The Love of CHRIST their Hearts constrains, And ftrengthens their unwearied Hands, They spend their Sweat, and Blood, and Pains, To cultivate Immanuel's Land.
4. Alarm'd at their successful Toil,
Satan, and his wild Spirits rage,
They Labour to tear up and fpoil,
And blaft the rifing Heritage.
In every Wilderness they fow
The Seed of Death, the Carnal Mind,
They would not let One Virtue grow,
Or leave One Seed of Good behind.
5. Yet ftill the Servants of their LORD. Look up, and calmly perfevere, Supported by the Mafter's Word,
The Adverse Powers they scorn to fear; Gladly their happy Work purfue:
The Labour of their Hands is feen,
Their Hands the Face of Earth renew,
Diverfified with chearful Green.
6. Wheree'r the faithful Workers turn,
'The Steps of Industry appear,
They labour the dry Wood to burn,
They labour with inceffant Care
The Fruits of Sodom to tread down,
To root up each Accurfed Seed,
By Satan, and his Servants fown,
And plant the Gospel in its Stead.
7. To dig the Ground, they All beftow
Their Lives; from every foften'd Clod
They gather out the Stones, and fow
Th' Immortal Seed, the Word of God.
They water it with Tears and Prayers,
They long for the returning Word,
Happy, if All their Pains and Cares
Can bring forth Fruit to please their LORD.
8. JESUS their Toil delighted fees,
Their Industry vouchfafes to crown,
He kindly gives the wifh'd Increase,
And fends the promis'd Bleffing down:
The Sap of Life, the Spirit's Powers
He rains inceffant from above,
He all His Gracious Fulness fhowers,
To perfect their great Work of Love,
9. He profpers all His Servants Toils:
But of Peculiar Grace has chofe
A Flock, on whom His kindest Smiles,
And choiceft Bleffings He beftows:
Devoted to their Common LORD,
True Followers of the Bleeding Lamb,
By GoD belov'd, by Men abhor'd-
And HERNHUTH is the Fav'rite Name!
10. Here many a Faithful Soul is found,
With Mystick Power of Love endu'd,
Full of the Light of Life, and crown'd
A King, and Prieft to ferve His GOD.
With flaming Zeal for CHRIST they shine,
Their Body, Soul, and Spirit give,
TO CHRIST their Goods and Blood refign,
For CHRIST they freely die and live.
11. What can we offer our Good LORD
(Poor Nothings!) for His boundless Grace!
Fain would we his Great Name record,
And worthily fet forth His Praise.
Dear Object of our growing Love,
To whom our more then All we owe,
Open the Fountain from above,
And let it our full Soul or'eflow.
12. So fhall our Lives Thy Power proclaim,
Thy Grace for every Sinner free,
Till All Mankind' fhall learn Thy Name,
Shall all ftretch out their Hands to Thee.
Open a Door which Earth and Hell
May ftrive to fhut, but ftrive in vaïn:
Let Thy Word richly in us dwell,
And let our Gracious Fruit remain.
13. Oh! multiply Thy Sower's Seed,
And Fruit we every Hour shall bear,
Throughout the World Thy Gospel spread,
Thine Everlasting Truth declare;
We All in Perfect Love renew'd
Shall know the Greatness of Thy Power,
Stand in the Temple of our GoD
As Pillars, and go out no more.
It is mine own Infirmity.
TAVE Mercy, LORD, Thy Wrath remove,
H Nor let Thy Judgments weigh me down,
I cannot live without Thy Love,
I cannot ftand beneath Thy Frown.
2. Wilt Thou not once Thy Face difplay, And dart a Ray of Heavenly Light, Still must I urge my chearless Way,
And mourn thro'out my long-liv'd Night!
3. Lo! in my Prayer I ever mourn,
Vext with the fad Remains of Sin,
Broken, and bruis'd, and rack'd, and torn,
How fhall I bear this Hell within ?.
This Unbelief, thefe cruel Fears,
Distracting Doubts, and torturing Pain,
While Thou art filent at my Tears,
Thou fee'ft them ever flow in vain.
5. And muft I yield to black Despair,
In vain on Thee for Mercy call,
Tempted above what I can bear!
And wilt Thou fuffer me to fall!
6. Never again difclofe Thy Face,
Or fhew me the Atoning Blood ?
Have I exhausted All Thy Grace?
Hath God forgotten to be Good?
7. For ever is Thy Mercy gone,
Thy Truth, and Faithfulness, and Love? Doth angry Juftice rule alone?
Have I no Advocate above?
8. Then pour Thy Vengeance on my Head, And quench the fmoaking Flax in me, Break (if Thou canft) a Bruised Reed,
And caft me out who come to Thee.
9. JESU, I come my Doom to meet, A Sinner whom Thou wilt not spare: But I will perish at Thy Feet,
The first that ever perish'd There!
I will put Enmity between thee and the Woman, and between thy Seed and her Seed, &c.
OD of Truth, and Power, and Love,
Father, Friend of All Mankind,
Let on me Thy Spirit move,
Influence my feeble Mind;
"Twixt the Serpent's Seed and me
Prevalently interpofe,
Break the fatal Amity,
Make us everlafting Foes.
2. Sin hath poifon'd All my Soul,
Sin the Serpent's Curfed Seed:
No one Part in me is whole;
Yet will I the Promife plead,
Promife of All-faving Grace,
Promife of an Inward Power,
Able to redeem the Race,
Me, and all Men to restore.
3. Breath the Breath of Simple Life,
Oh! be Abel born in me
Previous to the Legal Strife,
Innocent Simplicity:
Give me Childishnefs t'oppofe
To the Subtle Serpent's Art;
Childishness no Evil knows,
Give me, LORD, a Simple Heart.
4. Or if Pride hath This deftroy'd
Turn'd into Self-Righteousness,
Let the Law fupply the Void,
Seth (a) fucceed in Abel's Place.
Deeply root Thy Law within
Parent of the Wretched Man: (b)
Check my Forwardness to Sin,
Forcibly by Fear restrain.
5. Bind in me the Strong-Man bind
With the Fetters of the Law,
Curb, and thwart the Carnal Mind,
Keep the Man of Sin in Awe,
Enemy to all that's Good,
Never will He quite give place;
a) A Pofitive Law. (b) v Enos. i. e. Miferable.
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