5. The Thing Thou dost I know not now, 6. Act for Thine own, and Sion's Sake, And groan, and weep, and fuffer ftill. 7. If but one Tempted Soul may find Relief by my afflicted State, I would be patient, and refign'd, Still in the Iron Furnace wait; Still let the Sin, the Grief, the Pain, 8. Still let my bleeding Heart be torn, 1. "B PART IV. EHOLD, ye Souls that mourn for GOD, And take ye 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 lofe by mixing them with Mine. 2. I am 2.1 am the Man who long have known A Cage of Birds, and Beats unclean, 3. I dare not speak, I cannot fhew The black and Blafphemous Despair; 4. A Stranger intermedleth not With our inexplicable Grief, 'Tis paft the Reach of Human Thought The ftrugling Groan, the Paffion load 5. But will He not, at last appear, And make His Power and Godhead known? Surely he shall the Mourner chear, And make the Broken Heart His Throne, Shall break it first, and then bind up: 6. Comfort, ye Minifters of Grace, And own, when now the Cloud's remov'd, 7. Who fow in Tears in Joy fhall reap, L And And bring our Sheaves with vaft Increase, 8. Then let us patiently attend, And wait the Leifure of our LORD, Surely we All fhall in the End Experience His Abiding Word, Shall All his Gracious Power declare, And Fruit unto Perfection bear. 1. My LORD and OTHO, whom fain my Soul wou'd love, Whom I would gladly die to know, This Veil of Unbelief remove, And fhew me, All Thy Goodness shew: JESU, Thyfelf in me reveal, Tell me Thy Name, Thy Nature tell. 2. Haft Thou been with me, LORD, fo long, I pray 3. If now Thou talkeft by the Way Open mine Eyes that I may fee, That I may understand Thy Word, And now cry out, It is the LORD! 4. I know Him by thofe Prints of Love, PART II. The lii. Chapter of Isaiah. WAKE, Jerufalem, awake, "A" No longer in Thy Sins lie down, The Garment of Salvation take, Thy Beauty, and Thy Strength put on. 2. By impious Feet no longer trod.. Thy GoD fhall cleanfe thy every Stain, O Holy City of thy God, Thou shalt not bear His Name in vain. 3. Shake off the Duft that binds thy Sight, And hides the Promife from thine Eyes, Arife, and struggle into Light, 4. Thy Great Deliverer calls, Arife! Shake off the Bands of fad Despair, Look up, thy broken Heart, prepare, 5. For thus the LORD your God hath said, Ye all have fold yourfelves for Nought, A Ranfom (not by you) is paid, Receive your Liberty unbought. 6. My People have been long oppreft, 1 7. They 7. They groan'd beneath the Tyrant's Chain, 3. Th' Oppreffors with infulting Boaft, 9. For This my Jealousy is ftir'd, And fhall a great Deliverance fhew, My People fhall confefs their LORD, My Faithfulness and Mercy know. 10. Surely they All fhall know my Name, They all my Attributes_fhall prove : I am, what I am call'd; I am 3. Juftice, and Truth, and Power, and LOVE. "H PART II. Ow, beautiful His Feet appear High on the Mountain-tops, 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 Ranfom for the Sinner found, GOD reconcil'd, and Man forgiven." 3. That fays to Ifrael's Mournful Race, |