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Praise him for his noble Deeds,
Praise him for his matchlefs Power;
Him from whom all good proceeds,
Let Earth and Heaven adore.

Publifh, fpread to all around
The great Emmanuel's Name,
Let the Trumpet's Martial found
Him Lord of Hofts proclaim:
Praise him every tuneful String,
All the reach of heav'nly Art,
All the Powers of Mufic bring,
The Mufic of the Heart.

Him, in whom they Move and Live,
Let every Creature fing,
Glory to their Maker give,
And Homage to their King;
Hallow'd be his Name beneath,
As in Heaven on Earth ador'd,
Praise the Lord in every Breath,
Let all things praife the Lord.

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LORD and God of heav'nly Powers, HAL.

Theirs and O benignly ours,

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HAL.

Glorious King let Earth proclaim,

HAL.

Worms attempt to chant thy Name.

HAL.

Bow

Bow thine Ear in Mercy, bow,
Hear the Worlds Atonement thou,
Jefus in thy Name we pray,
Take, O take our Sins away.

Thee, to laud in Songs Divine,
Angels and Arch-Angels join ;
We, with them, our Voices raise,
Ecchoing thine eternal Praise.

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord,

Live by Heaven and Earth ador'd;
Full of thee, they ever cry
Glory be to God on high.

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HYMN

Hallelujah.

CXXVIII.

Under Defertion, &c.

APPY the Hours, the golden Days,
When I could call my Jefus mine,
And fit and view his fmiling Face,
And melt in Pleafures all Divine.

Near to my Heart, within my Arms
He lay, 'till Sin defil'd my Breaft,
'Till broken Vows, and earthly Charms,
Tir'd and provok'd my heav'nly Guest.

And now he's gone; (O mighty Woe)
Gone from my Soul, and hides his Love!
My curfed Sins they griev'd him fo,
My Sins that forc'd him to remove.

Break,

Break, break my Heart; complain my Tongue,
Hither, my Friends, my Sorrows fee,
While my poor Spirits pant and die,
And Groan for thee, my God for thee.

Yet let my Hope look thro' my tears,
And view the Saviour's gracious Throne;
He comes! my Groans and Pray'rs he hears,
Come, O my well beloved, come.

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Defiring to Pray.

THOU Father of Compaffion,
O thou God of Mercies hear,
Send the Spirit of Supplication,
Send the glorious Comforter:
Have refpect to Jefu's Merit,
To thy Church the Gift impart,
Send him now, the pleading Spirit
Pour into thy Peoples Heart.

If we have through him found Favour,
If for us he ever Prays;

Now, in honour of our Saviour,
Grant the all commanding Grace:
Stir us up to Prayer unceafing,
Let us all the Promife claim,
Wrestle for the mighty Bleffing,
For the new, myfterious Name.

Send

Send our long-defir'd Meffias,
Us to teach thy perfect Way,
Faithful, fervent as Elias,
Let us in the Spirit Pray;
We are poor, and weak, and filly,
And to ev'ry Evil prone,
O may Jefus love us freely,
And receive us for his own.

HYMN

CXXX.

Chrift the Pearl of great Price.

WH

HAT a Pearl of Glory lies,
Hid in the Gofpe! Field,
What a Jewel of great Price,
Is in the World conceal'd!
Who can fet its Virtues forth,
How exquifite its Glories are,
Its ineftimable Worth,
What Mortal can declare ?

'Tis not all that we can give,
That can this Pearl procure,
We in earthly Houfes live,
And are extremely Poor;

We like Beggars must receive,

This Alms from our moft gracious God,
On poor Sinners who believe,

This Gift fhall be beftow'd.

When this goodly Pearl I wear,
And put this Jewel on,
I fhall covet nothing here,
But tread thefe trifles down:

Then

Then my Heart will be above,
My Joy and Treafure will be there,
I fhall walk in Light and Love,
And with my Lord appear.

JE

HYMN CXXXI.

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Thou haft led Captivity Captive.

ESUS is gone up on high,
To fill a heav'nly Throne,
He Captives leads Captivity,
And tramples Satan down:
Gifts from his Father he receives,
For poor rebellious Man,
The Sinner who in him believes,
That Soul is Born again.

Good Spirit, like a rushing Wind,
Defcend and fill this Place,
Let ev'ry Soul to God be join'd,
And feel an inward Peace;

Sit on our Heads like cloven Tongues,
That we may fing thy Praife,

And lengthen out our joyful Songs,
To everlafting Days.

Lord we are Blind, be thou our Sight,
And Dead, be thou our Life,
Enter our Souls with all thy Might,
And end this inward Strife;
Our Hearts, alas! are like the Earth
Without Form, Dark and Void,
Awake us to a second Birth,
And fill our Hearts with God.

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