2. His deep-dy'd crimson Robes outvie 3. How ftrong, how ftately does He go! 4. 'Tis I, who to my Promise stand; I, who Sin, Death, Hell, and the Grave Have foil'd with this All-conquering Hand: 'Tis I, the LORD, mighty to fave. 5. Why wear'st Thou then this crimson Die, Say, Thou All-conquering Hero, why? Why do thy Garments look all red, Like them that in the Wine-fat tread ? 6. The Wineprefs I alone have trod, That pondrous Mafs I ply'd alone, And with me to affift was none, A Task worthy the Son of GOD! 7. Angels ftood trembling at the Sight, 8. The Blood gufh'd out, and chequer'd o'er 9. The Day, the Signal Day is come, 10. I look'd who to affift stood by: Trembled Heaven's Hoft, nor ventur'd nigh: Ev'n to my Father did I look In Pain my Father me forfook. : 11. Awhile amaz'd I was to fee None to uphold, or comfort me: Then I arofe in Might array'd, And call'd my Fury to my Aid; 12. My Single Arm the Battle won, PART II. 1. I too will magnify the LORD, And emulate the Angels Lays, His Loving-kindnesses record In Sounds of Everlasting Praise. 2. For All He hath on Us beftow'd. 3. How Good to Ifrael's Chofen Race His Riches are Unfearchable. 4. Surely, He faid, mine own they are, 5. Sweetly He ftrove their Hearts to gain, They They never ask'd His Help in vain, 6. Dear as the Apple of His Eye From all the fav'rite Nation faved. 7. He rescued when to Evil fold, He fnatch'd them from impending Harms, 8. He magnified His Saving Power, The Objects of His tend' reft Love, 9. But Oh! they foon forfook their GoD, The faithlefs and rebellious Race In devious Paths of Evil trod, And griev'd the Spirit of His Grace. 10. They vex'd; and forc'd His Wrath to rife, His Vengeance fell fo long delay'd: Conftrain'd the Rebels to chastise, He pour'd His Judgments on their Head. 11. His Mercy then He call'd to mind, He call'd to mind the antient Days When Only Merciful, and kind He smiled on the Peculiar Race. 12. Where is He Now-their GOD, their Guide! (He taught their Hearts the Powerful Plea) Where is He Now, their Hearts replied, Who brought His People from the Sea? 13. Who 13. Who plac'd a Shepherd o'er the rest, 14. Them by the Hand of Mofes led, 15. The LORD of Hofts in All appear'd, 16. He brought them thro' the wondrous Way, The Deep was dry at His Command, Secure they march'd in firm Array, Nor ftumbled, till they reach'd the Land. 17. Smooth as the gen'rous nurtur'd Beast, 18. Thus didft Thou guide Thy Chofen Race, PART III. 1. GOD of Eternal Majefty, High as Thou art, from Heaven look down, Holy, and Juft, we cry to Thee, Behold us from Thy Glorious. Throne ! 2. Where is Thy Strength to conquer Sin? Thy Zeal to fave a fallen Race? Thy Thy Bowels founding from within? 3. Thy Pity, and Paternal Care, The tender Yearnings of Thy Heart, Are they reftrain'd? Is Fury there? Ah no! Thou ftill our Father art. 4. Doubtless Thou art our Father still, 5. Our LORD, and our Redeemer now JEHOVAH is Thy Glorious Name. 6. Why then, O LORD, if Ours Thou art, 7. Why haft Thou hid Thy lovely Face, And caus'd us from Thy Paths to err? Abandon'd by Refraining Grace Our Hearts were harden'd from Thy Fear. 8. Yet, LORD, for Thee again we mourn, Now let our Prayers Thine Aid engage, Now for Thy Servant's fake return, And chear Thy drooping Heritage. 9. The Land we fondly deem'd our own (Alas, how fhort a Time enjoy'd!) Our Adverfaries have or'ethrown, And trampled on the Houfe of GOD. |