V. Submission to afflictive providences, Job i. 21. NAKED as from the earth we came, And crept to life at first, 2. The dear delights we here enjoy And fondly call our own Are but short favours borrow'd now, 3. 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) 4. Peace, all our angry passions then, Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sov'reign will, And ev'ry murmur die. 5. If smiling mercy crown our lives Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too That strikes our comforts dead. VI. Triumph over death, Job xix. 23, 25, 27. GREAT God! I own thy sentence just, And nature must decay, To dwell with fellow clay. 10 20 2. Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave And trample on the tombs; My Jesus my Redeemer lives, 3. The mighty Conqu'ror shall appear High on a royal seat, And death, the last of all his foes, 4. Tho' greedy worms devour my skin 5. Then shall I see thy lovely face : 10, 20 VII. The invitation of the gospel, or spiritual food and clothing, Isa. lv. 1, 2, &c. LET ev'ry mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejcice, The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice. 2. Ho! all ye hungry starving souls. That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys 3. Eternal wisdom has prepar'd A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites 4. Ho! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die, Here you may quench your taging thirst 5. Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join, [6. Ye perishing and naked poot 7. Come naked, and adorn your souls 8. Dear God! the treasures of thy love 9. The happy gates of gospel grace: VIII. The safety and protection of the Church, Isa.xxvi.1,--6. How honourable is the place Where we adoring stand, Sion the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land! 2. Bulwarks of mighty grace defend The city where we dwell; 3. Lift up the everlasting gates, 4. Here shall you taste unmingled joys 5. Trust in the Lord, for ever trust, 6. What tho' the rebels dwell on high 7. On Babylon our feet shall tread In that rejoicing hour; The ruins of her walls shall spread 10 20 IX. The promises of the covenant of grace, Isa. iv. 1, 2. Zech. xiii. 1. Micah vii. 19. Ezek. xxxvi. 25, &c. In vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty wind; The choicest blessings earth can yield 2. Come, and the Lord shall feed our souls 3. Our God will ev'ry want supply 4. Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls And wash away our stains In the dear fountain that his Son Pour'd from his dying veins. [5. Our guilt shall vanish all away Tho' black as hell before, Our sins shall sink beneath the sea 6. And lest pollution should o'erspread Our inward pow'rs again, Like purifying rain.] 10 20 |