
               come
               and
               shall
               not
               stay
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Angels
               they
               the
               Reapers
               be
               ,
            
             
               The
               Wheat
               are
               God's
               Elect
               ,
            
             
               Which
               shall
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               gathered
               be
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               The
               Tares
               thou
               wilt
               reject
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Tares
               are
               those
               vile
               wicked
               Men
            
             
               Who
               do
               thy
               Saints
               annoy
               ,
            
             
               Which
               shall
               in
               Bundles
               bound
               be
               then
               ,
            
             
               That
               thou
               may'st
               them
               destroy
               ;
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               into
               Flames
               thou
               wilt
               them
               cast
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Worm
               shall
               never
               die
               ;
            
             
               The
               Fire
               too
               shall
               ever
               last
            
             
               Ev'n
               to
               Eternity
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               false
               Professor
               will
               be
               found
            
             
               Amongst
               the
               cursed
               Foe
               ;
            
             
               And
               with
               prophane
               Ones
               shall
               be
               bound
               ,
            
             
               And
               equal
               sorrow
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               a
               bless'd
               day
               will
               be
               to
               those
            
             
               Whose
               Hearts
               are
               found
               upright
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               did
               in
               truth
               with
               Jesus
               close
               ,
            
             
               And
               serv'd
               him
               day
               and
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               7
            
             
               They
               shall
               with
               thee
               in
               glory
               be
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               Christ
               when
               thou
               dost
               come
               ;
            
             
               But
               Unbelievers
               shall
               from
               thee
            
             
               Receive
               their
               final
               doom
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             190.
             
          
           
             Christ's
             Passion
             and
             Exaltation
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOsanna
               to
               King
               
               David's
               Son
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               's
               anointed
               One
               ,
            
             
               VVho
               quickly
               shall
               exalted
               be
            
             
               Upon
               his
               glorious
               Throne
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Triumph
               and
               shout
               ,
               O
               Heavens
               high
            
             
               And
               let
               the
               Earth
               rejoyce
               !
            
             
               And
               let
               the
               Saints
               melodiously
            
             
               Lift
               up
               in
               Songs
               their
               voice
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               To
               Christ
               the
               King
               ,
               because
               that
               he
            
             
               A
               Feast
               provideth
               here
               ;
            
             
               And
               tells
               us
               we
               all
               welcome
               be
            
             
               To
               eat
               of
               his
               good
               Chear
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               His
               Flesh
               for
               us
               doth
               freely
               give
               ,
            
             
               His
               Blood
               to
               drink
               also
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               might
               never
               die
               but
               live
               ,
            
             
               These
               Blessings
               from
               him
               flow
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               His
               bleeding
               VVounds
               ,
               out-stretched
               Arms
               ,
            
             
               And
               yearning
               Bowels
               dear
               ,
            
             
               To
               us
               run
               out
               for
               sweet
               support
               ,
            
             
               That
               so
               we
               might
               not
               fear
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               first
               ,
               yea
               and
               the
               last
               ,
            
             
               VVas
               dead
               ,
               and
               art
               alive
               ;
            
             
               And
               lives
               for
               ay
               ,
               therefore
               to
               thee
            
             
               All
               honour
               we
               must
               give
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             191.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Second
               Part.
               
            
             
               Awake
               ye
               Virgins
               .
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 Virgins
                 know
                 ,
                 both
                 Fools
                 and
                 VVise
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Bridegroom
                 is
                 at
                 hand
                 ;
              
               
                 He
                 comes
                 ,
                 he
                 comes
                 ,
                 let
                 it
                 suffice
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 who
                 with
                 him
                 shall
                 stand
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 He
                 that
                 his
                 Lamp
                 doth
                 fitly
                 trim
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Oyl
                 doth
                 get
                 good
                 store
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 then
                 embraced
                 be
                 by
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 reign
                 for
                 evermore
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Cast
                 off
                 your
                 drowze
                 ,
                 let
                 's
                 all
                 awake
                 ,
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 not
                 a
                 time
                 to
                 slumber
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 speedily
                 our
                 Lamps
                 le
                 ts
                 take
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 haste
                 to
                 th'
                 VVedding-Chamber
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 For
                 certainly
                 our
                 dearest
                 Lord
              
               
                 VVill
                 quickly
                 come
                 away
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 mid-night
                 Cry
                 will
                 soon
                 be
                 heard
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 Chariots
                 will
                 not
                 stay
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 take
                 thy
                 flight
                 on
                 VVings
                 of
                 Love
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 like
                 the
                 nimble
                 Hart
                 ,
              
               
                 Come
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 O
                 come
                 down
                 from
                 above
                 !
              
               
                 Let
                 's
                 meet
                 and
                 never
                 part
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 The
                 Bride
                 saith
                 ,
                 Come
                 ,
                 O
                 do
                 not
                 stay
                 !
              
               
                 And
                 he
                 that
                 hears
                 thy
                 voice
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 hopes
                 that
                 thou
                 wilt
                 come
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 Most
                 sweetly
                 does
                 rejoyce
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             192.
             
          
           
             Christ's
             Humiliation
             and
             Exaltation
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Third
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 THe
                 Spirit
                 saith
                 ,
                 Dear
                 Jesus
                 come
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 thirsty
                 Soul
                 doth
                 cry
              
               
                 Daily
                 to
                 thee
                 ;
                 this
                 is
                 the
                 summ
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 most
                 speedily
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Signs
                 of
                 thy
                 Day
                 upon
                 us
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 World
                 it
                 is
                 perplex'd
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Nations
                 groan
                 and
                 long
                 for
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 Wars
                 being
                 sorely
                 vex'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Thy
                 Saints
                 do
                 mourn
                 ,
                 their
                 Sighs
                 and
                 Tears
              
               
                 Invite
                 thee
                 for
                 to
                 come
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Martyrs
                 Blood
                 cryes
                 in
                 thy
                 Ears
              
               
                 For
                 Babels
                 final
                 doom
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Thou
                 sayst
                 ,
                 Surely
                 I
                 come
                 quickly
                 ,
              
               
                 
                   Amen
                   ,
                   Amen
                
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 !
                 O
                 come
                 !
                 my
                 Soul
                 doth
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 According
                 to
                 thy
                 Word
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 come
                 ,
                 thou
                 cam'st
                 to
                 die
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 bear
                 most
                 bitter
                 pain
                 ,
              
               
                 God's
                 Justice
                 for
                 to
                 satisfie
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Pardon
                 to
                 obtain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Thou
                 didst
                 come
                 to
                 be
                 humbled
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 suffer
                 on
                 the
                 Tree
                 ,
              
               
                 Therefore
                 shalt
                 thou
                 lift
                 up
                 thy
                 Head
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 high
                 exalted
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 Thy
                 Right
                 it
                 is
                 to
                 reign
                 as
                 King
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 the
                 only
                 Heir
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Kingdom
                 's
                 ,
                 thine
                 thy
                 Foes
                 down
                 bring
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 vengeance
                 let
                 them
                 bear
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             193.
             
          
           
             Signs
             of
             the
             last
             Day
             upon
             us
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Fourth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 THe
                 Fig-Tree
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 does
                 now
                 put
                 forth
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Summer
                 doth
                 draw
                 near
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Sea
                 doth
                 roar
                 ,
                 (
                 as
                 thy
                 VVord
                 saith
                 ,
                 )
              
               
                 And
                 Men
                 begin
                 to
                 fear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 VVinter
                 certainly
                 is
                 gone
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 lovely
                 Birds
                 do
                 sing
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Spring
                 is
                 now
                 a
                 coming
                 on
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhich
                 lasting
                 joy
                 will
                 bring
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 voice
                 of
                 the
                 sweet
                 Turtle
                 too
              
               
                 Is
                 heard
                 in
                 this
                 our
                 Land
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhat
                 clearer
                 Signs
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 canst
                 thou
                 show
              
               
                 By
                 thy
                 own
                 wondrous
                 Hand
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Of
                 thy
                 approach
                 and
                 glor'ous
                 reign
              
               
                 The
                 Nations
                 angry
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 Thy
                 wrath
                 is
                 come
                 ,
                 their
                 glory
                 stain
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy
                 Kingdom
                 let
                 us
                 see
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 Ev'ning
                 of
                 a
                 former
                 day
              
               
                 Portends
                 a
                 dismal
                 night
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 holy
                 one
                 ;
                 our
                 Souls
                 may
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 Ev'ning
                 has
                 some
                 light
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Not
                 light
                 nor
                 dark
                 ,
                 this
                 is
                 the
                 hour
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 's
                 neither
                 night
                 nor
                 day
                 ;
              
               
                 'T
                 is
                 ,
                 't
                 is
                 the
                 time
                 of
                 thy
                 dread
                 power
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 haste
                 and
                 come
                 away
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 The
                 whole
                 Creation
                 sadly
                 groans
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 utters
                 its
                 last
                 cryes
                 ;
              
               
                 Poor
                 Sion
                 vents
                 her
                 piteous
                 moans
                 ,
              
               
                 VVhilst
                 Tears
                 fill
                 each
                 Saints
                 Eyes
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 O
                 come
                 ▪
                 ●less'd
                 One
                 ,
                 make
                 no
                 delay
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 VVicked
                 do
                 thee
                 dare
                 ;
              
               
                 ●ome
                 holy
                 Jesus
                 ,
                 come
                 away
                 ▪
              
               
                 Th●ne
                 Arrows
                 do
                 not
                 spare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Sha●●
                 Heaven
                 give
                 the
                 long●d
                 for
                 〈◊〉
                 ▪
              
               
                 That
                 Earth
                 beneath
                 may
                 quake
                 ▪
              
               
                 That
                 R●●●●
                 high
                 Towers
                 down
                 may
                 fall
              
               
                 Now
                 the
                 dead
                 Bones
                 do
                 shake
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             194.
             
          
           
             The
             Day
             of
             J●bilee
          
           
             
               The
               Fifth
               Part.
               
            
             
               
                 1
              
               
                 O
                 Blessed
                 Day
                 ,
                 how
                 sweet
                 is
                 it
              
               
                 To
                 think
                 upon
                 that
                 time
              
               
                 VVhen
                 Christ
                 shall
                 upon
                 his
                 Throne
                 ●it
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Summer's
                 in
                 its
                 prime
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 VVhen
                 all
                 the
                 Earth
                 together
                 shall
              
               
                 Break
                 forth
                 and
                 sweetly
                 sing
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 Christ's
                 Foes
                 with
                 vengeance
                 fall
                 ,
              
               
                 VVho
                 own
                 not
                 him
                 for
                 King.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 VVhen
                 Saints
                 who
                 now
                 divided
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 Shall
                 all
                 united
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 their
                 glitt'ring
                 Robes
                 appear
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 sing
                 in
                 harmony
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 VVhen
                 Swords
                 and
                 also
                 warlike
                 Spears
              
               
                 Men
                 shall
                 to
                 Plow-shears
                 beat
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 Men
                 quite
                 be
                 freed
                 from
                 fears
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 all
                 scorching
                 heat
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 And
                 under
                 their
                 own
                 Vines
                 sit
                 down
              
               
                 VVith
                 hearts
                 full
                 of
                 sweet
                 joy
                 ;
              
               
                 O
                 come
                 ,
                 Lord
                 Jesus
                 ,
                 take
                 the
                 Crown
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 haste
                 and
                 come
                 away
                 .
              
               
               
               
               
               
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 Wars
                 then
                 we
                 find
                 shall
                 ever
                 cease
                 ,
              
               
                 Envy
                 'mongst
                 Men
                 depart
                 ;
              
               
                 Nothing
                 but
                 Love
                 and
                 blessed
                 Peace
              
               
                 In
                 each
                 Believer's
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 7
              
               
                 The
                 Lyon
                 and
                 the
                 Lamb
                 shall
                 then
              
               
                 Together
                 feed
                 and
                 ly
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 the
                 like
                 concord
                 amongst
                 Men
              
               
                 Shall
                 then
                 be
                 certainly
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             195.
             
          
           
             A
             Hymn
             of
             Praise
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Let
               us
               sing
               with
               chearful
               hearts
            
             
               Sweet
               Hymns
               of
               Soul-delight
               !
            
             
               With
               one
               accord
               before
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               That
               's
               pleasing
               in
               his
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               What
               People
               have
               more
               cause
               to
               praise
            
             
               The
               living
               God
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               Than
               have
               all
               those
               whom
               thou
               hast
               chose
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               whom
               Christ
               did
               die
               !
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               With
               full
               assurance
               let
               's
               draw
               near
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               accepted
               be
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               our
               peace
               will
               much
               encrease
               ,
            
             
               Which
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               we
               have
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               O
               what
               a
               kind
               of
               Love
               is
               this
            
             
               The
               Father
               grants
               to
               us
               ,
            
             
               To
               be
               the
               Sons
               of
               God
               above
               ,
            
             
               And
               him
               to
               call
               us
               thus
               !
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               We
               know
               not
               now
               what
               we
               shall
               see
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               this
               thou
               dost
               declare
               ,
            
             
               That
               like
               to
               thee
               we
               all
               shall
               be
               ,
            
             
               When
               thou
               dost
               next
               appear
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               True
               Faith
               let
               's
               have
               on
               Christ
               to
               rest
               ,
            
             
               And
               Hope
               ,
               which
               cannot
               fail
               ;
            
             
               That
               does
               take
               hold
               ,
               Lord
               Christ
               ,
               of
               thee
            
             
               Who
               art
               within
               the
               vail
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               then
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               if
               Storms
               arise
               ,
            
             
               And
               Seas
               afresh
               should
               roar
               ,
            
             
               We
               shall
               in
               thee
               secured
               be
            
             
               Now
               and
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             196.
             
          
           
             The
             bleeding
             and
             wounded
             Heart
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               how
               sad's
               the
               case
               of
               Man
               ,
            
             
               By
               reason
               of
               the
               Fall
               !
            
             
               His
               heart
               is
               hard
               ,
               that
               nothing
               can
               ,
            
             
               Alas
               ,
               pierce
               it
               at
               all
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Until
               the
               time
               doth
               come
               when
               he
            
             
               God's
               power
               within
               does
               know
               ;
            
             
               O
               then
               he
               doth
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               seek
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Not
               knowing
               what
               to
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               happy
               Souls
               ,
               who
               pierc'd
               have
               been
               ,
            
             
               And
               broken
               thoroughly
               ,
            
             
               In
               the
               true
               sight
               and
               sense
               of
               sin
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               on
               Christ
               rely
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Such
               who
               are
               broken
               ,
               thou
               wilt
               heal
               ,
            
             
               Who
               the
               Physician
               art
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wilt
               not
               cast
               off
               any
               such
            
             
               Who
               have
               a
               contrite
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Let
               Sinners
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               die
               unto
               sin
               ,
            
             
               Wound
               them
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               we
               pray
               !
            
             
               And
               let
               them
               find
               Soul-life
               within
               ,
            
             
               And
               comfort
               ev'ry
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               O
               bless
               thy
               Word
               ,
               and
               let
               it
               be
            
             
               Salvation
               to
               the
               Poor
               ;
            
             
               And
               we
               thy
               Praises
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               will
               sing
            
             
               Now
               and
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             197.
             
          
           
             
               Things
               done
            
             for
             us
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               SOme
               things
               for
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               must
               be
               done
            
             
               By
               thy
               Almighty
               Hand
               ;
            
             
               It
               must
               be
               Jesus
               Christ
               alone
            
             
               Who
               in
               our
               stead
               did
               stand
               ;
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Who
               bore
               thy
               heavy
               wrath
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               For
               us
               upon
               the
               Tree
               ;
            
             
               And
               paid
               the
               Debts
               which
               Sinners
               owe
            
             
               To
               thy
               dread
               Majesty
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               All
               praise
               and
               glory
               let
               us
               sing
            
             
               To
               God
               the
               Lord
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               Who
               did
               to
               us
               Salvation
               bring
            
             
               From
               Hell
               and
               Misery
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Just
               for
               the
               Unjust
               did
               bear
            
             
               The
               punishment
               of
               sin
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               of
               righteousness
               might
               share
               ,
            
             
               Who
               so
               defil'd
               have
               been
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Shall
               Life
               now
               in
               our
               Souls
               be
               wrought
               ,
            
             
               And
               Grace
               implanted
               be
               ,
            
             
               That
               home
               to
               Christ
               we
               may
               be
               brought
               ,
            
             
               And
               Union
               have
               with
               thee
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Then
               will
               we
               sing
               sweet
               Songs
               of
               Praise
               ,
            
             
               And
               lift
               thy
               Name
               on
               high
               ;
            
             
               And
               happy
               be
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               all
               our
               days
               ,
            
             
               More
               happy
               when
               we
               die
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             198.
             
          
           
             
               Things
               done
            
             in
             us
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Lord
               what
               hast
               thou
               done
               for
               us
               ?
            
             
               And
               in
               us
               also
               wrought
               ;
            
             
               On
               the
               Lord
               Jesus
               we
               depend
               ,
            
             
               By
               whom
               our
               Souls
               were
               bought
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               All
               praise
               and
               glory
               unto
               God
            
             
               Who
               hath
               made
               us
               alive
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               exalt
               thee
               let
               us
               see
            
             
               We
               all
               of
               us
               do
               strive
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               to
               excell
               in
               doing
               all
            
             
               That
               thou
               dost
               us
               command
               ;
            
             
               And
               readily
               obey
               thy
               Call
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               may
               one
               day
               stand
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               With
               boldness
               ,
               and
               the
               greatest
               joy
               ,
            
             
               Before
               thy
               glorious
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               When
               many
               Persons
               bitterly
            
             
               Shall
               cry
               with
               woful
               moan
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Our
               works
               are
               all
               wrought
               in
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               us
               too
               by
               thee
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Praises
               therefore
               we
               will
               sing
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               continually
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             199.
             
          
           
             Grace
             shining
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LET
               such
               who
               have
               enlightned
               been
            
             
               Behold
               thy
               glorious
               Grace
            
             
               And
               Power
               divine
               ,
               prepar'd
               to
               shine
            
             
               Before
               all
               Peoples
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               By
               thy
               Grace
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               O
               let
               us
               move
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               a
               holy
               Song
            
             
               Exalt
               thee
               who
               dost
               dwell
               above
               ,
            
             
               To
               whom
               all
               praise
               belongs
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               It
               's
               none
               but
               thee
               who
               can
               appease
            
             
               The
               wrath
               that
               burns
               within
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               a
               wounded
               heart
               give
               ease
               ,
            
             
               That
               's
               burdened
               with
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               We
               thee
               adore
               ,
               and
               worship
               do
               ,
            
             
               And
               at
               thy
               precious
               Feet
            
             
               Contentedly
               we
               all
               would
               lye
            
             
               To
               tast
               thy
               mercy
               sweet
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               thon
               ,
               dear
               Saviour
               ,
               who
               for
               sin
            
             
               The
               Curse
               didst
               undergo
               ,
            
             
               Unless
               thy
               Arm
               reveal'd
               had
               been
               ,
            
             
               No
               help
               to
               us
               could
               flow
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               All
               praise
               to
               God
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Lamb
            
             
               And
               Spirit
               be
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               Teach
               us
               to
               know
               what
               we
               must
               do
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             200.
             
          
           
             Bread
             indeed
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOw
               good
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               is
               thy
               blest
               Word
            
             
               To
               all
               that
               are
               sincere
               !
            
             
               Because
               it
               doth
               such
               good
               afford
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Children
               love
               it
               dear
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               taste
               of
               thy
               sweet
               Love
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               thy self
               delight
               ;
            
             
               And
               feed
               us
               also
               from
               above
            
             
               Every
               day
               and
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               That
               with
               the
               fat
               things
               of
               thy
               House
            
             
               We
               all
               may
               feasted
               be
               ;
            
             
               And
               flourish
               in
               thy
               glorious
               Courts
               ,
            
             
               Dear
               God
               ,
               continually
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Many
               do
               seem
               to
               be
               content
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               they
               on
               Husks
               do
               feed
               ;
            
             
               But
               let
               our
               Souls
               to
               Christ
               be
               bent
               ,
            
             
               And
               stor'd
               with
               all
               we
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               One
               hour
               in
               thy
               blest
               Courts
               let
               's
               prize
            
             
               Above
               all
               times
               and
               days
               ;
            
             
               And
               also
               sing
               and
               laud
               thy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               And
               live
               unto
               thy
               praise
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             201.
             
          
           
             A
             Feast
             of
             Fat
             things
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               thou
               art
               great
               ,
               and
               also
               good
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               Love
               and
               Grace
               is
               such
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               giv'st
               poor
               hungry
               Souls
               sweet
               Food
               ,
            
             
               And
               nothing
               think'st
               too
               much
               ;
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               For
               them
               who
               unto
               Christ
               do
               come
               ,
            
             
               All
               things
               prepared
               be
               ;
            
             
               No
               sooner
               do
               they
               once
               come
               home
               ,
            
             
               But
               welcome
               are
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               fatted
               Calf
               ,
               and
               Bread
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               And
               precious
               Wine
               good
               store
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               things
               else
               which
               Sinners
               need
               ,
            
             
               Are
               ready
               for
               the
               Poor
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Where
               feed
               and
               feast
               all
               on
               free
               cost
            
             
               May
               such
               who
               hungry
               be
               ;
            
             
               All
               is
               of
               Grace
               ,
               that
               none
               may
               boast
               ,
            
             
               But
               only
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               O
               then
               let
               's
               ▪
               eat
               and
               drink
               the
               best
               ,
            
             
               And
               praise
               the
               Lord
               above
               ;
            
             
               And
               lean
               upon
               his
               dearest
               Breast
            
             
               Till
               ravished
               with
               Love.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             202.
             
          
           
             
               
                 Unless
                 ye
                 believe
                 that
                 I
                 am
                 he
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               HOw
               dark
               is
               he
               ,
               how
               blind
               ,
               also
            
             
               Who
               hath
               a
               carnal
               mind
               ?
            
             
               He
               hath
               no
               peace
               if
               he
               so
               die
               ,
            
             
               He
               none
               shall
               ever
               find
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               He
               that
               in
               Christ
               doth
               not
               believe
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               in
               Truth
               now
               receive
            
             
               The
               offers
               of
               his
               special
               Grace
               ,
            
             
               May
               not
               his
               Loss
               retrieve
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Die
               in
               your
               Sins
               ,
               Tremble
               and
               Fear
               ,
            
             
               What
               Man
               is
               it
               can
               hear
            
             
               Those
               words
               ,
               and
               find
               his
               heart
               not
               now
            
             
               Rent
               and
               to
               pieces
               tare
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Let
               's
               lift
               thy
               Name
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               And
               make
               sweet
               melody
               ;
            
             
               And
               so
               believe
               and
               live
               ,
               that
               we
            
             
               In
               sin
               may
               never
               die
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             203.
             
          
           
             The
             glorious
             Gift
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               ALL
               praise
               and
               glory
               now
               be
               given
            
             
               To
               God
               ,
               the
               Lord
               above
               ,
            
             
               Who
               gives
               to
               us
               the
               best
               of
               Heaven
               ,
            
             
               Himself
               ,
               His
               Grace
               ,
               and
               Love.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               2
            
             
               Most
               precious
               are
               his
               Promises
               ,
            
             
               They
               firm
               and
               sure
               be
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               all
               our
               wants
               wilt
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               supply
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               continually
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Though
               we
               are
               poor
               in
               earthly
               things
               ,
            
             
               And
               little
               do
               possess
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               richer
               are
               than
               wicked
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               shall
               have
               less
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               He
               that
               hath
               God
               ,
               possesseth
               all
               ,
            
             
               And
               what
               would
               he
               have
               more
               ?
            
             
               Shall
               not
               that
               Man
               contented
               be
               ?
            
             
               Can
               any
               think
               he
               's
               poor
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               let
               us
               then
               lift
               up
               our
               voice
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               melodiously
               ;
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               Lord
               always
               rejoyce
            
             
               Until
               we
               come
               to
               die
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             204.
             
          
           
             Christ
             became
             poor
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               O
               Holy
               and
               most
               glorious
               King
               ,
            
             
               The
               mighty
               Prince
               of
               Peace
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               that
               Lamb
               by
               whom
               we
               came
            
             
               From
               sin
               to
               have
               release
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               in
               the
               glorious
               Form
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               Before
               all
               Worlds
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               Most
               splendently
               O
               thou
               didst
               shine
               ,
            
             
               And
               nothing
               didst
               thou
               need
               :
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               yet
               thy
               love
               to
               us
               was
               such
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               for
               us
               becam'st
               poor
               ,
            
             
               That
               we
               through
               thy
               great
               Poverty
            
             
               Might
               all
               have
               Riches
               store
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4
            
             
               We
               never
               can
               to
               thee
               express
            
             
               Our
               Thanks
               sufficiently
               ,
            
             
               Who
               in
               our
               stead
               ,
               and
               for
               our
               sakes
            
             
               A
               shameful
               death
               didst
               die
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Wrath
               and
               Curse
               that
               was
               our
               due
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               didst
               endure
               ;
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               Grave
               ,
               O
               thou
               didst
               lye
               ,
            
             
               Our
               freedom
               to
               procure
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               depths
               and
               heighths
               of
               divine
               Love
               !
            
             
               None
               can
               compare
               with
               thee
               ,
            
             
               So
               low
               to
               lye
               ,
               that
               we
               on
               high
            
             
               At
               last
               might
               raised
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               art
               all
               in
               all
               to
               us
               ,
            
             
               To
               God
               all
               praise
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               To
               him
               ,
               to
               thee
               ,
               and
               Spirit
               ,
               we
            
             
               Will
               sing
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             205.
             
          
           
             A
             Hymn
             of
             Dr.
             P.
             taken
             out
             of
             his
             [
             
               Century
               of
               select
               Psalms
            
             ,
             p.
             201.
             ]
             
             (
             From
             several
             Passages
             of
             the
             Revelations
             .
             )
          
           
             
               ALL
               ye
               that
               serve
               the
               Lord
               ,
               his
               Name
            
             
               See
               that
               ye
               celebrate
               ;
            
             
               And
               ye
               that
               fear
               him
               ,
               sing
               aloud
            
             
               His
               praise
               ,
               both
               small
               and
               great
               .
            
             
               O
               thou
               great
               Ruler
               of
               the
               World
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Works
               our
               wonder
               raise
               :
            
             
               Thou
               blessed
               King
               of
               Saints
               ,
               how
               true
            
             
               And
               righteous
               are
               thy
               ways
               !
            
          
           
             
             
               Who
               would
               not
               fear
               and
               praise
               thy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               only
               Holy
               One
               ?
            
             
               The
               World
               shall
               worship
               thee
               ,
               to
               whom
            
             
               Thy
               Judgments
               are
               made
               known
               .
            
             
               Most
               Holy
               ,
               Holy
               ,
               Holy
               ,
               Lord
            
             
               Almighty
               is
               thy
               Name
               ;
            
             
               Which
               was
               before
               all
               time
               ,
               and
               is
               ▪
            
             
               And
               shall
               be
               still
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               All
               Glory
               ,
               Pow'r
               ,
               and
               Honour
               ,
               tho●
               .
            
             
               Art
               worthy
               to
               receive
               ;
            
             
               For
               all
               things
               by
               thy
               Pow'r
               were
               made
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               thy
               Pleasure
               live
               .
            
             
               To
               thee
               of
               right
               ,
               O
               Lamb
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               Riches
               and
               Pow'r
               belong
               ;
            
             
               Wisdom
               and
               Honour
               ,
               Glory
               ,
               Strength
               ,
            
             
               And
               every
               praising
               Song
               .
            
          
           
             
               Thou
               as
               our
               Sacrifice
               wast
               slain
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               thy
               precious
               Blood
               ,
            
             
               From
               ev'ry
               Tongue
               and
               Nation
               hast
            
             
               Redeem'd
               us
               unto
               God.
            
             
               Blessing
               and
               Honour
               ,
               Glory
               ,
               Power
               ,
            
             
               By
               all
               in
               Earth
               and
               Heaven
               ,
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               sits
               upon
               the
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Lamb
               ,
               be
               giv'n
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           PART
           IX
           .
           Containing
           part
           of
           some
           Select
           PSALMS
           of
           DAVID
           .
        
         
           
             HYMN
             206.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               1.
               
            
             The
             Blessed
             Man.
             
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               THe
               Man
               is
               bless'd
               that
               shuns
               the
               Snare
            
             
               Of
               wicked
               Mens
               advice
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               Sinners
               Paths
               ,
               or
               Scorners
               Chair
            
             
               By
               no
               means
               can
               entice
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               But
               his
               delight
               both
               day
               and
               night
            
             
               Is
               in
               God's
               holy
               Law
               ,
            
             
               Wherein
               he
               waits
               and
               meditates
            
             
               With
               constant
               care
               and
               awe
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Like
               planted
               Tree
               by
               Water-Springs
            
             
               Shall
               such
               a
               Man
               be
               made
               ,
            
             
               A
               Tree
               that
               timely
               Fruit
               brings
               forth
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Leaf
               shall
               never
               fade
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               God
               shall
               bless
               with
               good
               success
            
             
               All
               actions
               of
               the
               Just
               ;
            
             
               Unlike
               them
               far
               the
               wicked
               are
               ,
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               driven
               Dust
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Therefore
               th'
               Ungodly
               never
               may
            
             
               In
               Judgment
               stand
               acquitted
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               with
               the
               Just
               in
               that
               great
               Day
            
             
               Shall
               Sinners
               be
               admitted
               ;
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               For
               Men
               upright
               are
               Gods
               delight
               ,
            
             
               Their
               way
               to
               him
               is
               known
               ;
            
             
               But
               Sinners
               way
               shall
               soon
               decay
               ,
            
             
               And
               quite
               be
               overthrown
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             207.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               2.
               
            
             Christ's
             Kingdom
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               WHy
               do
               the
               Heathen
               Gentiles
               rage
               ,
            
             
               And
               foolish
               things
               surmize
               ?
            
             
               Kings
               set
               themselves
               against
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               his
               Christ
               despise
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               His
               gracious
               Government
               they
               count
            
             
               Their
               Yoke
               ,
               his
               Laws
               their
               Chain
               ;
            
             
               Freedom
               they
               'll
               have
               without
               controll
               ,
            
             
               No
               Bands
               shall
               them
               restrain
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               God
               above
               will
               scorn
               their
               rage
               ,
            
             
               Their
               vain
               attempts
               deride
               ;
            
             
               He
               will
               affright
               them
               in
               his
               wrath
               ,
            
             
               Vex
               and
               defeat
               their
               pride
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               all
               their
               spite
               I
               've
               set
               my
               King
            
             
               Upon
               his
               holy
               Throne
               ;
            
             
               And
               what
               I
               had
               decreed
               before
               ,
            
             
               Proclaim'd
               him
               now
               my
               Son.
               
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               This
               is
               the
               Birth-day
               of
               his
               Rule
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               Scepter
               I
               'll
               advance
            
             
               Or'e
               all
               the
               Earth
               ,
               the
               Gentiles
               give
            
             
               For
               thine
               Inheritance
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               with
               an
               Iron
               Rod
               shalt
               bruise
            
             
               Their
               disobedient
               Neck
               ;
            
             
               Like
               brittle
               Potsherds
               all
               their
               Pow'rs
            
             
               Without
               resistance
               break
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               7
            
             
               Let
               the
               great
               Rulers
               of
               the
               Earth
            
             
               This
               greater
               Lord
               obey
               ;
            
             
               Serve
               him
               with
               chearful
               willingness
               ,
            
             
               And
               fear
               him
               too
               each
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               In
               low
               submission
               to
               the
               Son
            
             
               Your
               happiness
               does
               lye
               ;
            
             
               then
               ye
               are
               safe
               when
               he
               's
               well-pleas'd
               ;
            
             
               When
               he
               's
               provok'd
               ,
               ye
               die
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             208.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               4.
               
            
             The
             Saints
             Security
             in
             God.
             
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               FOnd
               Men
               ,
               that
               would
               my
               glory
               stain
               ,
            
             
               My
               Government
               despise
               ;
            
             
               How
               long
               will
               ye
               pursue
               vain
               hopes
               ,
            
             
               And
               please
               your selves
               with
               lyes
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Know
               that
               the
               Lord
               does
               righteous
               Men
            
             
               With
               special
               favour
               own
               ;
            
             
               Though
               ye
               despise
               me
               ,
               he
               ne're
               will
            
             
               On
               my
               Petitions
               frown
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Sin
               not
               ,
               but
               fear
               ;
               let
               quiet
               Thoughts
            
             
               Instruct
               and
               make
               you
               wise
               ;
            
             
               Joyn
               a
               pure
               Heart
               with
               Trust
               in
               God
               ,
            
             
               As
               the
               best
               Sacrifice
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Though
               others
               in
               distrust
               of
               thee
            
             
               To
               other
               succours
               fly
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               our
               Hope
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               cast
               on
               us
            
             
               A
               favourable
               Eye
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thy
               Love
               more
               chears
               my
               heart
               than
               when
            
             
               Their
               Corn
               has
               wish'd
               encrease
               ;
            
             
               Or
               when
               a
               happy
               Vantage
               makes
            
             
               Their
               Wine
               o'reflow
               the
               Press
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               6
            
             
               Down
               will
               I
               lye
               in
               peace
               ,
               and
               sleep
            
             
               Shall
               close
               my
               wearied
               Eyes
               ;
            
             
               No
               fear
               disturb
               me
               whilst
               I
               know
            
             
               In
               God
               my
               Safety
               lyes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             209.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               7.
               
            
             Wrath
             against
             Persecutors
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               GOD
               is
               a
               righteous
               Judge
               be
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               one
               that
               will
               repay
               ;
            
             
               And
               with
               the
               lewd
               and
               wicked
               Doer
            
             
               God's
               angry
               ev'ry
               day
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Unless
               he
               do
               his
               sins
               forego
               ,
            
             
               And
               speedily
               repent
               ,
            
             
               He
               'll
               whet
               his
               Sword
               ,
               and
               string
               his
               Bow
               ,
            
             
               He
               hath
               it
               ready
               bent
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               His
               deadly
               Darts
               he
               doth
               ordain
            
             
               To
               smite
               him
               unawares
               ;
            
             
               And
               for
               the
               Persecutors
               pain
            
             
               Sharp
               Arrows
               he
               prepares
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               He
               made
               a
               Pit
               ,
               in
               digging
               which
            
             
               No
               pains
               at
               all
               he
               spar'd
               ;
            
             
               And
               fell
               he
               is
               into
               the
               Ditch
            
             
               Which
               he
               himself
               prepar'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Upon
               his
               own
               unhappy
               Crown
            
             
               His
               mischief
               shall
               be
               spread
               ;
            
             
               His
               violent
               dealings
               shall
               come
               down
               ,
            
             
               And
               light
               on
               his
               own
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               I
               his
               Justice
               will
               proclaim
               ,
            
             
               Who
               judgeth
               righteously
               ;
            
             
               And
               with
               a
               Song
               will
               praise
               the
               Name
            
             
               Of
               God
               until
               I
               die
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             HYMN
             210.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               11.
               
            
             The
             Misery
             of
             the
             Wicked
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               GOD
               in
               his
               Sanctuary
               dwells
               ,
            
             
               Heav'ns
               glorious
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               From
               whence
               he
               views
               the
               Sons
               of
               Men
               ,
            
             
               And
               judges
               ev'ry
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               When
               he
               examins
               righteous
               Ones
               ,
            
             
               He
               does
               their
               works
               approve
               ;
            
             
               Such
               as
               are
               wicked
               and
               unjust
               ,
            
             
               His
               Soul
               can
               never
               love
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Snares
               shall
               besall
               them
               ,
               and
               for
               these
            
             
               This
               mixture
               is
               made
               up
               ,
            
             
               Fire
               ,
               Brimstone
               ,
               and
               tempestuous
               Storms
            
             
               The
               Portion
               of
               their
               Cup.
               
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               God
               who
               himself
               is
               righteous
               ,
               does
            
             
               In
               righteousness
               delight
               ,
            
             
               And
               still
               will
               favour
               and
               protect
            
             
               The
               Man
               that
               is
               upright
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             211.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               15
               
            
             The
             spotless
             Saint
             .
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               LOrd
               ,
               let
               me
               know
               that
               happy
               Man
            
             
               Whom
               thou
               so
               well
               dost
               love
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               may
               praise
               thee
               here
               below
               ,
            
             
               And
               dwell
               with
               thee
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               'T
               is
               he
               whose
               Life
               is
               free
               from
               blame
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               works
               are
               right
               and
               just
               ;
            
             
               Whose
               hearts
               and
               words
               are
               true
               ,
               and
               whom
            
             
               One
               may
               securely
               trust
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3
            
             
               His
               Neighbours
               Credit
               does
               not
               wound
            
             
               By
               a
               detracting
               Tongue
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               in
               his
               Infamy
               delight
               ,
            
             
               Much
               less
               would
               do
               him
               wrong
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Who
               does
               not
               break
               his
               Oath
               when
               he
            
             
               To
               his
               own
               damage
               swears
               ;
            
             
               But
               his
               strict
               Vertue
               far
               before
            
             
               His
               Interest
               preferrs
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Who
               hates
               Exaction
               ,
               and
               rejects
            
             
               Bribes
               to
               betray
               the
               Just
               ;
            
             
               This
               Man
               shall
               ne're
               be
               mov'd
               ,
               but
               may
            
             
               In
               God
               securely
               trust
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             HYMN
             212.
             
          
           
             
               Psal.
               23.
               
            
             
               Pastures
               green
               and
               flourishing
               .
            
          
           
             
               1
            
             
               MY
               Shepherd
               is
               the
               living
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               he
               that
               doth
               me
               feed
               ;
            
             
               How
               can
               I
               but
               be
               richly
               stor'd
               ,
            
             
               Whilst
               he
               supplies
               my
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               In
               Pastures
               green
               and
               flourishing
            
             
               He
               makes
               me
               to
               repose
               ,
            
             
               Hard
               by
               the
               silent
               Water-Spring
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Streams
               with
               pleasure
               flows
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               He
               guides
               my
               Soul
               ,
               so
               apt
               to
               stray
               ,
            
             
               A
               safer
               course
               to
               take
               ;
            
             
               Conducting
               me
               in
               his
               right
               way
               ,
            
             
               For
               his
               alone
               Name
               '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
               O●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
               ;
            
             
               Hence●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
               .
            
          
        
         
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         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A47401-e25040
           
             Deut.
             5.
             1
             ,
             2
             ,
             3
             
          
        
         
           Notes for div A47401-e87130
           
             Ps.
             119.
             140.
             
          
           
             *
             Pliny
             ,
             lib.
             5.
             cap.
             16.
             
             &
             Justin
             ,
             lib.
             36.
             
          
        
         
           Notes for div A47401-e105070
           
             John
             8
             
          
        
         
           Notes for div A47401-e115420
           
             *
             Ezek.
             9.
             2
             ,
             4.