HYMN CLXXXII. Having loved His own, which were in the World, He loved them unto the End. John xiii. 1. THIS I. HIS GoD is the GoD we adore, Our faithful unchangeable Friend Whofe Love is as great as His Pow'r, And neither knows Measure nor End.. II. 'Tis JESUS the FIRST, and the LAST, HYMN ČLXXXIII. A LOUD I cry'd-Aloud I pray'd,. The Sea-weeds wrapp'd about my Head, Wave follow'd Wave with dreadful Noife, Could Could hear a guilty Wretch complain, w Tho' flying from His gracious Sight, The High and Lofty ONE look'd down, Thanksgiving, Love, and humble Praife HYMN CLXXXIV. The Believer's earneft Expectation and Hope. Phil. i 20. let medT H I. E is a GoD of Sov'teign Love That promis'd Heaven to * me, And taught my Thoughts to foar † above Where happy & Spirits be. Prepare John xii. 26. Col. ži. 1, 2. § Heb. xii. 23. Prepare me, LORD, for thy Right Hand, Come Death, and fome celeftial Band, III. Then, my Beloved, take my Souk That, Face to Face, I may behold: My SAVIOUR and my Gov. HYMN CLXXXV. PSALM Cxlviii. I. RAISE ye the LORD, y' immortal Choir, PRA Praise Him who form'd you of his Fire, Shine to his Praife, ye cryftal Skies, Or veil in Shades your Thousand Eyes, II. Thou reftlefs. Globe of golden Light, Luke xvi. 22. + Cant. ii. 16. For For when his Chariot is a Cloud, T T Thunder and Hail, and Fire, and Storms, w The Troops of his Command, U Appear in all your dreadful, Forms, DA And fpeak his awful Hand: Shout to the LORD, ye furging Seas, A In your eternal Roar ; Let Wave to Wave refound his Praife, And Shore reply to Shore, IV... Wave your tall Heads, ye lofty Pines, A To him that bids you grow Sweet Clufters bend the fruitful Vines On ev'ry thankful Bough Thus while the meaner Creatures fing,.. Thro' all the Nations round. 7 H HY M N CLXXXVI. HYMN I. H' extent of JESU's Love What Heart can comprehend? A Breadth whofe Distance none can prove, A Length without an End: The firft-born Seraphs try The Myft'ry to explore; || Pf. civ. 3. Eph. 18, 19. 1 Pet. i. ¡2. The Grace unfearchable, Tranfcending human Thought, Unite to give Him Praise : To CHRIST We lift out Voice, HYMN CLXXXVIL I. THEN Istravail in Diftrefs, W Or Grief of any Kind, Burden'd with Uneafinefs, And Anguifh on my Mind; My Complaints with Speed remove, |