Is there a Thing beneath the Sun, O hide this Self from me, that I Nor let one darling Luft furvive, Oh Love thy fovereign Aid impart, Each Moment draw from Earth away, To praise our dear Saviour our Mafler divine. Him let us adore, Who cover'd with Gore, Late hanged on Calv'ry, both wounded and He worthy is blefs'd, By Spirits at reft, (poor. Who once in this Defert,his Godhead confefs'd. The heav'nly Spheres, Who faw him in Tears, Yea, ev'ry ftrong Angel his Perfon reveres. The Prophets who told Sing now sweet Thanksgiving on Pfalt❜ries of The Fathers to whom He fhew'd he would come, (Gold. Now in his Pavilion, take up their long Home. The Spirits of Men,. Who for him were flain, From Abel the Righteous, share now in his The Apoftles who flood, Refifting to Blood, (Reign. For Jefus's Golpel, rejoice in their God.. My Soul bear a Part, For ranfom'd thou art,. By Jefu's Blood-fhedding, his Burial and To him that was flain, The fcorn'd Nazarene, (Smart. Be Glory and Honour, let all fay Amen. L HYMN XL. JUDGMENT. O he cometh countless Trumpets, 'Midft ten thoufand Saints and Angels, Hallelujah Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Now his Merit, by the Harpers, They who pierc'd him, they who pierc'd him, (they who pierc'd him, Shall, at his Appearing wail. " Ev'ry Ifland, Sea, and Mountain, Heav'n and Earth, fhall flee away; All, who hate him,, muft, afhamed, Hear the Trump proclaim the Day.. Come to Judgment, come to Judgment, come (to Judgment, Stand before the Son of Man. Saints, who love him, view his Glory, Happy Mourners, happy Mourners, happy (Mourners, Lo, in Clouds, he comes, he comes. Now Redemption, long expected, View him filing, now determin'd All the Nations now fhall fing him O come quickly! O come quickly! O come Hallelujah! come, Lord, come. HYMN XLI. (quickly! CHRIST Our Great High Priest. A Good High Prieft is come, And taking up his Room, The Law by Aaron's Priefthood came, But Grace and Truth by Jefu's Name. My Lord a Prieft is made, Ordain'd to offer Blood. For Sinners who his Mercy feek, He once Temptations knew, In ev'ry Point the Lamb was try'd He dies, but lives again, And by the Altar ftands ; There fhews how he was flain, And op'ning his pierc'd Hands. He 'bides a Prieft, and pleads our Caufe, Tranfgreffors of his righteous Laws. I other Priests difclain, And Laws and Offerings too; None but the bleeding Lamb The mighty Work can do: He fhall have all the Praife, for He |