Mongst Children of the King 7 Ye Saints don't you provision make To satisfie your lust But put on Christ your Garments take Because you ready must 8 Be all the Bridegroom to attend He comes he comes sing praise Your Lamps now trim he will descend Make haste without delays HYMN 38. Christ our Advocate Joh. 2.2 We have an Advocate with the Father Jesus Christ the righteous 1 O Lord we have a mighty Cause And still it does depend Ah! we have broke all God's just Laws VVilt thou our Souls be friend 2 To take in hand our Cause to plead Thou art our Advocate VVe dare not Lord lift up our head Our Case for to relate 3 But thou ally'd art to the Judge And for our Souls didst die The Merits of thy Blood may'st urge To thee we all do fly 4 Thou legally art call'd to th' Barr And hast thy Father's Ear Alas we all so loathsom be VVe dare not there appear 5 In our own persons he is just And we must guilty be We righteousness all therefore must Have only Lord of thee 6 Thou never didst miscarry yet On what thou took'st in hand Our Enemies do thou defeat That sentence do demand 7 Hast thou not paid our Debts O Lord Read our Discharge we pray And that will comfort now afford And this most doubtful day 8 Is not all paid Can Justice see Just ground for to deny Our true Acquittance Lord in thee VVho didst him satisfie The second Part. 1 Our Cause Lord thou didst undertake Without the hopes of see And this does us most chearful make We hope we now shall see 2 An end put to that bitter strife Which has been long between Our God and us alas our life In jeopardy has been 3 O blessed Lord we do perceive Our Cause it does go well For he who doth on thee believe Shall never go to Hell 4 But he shall live eternally In joy and happy bliss Our Advocate has won the day What love is like to this 5 Thou in our stead was pleas'd to die Who Criminals all were The Law for us didst sastisfie No errours can appear 6 No superseding of our suit Our Foes can't it remove For thou as Judge in chief shalt sit In the high Court above The Third Part. 1 There 's no Appeal from that high Throne Our Cause being carried there If Conscience should bring Charges on Yet there we all stand clear 2 For though sin does in us abide It in us shall not reign And we have Jesus on our side Who will wash us again 3 But hear us once ogain O Lord Shall we our pardon see And know that we are justify'd And peace have all with thee 4 How sweetly then Lord shall we sing No cause have we to doubt Therefore we 'll leave our Cause with thee And sing thy Praises out 5 But O ye Saints take heed of sin But if that sin you do An Advocate with God there is Who pleads always for you 6 And now poor Sinners will you fly To him with care and speed This Advocate for you does plead Who for your Souls did bleed 7 Though you no money have at all To carry on the Suit Yet he will be your Advocate If to him you submit HYMN 39. Christ the Bread of Life Joh. 6.50 I am the Bread of Life 1 THou art the Bread of Life O Lord Bread is a Blessed thing Some Bread to us do thou afford Shall we lye here starving 2 When in our Father's House there 's store And we have nought to eat Remember us think on the poor A little broken Meat 3 Ah! some small Crumbs Lord let us have Which from thy Table fall A bit of Bread we humbly crave Or we shall perish all 4 Bread is the stay and staff of life 'T is Bread will do us good Fill us O Lord with holy strife Till we attain this food 5 Bread is ordain'd to an high end The life of Man to save From Heaven Lord thou didst descend That our poor souls might'st have 7 That blessing 's great ah life is sweet Lord we must eat or die And therefore beg now at thy feet Some Bread do not deny The second Part. 1 Bread pleasant is unto the taste To souls who hungry be This property also thou hast O it it is found in thee 2 What can taste sweeter than thy love O come poor souls and try That Bread which came down from above Is set before your eye 3 By Faith you must this Bread behold And you by Faith must eat Without true Faith you have been told It is alas dry Meat 4 Bread does renew the strength of Men Who ready are to faint O then on Christ let 's feed agen Eat Bread poor drooping Saint 5 On Christ rely don't look within On Jesus do depend 'T is he has made an end of sin To him God does thee send 6 Bread is the best of earthly things A morsel is worth Gold From Christ all blessings to us spring His worth none can unfold 7 Bread is a portion for the poor O let us haste away But see you come to the right door There may ye feed each day 8 But what is common Bread to this Which soon does putrifie Oh feed on this none like it is Eat and ye shall not die 9 All praise to God and Christ the Lord Who Bread to us do give O sing his praise Saints all your days Eat and your souls shall live HYMN 40. Christ the Sun of Righteousness Mal. 4.2 The Sun of righteousness shall arise with healing under his wings 1 THere is a Sun there is but one To light the Universe Beside thy self O Lord there 's none Who can enlighten us 2 Thou art the Fountain of true Light Nay all light is from thee As thou art God omnipotent Cloathed in Majesty 3 All light of grace which Saints receive From thee Lord does it flow Few Men who in this world do live Alas are lighted so 4 What clearer is there than the Sun O what can brighter shine Thy glory O most holy One Exceds it is divine 5 Most splendant rays do sparkle forth Which dazles every eye Thy beams are brighter than the Sun That shines so gloriously 6 Thou art the Soul of all the World By thee all Creatures live All things together would be hurl'd If life thou didst not give 7 We see the Earth and Heaven too Thou dost uphold them all If thou should'st once let go thy hold Together down they 'd fall The second Part. 1 Thou like the Sun communicates Thy glorious influence Of grace and goodness to thy Saints Thou hast preheminence 2 What a dark world would this be Were there no Sun to shine What darkness Lord ah should we see Had we no beams of thine 3 'T is thou that dost expell away Dark vapours of the night Thick mists and fogs they all do fly When thou appear'st in sight 4 Most pow'rfully dost thou expell The
Who in her care of all her young Doth far exceed some Men. 2 How will she fly into the face Of such who would destroy Her pretty Brood she cant endure They should them once annoy 3 But ah thy bowels far exceed All Creatures here below For thou for Sinners Lord didst bleed Compassion great to show 4 The Hen herself to weakness brings Whilst of her young takes care How does she scratch and strive each day To feed them here and there 5 But Lord thou brought'st thy self so low That we might all be fed That in the grave a while didst lye After that thou wast dead 6 And as a Hen does cluck and call According to her kind Thereby to save her Chickens all From Kites which she does find 7 Do often of them make a prey So dost thou call and cry To Sinners whist it is to day Whom thou dost Lord efpy 8 To be in danger by their sin And Devils many ways Nay thou dost call and call agen Full oft for many days The Second Part. 1 The Hen stands ready and prepar'd Hov'ring her mournful wings And never is she satisfy'd Till under them she brings 2 So thou dost spread thy Arms O Lord Poor Sinners to bring in And bids the weary come to thee Who laden are with sin 3 O then come in ye Sinners all Under Christ's wings with speed He will receive you great and small And nothing shall you need 4 And O how safe are you his Saints Under his wings you lye Then fear no hurt from outfard Foes Nor inward Enemy 5 They who are wise will certainly In mind these things record And so they will with ease espy The kindness of the Lord. HYMN 51. Christ a Refiner Mal. 3.3 He shall sit as a Refiners fire 1 THou like as a Refiner doth The Gold and Silver try We had much dross until thou didst Our Souls Lord purifie 2 Into the Furnace we were cast Which oft is very hot 'T is not our Grace i' th' least to waste But filth which we have got 3 Afflictions like as fire doth The Gold rarely refine Purge all our Souls and we thereby More gloriously may shine 4 But Dross will not the Fire bear So some Lord cannot stand Before thee when thou dost rise up To scourge them with thy hand 5 The fire makes the Gold more soft So by Afflictions we More plyable O Lord are brought To yield and bend to thee The Second Part. 1 Gold when 't is triy'd 't is pure made By the Refiners art So by afflictions thou dost Lord Mor'e holy make each heart 2 From hence we may the reason see Why God afflictions brings And clearly also may discern What profit from them springs 3 We fitted are hereby O Lord For our own Master's turn Who golden Vessels will make us Before that he has done 4 When you refin'd by tryals are What cause have you to sing And praise the Lord that ever he Did you in 's Furnace fling HYMN 52. Christ bears his Saints as an Eagle Exod. 19.4 I bore you on Eagles wings 1 THe Eagle is the King of Birds Ah! who is like to thee Who is so strong or hath an Eye So quick and far to see 2 Like to an Eagle thou dost mount Or didst ascend on high Not only up unto the Clouds But far above the skie 3 And as the Eagle thou dost bear Upon thy blessed Wings All thy poor Saints and they hereby Forget all earthly things 4 They soar so high sometimes O Lord Born upon Wings of Love That Earth to them seems a small thing They dwell so high above 5 And as the Eagle's way 's not known Who mounts up in the Air Ev'n so thy love and wisdom both Most deep and hidden are 6 O fly ye Saints your selves to hide Under Almighty Wings And safe you 'll be whate're betide When God sore judgments brings 7 O see Christ's care and do not fear But sing his Praises forth His grace and love 's beyond compare None like him here on Earth HYMN 53. Christ the Capt. of our Salvation Heb. 2.10 To make the Captain of our Salvation perfect through sufferings 1 THou art our Captain-General Thy Commission sealed is Rouze up ye Soldiers great and small No Captain like to this 2 Thou hast the power given thee To raise a mighty Host And thou beats up to bring them in Daily from every Coast 3 'T is thou dost nominate who shall Have office under thee And they Commissions have likewise Who rightly entred be 4 Thou hast thy Soldiers names set down In thy own Muster-roll Within the blessed Book of Life Is written every Soul 5 And out of that sweet Book of thine They shall not blotted be If they are such thy Father hath Lord Jesus given to thee 6 Unto our Captain General A new Song let us sing For he that Captain is in Chief Is our God and our King The second Part. 1 Thou dost Lord Christ thy Soldiers lead Before them didst thou go All Foes by thee are vanquished Thou didst triumph also 2 Over them all most gloriously And perfect now art made Has Captive took Captivity Well never be afraid 3 But stand unto our Arms always No Quarter we will give If thou art with us all our days Few Enemies shall live 4 Let us be well disciplined And very skilful be And in right paths and foot-steps tread And truly follow thee 5 No Captain doth his Men advance To such high dignity For each shall have preheminence To sit on Thrones with thee 6 O then let us lift up our head O happy Israel Christ's Banner over you is spread Your glory shall excell The Third Part. 1 Thou giv'st the Word too of Command What 't is that we must do But never bidst us still to stand Nor backward for to go 2 We never must Lord wheel about Nor be as once we were But forward march with courage stout Without all dread or fear 3 Let 's take Example Lord of thee Resist ev'n unto Blood Before yield to iniquitiy Which has us oft withstood 4 'T is thou hast power to cashier All such thou dost not like If any false-hearted appear Their names out thou wilt strike 5 No Warriers like to thee in fight Thy power and thy skill Are both of them ev'n infinite Who then engage thee will 6 If any should woe to them all If once thou draws thy Sword And in thy wrath on them dost fall They die shall then O Lord. The Fourth Part. 1 Come in come in and list your selves You shall have present pay Your Souls shall be with grace well stor'd Your charges to defray 2 'T is th' ready way to become great And rich will you come in The Trumpets sound and Drums do beat To war against your sin 3 Will you be on our Captains side Ah! if you still stand out His Sword e're long will you divide VVith them that turn about 4 For if
him strait away 4 Thou told'st us Lord thou wouldst send one To live with us for ever And thou didst Lord ascend thy Throne His presence to procure 5 The Holy Ghost O it is he Our comfort in him lyes There 's none else none can have we Besides to cease our cryes 6 We know O Lord he able is To speak unto our heart For troubles he whate're they be Can joy to us impart 7 And willing he is always too His helping-hand to lend He loves us dear and will appear We han't a sweeter Friend The Second Part. 1 Thy Spirit Lord is in thy stead Sweet comfort to afford And of him we do stand in need I ' th' absence of our Lord. 2 He visits us and oft does grieve To see our Souls so sad And in our troubles doth relieve Us though our case be bad 3 He searches and does try our hearts To find our sorrows out And strives all causes to remove And so joy work about 4 According as he finds our state So unto us doth speak He does reprove as he sees cause Which makes our hearts to ake 5 But presently he smiles again When we do see our sin And puts a period to our pain And brings much comfort in 6 O he is God and can't mistake The state of any one And never will our Souls forsake Nor leave us all alone 7 But if he doth withdraw at all It is our Souls to try Where e're we be when we do call Ah he is always nigh The Third Part. 1 If thy Spirit Lord doth speak peace We peace besure have He can make all our sorrows cease And in all troubles save 2 All Comforters besides him be Unable to relieve Instead of comfort Job did see They did of joy bereave 3 The best of them we have below Can speak but to the Ear But Lord thy Spirit we all know Can make our hearts to hear 4 O then let us not grieve him Lord He is our blessed Fsiend If he to us don't help afford Our Souls will die i' th' end 5 But if we are truly sincere He will us never leave But in our straits he will appear And to us close will cleave 6 O then let us break forth and sing We shall have peace at home Our sighs shall go for we do know The Comforter is come HYMN 68. The Spirit compared to Wind. Joh. 3.8 The Wind bloweth where it listeth c. 1 THe Wind Lord is invisible Its way we can't find out No Mortal can thy Spirit see Though he does search about His motions they most hidden are Mysterious in their kind That thou dost them oft times compare To motions of the Wind. 3 The Wind at thy command doth blow Lord 't is as thou dost please Thy Spirit moves on us below To wound or to give ease 4 According to thy Soveriegn Grace It operates on Men Sometimes he doth sharply rebuke Then cherishes agen 5 Like as the Nort-wind so does he The Worms and Weeds destroy Those filthy Vermin which we see Our Souls so much annoy 6 He tryals and afflictions lays On us and does reprove And then sweet Southern-gales displays Our sorrows to remove The second Part. 1 He like the Wind doth Cloulds expell And makes a clearer Air Our ignorance he doth repeal And makes our Sun shine clear 2 He like the Wind does search and try And pierces ev'ry part By which he does discern and spy The secrets of each heart 3 He dryes up all our ways so soul And makes our paths more clean He makes a holy gracious Soul Which had most filthy been 4 His influence and bless'd effects We oftentimes do feel He makes the tender Willows bend And mighty Cedars reel 5 He makes the glory of Man to fade Like Flowers of the Field And throws down houses such have made Who on the sands do build 6 He blows oft times till Rain does fall Or Tears do pour amain And afterwards we see withall He clears our sky again The Third Part. 1 Men with much care and observance Do mind how the Winds blow So we th' Spirits influence Likewise should strive to know 2 Our Souls becalm'd sometimes we see For want of a fresh gale Without the Spirit move can't we Thy Wind must fill our sayl 3 Sometimes thy Spirit blows so slow As if it quite were still Yet at such times his work doth do With strange and wondrous skill 4 From all which things it doth appear Th' Spirit Operations Are sometimes less and sometimes more He differs in his motions 5 Let 's cry to God who holds Winds In his Almighty Fist Who makes it blow this way or that As he himself doth list 6 That he would send a fresher gale Upon his Garden so That our sweet Fruit may never fail But Spices forth may flow HYMN 69. The Spirit compar'd to Wind. 1 Thess 5.22 Quench not the Spirit 1 O Lord 't is sharp 't is very cold A Fire let us have We seem benumm'd both young and old Thy Spirit we do crave 2 'T is that will warm and quicken us Who are so flat and dead Shall we lye starving and chill'd thus As if all joys were fled 3 There is in us so little heat Our Spirits are so faint O blow thy fire we intreat That spark in ev'y Saint 4 It does give light and also warmth Yea 't will revive us so That we shall mount and high ascend Above all things below 5 Let it consume and seize upon That Chaff which is within O let it burn in every one And quite consume our sin 6 Ye Saints take heed ye quench it not But let it vehement burn And kindle so that every sin It may to Ashes turn 7 Without this fire we can't work Nor any business do Life motion and activity Always from him does flow HYMN 70. The holy Spirit like Oyl 1 Joh. 2.20 But ye have an Vnction from the holy One 1 OUr wounds do stink and are corrupt Hard swellings we do see We want a little Oyntment Lord Let us more humble be 2 Thy Spirit will allay our pride And bring us to thy feet And when that we are softened Thy Image on us set 3 This Oyl will heal and mollifie O pour it quickly in That we may live and never die Lord by our cursed sin 4 This Oyl of thine O it is good All Poyson to expell It by the vertue of thy Blood Does heal thy Israel 5 Though worst of Venom in us lye And has corrupt each part Yet if thou dost this Oyl apply 'T will heal our very heart 6 And if our face anoynted be 'T will make it glorious shine 'T will strengthen us and make us fat Such is this Oyl of thine 7 Thy Oyl will not incorporate With any liquid things An Underlin it won't be made But to the top it springs 8 O then afford us Oyl we pray To chear and make us glad And we thy praise will sing
without that Lord Will never burn nor raise our hearts As we have newly heard 5 Fire will melt and soften things That hard are naturally 'T is by thy Word and Spirit we Do with thy Will comply 6 'T is that which bends makes us yield And humbles much the heart Which naturally was proud and vain And too obdurate The Second Part. 1 Thy Word it quickens and revives Like Fire it does chear It consolates and makes such warm Who to it do draw near 2 For they who to it will not come No profit can receive So such who do reject thy Word Their Souls shall not live 3 Fire will penetrate and pierce There is no secret place Within the Soul but thy Word will Most quick and swiftly pass 4 It doth the very Thoughts discern Nay it divides between The Soul and Spirit of a Man To sever both from sin 5 And Fire is used to lay waste Houses where Rebels hide Ev'n so thy Word doth quite consume The House of Lusts and Pride 6 Man with vain hopes a House doth raise And vaunts himself each day But when thy Word doth sieze on him His House consumes a way 7 All his vain hope he had before It is consum'd and gone And a new Temple up is rais'd For the most holy One. The Third Part. 1 Take heed ye Sinners you don't quench God's Word that fire within Nor lesson not its burnings if You would not die in sin 2 If you will sin and have your Lusts Whatever Preachers say Then down to Hell be sure you must When Death takes you away 3 Ah! there 's another Fire know If this your filth don't waste Into Eternal Fire then you Shall all be thrown at last 4 Consider is 't not better far That sin consumed be Yea all beloved sins and lusts Than damn'd eternally 5 You that do find the work 's begun That there 's a spark of Fire Kindled in your Souls O let it burn And raise its flames up higher 6 O 't is Soul know a sacred spark 'T is Fire all divine And God be sure has kindled it In that poor Soul of thine The Fourth Part. 1 Consider God's design herein Is to soften thy heart And to cement thy Soul to him And Saving-grace impart 2 And if it should be quench'd in thee It lyes not in thy power To kindle it and God in wrath May also give thee over 3 And never more renew that work But let thee quite alone In all thy sins to take thy swinge Until thy Soul is gone 4 But ye who are the Saints of God As this is Fire divine So let Devils strive and do their worst It in thy Soul shall shine 5 Though not always to such degree Your sin deaden may And therefore see you careful be To cherish it each day 6 And sing God's praise continually Who makes the Fire burn And pray that he would blow it up Till all your work is done 7 And also cry unto the Lord This Fire to kindle round about And sweetly burn in ev'ry place And never be put out HYMN 91. God's Word comp to a Hammer Jer. 23.29 Is not my Word like a Fire and like a Hammer to break the Rock in pieces 1 ROcks they are hard to work upon Yea ' gainst a mighty Hand The hardest Flint or Pebble-stone Whole long it cannot stand 2 If thou O Lord art pleas'd to take The Hammer up and strike Thou wilt Impression quickly make Though none can do the like 3 There 's none can break our flinty Rock Besides thy self alone Alas our power is too weak To break such hearts of stone 4 What can the Hammer do O Lord Thou the great Agent art The Instrument that is thy Word O smite upon the heart 5 And make it yield and square it then For thy own bless'd design Thy Image on it Lord cut out Most holy and divine 6 And fit it for thy building too O set it in its place And life infuse into it so That it may shine with Grace The Second Part. 1 O let it be well polished And it also unite Unto thy building there to be A Jasper-stone most bright 2 That it may suit and well agree With the Foundation stone Which is of Gold no Diamond More glorious ever shone 4 And then shall we when thus we be Into thy Building laid Have cause to sing unto our King By thy eternal aid 4 This Hammer of thy blessed Word Must drive the Nail quite home Or else Convictions will not stick Whenever they do come 5 The Precept Lord will not abide Nor Promise fast'ned be Nor no Conviction last in us Until drove home by thee 6 But since we find they fasten'd are Let us sing forth thy Praise And since thy Word so precious is Let us its Glory raise HYMN 92. Hymns on the Divine Authority of the Sacred Scriptures 1 THe sacred Scriptures are sublime Although mysterious be Their Matter shews they are divine Nay their divinity 2 Is seen by what they do treat of Or unto us make known There we do read of great Jehovah The high and lofty One 3 Of his dread Essence nature pure And of the Vnity Between the Father Son and Spirit Or holy Trinity 4 There do we read of his great works Who did this World frame How out of nothing by his Word All things at the first came â— There we may see and wonder too â—ow infinite Wisdom shone Wâ—th ' glorious compact made between The Father and the Son 6 In finding out and bringing in A way for to unite Justice and Mercy that so they Might equally shine bright 7 Here Justice doth with Mercy meet Like an endeared Brother And Mercy doth God's Justice greet And both do kiss each other 8 From hence ye may see cause to sing Th' Eternal One's high praise In bringing in of Jesus Christ With thankful hearts always The second Part. 1 Th' Antiquity of Scripture show That they are most divine For no Writings did the World know So soon as they did shine 2 This was the first and chiefest Book That e're was made or pen'd O therefore love in it to look Though you can't comprehend 3 The Mysteries that lye therein Hid from all carnal Eyes Yet since it hath so ancient been O see these lines ye prize 4 Their Royal descent from God alone Also does plain appear By their high Style and Majesty That shines in them most clear The Third Part. 1 The holiness which they promote To such a high degree May clearly ev'ry Soul convince Of their Authority 2 So pure and perfect is God's Word It silence may all them Who it oppose and Saints from hence It love and much esteem 3 This is the cause wherefore they love God's Words better than Gold Or Jewels rich which are esteem'd By most who them behold 4 They see God's Precepts are most just It doth all sins descry And ev'ry Lust and false way they Hate
Let us be sick of Love 4 For these great Blessings O most High VVe will thy Praises sing VVho hast also Lord heard our cry Praise to our glorious King 5 VVe cried to thee with our hearts To make thy Servant whole And from the all-devouring Grave For to return his Soul 6 And thou dost Lord a new life send And wouldest not permit That he should hastily descend Into the dolesom Pit 7 VVe therefore sing and give thee praise Most holy let us be VVith hearts united all our days Let us live unto thee HYMN 185. Rev. 3.18 Buy of me Gold tried in the Fire 1 LOrd we do see that poor we be But thou hast Riches store And if that we do come to thee VVe nothing shall want more 2 VVhat is our own to us is shown Is good alas for nought O let it go since we do know Rare things are to be bought 3 And thou dost cry O come and buy O blessed be the Lord Now is the day let 's not delay But close in with thy Word 4 Then rich shall we for ever be And Crowns of Glory have And Robes so white that shine like Light Shall we likewise receive 5 Grace is like Gold but doth excell VVhatever is on Earth O happy they who know full well Its great and glorious worth 6 Shall they not sing who see the Spring Of Grace doth Blessings pour Thy holy praise we will always Lord sing for evermore HYMN 186. Zach. 12.10 They shall look to me After Sermon 1 YE Saints break forth with chearful voice And sing Christ's glorious praise His Love is sweet O it is choice Ye Saints praise him always 2 Come look and love O cast your Eye Upon this lovely One He is your help your Food your Strength Your Hope your Joy and Crown 3 Christ is the Root Christ is the Branch Christ is our Testator Christ is the holy Lamb of God Christ is our Mediator 4 Christ is the VVay Christ is the Door Christ is our Physician Christ is our Meat Christ is our Drink He 's thus to ev'ry Christian 5 Christ is God's great Embassador Christ is the only Heir Christ is the Bright and Morning-Star Christ is beyond compare 6 Christ is the Foundation sure Christ is the corner-stone Christ is the VVitness and the Truth Christ is the only one 7 Sing praise to Christ exalt him then And look to him always O sing to him and never cease Till you do end your days HYMN 187. The heavenly Feast 1 O Praise the Lord and look to him Sing praise unto his Name O all ye Saints of Heav'n and Earth Set forth his glorious fame 2 VVho spared not his only Son But gave him for us all And made him drink the Cup of VVrath The VVormwood and the Gall. 3 He dy'd indeed but rose again And did ascend on high That we poor Sinners lost and dead Might live eternally 4 His Flesh is heavenly Food indeed His Blood is Drink divine His Graces drops like Honey-falls His Comforts taste like VVine 5 Lord Christ thou hast refresh'd our Souls VVith thy abounding Grace For which we magnifie thy Name Longing to see thy Face 6 Let the Redeemed of the Lord Their thankful voices raise Can we be dumb whilst Angels sing Our great Redeemer's praise 7 Come let us joyn with Angels then Glory to God on high Peace upon Earth Good-will to Men Thus sing eternally HYMN 188. The Harvest is the end of the World Harvest of Joy 1 THe Harvest-day will soon be here A blessed day 't will be To all those Souls who are sincere For Jesus they shall see 2 Thou send'st thy glorious Rays on us And Dews our Souls to chear But e're long we with open Eyes The Vision shall have clear 3 Most sweet reviving Acts of Grace Are those we feel of thine Whilst we behold thy glorious Face Yet stronger Beams will shine 4 To comfort and rejoyce each heart To all eternity From thee O Lord we ne're shall start But in thy Garner lye 5 Or rather in thy precious Arms We being ripened Shall housed be with lasting Charms Of Glory on our Head 6 No sorrow shall us then annoy Nor fears cause inward pain Nor sin nor Satan spoyl our joy Nor filth our glory stain 7 We shall not then as now be vext With Satan World and Sin Nor with base Hearts be more perplext When Heaven has took us in HYMN 189. The woful Harvest of the Wicked 1 THis World will quickly have an end That is the Harvest-day And Jesus will the Reapers send They come and shall not stay 2 The Angels they the Reapers be The Wheat are God's Elect Which shall Lord gathered be to thee The Tares thou wilt reject 3 The Tares are those vile wicked Men Who do thy Saints annoy Which shall in Bundles bound be then That thou may'st them destroy 4 And into Flames thou wilt them cast Their Worm shall never die The Fire too shall ever last Ev'n to Eternity 5 The false Professor will be found Amongst the cursed Foe And with prophane Ones shall be bound And equal sorrow know 6 But a bless'd day will be to those Whose Hearts are found upright VVho did in truth with Jesus close And serv'd him day and night 7 They shall with thee in glory be Lord Christ when thou dost comes But Unbelievers shall from thee Receive their final doom HYMN 190. Christ's Passion and Exaltation 1 HOsanna to King David's Son The Lord 's anointed One VVho quickly shall exalted be Upon his glorious Throne 2 Triumph and shout O Heavens high And let the Earth rejoyce And let the Saints melodiously Lift up in Songs their voice 3 To Christ the King because that he A Feast provideth here And tells us we all welcome be To eat of his good Chear 4 His Flesh for us doth freely give His Blood to drink also That we might never die but live These Blessings from him flow 5 His bleeding VVounds out-stretched Arms And yearning Bowels dear To us run out for sweet support That so we might not fear 6 Thou art the first yea and the last VVas dead and art alive And lives for ay therefore to thee All honour we must give HYMN 191. The Second Part. Awake ye Virgins 1 O Virgins know both Fools and VVise The Bridegroom is at hand He comes he comes let it suffice But who with him shall stand 2 He that his Lamp doth fitly trim And Oyl doth get good store Shall then embraced be by him And reign for evermore 3 Cast off your drowze let 's all awake 'T is not a time to slumber But speedily our Lamps le ts take And haste to th' VVedding-Chamber 4 For certainly our dearest Lord VVill quickly come away The mid-night Cry will soon be heard His Chariots will not stay 5 O take thy flight on VVings of Love And like the nimble Hart Come Lord O come down from above Let 's meet and never part 6