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And will he write his Name,
JE S U, lover of my Soul,
Other Refuge have I none,
Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
Just and Holy is thy Name!
Plenteous Grace with thee is found,
Prayer for Seriousness.
THOU God of glorious Majesty?
Lo! on a narrow Neck of Land,
Or shuts me up in Hell.
O God, mine inmost Soul Convert,
Eternal things impress;
And 'wake to Righteousness.
Before me place in dread Array,
When thou with Clouds shall come
To meet a joyful Doom?
Be this my one great Business here,
My future Bliss t'ensure:
And to the End endure.
Then, Saviour, then, my Soul receive,
And Reign with thee above:
And everlasting Love.
CElestial King, our Spirits lie
Seraphs, Seraphs, with elevated Strains,
Circle thy Throne around,
With an immortal found.
Jesus the Lord their Harps Employ,
Jesus, OHr Love they Sing; Jesus, the Name of both our Joys,
Sounds sweet from ev'ry String.
Now may we rise and join their Song,
And be as Angels too; Our Hearts, our Hands, our Ears, our Tongues,
Here's joyful Work for you.
We would begin the Musick here,
And so our Souls should rise;
Our Spirits to the Skies.
There we that love the Saviour, sit
Amongst your Thrones, or at your Feet,
H Y M N 'LXXVI.
Jesus the only Saviour.
ADAM, our Father, and our Head *^ Transgress'd; and Justice doom'd us dead, Great God we own th' unhappy Name, Whence sprung our Nature, and our Shame.
But, O unutterable Grace!
Amazing Wprk! look down ye Skies,
It is Fintjb'dt
'^T11S done! the Rocks are rent in twain,
*. The Temple's Veil is torn, The Saviour Dies, his parting Soul
To distant Realms is borne.
'Tis sinish'd! the Messiah's Dead,
He Dies, to Die no more;
To Heav'n may sweetly Soar,
He Dies, to shut the Mouth of Hell,
To lead the Way to Heav'n; Dies, that the heavy laden Soul
May ask, and be forgiv'n.
Jesu, we ask, O hear our Pray'r,
Our Saviour, God the Son, Forgive our Sins, our Pardon seal,
And whisper thou, 'Tis Done!