and he shall spoil Death Hell and Sin Blest be Jehovah among us a Spoil is given him with the strong With Joy we witness that our Lord hath had a Portion in this Throng We hope his greatest Lots behind his Death and Sufferings for him plead he that did for poor Sinners dye now ever lives to intercede HYMN XLVII A Hymn sung at Mr. B 's Funeral Sermon 1 Cor. 15. BLest are the Dead that dye in Christ they triumph over Death In falling they do conquer and live in their latest Breath How in the Cahriot of free Grace the sav'd one triumph does And when Death strikes him to the Heart o're Death he triumphs thus O â—rmed Justice what sayst thou death hath no Sting from thee Thou art become my best of Friends whom Jesus hath set free O Law of God! where are thy Swords of threats and sore Deamnds My Jesus Death hath wrested them out of Death's cruel Hands O Sin the bitter Sting of Death both in its filth and guilt My Jesus now destroy'd them quite by th' Blood that he hath spilt Thou cruel Executioner vile Satan what sayst thou I scorn thy Arts Threats and Assaults thou canst not reach me now Thou Conscience that didst use to smart thou now art fully eas'd The Storm that troubled thee now is eternlaly appeas'd But oh poor Sinners what will you do when Death comes to give The Blow that sends you down to Hell without the leaft reprieve Death 's to the good an end of Woe but doth your woe begin Heav'ns Gate to them but Hell 's to you that live and dye in Sin HYMN XLVIII On the Second Sermon THo' the dead Bodies of the Saints thou dost devouring Grave destory Yet in the last Day they shall rise then Grave where is thy Victory When Sea and Grave must them resign and all their Prisons open fly To let the Dead in Christ rise first then Grave where is thy Victory Corrupted drossy Dust and Clay when first they fall the Tombs them have Thence incorruptible they 'l rise then where 's thy Victory O Grave Thou dost prepare their Dust to rise most glorious Bodies bright and free O Grave is this the worst thou doest then Grave where is thy Victory Thou great Alembic dost distil frail mortal Bodies that they be Immortal glorious spiritual then Grave where is thy Victory True thou deprivest and deprav'st by rotting Sinners Carcases For future Woes and Plagues we grant thou hast a Conquest over these HYMN XLIX A Paraphrase on Psalm 113. LO what a pleasant lovely Sight how full of ravishing Delight Is it that Children should agree That are of the same Family 'T is like the consecrated Oyl Rich precious of a fragrant Smell that was divinely pour'd and shed on the High Priest's devoted Head That Smelling sweetly did o're flow His Garment and his Members too O're ev'ry Member it did stream and it perfumed every Hem. Thus the Communion of the Saints Perfumes the Body ' n all its Joynts supples heals and smooths each part and eases ev'ry deadly Smart 'T is like the Dew on Hermon's top That gave a fruitful smiling Drop and like the Dâ—w on Zion's Hill that made it green and grassy still In Zion Blessing 's to be had Our Hearts rejoyce there and are glad there glorious Riches are in store there 's giv'n out Life for evermore HYMN L. O Grace recover'd Sinners should than Adam happier be Than Adam in his best Estate more glorious and more free Faith views obeys loves and enjoys in Christ the God of Grace Beyond what perfect Reason could when with its clearest Face Eternal Sovereign reigning Grace does elect Sinners lead Thro' various Rooms the Courts of Bliss and Glory for to tread First in estate of Happiness in upright Adam blest Fill'd with a perfect natural Bliss but that is not their Rest Down tumble thence to Sin 's Abiss as low as Death and Hell That Grace in raising them from thence might boundless Worth reveal Rais'd unto Faith i' th' Wilderness Faith weak imperfect faint Mixt with Law Guilt and Unbelief with Doubting and Complaint Then to the Canaan of Faith here they pass unto their rest Beginning i' th' New Jerusalem whence Tears and Griefs have ceas'd And having judg'd the World with Christ to Glory have a Call With Christ then swallow'd up in God and God be all in all Glory and Praise in Christ our Head be given unto him Who Love eternal this ordain'd to us when sunk in Sin HYMN LI. ELecting Grace by Justice stopt could not find out a Passage free 'Till the Redeemer stept between and that too from Eternity The Curtains of Election stopt finds vent in Jesus wounded Sides The boundless Sea of God-like Love o'reflow'd in those blest purple Tides Grace through the Righteousness of Christ must Channels find e're the Decree Of God's electing inf'nite Love could perfect and compleated be Conscience can ne're be truly eas'd until Attonement it believes Nothing can cure its Wounds but what to Justice Satisfaction gives The Conscience from dead Works alone the Blood of Christ must pacify The precious Blood o th' Lamb of God from guilt and filth must set us free Hosanna to the God of Grace Hosanna to the God of Love That thro' his wounded pierced Son proclaim'd such Tydings from above HYMN LII THe Gospel does declare Electing Grace alone That 's hid in Christ our great High Priest that sits upon the Throne Our Christ hath dearly bought this Grace and yet 't is free What ever it our Jesus cost 't is free for thee and me Electing Love does you O chosen ones embrace Whilst millions fall on th' right and left ye saved are by Grace What Grace is this indeed that vilest poorest we The most polluted Rebels sunk in deepest Misery Should to this high degree of Honour chosen be Vessels of Mercy to be fill'd with Love eternally Whilst Sinners more refin'd more wise rich mighty all That might have hon'red Jesus more are left to sink i' th fall What Grace distinguishing to me and thee is this That have found out that Pearl of Price which thousands others miss That we should chosen be who might have been as well Of that forelorn and wretched Troop that should have march'd to Hell When we Salvation view in its Foundation Stone We 're made to cry together grace yea grace free grace alone HYMN LIII A HYMN sung on a Day of Thanksgiving set apart by a Church of Christ to celebrate and praise the Lord for his late Favours and Mercies unto them EXalted Praise in Zion waits for him that loves his Zion's Gates His Church he values far more than the Dwellings of Jerusalem There he takes up his resting place there he bestows his glorious Grace There Life and Blessings he commands and there array'd with Glory stands There he his Name and Glory plac'd his Footstool hath with Honour grac'd And there his mighty Horns do spread and
injur'd King to Justice does deliver up his only Son That the offender at the Bar might stand acquit the Judg doth dye Condemns himself to Bands and Chains to set the wretch at liberty Astonish'd be the Heav'ns above confounded be the Earth below Here 's love and grace for to amaze not to o're do but overflow Poor Sinners come believe this grace come venture on 't and you shall be By reigning Grace from reigning Sin freed in our Lord as well as we Accept you of our Jesus Christ and with him you 'l have all his grace To day he calls to day come all there 's left for you both room and place Who would of Fetters then be fond if they this moment might be free O! therefore harden not your Hearts who now are call'd to liberty But now e'n now obey the call that you and we might Christ adore Sound far and wide his praises high to whom they 'r due forever more HYMN XI OUr Father from Eternity look'd on us in our Sin Then view'd a bleeding righteous Christ and we compleat in him He then with God the Son agreed th' obedience of the Son Imputed be to the Elect then 't was agreed and done O wondrous grace and love indeed that from Eternity Should be imploy'd to make us pure and absolutely free With this imputed righteousness forever cloath'd upon Than Angels far accepted more to God upon the Throne Which never changes with our frames no nor our Holiness Not sin nor guilt not Death nor World can touch or move this dress Let 's his immortal honour sing who wrought this out for us In praises yea in living praise Extol his garments thus HYMN XII SOuls must believe and come to Christ or dye for breach of Laws And yet there is no Soul can come but whom the Father draws Uniting Faith 's a pow'rful light revealing Christ within And in discov'ring pardon does destroy the reign of Sin In shewing to the Soul that Sin and self are cov'red or'e It turns the Soul from self and sin Our Jesus to adore It is a great creating light gives light where there was none In a dark Heart it's beams displays softens a Heart of Stone 'T is the same power wrought in Christ when rais'd up from the Dead And over Principalities and Powers set him Head Let 's look to him and praise him too Jesus above that hath This power to give the Author is and finisher of Faith HYMN XIII A Bleeding Jesus testify'd this with his latest breath That he had conquest finished o're Sin o're Hell or're Death 'T is finish't I O this joyful sound Rings through the Heavens above God and good Angels do rejoyce O hear is wondrous love T is finish't cries our bleeding Lord I have receiv'd the blow For mine let Justice sheath his Sword and Father let them go Father it s finish't I have made full end of Sin for them My righteousness does make them just who is' t that dare condemn 'T is finish't This through all the Earth to Sinners gives a call All things are ready Sinners come unto this Marriage all 'T is finish't O how pleasant is to guilty Souls this sound It does bind up the broken Bones And heals each deadly wound 'T is finish't don 't your Souls O Saints leap at this pleasant voice For your redemption's now compleat forevermore rejoyce O but it has a sound of dread to all the damn'd below Love Mercy Grace are finished but not a drop for you You Dev'ls for you I have not bled and Sinners you defy'd My Blood and have my Person scorn'd Now you shall be deny'd To him that wash't us with his Blood Eternal praise be given From all the Saints that are on Earth and all the Saints in Heaven HYMN XIV O Wondrous Godlike righteousness then tinctur'd with the God head thro' The bright perfections of a God do over all this garment flow The Tongues of glorious Saints above and Angels voices can't express The beauteous shining glory of this Everlasting righteousness It is Almighty in it self and of â—lmighty vertue too And all things both in Heaven and Earth it can and will and does subdue T is all-sufficient it can give what ere poor sinners want or crave It giveth all things to the poor and doth unto the utmost save It never changes tho' we may it shall on Saints outshine the Sun Nothing in us can alter this nor now nor when our life is done Let us that made are Priests to God clad in this white and shining dress Still send our shoutings up of praise unto the Lord our righteousness HYMN XV. WE black but comely are O Men black in our selves comely in him Who is the Lord our Righteousness pronounced clear tho' we have sin O! What a Righteousness is this that hath Jehovah for it's name And is our Righteousness and his in name and self the very same Our selves are poor we nothing have and yet we all things do possess We only glory in the Lord even in the Lord our Righteousness We in our selves the sentence have Of death but our dear Saviour bled Our confidence we put in him who rais'd up Jesus from the Dead We are pronounc'd all over clean the Plague of Leprosie hath done Our great High-Priest hath this pronounc'd we 're without guilt before the Throne Lord give us mighty Faith in this and we shall mighty Foes subdue Our Faith's like Samps hairs our strength by which we Bars and Gates break thro' Let 's Honour Glory Power give and Hallelujah to him sing Who is the Bright and Morning Star the awful great immortal King HYMN XVI IF greatest Price can purchase peace Believer ben't afraid To buy for thee his Fathers peace Christ hath the Ransome paid If strength and power can prevail to Rescue thee from Thrall Chear up for thy Redeemer's strong the Sov'reign Lord of all If the prevailing prayer of a powerful Favourite Can for thee any grace procure then fear thou not thy right Peace Pardon Life and Glory too are without Question thine His Intercession Death and Power do all for thee combine For Christ thou hast and thou hast all and glory thou shalt have He who e're lives to intercede can to the utmost save Now thanks let 's give to him that lives to intercede above And let us to his glory live thro' Patience Faith and Love HYMN XVII THE heart of Christ in Heaven now is stor'd with grace and love His Bowels towards Sinners now with strong Compassion move He gives no slumper to his Eyes but still employs his Care How to deliver his i' th' World out of the Devils Snare There he doth plead and intercede with his great Father too Thus he employs his glorious Care to Rescue us from Woe His Love and Bowels are not chang'd for all his glorious Crown Sinners O could you see his Face O sure t would melt you down His Gospel and his Spirit too unbosome
of Hosts may now endure Praise waits for thee in Zion Lord in Judah thy great Name is known There thou the Gyant Unbelief and Hosts of Sin hast overthrown HYMN XL. WHat fulness of rich glorious Grace in Christ is to be found Look to him Soul thou shalt be heal'd of ev'ry Deadly Wound The Father Son and Holy Ghost dwell in him Bodily In Jesus Face the Glory shines of all the Diety Believing views of Grace in Christ set weary Souls at rest Set free the Captives and relieve the Troubled and Opprest Make strong the Weak cherish the Faint make glad the Mourning Heart Souls Thirst abate and Hunger break eases each deadly smart Souls Life create Sins pow'r destroys Lip Life and Soul refine They poison Sin by pouâ—ring in the Gospels Cordial Wine View not the Grace in your own Hearts that cann't it self uphold Seek ye a risen Christ above the try'd approved Gold We view our sin that is within and our inherent Grace And sin the more yea grow more poor let 's look to Jesus Face Hail Mighty One Eternal Son the Glass wherein we view The Fathers shining brightness and his glorious Person too All hail to thee exalted Prince our Husband Brother Friend To thee all Honour Glory Praise be Ages without end HYMN XLI TH' Almighty smil'd upon his Son When he our peace became Gods Wrath doth cease a lasting peace is made 'tween God and Man O! what are we Eternity should chuse us when undone In its great thoughts we then had room else we to Hell had gone Electing Love how didst thou move to us in our distress No Banks can bound no Line can sound thee Ocean bottomless Our Mounts of Sin can't bound thee in nor hinder thy proceed Like Jordan thou didst overflow its mighty Banks with speed Thus Heav'n shall be Eternally the Saints Inheritance With Glories Crown'd for ever drown'd in Joys Eternal Trance Then let us Lord with one accord Thy Praises Celebrate Praise doth for thee O glorious Three in thy Mount Zion wait Let them that be now sav'd by thee in Soul and Body too To thee repair God hearing Pray'r with highest Praises now HYMN XLII WHat mighty Weight of Glory Lord in Heav'n for Saints prepared is Rivers of Pleasure endless Joys what boundless Ocean of Bliss No Sin nor Sorrow enters there all Tears from Eyes are wip'd away No Shade of Darkness or of Night But all a bright Eternal Day There we shall see as we are seen appearing in Christ's Glory too Arrayed with his most shining Robes his Face we shall for ever view Poor Christless Souls what will you do you have no Lot nor Portion here Our pained Bowels yearn for you O! come and learn our Lord to fear Come joyn with us in Covenant perpetually to serve the Lord And you shall see your selves in him dischargâ—d according to his Word Once we were dead in Sin as you but now we are alive in Christ Come you take him as we have done our glorious Prophet King and Priest We that redeem'd are by his Blood from Nations Kindreds Blood and Tongues Let us in Zion Praises give and magnify his Name with Songs HYMN XLIII CHrist is the same as e're he was as full of Truth and Grace There 's the same Pity as e're was in his exalted Face As full of Love as when at first he undertook for us He is a God that changeth not but is for ever thus As full of pity to poor Souls as when he on the Tree Did hang thy bleeding Sacrifice and Vengeance bore for thee Sinners he is as able now yea and as willing too To save you as when he at first did Grace proclaim to you Come therefore on his Bowels rowl behold they yearn for you His Pity and his Mercy be as boundless as they 're true Give Honour to King Jesus Saints honour his Grace and Truth This glorious he a green Fir Tree has still the Dew of Youth HYMN XLIV MAke good thy Word O mighty Lord to thy beloved Son Take to his Throne thy holy One our glorious Solomon We sigh to see how all things be ev'n in Emmanuel's Land The wicked mad the righteous sad whilst thou with-holdst thy Hand This Morning Star seems very far this budding branch to dye This King so crown'd to be dethron'd this Captain seems to fly His purchas'd Crown seems tumbling down this Lion seeks no prey Confus'dly hurl'd is this mad World sweet Jesus haste away Arise O Sun with Glory run to perfect noon break forth Make Nations bright and with thy Light O! cover all the Earth Great God of Love send from above thy new Jerusalem On Jesus Head cause thou to spread his sparkling Diadem Hosanna's Hallelujahs ring our Jesus comes apace Bow ev'ry Knee all Hell shall flee from th' Terror of his Face Flow mighty Hills like Rivers swift and Mountains flee a way A Lamb you 'l see a Lion be that riseth to the Prey With Glory and exceeding Pow'r He on the Clouds doth fit The Clouds we see so black that be tâ—… dust are of his Feet HYMN XLV LOrd when thou from eternity didst see us float in Sins Abyss We floated then in thy good will O! was there ever Love like this When vile and filthy thou to us didst thine eternal Grace encline When we most hateful were didst love O! was there ever Love like thine thou took'st us tho' thou didst foresee what odious Rebels we would prove Malicious froward obstinate O! was there ever such a Love Must the Eternal swear to us through Faith we should not glory miss Must Jesus Death this ratify O! was there ever Love like this Must God engage by Word and Oath to make us with his Grace to shine And give us Heaven at the last O! was there ever Love like thine O what is Heaven who can tell who can conceive that boundless Bliss 'T is with Christ's Glory to be drest O! was there ever Love like this Lord be'ng amazed with thy Love we do our admiration raise With boundless Love astonish'd thus in our amazements speak thy praise O Hallelujah Glory Pow'r Thanksgiving Might and Majesty Be now and ever Lord by us and by all thine ascrib'd to thee HYMN XLVI On some Verses in Isaiah LIII Our Jesus pour'd his Soul to Death with the Wicked made his grave The Father pleas'd to crush him thus that he thereby might Sinners save Therefore he shall prolong his Days until the Day of Judgment 's o're Then shall he see his num'rous Seed his travelling Soul unto him bore In that great Host he shall rejoyce and to his Father with delight Present them there for to remain in his and in his Father's Sight For he acquitted them from Death and thereore made them to believe This was his right to do because he dy'd for them that they might live Because he weighty Vengeance bore the Father will devide to him A Portion with the great and strong