All He waters from Above,
Offers All His Joy and Peace,
Settled Comfort, perfect Love,
Everlasting Righteousness.

5. All may

from Him receive

A Power to turn and live;
Grace for every Soul is free,
All may hear th' Effectual Call;
All the Light of Life may fee,
All may feel he died for All.

6. Drop down in Showers of Love
Ye Heavens from Above!
Righteoufnefs, ye Skies, pour down,
Open, Earth, and take it in,
Claim the Spirit for your own,
Sinners, and be fav'd from Sin.

7. Father, behold we claim
The Gift in JESU's Name!
Him the Promis'd Comforter
Into all our Spirits pour;
Let Him fix His Manfion here,
Come, and never leave us more.

A THANKSGIVING.

GOD of my Salvation hear

And help a Sinner to draw near

With Boldness to the Throne of Grace:

Help me Thy Benefits to fing,
And fmile to see me feebly bring
My humble Sacrifice of Praise.

2. I cannot praise Thee as I would,
But Thou art Merciful, and Good s

I know, Thou never wilt despise The Day of small and feeble Things, But bear me till on Eagle's Wings To all the Heights of Love I rife.

3.

I thank Thee for that Gracious Tafte, (Which Pride would not permit to laft)

That Touch of Love, that Pledge of Heav'n Surely on Me my Father fmil'd, And once I knew him reconcil'd,

And once I felt my Sins forgiven.

4. My LORD and GoD I then could fee,
My Saviour, who had died for Me,
To bring the Rebel near to GoD:
Thou didft, Thou didft, Thy Peace impart,
Pardon was written on my Heart

In largest Characters of Blood.

5. When I had forfeited my Peace, My Manners in the Wilderness,

Infinite Love, how didft Thou bear! Thou wou'dft not give the Sinner up, My Heart retain'd a feeble Hope,

And could not, durft not yet despair.

6. Affail'd with Doubt, and Fear, and Grief, I ftagger'd oft thro' Unbelief,

Yet ftill Thou wou'ldft not let me yield, When ftronger Souls their LORD denied, And fell on Heaps on every Side,

I never caft away my Shield.

7. Vileft of all the Sons of Men, When I to Folly turn'd again,

And finn'd against Thy Light and Love,
Grace did much more than Sin abound,
Amaz'd I ftill Forgiveness found,

And thank'd my Advocate above.
Q

8. Saviour

8. Saviour, for this I thank Thee now,
My Saviour to the utmost Thou

Haft fnatch'd me from the Gates of Hell,
That I to all Mankind may prove
Thy free, Thy Everlasting Love,

9.

Which All Mankind with me may feel.

The boundless Love that found out me,
For every Soul of Man is free,

None of Thy Mercy need defpair;
Patient, and pitiful, and kind
Thee every Soul of Man may find,
And freely fav'd Thy Grace declare.

10. A vile, backfliding Sinner I
Ten thousand Deaths deserve to die,
Yet ftill by fovereign Grace I live,
Saviour, to Thee I still look up,
I fee an Open Door of Hope,

And wait Thy Fulness to receive.

11. How shall I thank Thee for the Grace,
The Truft I have to fee Thy Face,
When Sin fhall all be purg'd away!
The Night of Doubts and Fears is past,
The Morning-star appears at laft,

And I fhall fee Thy Perfect Day.

12. I foon shall hear Thy Quickning Voice,
Shall always pray, give Thanks, rejoice,
(This is Thy Will, and faithful Word)
My Spirit meek, my Will refign'd,
Lowly as Thine fhall be my Mind,
The Servant fhall be as his LORD.

13. Already, LORD, I feel Thy Power, Preferv'd from Evil every Hour,

My

My great Preferver I proclaim;
Safety and Strength in Thee I have,
I find, I find Thee ftrong to fave,
And know that JESUS is Thy Name.

14. By Faith I every Moment ftand,`
Strangely upheld by Thy Right-hand.
I my own Wickedness eichew,,
A Sinner I am kept from Sin;
And Thou shalt make me pure within,.
And Thou shalt form my Soul anew..

15.

I thank Thee, whofe Atoning Blood:
Each Moment interceeds with GoD,

Sprinkling my every Word and Thought;
GOD hears Thy Blood for Mercy cry,
And paffes all my Follies by ;

He fees, but He imputes them not.

16. I fin in every Breath I draw,
Nor do Thy Will, nor keep Thy Law
-On Earth as Angels do above:
But ftill the Fountain open ftands,
Washes my Feet, and Head, and Hands,
Till I am perfected in Love.

17. Come then, and loofe, my ftammering Tongue,
Teach me the new, the joyful Song,

And perfect in a Babe Thy Praise :

I want a thousand Lives t'employ
In publishing the Sounds of Joy!
The Gospel of Thy General Grace.

18. Come, LORD; Thy Spirit bids Thee come,
Give me Thyself, and take me home,
Be now the Glorious Earnest given,
The Counsel of Thy Grace fulfil,
Thy Kingdom come, Thy Perfect Will

Be done on Earth, as 'tis in Heaven.

A Dialogue

A Dialogue of ANGELS and MEN.

A. I'

YE

E Worms of Earth our GoD admire, The GoD of Angels praife: M. Praife Him for Us, ye Heavenly Quire, His Earth-born Sons of Grace.

A. 2. His Image view in Us difplay'd,
His Nobler Creatures view:

M. Lower than You Our Souls He made,
But he redeem'd them too.

A. 3. As Gods we did in Glory shine,
Before the World began :

M. Our Nature too becomes Divine,
And God Himself is Man.

A. 4. He cloath'd Us in these Robes of Light,
The Shadow of His Son :

M. We with tranfcendant Glory bright,
Have CHRIST Himself put on.

A. 5. Spirits like Him He made Us be,

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M. Join'd to the LORD, One Spirit we
With JESUS are the fame.

pure Etherial Flame :

A. 6. We fee Him on His daz'ling Throne,
Crowns He to Us imparts:

M. To Us the King of Kings comes down,
And reigns within our Hearts.

A. 7. Pure as He did at firft create,
We Angels never fell:

M. He faves us from our lost Estate,
He refcues Man from Hell.

A. 8. When