Olet us find the Ancient Way,
Our wond'ring Foes to move,
And force the Heathen World to say,
"See how thefe Chriftians love!"
HYMN XXII.
The Communion of Saints.
PART I.
NOME, and let us fweetly join,
Chrift to praise in Hymns divine;
Give we all with one accord,
Glory to our common Lord;
Strive we, in Affection ftrive,
Let the purer Flame revive,
Such as in the Martyrs glow'd,
Dying Champions for their God.
Sing we then in Jefu's Name,
Now, as Yefterday the fame :
One in ev'ry Age and Place,
Full of Love, of Truth, and Grace!
Chrift is now gone up on high,
(Thither may our Wishes fly ;)
Sits at God's Right-Hand above,
There with him we reign in Love!
ARTNERS of a glorious Hope, Lift Hearts and Voices up, your
Jointly let us rife and fing,
Chrift our Prophet, Prieft, and King.
Monuments of Jefu's Grace,
Speak we by our Lives his Praise,
Walk in him we have receiv'd,
Shew we've not in vain believ'd.
While we walk with God in Light,
God our Hearts doth ftill unite;
Deareft Fellowship we prove,
Fellowship of Jefu's Love:
Sweetly each with each combin'd,
In the Bonds of Duty join'd,
Feels the cleanfing Blood apply'd,
Daily feels that Christ hath dy'd.
Still, O Lord, my Faith increafe,
Cleanfe from all Unrighteousness ;
Thee, th' unholy cannot fee;
Make, O make us meet for thee!
Ev'ry vile Affection kill,
Free our Souls from ev'ry Ill,
Conquer ev'ry inbred Sin,
Write thy Law of Love within.
Hence may all our Actions flow,
Love the Proof that Chrift we know,
Mutual Love the Token be,
Lord, that we belong to thee!
Love thy Image, Love impart,
Stamp it fully on each Heart;
Only Love to us be giv❜n,
Lord, we afk no other Heav'n.
HYMN XXIV.
PART III.
ATHER, Son, and Spirit, hear
Faith's effectual fervent Prayer;
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Hear, and our Petitions feal,
Let us now the Anfwer feel;
Myftically one with thec,
Tranfcript of the Trinity:
Thee let all our Nature own,
One in Three, and Three in One
Build us in one Body up,
Call'd in one high Calling's Hope;
One the Spirit whom we claim,
One the pure baptifmal Flame,
One the Faith, and common Lord,
One the Father lives ador'd,
Over, thro', and in us all,
God incomprehenfible.
One with God, the Source of Blifs,
Ground of our Communion this;
Life of all that live below,
Let thy Emanations flow;
Rife eternal in our Heart:
Thou our only Eden art;
Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft,
Be to us what Adam loft.
USBAND of thy Church below,
Chrift, if thee our Lord we know,
Unto thee betroth'd in Love,
Always faithful let us prove;
Never rob thee of our Heart,
Never give the Creature part!
Only thou poffefs the Whole,
Take our Body, Spirit, Soul.
Stedfaft let us cleave to thee,
Love the Myftic Union be!
Union to the World unknown,
Join'd to God, in Spirit one!
Wait we 'till the Spouse fhall come,
"Till the Lamb fhall take us Home,
For his Heav'n the Bride prepare,
Solemnize our Nuptials there.
Let it hence to all be known,
Thou art with thy Father one;
One with him in us be fhew'd,
Very God of very God;
Sent our Spirits to unite,
Sent to make us Sons of Light,
Sent that we his Grace may prove,
All the Riches of his Love.
HRIST, from whom all Bleffings flow,
Comforting thy Saints below,
Hear us, who thy Nature fhare,
Who thy myftic Body are;
Join us, in one Spirit join,
Let us ftill receive of thine,
Still for more on thee we call,
Thee who filleft all in all.
Move, and actuate, and guide,
Diverse Gifts to each divide;
Plac'd according to thy Will,
Let us all our Works fulfil ;
Never from our Office move,
Needful to the others prove,
Ufe the Grace on each beftow'd,
Temper'd by the blessed God.
Many are we now and one,
We who Jefus have put on;
There is neither Bond nor Free,
Male nor Female, Lord, in thee.
Love like Death, hath all deftroy'd,
Render'd all Diftinctions void;
Names and Sects, and Parties fall,
Thou, O Chrift, art all in all !
ING of Saints to whom are giv'n
All in Earth, and all in Heav'n,
Reconcil'd thro' thee alone,
Join'd and gather'd into one:
Heirs of Glory, Sons of Grace,
Lo to thee our Hopes we raife,
Raife and fix our Hopes on thee,
Full of Immortality.
Abfent in our Flefh from Home,
We are to Mount Sion come :
Heaven is our Soul's Abode,
City of the living God;
Enter'd there our Seats we claim
In the new Jerufalem;
Join the countless Angel Quire,
Greet the Firft-born Sons of Fire.
We our Elder- Brethren meet,
We are made with them to fit;
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