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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A81996	Hymns composed on several subjects, and on divers occasions: In three parts. : With an alphabetical table. / By R. Davis ... ; Some of the hymns composed by other hands.	Davis, Richard, 1658-1714.	1694 (1694)	Wing D431A; ESTC R36083	53,888	169

Isles sound forth Triumphant Strains O Isles break forth in praises high your Crowned King doth reign Both King of Heaven Earth and Hell because he once was slain He reigns in Heave'n gloriously to th' Lamb Salvation Is sounded forth continually by th' Angels round the Throne This Lamb doth also reign on Earth the Saints do praises Sing The Isles do sound the praises of Zions exalted King The Hay and Stubble of the Saints Consum'd shall be away When this bright Sun of Righteousness breaks forth to perfect Day O Hallelujah let the Isles Sing unto Zions King That unto them Salvation through Righteousness doth bring HYMN XXI COme Saints and view Eternal Love in its bright glorious reign O see its rayes and bright displayes 'i th Lamb when he was slain The deluge of electing Grace was broken up indeed And like an Ocean did run through Christ when he did bleed Infinite true almighty too Grace then appear'd to be By conquering Law Hell and Sin when Christ hung on the Tree Mount Sinai's frery Curses all came Smoking on our Lord But Grace's reign the Curse hath slain and snatch't away the Sword Of Justice that so bright did Flame no Sinner might come Nigh But Grace did ope ' the heart of Christ and quench't it presently Like Sampsons Cords our Sins did bind our Jesus to the Tree But Grace like Fire consum'd them all and set our Sampson free O Silence men and Angels too what Grace is none can tell Nothing but Jesus Blood can Speak Electing Language well HYMN XXII COme let us praise Electing Grace that chose us when undone That did delight to make us bright and therefore gave his Son To spill his precious God-like Blood to purge us from all stain And make us Kings and Priests to God that we might with him reign How did Electing Love display it's royal Scepter in The Blood of Christ our great high Priest when he Atton'd for Sin Oh Grace rich glorious Grace indeed that delug'd forth so free Through those bright Purple streams that ran from Christ when on the Tree Come Saints and view your pierced Lord that you may mourn indeed Oh! see what streams of Love did flow through Christ when he did bleed Then you asham'd shall be and loath your selves for what you ' ve ' done Beholding th' Father reconcil'd to you through's only Son And Sinners if you 'd mourn aright look to the Lamb that 's slain Where e're for Mourning else you look your looking is in vain HYMN XXIII THe Lord doth Zion found her building must be strong Jehovah is her righteousness God 's her Salvation The Lord her stones hath layd in Colours that are fair And her foundations also of polish't Saphirs are Jerusalem is built with Towers all around We 'll tell the Nations Messengers the Lord doth Zion found God in her Palaces is known a refuge strong A Cup shall she of trembling be the Nations among All that against her fight weary themselves in vain For in mount Zion gloriously King Jesus he doth reign Therefore in Judahs Land we have this pleasant Song We have a City very sure God 's her Salvation No violence shall more be heard at all in thee The Sons of those that did oppose shall bending Suppliants be They that despisd thee too shall as thy feet bow down And call thee by Jehovahs name because of thy renown The Sun shall be no more by Day to thee a light Jehovah he thy light shall be thy God thy glory bright Thou in Jehovahs Hand shall be a precious gem Yea thou shalt be eternally a royal Diadem Forsaken thou shalt not at all forever be Because Jehovah doth rejoyce thy God doth joy in thee Therefore the Nations all shall smitten be with fear Because Jehovah-Shammah is her name the Lord is there HYMN XXIV WHat ails the Nations angry be what noise is this we hear The Gospel takes away their Gods and that they cannot bear The exaltation of the Lamb whose glory 's shining forth Hath these tumultuous noises made and made the people wrath The Saints begin to speak in such an evangelick strain The Conscience of the Pharisee it fills with rage and pain The Hundred forty four thousand in such a strain do sing That none but the redeemed ones can touch upon that String The work-monger he wonders why the Saints do always Sing And cannot bear their triumph ' cause it doth his Conscience sting Come Saints strike up your Songs of Praise tho' Men and Devils joyn The Scribe and Pharisee also together do combine It 's all in vain the Lamb is slain and lives for ever more We therefore Sing unto our King and always him adore HYMN XXV SInners are sav'd alone by Grace and Works excluded be Come Sinner therefore come to Christ his Robes will cover thee Thou need'st not bring Price in thy Hand thy Works must not come in Chist's Robe alone will hide thy Spots and cover all thy Sin What tho' thy Sins be very great and of the deepest dye There is no perishing for thee if thou to Jesus fly Sinners have you a mind to Christ to make a match with him Come then tho' nothing in your selves ye have but Lusts and Sin God in the Gospel offers Grace to th' worst of Sinners still His Royal Proclamation is that whosoever will Let him come drink of pard'ning Grace to quench Sins fiery rage Come tast how gracious he is this will your thirst asswage And when you see God reconcil'd you 'l see your Sins aright Free Grace will make Sin to appear more odious in your sight HYMN XXVI O God of grace In Jesus Face we see thee reconcil'd Thy wrath him broke he bore the stroke on us our Father smil'd What boundless Love 's the Father's Love no Tongue can it express No Angel can this mistery scan to Sinners in distress What strange prodigious thing is this we can't conceiv't aright That God should bruise his only Son to do his Justice right O what is Sin There 's none can tell but God that 's infinite That God was pleas'd to crush his Son that was his Souls delight How stor'd with Love's the Heart of Christ to Sinners here below That he should thus degrade himself and vengeance undergo How large with Love 's the Heart of Christ his Soul was straitened Till he had layd the Ransome down and all was finished What ready way to 'th Father now is made by Jesus Christ Continually he 's on the Throne our interceeding Priest Therefore do we continually from time to time again Ascribe always Blessing and Praise for evermore Amen HYMN XXVII OUr Jesus is that tender Plant that springs from highest ground Tho' Adam's dead Christ is our Head in whom our Fruit is found Our Jesus is a green Fir Tree come let 's sit down and rest Under his shade How pleasant is his Fruit unto our Tast How pleasant is his shade to us he always us