X.

Stoop from thy eternal Throne,
See, thy Promife calls Thee down!
High and lofty as Thou art,

Dwell within my worthlefs Heart!
Hear, a fainting Soul revive;
Here for ever walk and live.

XI.

Heav'nly Adam, Life divine,
Change my Nature into Thine :
Move, and fpread throughout my Soul,
Actuate and fill the whole :

Be it I no longer now,

Living in the Flesh, but Thou.

XII.

HOLY GHOST, no more delay, Come, and in thy Temple ftay; Now thy inward Witness bear, Strong, and permanent, and clear ;, Spring of Life, Thy felf impart, Rife eternal in my Heart!

W

LONGING.

I.

ITH bending Knees, and aking Eyes,
Weary and faint, to Thee my Cries,
To Thee my Tears, my Groans I fend:
O when shall my Complainings end?

II.

Wither'd my Heart, like barren Ground
Accurs'd of GoD; my Head turns round,
My Throat is hoarfe: I faint, I fall,
Yet falling, ftill for Pity call.

Eternal

Eternal Streams of Pity flow,

From Thee their fource to Earth below:
Mothers are kind, because thou art,
Thy Tenderness o'erflows their Heart.

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LORD of my Soul, bow down thine Ear,
Hear, Bowels of Compaffion, hear!
O give not to the Winds my Pray'r :
Thy Name, thy hallow'd Name is there!

V.

Look on my Sorrows, mark them well,
The Shame, the Pangs, the Fires I feel;
Confider, LORD, thine Ear incline !
Thy Son hath made my Suff'rings thine.

Thou, Jesu, on th' accurfed Tree Didft bow thy dying Head for me; Incline it. now! Who made the Ear, Shall he, shall he forget to hear!

VII.

See thy poor Duft, in Pity fee,
It ftirs, it creeps, it aims at Thee!
Hafte, fave it from the greedy Tomb!
Come!

Ev'ry Atom bids Thee come!

VIII.

'Tis thine to help! Forget me not!
O be thy Mercy ne'er forgot!
I ock'd is thy Ear! Yet ftill my Plea
May speed; for Mercy keeps the Key.

IX.

Thou tarry't, while I fink, I die,
And fall to nothing! Thou on high
Seeft me undone. Yet am I ftil'd
By thee (loft as I am) thy Child!

Didnt

X.

Didft Thou for this forfake thy Throne ?
Where are thy ancient Mercies gone?
Why fhould my Pain, my Guilt furvive,
And Sin be dead, yet Sorrow live?

XI.

Yet Sin is dead; and yet abide
Thy Promifes; they fpeak, they chide:
They in thy Bofom pour my Tears,
And my Complaints prefent as theirs.

XII.

Hear, JESU! hear my broken Heart? Broken fo long, that ev'ry Part

Hath got a Tongue that ne'er fhall cease,
Till thou pronounce,
Depart in Peace.

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XIII.

My Love, my Saviour, hear my Cry;
By these thy Feet at which I lie!
Pluck out thy Dart! Regard my Sighs;
Now heal my Soul, or now it dies.

GOD's Love to Mankind.

I.

GOD, of Good th' unfathom'd Sea,

Who would not give his Heart to Thee! Who would not love Thee with his Might?

O JESU, Lover of Mankind,

Who would not his whole Soul and Mind

With all his Strength to thee unite ?

II.

Thou fhin'ft with everlafting Rays;
Before th' unfufferable Blaze

Angels

Angels with both Wings veil their Eyes:
Yet free as Air thy Bounty ftreams
On all thy Works, thy Mercy's Beams,
Diffufive as thy Sun's, arife.

Aftonifh'd at thy frowning Brow,

Earth, Hell and Heav'ns itrong Pillars bow,
Terrible Majefty is Thine!

Who then can that vaft Love exprefs
Which bows Thee down to me, who lefs
Than nothing ani, till Thou art mine ? ́

IV.

High-thron'd on Heav'n's eternal Hill,
In Number, Weight, and Measure ftill
Thou fweetly order'st all that is:
And yet Thou deign'ft to come to me,
And guide my Steps, that I with Thee
Enthron'd, may reign in endless Blifs.

V.

Fountain of Good, all Bleffing flows
From Thee; no Want thy Fulness knows:
What but Thyself canft Thou defire?
Yes; felf-fufficient as Thou art,
Thou doft defire my worthlefs Heart,
This, only This Thou doft require.
VI.

Primeval Beauty! in thy Sight!
'The firft-born, faireft Sons of Light
See all their brightest Glories fade:
What then to me thy Eyes could turn,
In Sin conceiv'd, of Woman born,

A Worm, a Leaf, a Blaft, a Shade?
VII.

Hell's Armies tremble at thy Nod,
And trembling own th'Almighty GoD

Sov'reign of Earth, Air, Hell and Sky. But who is this that comes from far, Whofe Garments roll'd in Blood appear? 'Tis GOD made Man, for Man to die!

VIII.

O GOD, of Good th' unfathom'd Sea,
Who would not give his Heart to Thee?
Who would not love Thee with his Might?
O JESU, Lover of Mankind,

Who would not his whole Soul, and Mind,
With all his Strength, to 1 hee unite ?

HYMN on the Titles of CHRIST.

I.

RISE my Soul, arise

A Thy Saviour's Sacrifice!

All the Names that Love could find,
All the Forms that Love could take,

JESUS in himself has join'd,

Thee, my Soul, his own to make.

II.

Equal with GoD most high,
He laid his Glory by :

He, th' eternal GOD, was born,
Man with Men he deign'd t' appear,

Object of his Creature's Scorn,

Pleas'd a Servant's Form to wear.

III.

Hail everlasting LORD,

Divine, incarnate Word!

Thee let all my Pow'rs confefs,

Thee my latest Breath proclaim;

Help, ye Angel Choirs to blefs,

Shout the lov'd Immanuel's Name,

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