s Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join ;
Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
4 Ho! ye that pant for living ftreams,
And pine away and die;
Here you may quench your raging thirft 7 On Babylon our feet fhall tread,.
With fprings that never dry.
In that rejoicing hour;
The ruins of her walls fhall fpread
A pavement for the poor.
Truft in the Lord, for ever truft,
And banish all your fears:
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells,
Eternal as his years.
4 Here fhall you taste unmingled joys,
And live in perfect peace;
You that have known Jehovah's name,
And ventur'd on his grace.
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6 What though the rebels dwell on high,
His arm hall bring them low;
Low as the caverns of the grave
Their lofty heads shall bow.
[2" I thank thy fov'reign pow'r and love, "That crowns my doctrine with fuccefs; "And makes the babes in knowledge learn "The heights, and breadths, and length's of grace..
4 How bleffed are our eyes,
That fee this heav'nly light;
Prophets and kings defir'd it long,
But dy'd without the fight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs,
And defarts learn the joy..
6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad; Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
3" But all this glory lies conceal'd,
"From men of prudence and of might;
"The prince of darkness blinds their eyes,
"And their own pride refifts the light.
"Father, 'tis thus, because thy will
"Chofe and ordain'd it should be fo;.
"'Tis thy delight t' abase the proud,
And lay the haughty fcorner low..
5" There's none can know the Father right,-
"But those who learn it from the Son;
"Nor can the Son be well receiv'd,
"Butwhere the Father makes him known."
6 Then let our fouls adore our God,
That deals his graces as he please ;
Nor gives to mortals an account,
Or of his actions or decrees.
XII.
COMMON METRE.
Free Crace in revealing Chrift. Luke x. 23. ESUS the man of conftant grief, mourner all his days;
JESUS
His Spirit once rejoic'd aloud,
And turn'd his joy to praise.
2 Father I thank thy avondrous love..
That bath revealed thy Son
To men unlearned; and to babes
Has made thy gofpel known.
3. The myffries of redeeming grace
Are. hidden from the wife,
While pride and carnal reas'nings join.
To fwell, and blind their eyes.
4 Thus doth the Lord of heav'n and earth
His great decrees fulfil,
And orders all his works of grace
By his own sov'reign will.
XI.
LONG METRE..
The Humble enlightened, and carnal Reafon humbled Or, The Sovereignty of Grace. Luke x. 21, 22,
THERE was an hour when Christ
rejoic'd,
And fpoke his joy in words of praife;
"Father, I thank thee, mighty God,
"Lord of the earth and heav'ns, and feas:'
XIII. LONG METRE.
The Son of GOD incarnate: Or, The Titles
and the Kingdom of CHRIST. Ifa. ix. 2, 6, 7. THE lands that long in darkness lay, have a heav'nly Nations that fat in death's cold fhade, Are bless'd with beams divinely bright..
2 The virgin's promis'd Son is born;
Behold the expected child appear:
What fhall his names or titles be?
The Wonderful, The Counsellor.
3[This infant is the mighty God,
Come to be fuckled and ador'd;
Th' eternal Father, Prince of peace,
The Son of David, and his Lord.]
4 The government of earth and feas
Upon his fhoulders shall be laid;
His wide dominions fhall increase,
And honours to his name be paid.
5 Jefus the holy child shall fit
High on his father David's throne,,
Shall crush his foes beneath his feet,
And reign to ages yet unknown.
2 I glory in infirmity,
That Chriff's own pow'r may reft on me ;
When I am weak, then am I ftrong,
Grace is my fhield, and Chrift my song..
3I can do all things, or can bear
All fuff'rings, if my Lord be there;
Sweet pleafures mingle with the pains,
While his left hand my head-fuftains.
4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn,
And we attempt the work alone;
When new temptations fpring and rife,
We find how great our weakness is..
3
He lives! he lives! and fits above,
For ever interceeding there :
Who fhall divide us from his love,
Or what thould tempt us to defpair ?>
4 Shall perfecution or diftrefs,
Famine, or fword, or nakednefs?.
He that hath lov'd us, bears us through,
And makes us more than conqu'tors too.
5 Faith hath an overcoming pow'r, It triumphs in the dying hour. Chrift is our life, our joy, our hope, Nor can we fink with such a prop..
6 Not all that men on earth can do,
Nor pow'rs on high, nor pow'rs below,
Shall caufe his mercy to remove,
Or wean our hearts from Chrift our love.
5 So Sampfon, when his hair was loft,
Met the Philifines to his coft;
Shook his vain limbs with fad furprize,
Made feeble fight, and loft his eyes.
XV. LONG METRE.
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Our own Weaknefs, and Cbrift our Strength 2. Cor. xii. 7, 9, 10.
L'
ET me but hear my Saviour say,
Strength fhall be equal to the day:
Then I rejoice in deep diftrefs,
Leaning on all-sufficient grace.
XVI: COMMON METRE.
Hofanna to Chrift. Matth. xxi. 9. Luke xixa 38, 40.
to the royal Son
Of David's ancient line! His natures two, his perfon one, Myfterious and divine.
2 The root of David here we find,,
And offspring is the fame ;.
Eternity and time are join'd
In our Immanuel's name.
2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought The battles of the Lord,
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith,
And wait the fure reward.]
'WHA
in ftate
7HAT mighty man,or mighty God,
Comes travelling
Along the Idumean road,
Away from Bozrah's gate!
2 The glory of his robes proclaim
'Tis fome victorious king:
"'Tis I the just, the Almighty One,
"That your falvation bring."
3 Why, mighty Lord, thy faints inquire,
apparel's
And all thy vefture ftain'd like thofe
Who in the wine-prefs tread?
XXX.
LONG METRE.
Prayer for Deliverance anfwered. Ifa. xxvi.
8. -20.
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thine own ways, O God of love,
We wait of thy grace;
Our fouls defire is to thy name,
And the remembrance of thy face.
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My thoughts are fearching, Lord for thee
'Mongft the black fhades of lonefome night;
My earnest cries falute the fkies,
Before the dawn restore the light.
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4 "I by myfelf have trod the prefs,
"And crush'd my foes alone;
"My wrath has ftruck the rebels dead,
My fury stamp'd them down.
""Tis Edom's blood that dyes my robes
"With joyful fcarlet stains;
The triumph that my raiment wears
"Sprung from their bleeding veins.
• “ Thus fhall the nations be deftroy'd
"That dare infult my faints;
"I have an arm t' avenge their wrongs,
* An ear for their complaints."
Look how rebellious men deride
The tender patience of my God;
But they fhall fee thy lifted hand,
And feel the fcourges of thy rod.
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Hark! the Eternal rends the sky,
A mighty voice before him goes,
A voice of mufick to his friends,
But threat ning thunder to his foes..
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