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4. The glory of His robes proclaim
3-"hy, mighty Lord, thy faints enquire,
$. " 'Tis Edam's blood that dyes my robes .
'" With joyful sciirler stains; "The triumph that my raiment wears
"Sprung from their bleeding veins. 6. *' Thus shall the nations be destroy'd
"That dare infult my sairts; '" I have an ami t' avenge their wronp-s,
"An ear for their complaints.
§ PART II
7." I lift my banners, faith the Lo R D,
9." Quite weary is my patience grown,
10. " I call for helpers, but in vain:
"Well, mine own arm has might enough
"To crush my foes alone.
"Shall walk the streets around,
'' And stagger to the ground.
12. Thy honors, O victorious king,
t CCCLH Christ crucisying
1. X X 7 HAT object's this that meets my eyes
VV From out Jeruilem's gate;
2. Who can it be that groans beneath
A pond'rous cross of wood; Whose foul's o'erwhelm'd in pains of death, And body's bath'd in blood?
3. Is this the man, can this be He,
E'en Jesus, God's dear S0»; Wapp'd in mortality to die
For crimes that I had done r 4.-P bleff d fight! O lovely form
To finful fouls like me!
And see Him die for me.
5. I'll hear his groans and view his wounds,
CCCLIII. Sels examination.
i \\ J HAT strange perplexities arise? Y V What anxious sears and jealoufies?
Crouded in doubtful light appear;
2. And what am I? my foul awake,
Does no dark fign, no ground of sear,
3. What image does my spirit bear?
In thought and word and action shine?
4. Searcher of hearts, O search me still; The secrets of my foul reveal;
My sears remove 5 let me appear
To God and my own conscience clear.
5. Scatter the'clouds, that o'er my head Thick glooms of dubious terrors spread; Lead me into celestial day,
And to myself mysels display!
6. May I at that bless'd world arrive,
Vv here Christ through all my foul shall
t CCCLIV. For a Publick Fast.
1. TT7HEN Abra'm, full of secred awe*
2- With what fuccess, what wond'rous grace,
3. And could a single pious foul
4. Britain, all-guilty ai she is,
Has of true faints an host;
5. Are not the righteous dear to Thee
Now, as in ancient times? Or does this finsul land exceed Gomorrah in her crimes?
6. Still we are thine, we bear thy name
Here yet is thine abode;
7. O may our people, priests and king,
Thy choicest blessings share;
CCCLV. God's Goodness and Care.
[2. O how shall words with equal warmth
3. Thy providence my lise fustain'd,
[4. To all my weak complaints and cries,
5. Unnumber'd comforts to my foul
Besore my insant heart conceiv'd
[7. Through hidden dangers, toils and deaths,
'P A R T - II. 8. When worn with sickness,, oft hast thou With health renew'd my face; And, when in sins and sorrows funk, Reviv'd my soul with grace ]
[9. Thy bounteous hand with worldly bins
i0. Ten thoufand thousand precious gifts
[i2. When nature fails, and day and night
[i3. Through all eternity to thee
A joyful song I'll raife;
For O ! eternity's too short
To utter all thy praife.]
.f CCCLVI. At the Funeralofa young Per-
2. While pity prompts the rising sigh;
3-. Let this vain world engage no more!
4. The voice of this alarming scene
May ev'ry heart obey ) . Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray I
5. O let us fly, to Jefus fly,
Whose pow'rful arm can fave! Then shall our hopes ascend on high, Arid triumph o'er the grave
6. Great God, Thy.sov'reign grace impart,
With cleansing healing pow'r!
f CCCLVII/ Strength from Hemen.
i \JC7 HENCE do our mournful thoughts V V arife?
And where's our courage sled?
That fona'd the earth and sea? J*^
And can an all-creating arm
3. Treafures of everlasting might
In our Jbhovah dwell;
4. Meer mortal power shall fade and die,
Shall seel ourJlrength increase.
5. The faints shall mount on eagles wings.
And taste the promis'd blifs, 'Till their unwearied seet arrive
Where persect pleafure is. ,
CCCLVBI. Our Support under Trials.
a. Should earth against my foul engage,
3. Let cares, like a wild deluge come,
And storms of forrow fall,
4. There shall I bathe my weary foul
In seas of heavenly rest;
CCCLIX- The World's Three Chies Tempta-
Honor, and gold, and senfual joy,
[2. Honor's a pusf of noify breath;
3. Whilst others starve the nobler mind.
4. The pleasures that allure our sense,
t CCCLX. The Cross.
i.TTTHEN I furvey the wond'rous cross,
2. Forbid it, Le R D, that I should boast
3. See from his head, hjs hands and seet.
+. Were the whole realm of nature mine,
f CCCLXI. Reverential Hope of Pardon.
I. TI 7HEN rising from the bed of death,
l. If yet while pardon may be sound,
3. When thou, Olord, shalt stand difclos'd
In majesty severe,
4. But thou hast told the troubled mind,
Who does her sins lament; The timely tribute of her tears Shall endless woe prevent.
5. Then see the sorrows of my heart,
Ere yet it he tpo late; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, To give those sorrows weight.
6. For never shall my soul despair
Her pardon to procure;
§ CCCLX1I. C,»:e, Lord JESUS.
i. TT7HEN shall Thy lovely face be seen?
[z. Our months are ages of delay,
3. Ye heavenly gates, loose all your chains, Let the eternal pillars bow;
Blest Saviour, cleave the starry plains,.
4. Hark, how Thy faints unite their cries,
5. Put Thy bright robes of triumph on,
6. Our spirits shake their eager wings,
T' attend Thy lhining chariot down.]
7. Now let our chearsul feyes furvey
*• The blazing earth and melting hills; Ar.d fmite to see the lightnings play, And flash along besore Thy wheels.
8. O sor a shout os .violent joys
To join the trumpet's tbuno'ring sound! The angel herald (hakes the skies, Awakes the graves, and tears the ground.
9. Ye stumb'ring faints, a heavenly host Stands waiting at y.-ur gaping tombs; Let every facred sleeping dust
Leap into lise, sor Jesus comes.
[io-je sus the God of might and love,