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The Thing Thou doft I know not now,

But I shall know hereafter, LORD,
To 7 hy dread tovereign Will I bow,

Thy Will be done, Thy Name ador'd,
Act for the Glory of Thy Name:
Lo! in Thy gracious Hands I am.
6. Act for Thine own, and Sion's Sake,

And let Thy Will in me be done;
If but One Soul may Comfort take

By hearing me so deeply groan, Still let me all my Burthen feel, And

groan, weep, and suffer ftill.


7. If but one Tempted Soul may find

Relief by my afflicted State,
I would be patient, and resign'd,

Still in the Iron Furnace wait;
Still let the Sin, the Grief, the Pain,
The Thorn in my weak Flesh remain.
8. Still let my bleeding Heart be torn,

If other bleeding Hearts it chear,
Disconsolate for Thee I mourn,

My Nature's Cross consent to bear, To languish for my Lord's delay, And weep a Thousand Lives

away. PART IV.

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EHOLD, ye Souls that mourn for GOD,
And take


Comfort from my Grief, Be strengthen'd by my grievous Load,

Let my Distress be your Relief,
With mine your Tears and Sorrows join,
And lose by mixing them with Mine.

2.I am the Man who long have known

The Strength and Rage of Inbred Sin,
My Soul is dead, my Heart is Stone,

A Cage of Birds, and Beakts unclean,
A Den of Thieves, a dire abode
Of Dragons, but no House of God.

3. I dare not speak, I cannot shew

The Depths of Satan harbour'd there, , The Horrors of Infernal Woe,

The black and Bifphemous Despair ; Who can conceive but Those that feel Indwelling Sin, Indwelling Hell!

4. A Stranger intermedleth not

With our inexplicable Grief,
'Tis past the Reach of Human Thought

The Torture of this Unbelief,
The strugling Groan, the Paffion load
The Heart that says, There is no God.

5. But will He not. at last appear,

And make His Power and Godhead known? Surely he ihall the Mourner chear,

And make the Broken Heart His Throne,
Shall break it first, and then bind up:
In Hope believe ye against Hope.
6. Comfort, ye Ministers of Grace,

Comfort my People, faith our God!
Ye foon shall see His smiling Face,

His Golden Septre, not his Rod,
And own, when now the Cloud's remov'd,
He only chaften’d whom He lov'd.

7. Who sow in Tears in Joy shall reap,

The LORD shall comfort All that mourn, Who now go on our Way and weep,

With Joy we doubtless shall return,

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And bring our Sheaves with valt Increase,
And have our Fruit to Holiness." .do

8. Then let us patiently attend,

And wait the Leisure of our LORD, Surely we All fall in the End

Experience His Abiding Word, Shall All his Gracious Power declare, And Fruit unto Perfection bear.

My LORD and my God.
Thow, whom fain my Soul wou'd love,

, Whom I would gladly die to know, This Veil of Unbelief remove,

And shew me, All Thy Goodness Thew:
Jesu, Thyself in me reveal,
Tell me Thy Name, Thy Nature tell.

2. Haft Thou been with me, LORD, so long,

Yet Thee my LORD, have I not known?
I claim Thee with a faultring Tongue,

I pray Thee in a feeble Groan.
Tell me, O tell me who Thou art,
And speak Thy Name into my Heart.

3. If now Thou talkeft by the Way

With such an Abject Worm as Me, Thy Myiteries of Grace display,

Open mine Eyes that I may see, That I may understand Thy Word, And now cry out, It is the LORD!

4. I know Him by those Prints of Love,

His bleeding Wounds are open wide,
Thro' Faith I handle Him, and prove,

I thrust my Hand into His Side,
I feel the sprinkling of His Blood
JESU, Thou art my LORD iny God!



The lii: Chapter of Isaiah. * down,

Wake, Jerusalem, awake, The Garment of Salvation take,

Thy Beauty, and Thy Strength put on. 2. By impious Feet no longer trod,

Thy God shall cleanse thy every Stain, O Holy City of thy God,

Thou fhalt not bear His Name in vain.:

3. Shake off the Dait that blinds thy Sight,

And hides the Promise from thine Eyes, Arife, and struggle into Light,

Thy Great Deliverer calls, Arise!"

4. Shake off the Bands of fad Despair,

Sion affert thy Liberty,
Look up, thy broken Heart prepare,

And God shall set the Captive free.

5. Fór thus the LORD your God hath said,

Ye all have sold yourselves for Nought, A Ransom (not by you) is paid,

Receive your Liberty unbought.

6. My People have been long oppreft,

No Glory thence redounds to me, Long have I seen them fore distrest,

Griey'd at my People's Misery.

7. They

7. They groan'd beneath the Tyrant's Chain,

Sin rul'd them with an Iron Rod, The suffering Abjects howl'd for Pain,

They groan'd, but durft not groan to God.

8. Th’Oppressors with insulting Boaft,

My Truth and Saving Power contemn'd, My Worship, and my Praise was lost,

My Name was every Day blasphem'd.

9. For This my Jealousy is ftir'd,

And shall a great Deliverance Thew, My People shall confess their LORD,

My Faithfulness and Mercy know.

10. Surely they All shall know my Name,

They all my Attributes thall prove : I am, what I am callid; I am

Justice, and Truth, and Power, and LOVE.


"Ow, beautiful His Feet appear

"who brings

Glad Tidings of Salvation near,

Salvation from the King of Kings! 2. Who publishes the joyful Sound,

Proclaims a Peace 'twixt Earth and Heaven, A Ransom for the Sinner found,

God reconcild, and Man forgiven. 3. That says to Ifrael's Mournful Race,

Awake, arise, shake off thy Chains, Believe the Word of Gospel-Grace, .

Thy God, thy great Redeemer reigns:

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