Lord, give a strong courageous faith,
To doom each darling lust to death,
Sin shall no longer live.

7 This foe my Saviour betray'd,
It bound and haul'd him to be try'd,
And rais'd the furious cry,

To crucify the Lord our head :

But, good news! he rose from the dead,
And pleads for us on high.

SONG XXXI.

The LAMB'S BATTLE and VICTORY.

1 The Lamb fought for me,
My foes vanquished he

The lion he conquer'd, when nail'd to the tree.
The Lamb when he fought,
Great victory brought;

Our freedom from bondage to Satan he wrought.
2 The Lamb for us dy'd,

He was crucify'd;

Yet, when at the lowest, hell's pow'rs he defy'd.
He lay in the grave,

Our lost souls to save,

Yet rose as our champion, most valiant and brave.
3 He fought and he fell,
Yet overcame hell;

He conquer'd and triumph'd, for such as rebel.
He rose for our sake,

And did the earth shake,

The devils and keepers to tremble did make.
4 Then rocks they did rend;
Him angels attend,
He taught his disciples, till he did ascend.
He went up in night,
With chariots of light;

A cloud him received out of. his friends' sight.
5 Above he did land,
Sits on God's right hand,

Our high Priest and Sov'reign, all things to command.
There he pleads on high,

Loud doth his blood cry,

For pardon te sinners, who to him do fly.

6 The Lamb's judge of all,
The dead he will call,

All must stand before him, be they great or small.
His mercy is great,
His blood paid our debt,

He will then absolve us when judgment is set.
7 Of Christ that did die,
But now reigns on high,

Our songs with sweet music we'll spread through the sky, With both bearts and tongues

We'll sing the Lamb's songs,

Let ev'ry soul join us that to him belongs.

SONG XXXII.

CHRIST'S SUFFERINGS, and his LOVE to BELIEving Souls.

1 When Jesus pour'd out blood and tears,
A sinking load of wrath he bears,
God's justice to appease.

A bloody robe for us he wore,
His soul in pain did travail sore,
And all to bring us ease.

2 The ploughers bis dear back did plough,
Their scourges here long furrows drew,
In which his blood did run.
They him expos'd to all disgrace,
They spat upon his blessed face,
His love this did not shun.
3 He bore our curse and punishment,
Shed blood till ev'ry drop was spent,
To ransom us from wrath.

Who can his love enough commend,
That saves all criminals condemn'd,
Who look to him by faith?
4 From sin and wrath thou dost relieve
The chief of sinners who believe,
Thy wounds do them inclose:
Their souls in these thy people hide,"
And there they constantly abide,

Safe from their deadly foes.

5 A skreen from wrath, I know of none, But Jesus righteousness alone,

Which covers all our sin. Strict trial this can well endure, For it is infinitely pure,

No flaw is found therein.

6 Thou when on earth the sick didst heal,
And to the hungry bread didst deal,
Our souls when starving feed;
More precious they are than clay,
Lord Jesus, pity souls this day,
And satisfy our need.

7 Believers by thee are belov'd;
A kingdom, ne'er to be remov'd,
Shall unto them be given.
Rich crowns on them thou wilt bestow,
No matter what they want below,
They'll be made up in heav'n.

SONG XXXIII.

CHRIST's great SUFFERINGS bring great BENEFIT to us. 1 The Lamb silent stood,

While men shed his blood!

Himself he gave freely to be our soul's food,
Crown'd was he with thorn,

Us'd with spite and scorn, Yet patiently bore it, to save the forlorn. 2 Exposed he stands,

With nail'd feet and hands,

Deep pierc'd, long bleeding, to pay law's demands.
No man's tongue can tell,
What grief him befel,

In saving lost sinners from sinking to hell.
3 He was doom'd to die
On mount Calvary,

Sore press'd he did utter his last bitter cry.
Our guilt which he bore

Squeez'd blood from each pore,

Great was his soul's torture that made him to roar. 4 His wounds bring us peace,

His pains give us ease,

From sin's pow'r and bondage they give us release.

Christ straying souls sought,
Their pardon he bought,

From Satan's vile slav'ry their freedom he wrought. 5 Lord thy love's divine,

It doth kindle mine,

O let it cause me in all graces to shine.
Dead souls to revive,

When they life derive

From thy wounds, the fountain that makes them alive. 6 I'm sinful and vile,

My heart's full of guile,

It will be free mercy if thou on me smile.
Lord, do not despise

My soul's feeble cries,

Receive a lost sinner that to thy blood flies.
7 This blood saves from hell,
And tears doth dispel,

The thunders of Sinai the Lamb's blood doth quell.
I plead thy free grace,

One smile of thy face,

One word to me spoken will fill me with peace.

APPENDIX.

CONTAINING,

1. A LECTURE on 1 Cor. xi. 17, to the end. 1. A PREPARATION SERMON from Jos. iii. 5. III. An ACTION SERMON from Cant. ii. 4.

A LECTURE

ON 1 COR. XI. 17. TO THE end, concERNING THE INSTITUTION OF THE LORD'S SUPPER.

Verse 17.

Now in this that I declare unto you, I praise you not, that you come together, not for the better, but for the worse. 18. For first of all, when ye come together in the church, I hear that there be divisions among you; and I partly believe it.

19. For there must be also heresies, among you, that they which are approved may be made manifest among you.

IN this passage the apostle takes occasion to reprove

the great disorders and abuses crept in among them in administrating and partaking of the Lord's supper, which (as the ancients tell us) was commonly administered with a love feast annexed to it, which gave occasion to the scandalous disorders here reprehended.

Verse 17. We have the manner of his introducing the charge, Now in this that I declare. unto you, I praise you not, &c. Which shews his willingness to commend

them so far as he could. But such scandalous disorders as they were guilty of in so sacred an institution, he could not pass without a sharp reproof. Why? they inverted the very end and design of the ordinance, which was intended to make them better, or to promote their spiritu al interests, but it really made them worse. Wherefore he says, they Came together not for the better, but the

worse.

Observe 1. That Christ's ordinances, if they do not make us better, they are apt to make us worse. If they do us no good, they may do us harm; if they do not melt