Whom with his Blood He melted dow Then made them Watchmen in the Ga Nor was this Grace to them confin'd, Ye can alike partake the fame, Whofe Hearts are thirfty, free, inclin'd To act as Servants of the Lamb; Ye may in Lands remote rove far abroad, And tell the Savages, the Lamb is God.

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He only wants us to be true,
Obedient, fuited to our Plan;
He gives us Oil each Day anew,
And ufes us in all he can ;

In all Things we may truft his Grace,
And reft on his Almighty Arm,
He keeps us in a fettled Peace,

And shelters us from ev'ry Harm ;
He Bleffings, as his Pleafure is, difplays,
And our fole Bufinefs is to lifp his Praife.

YE

CLXXX.

E who have known th'attoning Blood, To walk with Chrift henceforth mut know;

To Him its Author, for its Food

Faith muft anew each Moment go; The first fweet Grace that made you whole Muft ftill be cherished in the Soul.

Each Soul knows how her Lord to please:
No Methods need that Man be told,
Who ftrongly to the Mark doth prefs,
And can this one Conviction hold;
That he a Sinner loft and poor,
In Chrift hath Glory, Life and Store.
And let that Man confider right,
To Blifs divine he now is led;
When little Obitacles would fright,
Thefe under Foot his Faith mult tread:
From ferving Chrift, he may fuppofe
Nothing but fweeteft Freedom flows.

You

CLXXXI,

OU who of endless Woe wou'd gladly mifs, And want to know the certain Way to Blifs,

2 With Sin and Lufts would end the fruitless

Strife,

And long t' enjoy eternal Reft and Life: Let fuch attend, the Way you'll eafy find, Nor in perplexing Mazes does it wind. Our Innocence in Adam loft, no more We need bemoan, nor our hard Fate deplore: 5 When on the Crofs our Saviour's Side was bor'd,

Full Pardon gain'd he, furer Life reftor'd.

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6 Now

6 Now how this.fov'reign Remedy we may Apply with Safety, Chrift hath fhewn th Way;

7 And that vain Search and Striving we migh: fpare,

HimfelftheWay, Truth,Life,hedoesdedare; 8 An happy Life, bleft Truth, and peacefu Way

To Sinners poor His Gospel does difplay. 9 Your Mifery,my Friend, you need but bring 'To the Lamb's Side, to that eternal Spring to Of Peace and Life; you then will quickly prove

Its wond'rous Pow'r, how warm it flows with Love.

11 O fweeteft Flood of Blood, how does thy Sound

Make my Soul leap with Joy, with Gladnefs bound!

12 How does it warm my cold and frozen Heart,

And with an holy Shame fill ev'ry Part! 13 Our Unbelief and Malice, Luft and Pride, Thefe are the Things for which the Saviour

died.

14 Enter

Enter the Door of Life which open ftands, With Thomas take you Faith from Feet and Hands.

5 Your fin-fick Mind freely to him confefs, He came to fave from Sin, and give Redrefs. 16 Your legal Strife give o'er, you can't "difplease

The Saviour more, than by fuch Arcs as these. 17 Bat alfo this and more forgiven is,

And now nought's left, us to exclude from
Blifs.

18 No Parley with the Foe, I pray you, make, But to the Lamb at once your Caufe betake. 19 Your Mif'ry, Guilt, and Sin for Sacrifice Bring you to him, they're of his Crofs the

Prize.

20 Want of a proper Garb you need not fear, When at the great Tribunal you appear; 21 For his attoning Blood and Righteousness Shall be your gorgeous Robe and thining dress. 22 With me you'll join and all the heav'nly Choirs,

And those who round the Throne do tune their Lyres,

23 In Songs of Praife to the victorious Lamb, Who Sin, and Death, and Hell for us o'er

came.

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CLXXXII.

CLXXXII.

From the German.
No. 1188.

"Outh divine! with Staff in Hand,

Think on thy poor little Band,

Thou who wast a Child in Arms: Let our Joy be daily new,

That Thou once wert here below: Thou wert childlike, happy, true : Make us happy Children too.

CLXXXIII.

AHYMN for the little Children.

UT of Love, O Saviour dear,
Thou haft brought us Children here,
For to know that Thou haft dy'd
And for us wert crucify'd.

2 When our Hearts feel this indeed,
That Thou Lamb for us didst bleed,