3 Now ev'ry where, with fuch a Shout That all the Pow'rs of Hell may hear, (Which Sound fuch cannot understand Who carry an unopen'd Ear)

Let's write it on each Pilgrim's Door, t
Blood-Region is this Land all o'er :
That this World's God, tho' ne'er so fain,
May not the Heathen-World detain.
14 Think on the Pilgrims and their Toil,
Dear Saviour! a right Pafs they use;
Where'er they move, let Free-Grace blow,
And let th' Accufer fomewhat lofe !
In Ceylon, and St. Thomas-Ifle,

In Surinam and Greenland's Soil,
In Penfylvania, Carolina,

The Cape, St. Cruz, Barbies and Mina,

CLXXVIII.

From the German.

No. 1216.

E bleft Domeftics of the flaughter'd
Lamb;

YE

Y ejoint Partakers of illuftrious Shame ;
Ye Twigs and Branches of the standard
Wood;

Ye flout Afferters that the Lamb is God;

You

+ 1 Cor. xvi. 9.

2 You who by Nature curfed Sinners were, Yet now of Sons and Heirs the Glory fhare You who have found fweet Reft in Jefu's Smart,

More or lefs happy, as you know his Heart; 3 You as yet fingle and but little ty'd,

Invited to the Supper with the Bride,
That, like the former Warriors, each may
ftand

Ready for Land, Sea, Marriage at Com-
mand;

4 You who would rather live and fight a while, Than be difmifs'd as yet from glorious Toil; Who from the World's bewitching Lufts are fled,

And burn t' advance the Glory of your
Head:

5 Before the Youth divine, come, bow the Knee,

Eldeft of all the Heav'nly Family; And lie fo long before the gracious Throne Of the fcorn'd Nazarene, call'd Jofeph's Son, 6 So long, fo long, from Interruption free, Till you can Him in Spirit fmiling fee, Till He with each of all your fingle Train Shall go, the ways on Earth to pave and plain.

7 O Holy Mafter, O Eternal Love, Teacher of Spirits perfect made above, Experteft Bridegroom Hearts to win and

Woo,

Here feeft Thou Benches full of Scholars too!

8 Come, Lord, at upper End affume thy Place, Talk, till the Tears run trickling down our

Face;

The Tears, which Thy fweet Words shall caufe to flow,

Till where, or what we are, we scarce can know.

9 Thou our Defence, our Caftle, Rock and Shield,

We to thy Yoke ourselves moft gladly yield; This makes each Burthen as a Feather light, Which heretofore would ftagger and affright. 10 At thy Command, we go, or here, or there, Many Commands, as many Conquefts are, Speak but the Word, all Obftacles must flee: Here moves a Mountain, there divides a Sea. CLXXIX.

From the German.

E Learners of the Grace and Blood, Feed,feed, and learn, this Time embrace,

Wafe

Wash yourselves clean in that pure Flood, And gain there Health and Chearfulness: Of Right belong ye to the Lord, Who bought you at fo dear a Rate, And who to make you his Reward, Baptiz'd you in his Blood and Sweats Ye all for Drink unto this Well may go, Till your Eyes fparkle, and your Hearts o'erflow.

2 Who once has drank, thirftsDayandNight, For what? for Sinners loft and dead, To feize them as the Saviour's Right, And wed them to their Lord and Head : This was his Thirft upon the Tree: This Thirft is then our Call of Grace, Which from the Moment we were free, Within our Hearts obtain'd a Place ; Thirft then, till you can loud this Grace proclaim,

And call the wildeft Heathens to his Name.

3

This I am fure's your only Aim,
Ye who are Jefu's Witneffes,

To fée the Heathen kifs the Lamb,

And ftoutly claim their Right of Grace,
The helpless worthlefs Sinner's Right,
That weighty Point fo little known:
Gird ye then ready for the Fight,
And in your Ranks march boldly on,
Traverse

2

Traverse both Earth and Seas to spread this Flame,

And preach up ev'ry where the flaughter'd Lamb.

4

We chearful Hallelujah! cry,

Thou faithful Witness Chrift the Lamb,
Thy Zeal once urg'd Thee on to die,
And Thou this Moment art the fame;
Thou bid'ft thy Sparks of Grace arise,
Which ev'ry where a Flame produce;
Tow'rds many Slaves Thou turn'ft thiae
Eyes,

And fo prepar'ft them for thine Ufe,
That they with Longing after others move,
Shewing the Greatness of thy bleeding Love.
5 Can there among you one remain,
Ye Brethren who the Saviour know,
Who're freed from Sin's accurfod Chain,
Whofe very Spirit does not glow
For Surinam and Thomas Ifle,
For Pensilvania, and Barbies,

The Cape, and Greenland's distant Soil,
The Calmucks and the Cherichees?

Who for the Heathen has not burnt andglow'd,
To dip them in the Stream of Jefu's Blood?
6 Ye know what Honour he hath won
With Brethren in the fingle State,

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