relieves His Fruit doth shelter wrap us round not like to Adams Leaves Come This is not forbidden Fruit no no you need nor fear 'T is Jesus that doth bid you eat the Serpent is not here Our Jesus is our Green Fir Tree in him our Fruit is seen In him our Fruit doth ne're decay in him we 're always green The Wind that bloweth where it lists doth now begin to blow Hark! How the South Wind shakes the Fruit and makes it fall below Poor Sinners now begin to see the beauty of the Plant They see in him laid up for them what ever they do want Hark Saints What Sinners say of him how they are by him mov'd As th' Apple Tree among the Trees so is our dear Belov'd Oh Sinners Tell us what you ail'd what makes you thus to cry Our Jesus in not us'd to be so pleasant in your Eye He 's brought us to his Banquet House to Grace he 's brought us too His Banner over us was Love We know not what to do The Love of Jesus is so strong our Heart our Bowels move Stay us with Eaggons our Belov'd we 're sick of Love of Love Bles't be the Lamb for ever more the Lamb upon the Throne Of Blessed be our green Fir Tree in whom's our Fruit alone HYMN XXVIII HOw reigning Grace began to reign from all Eternity And we the Subjects must be made of it why we Oh why Who was before Eternity to hinder Grace to reign Or hinder God to send his Son us to redeem again Who spoke one word when Jesus said I come to do thy Will Who him oppos'd when he came down his God-like Blood to spill When thus our Jesus came on Earth to dye who hindred him Tho' Men and Devils all did cry away away with him Indeed when Death took hold of him the Grace it brought him to Two days it held him in its bonds the Third it let him go Oh! How did Men and Devils strive to get his Body Dead The Devil bruising of his Heel hath got a broken Head Tho' Men his Bloody Murtherers who did him crucifie Who with the Spear did pierce his side yet they were sav'd thereby Oh Law of sin What hast thou got O Satan what hast thou Free reigning Grace through Righteousness was glorify'd by you Altho' we fell as low as Hell from thence we are made free He broke the Barrs of Death and Hell and thus escap't are we Sinners its but a folly then to turn away your Face You 'l certainly be overcome if once you deal with Grace who 'l hinder then when Jesus Calls what Devil will be there That can us hinder when we Mount to meet the Lord i th' Air Let 's sing to th' Honour of his Grace by which with Christ we reign When Jesus comes the second time we 'l rise and sing again HYMN XXIX O Wounding commendation God did commend his only Son That we might reconciled be and thro' his wounds made nigh to thee Thou wicked Rebel was the Man which caus'd the Sword which Justice ran Into his Godlike-side to miss thine wn and pointed be at his But Love to us did make him cry while in this bitter Agony I am to be Baptiz'd for some oh how I long to see it done Oh love Oh Lamb we 've seen thee bleed our Pardons in thy wounds we read And on thy Heart Love Love we spy in Characters of purple dye Oh Love Oh Grace Oh boundless Love 't was it that did our Jesus move And Love will draw Grace will constrain to Love our loving Lord again Amazing melting wounding Love attracting blazing from above Amazing love our Souls does drown'd they 'r scarcely in our Bodies found Oh! Let 's lift up our dazled Eyes to this amazing Sacrifice The Lamb once slain is now above and cloathed with Eternal Love Honour and glory and renown be to the Lamb upon the Throne That once did dye that once was slain that we might with him ever reign HYMN XXX BEhold th' Atonement's offred now the Priest with Blood is gone In th' Holy place and there appears to keep possession Hark! How the Jubile Trumpet sounds which doth to us proclaim We can't sell our Inheritance it comes to us again The Lot of our Inheritance is ours and most secure The Testament is writ and seal'd with Blood of Jesus sure You that have sold your Heritage for Want or Poverty Come to your Lands they 'r not your own this is the Jubile cry Ye Captive Bond-slaves come away That sold your selves for nought The Jubile sounds ye are set free ye 're not your own ye 're bought Honour and glory be to him who doth for us appear Let 's always sing and rest in him this is the Jubile year HYMN XXXI O Boundless boundless Love our Father did commend Which in himself was found alone did not on us depend O Independent Love Oh rich electing Grace Which was hid in our Fathers Heart seen in our Jesus Face Oh Love unchangable Oh Grace to such as we Which no respect to persons had tho' we polluted be What kind of Love is this which through our Jesus flows Thus boundless Love God from above to us vile Rebels shows O Love Eternal Love who can thy Bands unty The sacred Dove says we are lov'd to all Eternity We shall rest in this Love Where're we come or go His Mercies sure do yet endure let the redeem'd say so Alluring Love indeed when we are brought so nigh To thrust our hands in Jesus wounds our Fathers love to spy Oh Soul amazing Love who melts our Hearts indeed Oh! Our beloved we are sick thy Love does so exceed Oh melting Love indeed Oh bleeding Love Oh Grace Love's broken through our Jesus sides each drop of Blood cries Peace Where is that stony Heart that will forbear to break If hardned we should silent be sure Rocks would melt and speak We love to hear of Love because he 's loving bin And this did dearly manifest in blotting out our Sin Oh Love Alluring Love Oh melting Love indeed Oh Love returning Love we 'l come we 'l follow thee with speed HYMN XXXII HEre 's a Physician indeed his Life he layeth down His Hearts Blood he hath poured forth to heal his Patients wound He knows the Sinners sickness that comes to him for relief He knows all our infirmities for he hath born our grief What love like this What love like this nothing can do us good Nothing can heal us of our Wounds but our Physicians Blood To cure sinners sicknesses must the Physician Bleed Must our Physician 's hearts-blood run Oh Bloody cure indeed Look Sinners don't you Jesus see turning himself about Saying who is' t that toucheth me for vertue is gone out You that have toucht his Robes to day cry out 't is me 't is me Behold He saith be of good Chear thy Sins forgiven be Let 's praise our great Physician then who thus for Sinners stood
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
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
sets it high And tho' in Sin 'thas reeking been yet Grace doth bring it nigh And thus the Soul doth teach all Sin for to disdain Because by Christ 't is made a Priest and purg'd from Spot and Stain O boundless Love of God! who would not Grace adore That in the Flood of Jesus Blood our Sin has cov'red o're O worthy is the Lamb that once was slain for me Eternally in praises high ador'd and prais'd to be HYMN XLV WHat Trumpet 's this that sounds such glorious liberty To Sinners thro' the Blood of Christ and why not then for me Jesus dy'd to redeem poor Sinners and set free The worst of Traytors by his Blood And therefore why not me Christ dy'd to bring to God such that at distance be The Just for the Injust did dye And why not then for me The Gospel offers Christ to such that Sinners be Yea free Redemption by his Blood why therefore not to me God did commend his Love to such that Sinners be Yea Christ for the ungodly dy'd And why not dye for me Christ dy'd for none but such gainst God that Rebels be And peace by Blood for Sinners made and why not peace for me There 's righteousness in Christ most infinitely free For needy Sinners which was wrought and why not then for me And in this Righteousness sinners Angels out-shine It covers all their foulest spots and why not cover mine So that Gods Holy Eye no Spots in them can see This Garment White it shines so bright and why not shine on me HYMN XLVI BEhold my Soul thy lovely Lord hang bleeding on the Tree O! View my Soul the Heart of Christ by Justice rent so thee O! What stupendious boundless love is this that flames so bright That Jesus he should dye for me that I in Justice sight Should in this glorious Godlike Robe before the Throne appear That flaming holiness it self need not to make me fear O cursed unbelief stand by thou Sulpherâ—…s smoke of Hell For in this dress Christ's Righteousness Justice doth like me well O lovely Jesus Take the praise who thus adornst thy Bride This Righteousness I do possess doth in thy self reside O altogether lovely Lord what Tongue can silent be Thou fairest of ten thousand art for none is like to thee HYMN XLVII WHy dost thou hide thy Face our Jesus tell us why Didst thou not love with such a Love that Love caus'd thee to dye Thy bleeding sides do tell loves Stories pleasantly Therefore why hidest thou thy Face our Jesus tell us why Wer'e Bone now of thy Bone to thee we 're made so nigh Thou hid'st thy self now from thy self O therefore tell us why My undefiled one dost thou enquire of me Why i' st that I so frequently do hide my Face from thee O! T is my Love to thee that 's always in a flame That causes me to hide from thee altho' my Heart 's the same When from those living streams from me that run so free Thou turn'st aside O then my Bride I hide my self from thee When thou dost live upon my Jewels fair and bright And them dost take and Idols make and set up in my sight My love to thee 's too great their emptiness to show I turn aside from thee my Bride that thou may'st learn to go Unto the Fountain Head and drink abundantly Unto those red and purple Streams that have their fourse from me HYMN XLVIII MY Jesus he is all to me what ere my Soul can crave A fountain free 's my Christ to me that I no want can have My Jesus he is strength to me when I do fainting lye He 's health in sickness Life in Death in War he 's victory In famine he is Food to me in thirst he 's Royal Wine No want can be attending me since Jesus he is mine My Jesus he is light to me when I in darkness go Such fulness in my Jesus is that I no want can know My Jesus he is liberty when Bondage doth oppress Tho' I in Sin have reeking been my Christ is Righteousness When sorrows compass me about my Christ is peace and joy When Wrath and Sin do rage within my Christ is Victory When Satan throws his flaming Dart my Christ a Hold is strong A refuge he is then to me and my Salvation HYMN XLIX O What a Fountain of delights Is Christ the Son of God! What pleasant Streams this Rock did run when smote by Justice Rod O Love eternal Love and Grace whose depths we cannot know Which we saw run thro' Gods own Son and thro' his Blood to flow We view'd with pleasure and delight this streaming Rock so free We saw the Lord his fellow smite for us upon the Tree O stand amaz'd ye Train above can this be understood That God's eternal Grace and Love should flow thro' Jesus Blood Did we not in the Wounds of Christ the Fathers Heart behold Hath not our dearest Jesus Blood delightful tydings told These wounded Hands and Feet we see by Faith upon the Tree Loudly proclaim we 're Kings and Priests unto Eternity Select Hymns FOR THE LORD's TABLE BOOK III. HYMN I. OUR Lord and Head we saw did fall a Sacrifice for us We by his Stripes are heal'd whilst he was bruis'd and wounded thus Some for a Friend would may be Dye But who would for a Foe Yet Jesus pour'd his Soul to Death for us whil'st we were so Behold how great this dying Love O here was Love indeed To manifest such boundless Love the Son of God must bleed How did whips nails and thorns tear off and rend his blessed Flesh We in his Ordinance now saw our bruised Lord afresh But O! how was his wounded Soul by mighty Vengeance rent What tortures from his Fathers Hand what pangs he underwent 'T was Love to Rebels such as we made him to undergo ' Tho in himself most innocent such Tortures Pain and Woe O hearts of Flint why don't you melt bow down our Souls bow down Let such amazing Grace prevail O! let it wear the Crown Awake awake our Soules to love to love this Lovely one And everlasting praises sing to him upon the Throne HYMN II. HOw did the glorious Heaven smile When God to Man was reconcil'd How he his Rebels did devise should meet him in a Sacrifice He on a bruised Jesus swore He would be wroth with him no more no nor with us that are in Christ our representing great high Priest In Christ's divided parts he meets And there with Love eternal greets enriches them with Glorious Grace and everlasting Arms embrace By wondrous Commutations thus He caus'd the Vengeance due to us fall on his Son who in our stead both Satisfyed dy'd and Bled His Barbed Arrows struck him through Whilst we escape the deadly Blow thus he was pleas'd to bruise his Son lest wretched we should be undone HYMN III. HOsanna to the Holy one Unto the Lamb upon the Throne come let us Hallelujah sing
Christ receive And pou'r forth praises to thy Christ that thee this faith hath given Go on believing pressing still 'till thou art got to Heaven HYMN III. O! Was it ever known before the Kings own Son should crowned be On purpose for to interceed for a rebellious Enemy Thus our dear Jesus seiz'd his Throne put on his grandure and his state Sat on th' right Hand of Majesty that he might be our Advocate The World can never instance this that Kings should Beggars cause so own As that to think to serve them is beyond the pleasures of a Crown Our dearest Advocate thinks this the chiefest sum of his renown To serve his Children now above the brighest Jewel of his Crown To him are Honour Glory Praise Obedience Love and Service due The all-prevailing Advocate the faithful witness and the true HYMN IV. VVHy are ye cast down Princel ones ye Royal Seed of God What e're 's your frame your Christs the same there 's Hony on his Rod. He bids you ever to rejoyce again he says rejoyce What'ere says Law Sin Satan this is your beloveds voice Why should you be discourag'd you O heirs of free rich Grace For goodly is your heritage and pleasant is your place Whate're discouragements object our Christ can answer all His arm is ready to lift up when we 're about to fall Do we draw back from God because we 're filthy and unclean He cloaths us with his Shining Robes let 's on with boldness then Are we afraid his Heart is chang'd no let us have no dread His heart runs o're with grace and love as much as e'e it did Let 's send up praises unto him let us his name extoll His mercy was from ever sure and so it ever shall HYMN V. WHat free rich grace unmix'd pure The Gospel do's proclaim Moses with all his various rites could never speak so plain Come Saints come also Sinners tast this Water Milk and Wine Wine without dregs that of the Lees our Lord did well refine Here 's Pardon without wrath at all white Garments without stain A Conscience Peace made sure and strong an ease that 's free from pain A perfect conscience Liberty that has no Yoak at all For whom the Son makes free are free and ought to know no thrall Our Jesus suffered once for all and he obtain'd thereby Pardons eternal infinite and perfect Liberty And then he entred once for all not without Blood above His sprinkled Blood on th' Mercy-Seat that ever pleads for love For boundless love for goodness Peace for never ceasing grace God's reconcil'd within our Souls it cries and cries apace HYMN VI. INto what pitch of glory we in Jesus mounted are Far above that had Adam stood which should have been our share Faith do's disclose such mysteries as Adam ne're did see Angels now stoop themselves to pry into this Mysterie In Christ what boundless grace and love what Glory Peace and Hope The Fountains of the Deep break up and Heavens Windows ope What great Salvation then is this the Gospel brings to light Iâ—s so astonishing to Faith what will it be to sight Come Saints admire adore set forth in Songs and Hymns this grace Down down with every Idol Self that steps up in it's place Sinners this Grace is tendred to the vilest of you all Come Sinners come accept this grace the Gospel gives a call Stand not for to dispute and dye free â—ffered grace receive Such love embrace accept such grace O do this grace believe HYMN VII COme let 's return unto the Lord who lov'd wash'd us with his blood Le ts turn to him because he hath declar'd to us that he is good O what a hateful thing is Sin against a God of boundless grace That thus affronts the God of love and Spits in the Redeemers Face What Heart of stone would not be broke to see our Jesus pierc'd by us And that these Murtherers our Sins should wound and tear our Saviour thus What Face confusion will not spread What Soul would not it self abase To see that Jesus loved him in such a wretched Sinful case He lov'd us first O let us love let love constrain us to obey Such a good Master who 'd not serve yea love and honour him alway Come Sinners taste the Grace of God that 's offred freely unto you Come and accept of Christ and then all your repentance will be true Take Christ for Saviour Life Strength your service then won't be in vain Come rest you in the love of Christ you 'l mourn then in a Gospel strain Glory and Honour lasting praise be to our dearest Jesus given Let 's here then praise his name always 'Till swallow'd in that work in Heaven HYMN VIII O What a glorious light is this the Gospel day does bring to us What wondrous Grace of God in Christ does Faith reveal to Sinners thus Both Life and Immortality are by the Gospel brought to light The fair bright day of truth appears beyond what Moses spake by rites How do's the God of love and grace appear our Father and our Lord How does the Gospel this declare in Jesus name and in his word The Lord the Spirit does reveal this truth to our dark consciences By pou'ring in Christs pard'ning blood within he manifesteth this The Gospel that ran free at first hath since been Seal'd with many Seals But Judahs Lion hath prevail'd to open them and he reveals They shall be opened all at last the Lamb will now a Lion be O glorious Lamb and Lion too all praise and honour be to thee HYMN IX OUr Lips let 's move for Songs of love to praise Electing love Send down to our assistance Lord thy Spirit from above Eternal Grace in Jesus Face that shines to 's Bride and Wife That still to bless through righteousness Reigns to Eternal life In praises high let 's magnify adoring bow thereto O Grace Free grace O glorious grace that rescu'd us from woe When God resolv'd that Grace should save a Law of Life came in That at the breaches of this Law grace deluge might or'e Sin And why must Sin then enter in that grace might overflow Since Mounts of Sin can't bound it in Grace boundless is we know Law Death Sin Hell brought to the Field the strength of Grace to try Grace gives a fall unto them all and wins the victory All to attest and manifest thâ— omnipotence of Grace And that it is unchangeable nothing can it efface Tho' we might see it's Sov'reignty Sin 's suffered first alone T' extend it's Empire far and wide and fortify its Throne That as Sin reigned unto Death so Grace might weild the Sword And reign to Life thro' righteousness in Jesus Christ our Lord. HYMN X. WHen Captive Slaves to Sin and Death a Dying Jesus set us free Rais'd from a Dungeon to a Throne O glorious Goal delivery That worst of Rebels may not be for ever ruin'd and undone The
unto the great immortal King He sav'd us with his God-like Blood He wash't us in that purest Flood our Conscience bath'd hath in that bath and purg'd out thence Sin Hell Wrath. Wee feed on him our Flesh and bone Thereby embodyed into one in him made one with 's Father too who can this God-like Glory shew How did the Father take delight His dearest Son to bruise and smite to free us from the Hellish snare O! glorious Love beyond compare He now the choicest Wine lets run And feeds with us upon his Son his Spikenard casts a pleasant Smell O! let us in his praises dwell We at his Table Drank and Eat We fed were with the Finest Wheat what choicest Dainiets did he dish O! was there ever Love like this What Tast in Heaven hath this Chear If that it be so pleasant here where we shall Drink the newest Wine what manner O! of Love is thine Hosannahs Hallelujahs ring O beauteous Jesus Glorious King bottomless Love O boundless Grace O Glory Glory Glory Praise HYMN IV. THe Story of eternal Love the Spirit told by Bread and Wine That boundless ever-lasting Love that thro' a dying Christ did shine We do shew forth his Death below and he shews forth his Death above He to keep flowing down his Grace and we to see rejoyce and Love Melchizadeck did Abram meet with Bread and Wine the Kings be'ng slain But our Melchizadeck meets us whilst in the heat of Wars and pain This speaks unfathom'd Love indeed love from eternity begun A boundless current in a Round that to Eternity will run Christ loves and pou'rs his Soul to Death the more the Fathers heart doth move To Christ and Christ doth love the more O! here 's a Glorious Round of Love T is in this Love we 're swallow'd up and shall be swallow'd in for aye This is the Ocean Banner Shade this is the bright eternal Day This God of Love in Christ belov'd this God of Grace we will adore We 'l praise and honour and admire now and henceforth forevermore HYMN V. RAvishing Mercy wondrous Love O! come and tast and see O wretched Sinner as I am did Jesus die for me Eternity will scarce suffice t' admire this great decree 'T was from Eternity decreed that Christ should bleed for me What Storyes of Eternal Love Christs bleeding Sides do tell Loves great Epistle he did Write in lines of Blood so well His Mercy Goodness Grace and Love flow'd in those purple Streams To us that so rebellious were we seem like those in Dreams Ravishing Food dilicious Wine the Flesh and Blood of Christ With Joy and Strength we feed upon the Sacrifice and Priest O! Hallelujah Glory Power and Honour be to Thee Thy God and Father and ours too and Spirit Eternally HYMN VI. WE Drunk the Wine th' Fruit of the Vine the Vine that is most true Hereafter we with Christ shall be and then shall Drink it new These are the Daintyes of free Grace and Love's dilicious Fare The Flesh and Blood o th' Son of God O Love beyond compare His God-like Death for us hath wrought a Garment bright and fair In which we 're Spotless without fault O Love beyond compare He comes to reign Hell is in Pain their Teeth the wicked quash Our Lord is nigh and they shall Feel his Rod and Iron-lash But underneath his Shadow we shall of his bounty share Ravish't with Kisses of his Love O! what a Feast is there Fain would we be at home with thee our dearest Jesus fain That in th' embraces of thy Love we ever might remain Love and free Grace come move apace with Love Heart-sick we be O Soul-amazing Shining Love O! why to such as we HYMN VII WHat Glorious Sacrifice is this our Lord and we do feed upon O what a Banquet 's this of Love to feed upon his only Son To eat of his most glorious Flesh O! this is Heav'nly Manna ' ndeed To have communion with that Blood the Son of God for us did Bleed United to the Son of Man with that great God we union have What-ever in the name of Christ we ask we certainly shall have He prays for us we pray in him we rule and triumph in our Head Our mutual Animosities did Bleed to Death with him that Bled Then let us melt with our dear Lord i' th' reconciling Sacrifice Cast our Rebellious weapons down at his blest Feet if we are wise Hâ—sannah to the God of Love Hâ—sannah to the highest one Hâ—sannah to the Prince of Life that sits with pow'r upon the Throne HYMN VIII NE're did the Glory of free Grace so shine as in our dying Friend When he transgression finished and of Sin fully made an end Behold how God the Father lov'd behold how Jesus lov'd indeed T was Love to us triumph't ore all when that the Lamb of God did Bleed Our Garments whitened with his Blood his Love how plesant is the shade Thus in the Fountain bath'd are we and Kings and Priests to God are made O never never did high Love so greatly flow and stream afore As it flow'd from our Jesus Sides and stream'd forth in his Purple gore O! fill us fill us with thy Loves we thirsty are let 's drink our fill Let 's quench our thirst in pard'ning Blood in pard'ning Blood our Lord did spill Our dearest dearest dearest Friend our pretious Husband lovly sweet Let 's hang in thy embraces Lord let 's wash and whipe and kiss thy Feet Thou overcomest with thy Love O! thou dost ravish with thy Grace Behold how beautiful and bright's the glory of thy lovely Face O let 's admiring alwayes Stand O let 's adoring prostrate Fall O boundless free rich glorious Grace in Christ and Christ is all in all Eternal Glory Thanks and Praise be to our Husband and our Lord Still let us celebrate his Praise and glorious Acts with one accord HYMN IX TEll us O Jesus dost thou Love and dost thou Love indeed Why do we ask did we not see thy Love just now to Bleed What greater Love than bleeding Love O Love most ravishing This Song of Love when we 're above we shall forever Sing We saw thy Love flow from thy Heart now in thy Blood that streams It was such overcoming Love we were like those in Dreams O! who can tell the Heart of Christ in all his Glory now To his belov'd distressed ones in mid'st of Storms below Thy heart 's the same as er'e it was as sull of Love and Grace There 's the same pity as er'e was in thy exalted Face Why must we turn away our Eyes thine Image we do bear O! what does ravish thee it is thy Beauty which we wear If beams from thee that dart on us so Sparkling be and bright What must the Sun it self be to the Darkness of the Night Who can behold thy Glory Lord thy glorious Love who can Eternity it self is not sufficient it to scan Flame out our Love
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
thus then let 's view thy bleeding Sides Here 's Love indeed flow up our Love like overflowing Tides Our Jesus now thou' rt glorifyed but is thy Love the same Yes says he towards you it burns now with as high a Flame Sing Hall elujahs praise adore bless All he does above Is for us Sinners and all ore high Offices of Love HYMN XXI NOw underneath thy Shadow we sat down with great delight How pleasant was the tast of thee how lovely was the sight We cannot brook thy absence Lord but we are sick of Love Embrace thou always in thy Arms thy Sister Spouse and Dove That we no more may hunger give us of this Bread to eat And no more thirst give of this Drink so cherishing so sweet Lord mount our Faith we may embrace thee in thy bruised Son And in thy Bosom lye who is with thee O Father one O let us Sing mount Zion's Song sing Hallelujahs Sing Who now with us at Table sits to th' great immortal King Head over all Jehovah high the Prince of Peace the Son The reigning Lamb by whose Blood we do fight and overcome HYMN XXII O! never was a Face so marr'd as that of our dear Lord When Justice turn'd aside from us and in him sheath'd his Sword Why thus rejected and despis'd why thus afflicted sore He underneath our sorrows groan'd it was our griefs he bore Why without form and comeliness or beauty to be seen It was for us that Vengeance made those Wounds with Arrows keen Why did he grieve why did he groan Pour forth such Tears and Cryes The maul of Justice bruis'd him sore for our Iniquities And was he then for us chastiz'd that we might Peace procure And was his bloody gashly Stripes our healing and our cure What manner then of Love was this yea what transcendent Love Still he loves such yea still as much now that he reigns above And did the Father take our sin and charge it all on him And was the Father greatly pleas'd to bruise him for our sin What manner then of Love was this the Father had for us When for such filthy Dust as we he Wounds his darling thus For ever be the Father prais'd Hosanna's to the Son Yea Hallelujahs to the Lamb the holy righteous one HYMN XXIII CHrist is the pretious Treasury where Grace is laid in store More fully to be handed out unto the Blind and Poor The mighty distance sin had caus'd between our Lord and us Is by this dying Sacrifice our Christ abolish'd thus The distance 'tween th' Eternal God and finite clods of Clay God is come down to dwell in Flesh to do in part away All Homage now is pay'd to God in Jesus Christ our head All that we want is stor'd in him he is the living Bread He is the living Waters sent who ever drinks of him As he is cleans'd and wash'd from sin so never thirsts agen O! do you want eternal Grace one in your nature has't Go to your Brother Joseph's House his pleasant Dainties tast Nay eat beloved eat O drink and drink abundantly This is our glorious Masters call this our Beloved's cry HYMN XXIV THou worthy O Jehovah art Pow'r Glory Honour to receive It was thy pleasure thus to love and thus to make us to believe O bleeding Lamb upon the Throne our Feast and Sacrifice this night Awful like many Waters noise like burning Brass most shining bright 'T is thine to ope the sealed Book and reign ore Death ore Hell ore Sin Ope thou our Conscience chained Doors and King of Glory enter in For thou was 't slain and hast redeem'd us by thy Death and precious Blood From among Kindreds Nations Tongues and made us People to our God Lord by redeeming thou hast made us spotless Kings and Priests to him And having wash't us in his Blood our God in us will see no sin We Kings and Priests i th' royal Robe of Christ's bright righteousness set forth Shall reign with Christ ath ' Judgment Day and reign e're long with him on Earth Worthy's the Lamb that hath been slain and now doth sit upon the Throne Of Glory Blessing Honour Pow'r Wisdom and strength to him alone HYMN XXV I Underneath his shadow sat with pleasure and delight His Fruit unto my tast was sweet and fair unto my sight I look'd and tasted with delight I manna fed upon My Meat and Drink it was the Flesh and Blood o th' Fathers Son I look'd and view'd by Faith until my Soul was sick of Love Love's banner he continually display'd my Head above I view'd by Faith those stretcht out Arms that nail'd were to the Tree Stand open wide for me his Bride tho' a vile wretch I be I view'd a Cup of Vengeance in my dearest Jesus Hand There did I spy most pleasantly that he at Gods Command Most freely drank the bitter Cup my sin prepar'd for him That I might have a Cup prepar'd top full of Grace to th' brim O then my Soul swim in those depths of Love that rise so high That Sin and Death and Hell can't stop it's Stream eternally These following Hymns were found in Mr. Browning's Study and used by him at the Lord's Table Note that at the end of every Hymn these two Verses may be added Hosanna to King Davids Son Hosanna to the Christ Who in th' Almighty's name doth come Hosanna in the high'st To him that thus hath loved us and cancel'd out our score In the pure Flood of his own Blood be praise for evermore HYMN XXVI THe Heavens shew forth O Lord thy Praise and shall we silent be Discharge us of the Earth and raise our Souls in Songs to the. The cheary Angels sweetly sing their Trumpets always sound Let us make Heav'n and Earth to ring we stand on higher Ground Our Wo did by our fall begin we in our Blood did lye Grace took advantage by our Sin it self to Glorify In crooked wayes when we were lost by Sin when we were slain Love spar'd no pains to seek nor cost to make us love again From Heav'n like Worms we crept away Christ found us in his Grave Next to his Heart he did us lay and dying did us save Our Tongues thy Trumpets are and we would serve thee all our Dayes Give us that Heart whose Pulse may be thy quick and constant praise Hosanna to King c. HYMN XXVII BUt that our Flesh is turn'd to Stone but that we scarce can see Our hearts would melt O Lord and groan that we should senseless be The Suns approach doth as we see still make the Earth more brave What Barren Hearts O Lord have we yet hotter Beams we have He that doth find a Silver-Vein rejoyceth in that Toy Thou hast us blest with greater Gain oh fill our Hearts with Joy There 's no such thing as Love in Men comparing theirs with thine Christ drank to us in Blood and then bad us pledge him in Wine He did forsake his
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
Who writ our Pardons by his Death and seal'd them with his Blood HYMN XXXIII WHo shall ascend the Hill of Faith the Holy Hill of God Who shall be worthy there to stand and there to have abode It shall be he says Justice then whose Heart and Hand is pure He shall ascend on high yea and receive the Blessing sure Lift up you Heads says Jesus then ye everlasting Doors Stand open wide for me and mine for I have payd their scores Whatever thou requir'st of them I have it here to pay Lit up the Doors I 'le enter in come lift them up I say Who is that King says Justice then who is' t that is so bold No Sin shall ever enter in that I 'm resolv'd of Old It is King Jesus then saith Grace of Heav'n and Earth the Lord Yet freely gave his God-like Breast unto thy flaming Sword 'T is he of whom thou didst require his Blood yea hadst thy fill And now demands Possession for his of Zions Hill Is this the King He shall come in let Justice Mercy kiss Now I am fully satisfied I l'e plead for him and his The Voice cries not a second time to Sinners yet in Sin Be lifted up ye Doors and let the King of glory in Who is that King of Glory great the Sinners Heart replies Who 's this that speaks with such command saying ye Doors arise It s thy related Lord and King which once was slain for thee And now is rose again and cryes my Sister ope ' to me Must I stand knocking here without what stony heart hast thou To let me waiting be until my Head is fill'd with Dew I l'e put my Finger at the Door I l'e stand no more without Now I am in I l'e tell my Queen thy Sins i'v'e blotted out This King of Glory let 's exalt who is ascended high By whose ascention we shall have or'e Death the Victory HYMN XXXIV WHen we were far estrang'd from God and cast out of his sight God plac't the Flaming Sword o' th' Law to guard the Tree of Life But Jesus being one of us and of the seed of Man To get Eternall life for us upon the Sword he ran Awake O Sword thus saith the Lord against the Man like me If thou wilt take Eternal Life thy Heart's Blood I must see Thus Jesus did receive the blow into his glorious Side His Wounds and Blood have interpos'd our Enmity so wide The Gates of Heav'n are op'ned wide now Sinners may come in For God to them is reconcil'd all by the Blood of him The Sinner reconciled too by Grace must be intic't For God to them is reconcil'd all by the Blood of Christ Come forth ye Prisoners of Hope come forth be not afraid The Blood of Christ has made you right and all your Debts hath payd Hark! Hark! what God the Father says the Sinner to entice Peace Peace to them that are far off all by the Blood of Christ Hark! how the Blood of Christ cryes Peace i' th' Sinners Conscience too When all your works will bring no Peace the Blood of Christ will do What tho' the Sinner be far off by his rebellious Sin The place where Jesus Blood came out the sinner may come in Honour to him who unto God hath made us Kings and Priests we once far off are now made nigh by th' Blood of Jesus Christ HYMN XXXV O ' masing Wisdom and Decree that Gods permissive will should be To let us fall as low as Hell altho' he loved us so well O glorious dazling reigning Grace which shineth through our Jesus face While we be all condemn'd to dye then reigning Grace dose justify O glorious Will immutable must we deserve no less than Hell Rais'd from a Dunghil to a Throne accepted through this Grace alone To glorify free reigning Grace thine Image Satan must deface What Grace was here our Image is made more conformable to his No change can happen to us now in Adam this we did not know In dying now we do not dye but dye to live Eternally Oh height of Love why we why we why should we be thus sav'd by thee Oh Depth of Love what Tongue can tell he sav'd us when as low as Hell O Bredth of Glorious pard'ning Grace it is as large as er'e it was Oh Length of Grace resolvedly to love us from Eternity HYMN XXXVI HOw blessed are the called ones to th' Marriage of the Lamb By eating of his parched Flesh they shall for ever stand His Heart and Soul they were the Price for which we purchast be And now will keep his Marriage feast with such poor dust as we Oh! stand not knocking at the Door but break it open wide Come in our Jesus feast with us thy undefiled Bride Why standst thou knocking at the Door why knockest thou to Day Why wouldst thou have the upper Room Lord what hast thou to say I would come in to Solemnize and celebrate with thee My Marriage Covenant and Feast my Dove Oh! ope to me Is this the thing why thou 'dst come in we can't bear thy complaint My Love my Choice is this thy Voice our Souls are like to faint O Lord come in thy Fingers in we feel our Locks to move We'v'e heard thee say Love come away my Sister and my Dove Come in thy Room thou bruised Lamb tell us of Love to Day The wrath thou 'st born and overgon oh tell thy Dallilah Come with me then my Love my Dove come view the cursed Tree Come view the Cross see where I lost all my Hearts Blood for thee Come view my pierced wounded Hands my bruised Sides come see My Feet that trip't or'e Hills to bring tydings of Joy to thee Why should thy cursed Unbelief bring me again to dye Do but Believe and I am thine to all Eternity HYMN XXXVII JEsus our Shepherd's here to Day he in his Fold is come To take the weak Lambs in his Arms and feed the Ewes with young Altho' the weak ones go astray they are yet dear to him Because the Father on him lay the Guilt of every Sin The strong ones he enables more the weak that are behind He takes up in his Bosom and their Wounds and Bruises binds The Lambs are in their Jesus Arms they hear his Bowels sound He keeps them close from any Harms their Hands are in his Wounds They are so near unto his Heart he hears their cry and moan His Bowels answer them my Grace sufficient is alone They will not keep i' th' Bands of Grace nor by the Waters clear But stray in un-forbidden Grounds of doubting and despair He brings them back again and makes himself a Wall about Salvation Banks on ev'ry side they may no more go out Their Pasture's green and flourishing for Grace doth ne're decay They cannot want or Hungry be except they go astray They that are weak and cannot go they may lye down and rest Solace themselves in Pastures green and eat