Rock which still our Paths doth meet Come Jesus move we 're sick of Love why stay thy Chariot wheels We pine away while thou dost stay our Souls thy absence feel Thy Mouth 's sweet Kiss let us not miss thy love transcends all Wine But O! what Musick do we hear when thou saist I am thine Still let 's have more still more of thee we ne're enough can have Our jealousy 's as strong as Death as cruel as the Grave Dominion Power and Majesty Thanksgiving Glory Praise In endless Songs angelick Strains and never ceasing Layes Be unto him that Loved us and wash'd us with his Blood And made us Kings and Priests unto his Father and our God HYMN XVI WHo 's this that doth from Eilom come with Garments dyed Red With Scarlet Robes from Bozrah he O how apparelled That Travels in his Mighty strength what answer O he gave 'T is I that speak in Righteousness and Mighty am to save Why 's thy Apparel colour'd so thy Garments dyed Red Like them that on the Vintage work or do the Wine fat tread The Wine-press of his Fathers wrath he all alone hath trod o th' People there was none with him when he was smote of God Awake O brandish't Sword of God against my only Son Tho' Spotless he and Innocent no violence has done He 's as a Lamb to 'th slaughter led yea as a shearing Sheep He quietly yeilds up his Breath and still doth silence keep He freely did to Death submit and did most willingly Pains Tortures Lashes Stripes endure for Rebels such as we HYMN XVII IMmortal Honour Glory Pow'r Strength Wisdom Riches Might Be to the reigning Lamb above that dwells in brightest Light To him that wash'd us in his Blood who having lov'd us first To him that was made sin for us and was for us accurst Who feeds us with his God like flesh and drinks us with his Blood Uniting Faith most choicely feeds and drinks the Wine that 's good Who would not love the dearest Lord most Lovely Bright and Fair Thy love to us all love transcends thou art beyond compare How pleasant was this Fruit to us and language full of Grace Delightful was the company how lovely was his Face O well beloved Jesus fill'd with Glory Grace and Truth All Grace is pour'd upon thy Lips thou hast the Dew of Youth O when shall we come unto thee home to our Fathers House Where thou'lt refine the choicest Wine for thy beloved Spouse Who would not Honour and admire who would not thee adore Who would not throw their Crown below down prostrate thee before Hast sweetest Jesus hast away thy rightful Throne ascend Possess thy Nations fill thy Church with Glory without end HYMN XVIII BEhold the bleeding Lord of Life planted with Arrows like a Grove Planted with Darts of Vengeance thus O Friends what manner then of Love Wounded by his dear Fathers Sword betrayd most falsly with a Kiss By Kindsmen followers murther'd thus what manner O! of Love is this Behold the bloody Clodders fall his pierced Sides and Temples bleed For Sinners thus he 's drench't in 's Blood and is not this then Love indeed Behold the anguish of his Soul thy Sword O Justice stabs him thro For us vile Rebels this he bore how did our Jesus love O how To torments thus resigns his Soul our Husband dearly purchases A filthy and a wretched Bride what manner O! of Love was this To dye for worst of enemies O! this was an amazing Friend What manner Lord of love was thine how didst thou boundless Love commend The Father bruis'd his darling Son and took delight to wound him sore Our Fathers love unto us shone thro' the slain Jesus purple Gore His Sorrows Anguish Blood and Death electing Grace did cause to shine What bruise for us thy darling Son what manner O! of Love was thine O here is Love here 's Love indeed eternal and electing Love A Love that does no limits know that never changes never moves What e're we do this boundless Love runs an eternal Stream of bliss The Flouds of Sin this Love can't quench what manner O! of Love is this This Love the greatest torments bore this Love did groan this Love did Bleed Our Lover thus wept bloody Tears behold how Jesus lov'd indeed HYMN XIX God from eternity decreed to feast in Love with us this Night To feed with us now on his Son and Father so thou tookst delight And didst thou set him then apart to be the Victim of our peace Swearing on him by thy great self thy Love to us should never cease Then our dear Jesus swore for us we ne're rebell should as a'fore And that recov'red was should ne're deface his Glory any the more All his Engagements and his Bonds were sealed by his dying Breath Our Peace and Life are ratify'd unalterable in his Death We now renew our League with thee clasp't in thy reconciled Arms We in our bleeding Jesus saw thy Love and Mercy 's potent charms How Fat the feast how rich the Wine how pleasant was the Company We fed on Christ we drank his Blood whilst with us sat the glorious three Adored Goodness ravish't Love in Streams of Love let 's dip us then The Fountains of the mighty Deeps break up and deluge o're ag'en To Heav'n our Faith was mounted up we are impatient of delay Thy coming hasten Lord to us or let us hast to thee away Why doth thy Chariot pav'd with Grace and Love so soft so slowly move Mean while with Flagons comfort us dear Jesus we are sick of Love HYMN XX. SIng Hallelujahs to the Lamb that reigns for evermore Who made us spotless by his Blood and very bright all o're Our Tongues be then the Spirits Pen that readily may write To sound aloud the Lambs high praise the Spirit will indite What an immortal melody fills the high Heavens now Joyn in Seraphick Symphony you in this Room below Distinguishing and endless Love is the great Song above And let us then that are below sing stories of his Love The Lord of Heaven Heaven left Grace boundless to declare His Fathers Bosom left to tell what thoughts of Love there are Why cam'st thou down to dwell in Flesh tell dearest Jesus pray Was 't to impart thy Fathers Heart to wretched lumps of Clay Why was 't thou poor a Man of grief that heavy Vengeance bore Why was 't thou smitten thus and bruis'd why wast thou wounded sore Why in such bitter agony why bloody clodders fall Why didst thou drink the Cup of Wrath and drink up Dregs and all Hark what our bleeding Lord replies hark what his Wounds reply This was to testify my Love from all Eternity My Fathers Love does shine in mine my Groans his Love indite Eternal and electing Love my Streaming Blood does write Electing Grace my dying Breast did very loudly preach The Fathers Sons and Spirits Love thus Jesus Death did teach Our bleeding Lord was it
love be here so sweet What will it be when we shall with our dear beloved meet If now and then a Smile from thee be sweet that 's quickly gone What will the right of Vision be that never shall be done If we are taken to the Mount one moment while below If thou the Vail dost draw aside and us thy Glory show We then cry out we 're Sick of love and with thee long to be O then how shall we burn with Love when face to face we See! When Clouds shall interpose no more no Vail shall be between But wee our dearest Lord shall see as wee our selves are seen And we as reigning Kings and Priests shall Hallelujah sing For ever to the reigning Lamb our now exalted King O now let 's Sing the Lambs new Song and also him adore The Day is coming we shall be with him forevermore HYMN XIII HOw beautiful upon the Mount are they that peace Proclaim That unto Rebels after Grace in their great Masters name That unto Captives do declare glad tidings and do tell To Sinners ther 's a ransom found to save their Souls from Hell Such joyful tydings do bow down stout sturdy Rebels and Such love and grace doth Sinners make in admiration Stand. Mount Sinai's fiery Law won't break a heart that 's like a Stone It's flaming Arrows at the Walls of Brass in vain are thrown 'T is only pardon that doth melt and Love does Sinners draw 'T is grace doth quench the thirst of sin and not the threats o th' Law What mean such then that Terrors preahc and Sin ai's Law proclaim Since 't is not Sinai's fiery dart will quench Sins rage and flame The Message they are sent withall that in Christs name do go It is to offer pard'ning Grace to Sinners while they 'r so HYMN XIV RIse Zion Shine thy Light is come the glorious Day 's begun These Beams wee se so bright that be dart from the glorious Sun Of righteousness that rising is the Day doth dawn apace The Songs of praise we hear adays of Christ and his free Grace Are tokens plain the Lamb once Slain is hastning to his Throne The Bride doth say come hast away my dear beloved One The Saints rejoyce the Turtles voice is heard within our Land The Hundred forty four thousand do on mount Zion stand And there they Sing to Christ their King their Songs in such a strain That there are none but those alone for whom the Lamb was Slain Can learn the Songs the Saints do Sing the Song of Moses now Is laid aside by the Lambs Bride ' cause 't is a note too low Ye taught ones of the Lord Sing praise to th' Lamb the throne upon T is only he taught you and me to Sing the Lambs new Song HYMN XV. O My Dove that art in the Clefts within the Rocks that be And in the Secrt place o th' stairs where thou no Light canst see Tho' thou art in the dark yet I thy Countenance would see For it is comely and thy Voice most pleasant unto me Give me therefore one look of Faith my Sister and my Bride My Love my Dove my fair One that within the Rocks resid'st My Love my Undefiled one tho' in the Clefts thou art And in the dark one Act of Faith will steal away my heart O! do not think my heart is chang'd I am not like to thee I lov'd thee so I dy'd for Love when thou did'st not love me O hark my Soul whose Voice is this that sounds so pleasantly It is my Jesus that did once for such a Rebel dye O Vnbelief thou Enemy what stories didst thou tell What Message didst thou bring to me was it not fram'd in Hell My Jesus that did bleed for me when I a Rebel was His Heart 's the same to me as when he hung upon the Cross HYMN XVI THy Names O Jesus pleasant are like Oyntment pou'red forth It is by Christ alone that we diliv'red are from Wrath. Jesus his Name is called and it hath a pleasant sound ' Cause he doth save us from our Sins and our Rebellions drown'd His name the Lord our Righteousness that hath a pleasant found That Garment covers all our Spots that Robe does wrap us round His Name our Advocate also that soundeth pleasantly ' Cause he doth live to Intercede that once for us did dye His Name our Passover also that Sacrificed was Is pleasant ' cause his Blood be'ng seen Justice doth or'e us pass Like pretious Oyntment also is his Name a Stone that 's try'd A pretious Stone thus Jesus is that for poor Sinners dy'd HYMN XVII O Worthy is the Lamb of God to be exalted in The hearts of the Redeemed ones ' cause he saves them from Sin His Righteousness reveal'd unto the Soul doth Sin destroy And Jesus death i' th' Conscience is Sin 's death immediately When Christ within the Soul where Sin did Reign his Grace displays Pardoning Grace doth Sin displace by its ' bright glorious Rayes This Glorious Son doth rule among by Righteousness his Foes This Lamb that 's Slain destroys Sin 's reign and all that him oppose O Grace â—ich glorious Grace indeed must Jesus death destory My Lust's and Sin that reign within O Grace reign gloriously HYMN XVIII IN Christ we Sin do overcome such sights do Sin destroy Pardoning Grace in Jesus Face doth fill the Soul with Joy These sights of Sin that we see in the Blood of Christ doth give New strength unto the Soul to go to Christ and so to live By th' life of him that conquer'd Sin and did the Vict'ry gain Therefore away and do not stay to th' Lamb that once was Slain Thus Christ reveal'd the Conscience in destroy'd the Pow'r and Throne Of Sin that had Usurp't within where Christ should reâ—… alone Come Saints go forth with Courage then your Lord hath got the Day And Sin hath slain that Grace might reign within your Souls allway HYMN XIX BRight burning Beams of Gospel grace hast Lord for to display For to burn up in all thy Saints their Stuble Whod and Hay Break forth O Sun of Righteousness unto the perfect Day Hast holy one unto thy Throne our Jesus hast away But O! who may abide that day when Zion's King shall reign Who may abide when he the pride of all proud Flesh will stain Tremble ye careless ones that are at ease in Zion and Wonder and stay because that Day is very near at Hand It now doth dawn this glorious Morn beginning is t' appear What meaneth else these lowings and these bleatings we do hear Mhe Saints do sing to Christ their King whilst others rage with Pain Because o' th' bright and dazeling Light o' th' Lamb that once was slain Redeemed ones Sing praises for this Fire 's but to try Away your Dross that by it's loss Christ may you purify HYMN XX. THâ— Lamb of God is Zions King in Righteousness he reigns Sing praises therefore all ye
Fathers Throne that he might glory give He did assume our Flesh and Bone he dyes that we might live He left his Joy to feel our smart his ruin did us raise This Love O Lord doth break our Hearts oh let it mend our Praise Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXVIII COme come and see faln Man is up dead Lazarus is rais'd And doth with his dear Saviour sup his Pow'r and Love be Prais'd May Servants thus with their Lord sit as if they were his Mates Yea this our Master doth permit nay more mean while he waits But Laz'rus he his Friend did call we Traytors to him were Nor could we rise without his fall what matchless Love is here We gasping lay for want of Breath and help we could not crave He was content to tast of Death that we his Life might have The Scripture sayth this Holy one might not Corruption see But yet he may be fed upon by such poor Worms as we Thou giv'st us leave to eat and rest let 's also walk with thee Thou Lord dost carve us of thy best and wholly thine are we Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXIX LIft up your Voice let Trumpets sound let Saints on Earth sing Praise Could we but Till here 's fruitful Ground whence we that Rent might raise The glorious Sun begins to ' rise and on our Face to shine Let Clouds disperse le ts wipe our Eyes our Joy is Gods design Peace guilty Conscience prate no more we were in debt 't is true But Christ our Lord hath paid our Score Love only now is due Chear up sad Hearts look not so ill some kind of Tears defile Christ shed his Blood our Veins to fill sanguine Complection smile Praise doth become Saints here below as well as them above Thy Praise with us shall Heav'nward grow only chear up thy Love 'T is Mercy we can call thee ours that doth prevent despair Do but thou say yea I am yours and then in Heav'n we are Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXX ROuse up dull Hearts awake sing 't is Day how can you sleep The Sun's approach makes Joy to Spring 't is clear how can you weep Each pretty Bird can pleasant be yet is their Portion small Oh! what unthankful Hearts have we that droop and yet have all With Man one Cord of Love doth bind one courteous Act doth gain How can we but his Praises sing when Love our way makes plain As if we were some rich Gold-ring drop't from the Fathers Hand Christ stooping fell us back to bring by him we rose we stand Our Lord exalted is on high in him we comfort have Wherewith to wipe our weeping Eye he lest Cloaths in his Grave Well may we be at his command and Presents to him bring Lord chear and tune us with thy Hand so shall we work and sing Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXXI WHere are those blest united ones that have sup't with their King Spoyl not his Feast with sighs and groans lift up your Voice le ts sing Or let us only mourn that we our Comforter should grieve Who poured forth his Blood that he therewith might us relieve Let 's weep that we for ev'ry Toy should thus like Children cry Or rather let us weep for Joy that Grace doth wipe our Eye Those that can see their Father smile may laugh tho' others frown If Heav'n be ours let Earth seem vile 't is all not worth a Crown Why should we fear tho' Mountains shake tho' Seas lift up their Voice While some fall down while others quake in God let us rejoyce What cause have we to bless thy Name oh that we could give praise Then shall we Lord lift up the same when thou our Heart shalt raise Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXXII IF with some Earthly Prince to sit be such a glorious thing Oh! how great Dignity is it to Feast with Heavens King Our Fathers House has Bread enough his Board is richly spread To whose Provision that 's poor stuff whereon we sometimes fed The smallest Crumb we cannot earn as due we cannot claim Yet are we full could we but learn to praise his Holy Name The Daintyes which thou dost afford we nowhere else can see Here shall we therefore choose to board here shall our dwelling be And if a Glance so chear the Heart what will a full view do Whilst under Age we have but part of what we are born too We trust we shall have more at last for which we wait and crave Mean while we bless thee for that Tast which now through Grace we have Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXXIII THy Peoples praise great God of Love well may it wait for thee For thou dost wait still from above that thou might'st gracious be The greater sort dost thou forget but we rememb'red are Whilst others are without we sit under thy tender care Not unto us dear Lord ah No not unto us but thee From all this Grace let Glory grow thy Name exalted be What poor provoking Dust are we but yet not swept away What place for such too low can be yet Grace hath guilt our Clay Our help did in thy Bosome lye from whence to shew thy Grace Thy Son our Lord must come to dye that we might have his place Fain would we come dear God to thee oh let thy Hand us raise Then shall we all thy Trumpets be to thine Eternal praise Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXXIV WHat bounty Lord what matchless Love hast thou to us made known What costly Pearls drop't from above and from thy Hand alone Thou hast redeem'd us from that Grave wherein we rotting lay These naked Souls how fine how brave they are since tother Day Whence are those glorious Crowns those Rings which to our share do fall Can Beggers Brats deserve such things no sure Grace gave them all Where had we been what had we done if left to Natures Light We might have worshipped the Sun dear God! thou know'st we might But thou a brighter Sun hast sent which in our Hearts doth shine Whose Light us to thy self hath sent and all whose Beams are thine Oh! let it more and more increase until its course be run Until our glim'ring Light shall cease and we dwell in the Sun Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXXV T Is Angels work to bless and sing 't is not the Saints alone When they shall sit each like a King praise will become their Throne But what poor Instruments are we all-out of Tune unstrung Unless he our Musitian be who can give Dust a Tongue The Nature of this work is such that while we sing we groan Because we foul what er'e we touch ours is a doleful tone But he that hath Compos'd our Song can put our Hearts in Tune Tho' we be weak yet he is strong here let thy strength be shewn How falsly have we dealt with thee yet thou dost trust us still Fain would we