HY M N S. By J. SWAIN, PASTOR of the BAPTIST CHURCH come.y S'ng praife unto our God, for it is pleasant; and praife is Let the children of Zion be joyful in their King. They fhali abundantly utter the memory of thy great goodnefs, and fhall fing of thy righteousness All thy works fhall praise thee, O Jehovah, and thy faints fall bless thee. Pfalms. LONDON: PRINTED FOR THE AUTHOR. Sold by J. MATHEWS, No. 18, Strand; BUTTON, Newington Caufeway; Mrs. GURNEY, Holborn; and at the Veftry of Eaft-street Meeting-houfe, Walworth. 1792. 147.9. 223 HYMN S. HYMN I. Comfort under Affliction. NEW JERUSALEM TUNE. HOW light (while fupported by grace) To those the dear Lord of my peace, Above what the fiends have in hell; That Jefus does every thing well? That Jefus, who stoop'd from his throne To pluck fuch a brand from the fire; A wretch that had nought of his own, Not even a holy defire! My only inheritance fin, A flave to rebellion and luft; Polluted without and within, A child of corruption and duft. Such was I when Jefus look'd down, Yet he gracioufly fmil'd, and faid, 'Live! And murmur beneath his kind rod? And fly in the face of my God? Oh no; in the ftrength he has giv'n, He'll purge away nought but my drofs: HYMN II. NORTHAMPTON TUNE. On the wings of faith uprifing, Jefus crucify'd I fee; While his love, my foul furprising, Cries, I fuffer'd all for thee! Then, beneath the crofs adoring, Here I'd feaft my eyes for ever: As the fea, in restitution, Here, the shades of guilt controlling, Sorrow proves the spring of pleasure, Anguish teams with boundless biifs! Who can think without admiring? See the Lord of life expiring, |