5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode;
On wings of love our fouls fhall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road.

HYMN XLIX.

Common Metre.

The Works of Mofes and the Lamb. Rev. xv. 3.

OW ftrong thine arm is, mighty God!

Who would not fear thy name?

Jefus, how fweet thy graces are !

Who would not love the Lamb?

2 He has done more than Mofes did,
Our Prophet and our King;
From bonds of hell he freed our fouls,
And taught our lips to fing.

3 In the Red-Sea, by Mofes' hand,
Th' Egyptian hoft was drown'd ;
But his own blood hides all our fins,
And guilt no more is found.

4 When through the defert Ifrael went,
With manna they were fed;
Our Lord invites us to his flesh,
And calls it living bread.

5 Mofes beheld the promis'd land,
Yet never reach'd the place;
But Chrift fhall bring his foll'wers home,
To fee his Father's face.

6 Then fhall our love and joy be full,
And feel a warmer flame,

And fweeter voices tune the fong
Of Mofes and the Lamb.

HYMN L.

Common Metre.

The Song of Zacharias, and the Message of John the Baptift; or, Light and Salvation by Jefus Christ. Luke i. 68, &c. John i. 29, 32.

I

OW be the God of Ifrael blefs'd,

NWho makes his truth appear;

His mighty hand fulfils his word,
And all the oaths he fware.

2 Now he bedews old David's root,
With bleffings from the fkies;
He makes the branch of promife grow,
The promis'd horn arise.

3 [John was the prophet of the Lord,
To go before his face ;
The herald which our Saviour-God
Sent to prepare his ways.

4 He makes the great falvation known,
He fpeaks of pardon'd fins ;

5

While grace divine, and heav'nly love,
In its own glory fhines.

"Behold the Lamb of God," he cries, “That takes our guilt away:

"I faw the fpirit o'er his head, "On his baptifing day.]

6" Be ev'ry vale exalted high,

"Sink ev'ry mountain low;

"The proud muft ftoop, and humble fouls. "Shall his falvation know.

"The heathen realms with Ifrael's land "Shall join in fweet accord;

"And all that's born of man fhall fee "The glory of the Lord.

8" Behold the Morning-Star arife, "Ye that in darkness fit;

"He marks the path that leads to peace, "And guides our doubtful feet."

HYMN LI.

Short Metre.

Preferving Grace. Jude 24, 25.
O God the only wife,

T

Our Saviour and our King, Let all the faints below the skies Their humble praises bring.

2 'Tis his almighty love,

3

4

5

His counfel and his care,
Preferves us fafe from fin and death,
And ev'ry hurtful snare.

He will present our fouls
Unblemish'd and complete,
Before the glory of his face,
With joys divinely great.

Then all the chofen feed

Shall meet around the throne,
Shall blefs the conduct of his grace,

And make his wonders known.
To our Redeemer-God

Wisdom and pow'r belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting fongs.

HYMN LII. Long Metre. Baptifm. Matt. xxviii. 19. Acts ii. 38. WAS the commiffion of our Lord, "Go, teach the nations and baptize.' The nations have receiv'd the word Since he afcended to the skies.

T

2 He fits upon th' eternal hills,
With grace and pardon in his hands,
And fended

feals,
To blefs the darkfome Gentile lands.

3" Repent, and be baptiz'd," he faith,
"For the remiffion of your fins ;"
And thus our fenfe affifts our faith,
And fhews us what his gospel means.

4 Our fouls he washes in his blood,
As water makes the body clean;
And the good spirit from our God
Defcends like purifying rain.

5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee,
And feal our cov'nant with the Lord;
0 may the great Eternal

In heav'n our folemn vows record!

HYMN LIII. Long Metre. The Holy Scriptures. Heb. i. 1. 2 Tim. iii. 15, 16. Pfalm cxlvii. 19, 20.

I

OD, who in various methods told

G His mind and will to faints of old,

Sent his own Son with truth and grace,
To teach us in these latter days.

2 Our nation reads the written word,
That book of life, that fure record :
The bright inheritance of heav'n
Is by the fweet conveyance giv'n.

3 God's kindeft thoughts are here express'd,
Able to make us wife and bless'd;
The doctrines are divinely true,
Fit for reproof and comfort too.

4 Ye people all, who read his love In long epiftles from above,

†(He

word

To ev'ry land,) praise ye the Lord.

HYMN LIV. Long Metre. Electing Grace; or, Saints beloved in Christ. Eph. i. 3, &c.

I ESUS, we bless thy Father's name ;

What heav'nly bleffings from his throne Flow down to finners through his Son! 2 "Christ be my first elect," he said; Then chofe our fouls in Chrift our head, Before he gave the mountains birth, Or laid foundations for the earth.

3 Thus did eternal love begin

To raife us up from death and fin;
Our characters were then decreed,
"Blameless in love, a holy feed."
4 Predeftinated to be fons,

Born by degrees, but chofe at once;
A new regenerated race,

To praise the glory of his grace.

5 With Chrift, our Lord, we fhare a part In the affections of his heart;

Nor fhall our fouls be thence remov'd,
Till he forgets his First-belov'd.

HYMN LV. Common Metre. Hezekiah's Song; or, Sickness and Recovery. Ifa. xxxviii, 9, &c.

WHEN we are rais'd from deep diftrefs,

Our God deferves a fong;

this own

ternal