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Come, children, to your Father's arms, Why do we then indulge our fears,
Hide in the chambers of my grace

Suspicions and complaints ?
'Till the fierce storm be overblown, Is he a God, and shall his grace
And my revenging fury cease.

Grow weary of his faints? 6 My fword skall boast its thousands Alain, 4. Can a kind woman e'er forget

And drink the blood of haughty kings, The infant of her womb,
While heav'nly peace

around my

And’mongst a thousand tender thoughts Stretches its foft and shady wings.

Her suckling have no room ? XXXI. Referred to the 11 Pfalm.

5 Yet, faith the Lord, should nature change,

And mothers monsters prove,

Sion fill dwells upon the heart
Strength from Heaven. Ifa. xl. 27, 28, 29, 30 Of everlasting love.
* WHENCE do pur moạrnful thoughts
And where's our courage fled ?[arise!

16 Deep on the palms of both my bands

I have engrav'd her name ; "Has retless fin, and raging hell,

My bands all raise her ruin'd walls Struck all our comforts dead ?

And build ber broken frame, 2 Have we forgot th’ Almighty name,

That form'd the earth and sea ? And can an all-creating arm


LONG METRE. Grow weary, or decay ? -3 Treasures of everlasting might

The Business and Blessedness of glorified Saints.
In our Jehovah dwell ;

Rev. vii. 13, 14, 15, &c.
He gives the conquest to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.

HAT happy men, or angels, these,

That all their robes are spotless wbhe? 4 Mere mortal pow'r fhall fadevand die,

Whence did this glorious troop arrive
And youthful vigour cease ;

At the pure realms of beav'nly light? But we that wait upon the Lord,

Shall feel our strength increase. 2 From tort'ring racks, and burning fires, 5. The faints Shall-mount on eagles wings, But nobler blood has wash'd their robes,

And seas of their own blood they came : And taste the promis'd bliss, Till their unwearied feet arrive Flowing from Cbrift the dying Lamb. Where perfect pleasure is.

3 Now they approach th' Almighty throne XXXIII, XXXIV, XXXV, XXXVI,

With loud Hosannas' night and day,
XXXVIII, Referred to Pfal. Measure their blefsd eternity.

Sweet anthems to the great Threr-One, 121, 124, 67, 73, 90, and 84.

4 No more shall hunger pain their souls : XXXIX. COMMON METRE.

He bids their parching thirst be gone,

And spreads the shadow of his wings, GOD's tender Care of his Church. Ifa. xlix. 13, To fkreen them from the scorching fun. TOW.

The Lamb, that fills the middle throne, N

inward joys arise, And burst into a song;

Shall Thed around his milder beams; Almighty love inspires my heart,

There shall they feast on his rich love, And pleasures ture my tongue.

And drink full joys from living streams. 2 God on his thirlty Sion hill 6 Thus shall their mighty bliss renew,

Some' mercy drops has thrown, Through the vast round of endless years, And folemn oaths hath' bound his love And the soft hand of fov'reign grace To thower salvation down.

Heals all their wounds,and wipes their tears.

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XLI. COMMON METRE. 15 Through the wide air the weighty rocks

Are (wift as hail-Itones hurl'd; The fame: Or, The Martyrs glorified. Rev. Who dares engage his fiery rage, vii. 13, &c.

That shakes the solid world? *THESE glorious minds, bow bright, they Yesz mighty Godh thy for reign grace How came they to the bappy seats The refuge of thy chosen race Of everlasting day?

When wrath comes rushing down. 2 From tort'ring pains to endless joys, 7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings On fiery wheels they rode,

A fiery tempest pour, And strangely walh'd their raiment white While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings In Jesus' dying blood.

Thy just revenge adore. 3 Now they approach a {potless God, And bow before his throne;

XLIII. Referred to the 100th Pfalm,
Their warbling harps and sacred songs,

XLIV. Referred to the 133d Pfalm.
Adore the Holy One.

COMMON METRE. 4 The unveild glories of his face

The last Judgment. Rev. XX. 5, 6, 7, 8. Amongst his faints refide, While the rich treasure of his grace... SEE

TEE where the great incarnate God

Fills a majestick throne,
Sees all their wants Supply'd.

While from the skies his awful voice s Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls,

Bears the last judgment down.
And hunger flee as fast;
The fruit of life's immortal tree

2 [“ I am the first, and I the last,
Shall be their sweet repaft.

“ Through endless years the same

“ IAM-is my memorial still, 6 The Lamb hall lead his heav'nly flock “ And my eternal name.

Where living fountains rise, And love divine shall wipe away


« Such favours as a God can give, The forrows of their eyes.

My royal grace beftows;

“ Ye thirsty souls, come taste the streams XLII. COMMON METRE.

“ Where life and pleasure flows.] Divine Wrath and Mercy; from Nabum i. 1, 4 [" The faint that triumphs o'er his fins, 2, 3, &c.

“ I'll own him for a lon;

" The whole creation shall reward
DORE and tremble, for our God
Is a * consuming fire;

“ The conquests he has won. His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, is “ But bloody hands, and hearts unclean, And raise his vengeance higher.

And all the lying race,

“ The faithless and the scoffing crew, 2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns ;

“ That spurn at offer'd grace ; How bright his fury glows ! Vast magazines of plagues and storms 6" They Mall be taken from my fight, Lye treasur'd for his foes.

" Bound fast in iron chains,

“ And headlong plung d into the lake 3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees “ Where fire and darkness reigns.")

Are forc'd into a flame,
But kindled, Oh ! how fierce they blaze! 7. O may I stand before the Lamb
And rend all nature's frame.

When earth and seas are fled !

And hear the Judge pronounce my name At his approach the mountains flee,

With blessings on my head.
And seek a wat'ry grave;
The frighted fea makes haste away,

8 May I with those for ever dwell,
And Trinks up ev'ry wave.

Who here were my delight,

While finners banish'd down to hell, Heb. xii, 29.

No more offend my sight.



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rod XLVI, and XLVII. Referred to PS.148, and3.16 Then shall our love and joy be full,

And feel a warmer flame,
XLVIII. LONG METRE. And sweeter voices tune the song
The Christian Race. Ifa. xl. 28, 29, 30, 31.

Of Moses and the Lamb.

L. ' WAKE our souls (away our fears,


Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone)
Awake and run the heav'nly race,

The Song of Zacbarias, and the Message of
And put a cheerful courage on.

Joon the

Baptist : Or, Light and Salvation

by Jesus Christ. Luke i. 68, &c. John i. 29, 32. 2 True 'tis a strait and thorny road,

TOW be the God of Israel bless'd, And mortal spirits tire and faint ;

Who makes his truth appear ;
But they forget the mighty God,

His mighty hand fulfils his word,
That feeds the strength of ev'ry faint. And all the oaths he fware.
3 The mighty God, whose matchless pow'r, 2 Now he bedews old David's root
Is ever new and ever young,

With blessings from the skies;
And firm endures, while endless years He makes the branch of promise grown
Their everlasting circles run.

The promis'd horn arise. 4. From thee, the overflowing spring,

3 [John was the prophet of the Lord, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply,

To go before his face,
While such as trust their native strength The herald which our Saviour God
Shall melt away, and droop and die.

Sent to prepare


5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode ;

4 He makes the great salvation known,

He speaks of pardon'd sins; 2; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road.

While grace divine, and heavonly love,

In its own glory shines. 5

" Behold the Lamb of God, he crics, XLIX. COMMON METRE. " That takes our guilt away : The Works of Moses and the Lamb. Rev. xv. 3.

* I saw the Spirit o'er his head

“ On his baptizing day.]
Who would not fear ?

Sink ev'ry low ;
Jefus, how sweet thy graces are !
Who would not love kie Lamb ?

The proud must stoop,and humble foute

* Shall his salvation know. – He has done more than Moses did, Our Prophet and our King;


- The Heathen realms with Ifrael's land From bonds of hell he freed our souls,

“ Shall join in sweet accord; And taught our lips to fing.

66 And all that's born of man shall feo

The glory of the Lord. $ In the Red-Sea by Moses' hand The Egyptian host was drown'd;

8 « Behold the morning star arise, But his own blood hides all our fins,

66. Ye that in darkness sit: And guilt no more is found.

“ He marks the path that leads to peacts

" And guides our doubtful feet.
# When through the defart Ifrael went,
With manna they were fed ;

Our Lord invites us to his felh,

And calls it living bread.

Preserving Grace. Jude 24, 25.
$ Mofes beheld the promis'd land,
Yet 'never reach'd the place ;

Our Saviour and our King
But Cbriß ßall bring his foll’wers home, Let all the faints below the skies
To see his Father's face,

Their humble praises bring,

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2. 'Tis his alınighty love,

12 Our nation reads the written word, . His course and his care,

That book of life, that sure record i Preferves us safe from sin and death, The bright inheritance of heav’n, And ev'ry hurtful snare.

Is by the sweet conveyance giv'n. 3 He will present our souls

3 God's kindest thoughts are here expressid, Unblemish'd and complete,

Able to make us wife and bless'd ; Before the glory of his face,

The doctrines are divinely true, With joys divinely great.

Fit for reproof, and comfort too. 4 Then all the chosen seed

4 Ye people all who read his love Shall meet around the throne,

In long epistles from above,
Sha!) bless the conduct of his grace, (He hath not sent his sacred word

And make his wonders known. To ev'ry land) praise ye the Lord. s To our Redeemer God

Wisdom and pow'r belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty,

LIV. LONG METRE. And everlasting songs.

wiecting Grace: Or, Saints beloved in Cbrift.

Esb. i. 3, &c.

1 YESUS, we bless thy Father's name; LII. LONG METRE. Baptism. Mattb. xxviii. 19. Aets ii. 38.

What heav'nly blessings from his throne

Flow down to finners through his Son! WAS the of our Lord,

Go 'The nations have receiv'd the word Then chose our souls in Chrif our Head, Since he ascended to the skies.

Before he gave the mountains birth,

Or laid foundations for the earth. 2 He sits upon th' eternal hills, With grace and pardon in his hands,

3 Thus did eternal love begin And fends his covonant, with the seals, To raise us up from death and fin; To bless the distant christian lands.

Our characters were then decreed;

Blameless in love, a boly seed, 3 Repent, and be baptiz d, he faith, For the remiffion of your fins ;

4 Predestinated to be fons, And thus our sense affifts our faith,

Born by degrees, but chose at once ; And thews us what his gospel means.

A new regenerated race,

To praise the glory of his grace. 4 Our souls he washes in his blood, As water makes the body clean;

s With Chrif, our Lord, we fhare a part

In the affections of his heart;
And the good Spirit from our God
Descends like purifying rain.

Nor shall our souls be thence remov’d,

''Till he forgets his first belov'd.
5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee, :
And seal our cov'nant with the Lord;

Eternal Three

In heav'n our solemn vows record !,

Hezekiab's Song: Or, Sickness and Recovery,

Ija. xxxviij. 9, &c.

"WHEN we are rais'd from deep distress, LONG METRE.**

Our God deferves a song ; The holy Scriptures. Heb. i. 3. 2 Tim. iii. 15,

We take the pattern of our praise
16. Pfal. cxlvii. 19, 20.

From Hezekiab's tongue.
His mind and will to faints of old, Are open'd wide in vain,
Sent his own Son, with truth and grace, If he that holds the keys of death
To teach us in these latter days.

Commands them falt again.

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3 Pains of the flesh are wont t'abuse 12 To all that's good, averse, and blindly Our minds with slavish fears ;

But prone to all that's ill;
Our days are past, and we shall- lose What dreadful darkness veils our mind !
The remnant of our years.

How obstinate our will ! 4 We chatter with a swallow's voiee, 3 Conceiv'd in sin (O wretched state) Or like a dove we mourn,

Before we draw our breath,
With bitterness instead of joys,

The first young pulse begins to beat
Amicted and forlorn.

Iniquity and death. 3 Jehovah speaks the healing word, 14 How strong in our degen'rate blood And no disease withstands;

The old corruption reigns,
Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, And mingling with the crooked flood,
And fly at his commands.

Wanders through all our veins ! 6 If half the strings of life Tould break, 5 [Wild and unwholesome as the root He can our frame restore,

Will all the branches be ;
He casts our sins behind his back, How can we hope for living fruit
And they are found no more.

From such a deadly tree?

16 What mortal pow'r from things uncleanLVI.

Can pure productions bring?

Who can command a vital stream
The Song of Moses and the Lamb: Or, Boby Fronran infected spring ?]
lon falling. Rev. xv. 3, and xvi. 19, and xvii. 6.

17 Yet, mighty God, thy wond'rous love E fing the glories of thy love, Can make our nature clean, We found thy dreadful name;

While Christ and grace prevail above-
The Christian church unites the songs

The tempter, death and fin.
Of Moses and the Lamb.

8 The second Adam Thall restore
2 Great God, how won'drous are thy works The ruins of the first;:
Of vengeance, and of grace !

Hosanna to that sov'reign pow'rt
Thou King of fairts, Almighty Lord, That new-creates tour dust!!

How just and true thy ways !
Who dares refuse to fear thy name,
Or worship at thy throne !

Thy judgments speak thy holiness
Through all the nations known. The Devil vanquished : Or, Micbael's War

with the Dragon. Reo. xii. 7.
4 Great Babylon, that rules the earth,
Drunk with the martyrs blood,

ET mortal tongues attempt to fing
Her crimes shall speedily awake
The fury of our God.

Chief general of the eternal King [stocul

And fought the battles of our God. & The cup of wrath is ready mix de And she must drink the dregs;

12 Against the dragon and his hoft Sérong is the Lord, her fov’reign Judge, In vain they rage, in vain they boast


The armies of the Lord prevail ;
And shall fulfil the plagues.

Their courage sinks, their weapons fail. $


Down to the earth was Satan thrown, LVII. COMMON METRE. Down to the carth his legions fell ; Original Sin : Or, the first and second Adam. Then was the trumph of triumph blowna Rom. v. 12, &c. Pfal. li. 5. Job xiv. 4.

And shook the dreadful deeps of hell.


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Down from the skies, to rise no mores

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