2 The forrows of the mind

3

Be banish'd from the place, Religion never was defign'd To make our comforts lefs.

Let those refufe to fing

Who never knew our God;
The children of the heav'nly King
Should speak their joys abroad.

4 Then let our fongs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry;

We're marching through Immanuel's land To fairer worlds on high.

15.

The Crofs's Shade.

I fat under his fhadow with great delight. Cant. ii. 3. That which we have feen and heard declare we unto you, that your joy may be full. 1 John i. 3, 4. We believe, and therefore we speak. 2 Cor. iv. 13.

CHIL

It

HILDREN of Ifrael, fee what shade
The crofs doth us afford!

was for weary finners made:
We thank thee for it, Lord!

2 Gethsemane can witness ftill
How meekly there he cried:
So can the brow of Calv'ry's hill,
Where our great Master died.

3 We fing thy righteousness and blood,
And agonizing pain:

We fing thy griefs, thou dying God,,
Thou LAMB for finners flain!

4 We hail thee, thou by Jews revil'd;
To thee we bow the knee:
Hail, very God! the promis'd Child!
The prophets fang of thee.

5 We are thy living witneffes;
And teftify that thou

Art all our righteousness and peace,
For we have prov'd thee fo.

6 While others fing the unknown God,
We each will fing of thee—

Jefus hath wash'd me in his blood,
And lov'd and died for me.

Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praife. Pf. c. 4.

Him that cometh unto me I will in no wife caft out. John vi. 37.

His own right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory. Pf. xcviii. 1.

I

NOW begin the heav'nly theme,
Sing aloud in Jefu's name;

Ye, who Jefu's kindness prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.

2 Ye, who fee the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.

3 Welcome all by fin oppreft,
Welcome to your Saviour's breast;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.

4 Though, alas! ye long have been
Serving divers lufts and fin,
Jefus did the curfe remove,
Cancell'd by redeeming love.

5

He fubdu'd th' infernal pow'rs,
His tremendous foes and ours,
From their curfed empire drove,
Mighty in redeeming love.

6 We will therefore praife the Lord,
Bless his name with one accord;
Ye, who Jefu's kindness prove,
Praise him for redeeming love.

17.

Song of Mofes and the Lamb.

My heart is fixed; I will fing and give praife. Awake, pfaltery and harp; I will awake early. Pf. Ivii. 7, 8.

Praife the Lord, O my foul! while I live will I praife the Lord. Pf. cxlvi. 1, 2.

Whofo offereth praise glorifieth me. Pf. 1. 23.

I

AWAKE, and fing the fong

Of Mofes and the Lamb;

Awake my heart, awake my tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name.

2 Sing of his dying love;
Sing of his rifing pow'r;

3

4

Sing how he intercedes above
For those whofe fins he bore.

Sing on your heav'nly way,
Ye ranfom'd finners, fing!

Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Chrift th' eternal King.

Soon fhall ye hear him fay,
Ye bleffed children, come;

Soon will he call you hence away,
And take his wand'rers home.

18.

Strength afcribed to the Lord.

The youths fhall faint, and the young men shall fail; but they that wait upon the Lord fhall renew their Strength. If. xl. 30, 31.

All my fresh fprings are in thec. Pf. lxxxvii. 7.
Bleffed is the man whofe firength is in thee. PL.
Ixxxiv. 5.

I AWAKE, our fouls; away, our fears;
Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone;
Awake, and run the heav'nly race,

And put a cheerful

courage on.

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
Who feeds the strength of ev'ry faint.

3

The mighty God-whose matchless pow'r
Is ever new, and ever young,

And firm endures, while endlefs years
Their everlasting circles run.

4 From thee, the overflowing Spring,
Our fouls fhall drink a fresh fupply:
But those who truft their native strength
Shall fade away, and droop, and die.