Sweet in the Confidence of Faith,
To truft his firm Decrees;
Sweet to lie paffive in his Hands,
And know no Will but his.

If fuch the Sweetnefs of the Streams,
What muft the Fountain be,
Where Saints and Angels draw their Bliss
Immediately from thee.

HYMN CCLXXV. C. M.

On John 6. 67.

HEN any

W any turn from Zion's Way,

(Alas! what Numbers do!)

Methinks I hear my SAVIOUR fay,
"Wilt thou forfake me too?”

Ah Lord! with fuch a Heart as mine,
Unless thou hold me faft,

I feel I muft, I fhall decline,
And prove like them at laft.

Yet thou alone haft Pow'r, I know,
To fave a Wretch like me;
To whom, or whither, could I go,
If I fhould turn from thee?

The Help of Men and Angels join'd,
Can never reach my Cafe ;

Nor can I hope Relief to find,
But in thy boundless Grace.

No Voice but thine can give me Reft,
And bid my Fears depart;

No Love but thine can make me bleft,
And fatisfy my Heart.

What Anguish has that Queftion ftirr'd,
If I will alfo go?

Yet, LORD, relying on thy Love,
I humbly Anfwer, No!

L

HYMN CCLXXVI. 8s.

JEHOVAH JESUs.

Mat. 18. 20.

O! GOD is here; let us adore,

And own, how dreadful is this Place! *

May all within us feel his Pow'r,†

And, filent, bow before his Face.

Who know his Pow'r, his Grace who prove, Serve him in Spirit, Truth, and Love. §

Lo! Gon is here; Him Day and Night,
Harmonious Choirs of Angels fing;
To Him, enthron'd in glitt'ring Light,
Their nobleft Praife the Elders bring.
Difdain not, LORD our meaner Song,
Who Lifp it, with a ftamm'ring Tongue.

Lo! GOD is here; may all our Praise,
His Courts with grateful Fragrance fill;

* Gen. 28. 17. † PS. 103. 1. § John 4. 248

And whilft we ftand before his Face,
Still hear, and do his Sov'reign Will.
To Him unfeigned Thanks be giv❜n,
For Grace on Earth, and Life in Heav'n.

HYMN CCLXXVII. S. M.
To the TRINITY,

L

ET GOD the FATHER live, For ever on your Tongues, Sinners from his free Love derive The Ground of all their Songs.

CHORU S.

Praife the LORD, Hallelujah Praife the LORD, Hallelujah ; Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Praife the LORD.

Ye Saints employ your Breath,
In Honour to the SON;

Who bought your Souls from Hell and Death,
By off'ring up his own.

Praise the LORD, &c.

Give to the Spirit praise,

Of an immortal Strain;

Whofe Light, and Pow'r, and Grace conveys, Salvation down to Men.

Praife the LORD, &c.

To the great ONE and THREE,*
Who feal the Grace in Heav'n,
The FATHER, SON, and SPIRIT, be
Eternal Glory giv❜n,

Praise the LORD, &c.

HYMN

CCLXXVIII. L. M."

Thy Kingdom come.

H! when fhall we, fupremely bleft,
Enter into thy glorious Reft;

Partake the Triumph of the Sky,
And Holy, Holy, Holy, cry.

With all thy heav'nly Hofts, with all
Thy bleffed Saints, we then fhall fall,
And fing, in Extacy unknown,
And praife thee on thy dazling Throne.

Honour, and Majefty, and Pow'r,
And Thanks, and Bleffings evermore,
Who doft through endless Ages live,
Thou, LORD! art worthy to receive.

For thou haft bid the Creatures be,
And ftill fubfift to Pleasure thee;
From thee they came, to thee they tend,
Their gracious Source, their glorious End.

*One JEHOVAH: Three Perfons, or, Three, of whom, I, Thou, and He may be dicated.

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