Lamb 's begun which comfort does import The Captain 's gone his Armies run and now their time is short Sing on the heights of Zion all ye followers of the Lamb All that against you arm shall fall praise ye his holy name Apoc. 14.1 2. Halelujah 150 Hymn Saints best Apolo'gy herein lyes ' Gainst Satans darts and calumnies The Lamb's bloud and their innocencies Ezra 4 6 12 15 Apoc. 12.10 O Lord our righteous judge that art null Satans accusation Plead thou our right and heal the smart of 's poysonful temptation See how he stands at our right hands if we do ' proach thy throne But thou' rt defence for innocence against this wicked one If we Gods Children are hee 'l doubt and maks us question't too Lord prove thy love his dart pull out that would our hopes undo But tho's intent and wyles are bent the innocent to blame Let them conspire bee 't Sword or Fire God turns it to their shame E're long th' accuser shall be bound Christ has prepar'd his chain Whose sword his enemies head will wound that Christ alone may raign Uprightness then with Sons of men in much repute is had And every tongue Gods Sons did wrong with shame and horrour's clad The Lord prepares for plotters snares that on their heads shall rain And for th' upright a shining light when Jesus comes again 151 Hymn On occasion of that Fire in Breadstreet Here le ts condole others distress And for escapes our thanks express Isai 24.15 Psal 79 1 2 5 7. O Lord how dreadful is thine ire where is the cause what sinns Did kindle first so dreadful fire for thence our woes begin Thine anger may alone suffice of which who knows the power Oh leave us not t' our enemies they 'l body ' and soul devour Whether our flames come from thy hand or by malicious spite Lord search and make us understand revenge and do us right By melting Lord us purifie that we may better grow And Lord sit by when thou dost try that nought but dross may go In fires we do thee glorifie may Christ there with us rest A Phoenix thence shall rise and fly and Isles with it be blest The Lord that chose us pluck't us out as brands from many a flame Will still us wall as fire about blest be his glorious name But from these flames shall sparks arise proud Babel to devour That Christ when Rome in ashes lyes may raign in glory ' nd power 152 Hymn O bless't are all at peace with God When wars do 'larum us abroad Ps 46.9 Matth. 24.6 7 20 21 32. O mighty Lord of Hosts the Lord of peace and war When thou in wrath thy sword dost bath in mercy us prepare Thy judgments threat'n our Land we see few signs of good Our crying crimes make perilous times deserving showres of blood Yet some our sins lament desiring terms of peace And righteous laws that God may cause his anger tow'rds us cease Or when thy Sword is drawn O Lord with it debate And stay thy hand but give command the whore to desolate Thy controversie great O Lord plead and decide For Treachery and Cruelty of Rome to th' lamb and bride In great disdain and scorn ten horns against her turn Then for that whore naked and poor her paramours shall mourn All wars then end in peace the earth from curse is free And in their King the Saints shall sing days of Eternity Amen 153 Hymn The Comfort of true Worship Psal 68.1 2. LEt God arise his enemies scatter and wast away Such is their fate that Sion hate like smoke they must decay At thy rebuke and presence great the wicked pass with noise The righteous still before thy seat in heart and lip rejoyce For tho' the Nations rush and rage and swell as waters great Their force will Jacobs God asswage for Sion is his seat This burdensome and chosen stone so weighty God does make That great and small on it that fall perish for Sions sake No weapon shall prosper at all no Councel Tongue or might ' Gainst Christ's elect can take effect when in his Temple bright Christ will appear why shou'd we fear his angels are our host Tears blood and prayer our weapons are our hopes cannot be lost 154 Hymn This and one more given Mrs. J. H. on the death of their Son T. H. When God for child or friend does call His will must still our murmurings all Levit. 10.6 Psal 39.9 11. O thou Immortal one issues to thee belong From cruel death and deeps beneath God of Salvation Who can thy wrath abide when thou for sin dost chide Beautys decay youth fades away if thou thy face wilt hide Children are vanity whether they live or dye Alive they are a certain care dead comforts by and by The more they steal our love our Lord gets less above This does provoke Gods by a stroke our Idols to remove Thy sov'raign hand therefore and will let 's all adore Like A'ron now in silence vow to over-love no more Now hopes for time i 've none near friends before are gone Faiths victory to sing and see I 'le long before thy throne 155 Hymn Wishes in a Letter to Mrs. S. W. at Theobalds being many years bedrid That being not hungry nor hardly bestead To fresh springs of solace your soul may be led And being not once discourag'd i' th way As Isr'el of old in their wilderness day Your soul may from strength to full strength attain And so Sion mount at last you may gain I truly wish that you may fish in sanctuary streams But yet your eye may still espie in them celestial beams That by those beams and chrystal streams that from above descend Your soul may lighten and faith may highten and persevere to th' end And tho' I know your bodi 's low and nature sore declin'd Yet when your Lord speaks but the word you 'l not be left behind For you shall straight on Sion height mount up and so shall sing Your songs of love to him above your everlasting King Oh then rejoyce hark 't is the voice of him that 's at the door Who calls my love my darling dove come now thou 'st weep no more Adiew old World confus'dly hurl'd devoted to the fire Gods word 's most true all shall be new and let my soul expire My ripest plants Gods sweetest Saints are slipt away before And I forlorn with griefs am torn O let me stay no more 156 Hymn Thus sick the soul to God did mourn And heal'd its praise did so return according to Isai 38.10 20. LOrd though thy stroke me sick did make yet did thy hand me raise This cup of saving health I 'le take and render songs of praise I said if now my days expire what comfort shall I have When expectation with desire lye buried in the grave My days have full of darkness been my sickness sorrow ' nd wrath For peace my sin hath bitter
In partly Complaint partly Comfort HOw long Lord shall thine anger burn against thy Pasture sheep O let thy favour soon return still do not fury keep This wasts our life and spirits away our sins upon us bind From it our foes presume to say our comforter's unkind Oh turn to us thy smiling face return our hearts again And turn thine hand on them apace that will not Christ should raign Then when thy fury 's turn'd away and God us comfort brings Thence we with joy shall waters draw from our Salvations springs Then Sion with her King shall shout o're Babels helpers all and all her Children round about do sing at Babels fall The Lamb then sitting on the Throne them by clear springs will guide And wipe away the tears each one that from our eyes did glide 54 Hymn The Virgins sigh for their Bridegroom Matth. 25.1 7. YE Virgins chast go forth in hast your Lamps light up and trim For by and by that midnight cry will call you to meet him Your dear Bridegroom's about to come and warns you to prepare For 't is unkind to sleep behind if you wise Virgins are Let grace give light as Oyl most bright to all the world about For if you sleep you can't well keep your Lamps from going out Then wrath and wo will be unto such slumbring Virgins when The Bridegrooms door is shut no more but five go in often But O the Feast the glorious rest and joy that Marriage day Shall bring each guest that 's to be blest his face to see for aye For sure with fat and delicate both Wine and marrow rare That Bridgeroom will them feed and fill that do for him prepare Then come away O do not stay to th' wedding O make hast For you er'e long shall sing the song hee 's come Halelujah 55 Hymn A groan from our evil times for better as Isai 32.1 2. and Psal 12.1 HElp Lord for upright ones do fail the faithful cease and those That mens iniquities do bewail are preyes to cruel foes We wait and long for Righteousness and yet no good appears Our hopes of healing times grow less that still augments our fears Judgment turns back no equity nor truth can entrance have Oh wake thy spirit of prophesie to raise them from their grave For sighs of poor that are opprest now Lord let Christ arise To set's in safe and quiet rest from all that them despise Then wisdom knowledge and Gods fear our times establish shall And Christ both Sword and Scepter bear to root out wicked all He shall be then our hidding place from winds and stormy rain As shaddow of a Rock his grace shall hidden Lambs sustain The Lord his God to him shall give his Father David's Throne And he for aye with Saints shall live and rule warr judge alone 56 Hymn A cry for Righteousness in the Earth as Psal 94.1 2. O God to whom vengeance belongs lift up thy self again Render rewards for all the wrongs thy Saints on Earth sustain For they blaspheme thy holy name and all the Earth oppress Thy holy Laws and righteous cause they brand for wickedness The thrones of wickedness still forge their mischiefs for a Law Thy people for their duty scourge and cause Prophets withdraw Lift up thy feet Oh come again our deso'late case behold All that thy Kingdom do disdain repay them seven fold Then pris'ners in the pit that lye and Prophets in the cave Souls that do under th' Altar cry just vengeance all will have Our Isles shall feast while whore and beast the Lord shall judge and slay But Sion Sing in Christ her King for aye Halelujah 57 Hymn The mourning solitary Dove For Christ pants and is sick of love I allude to the Title Psal 56.1 i. e. the mute solitary Dove having lost her mate O Lord how is my joy exchang'd to mourning like a Dove My harp upon the Willow's hang'd because i 've lost my love I wander bird-like solitary seeking my paradise O for an Ark or Sanctuary in Christ where true rest lies My sin in vale of death me clouds I mourning Sun-less go Temptations me pursue in crouds my sins too there 's my wo. To thee I cry Lord from these deeps deeps unto deeps do call If off all earthly joy thou strips O be instead of all Lord if thou through these clouds will look and from this pit me move My beauty that had me forsook returns wing'd like a Dove Lord unto Sion-mount shew grace Jerus'lem build again Christs Ark of presence with us place in 's glory aye to raign 58 Hymn Lord cry's the ' fflicted soul advance On me thy lightsome countenance as in Psal 4.6 THe light Lord of thy countenance be pleas'd to let me see So full a good none can advance may that once shine on me For clouds of darkness me o'respread sin hangs my hopes in doubt Oh Sun of righteousness me lead for now my Candle 's out My Lord that earst his face did show in clouds did disappear When he 'l return I do not know my hopes are mixt with fear Why are thy visits rare become and oft i 've none at all Oh now let faith thee welcome home my sloth rouze by this call Afflictions from thee pity crave Oh be not distant still Descend and visit this my cave and with thy light it fill Then shall I rise and ope mine eyes and turn my Thornes to Bay No night so long but morning song succeeds let 's hope for day Our Lord at last through clouds will hast him every eye shall see But only they that on him stay in that sight bless'd shall be Amen 59 Hymn When God the cry of prayers attends For long delays he 'l make 's amends OH thou that prayers dost hear how long wilt thou forbear To listen to the prayers that do proceed from Saints sincere T' avenge thy peoples wrong do not defer so long Our jubilee at last let 's see and found our joyful song Hard things thy Saints have seen afflicted long have been Lord by this rain keep and maintain thy heritage fresh and green Let Rome's proud Hierarchy under thy judgment lye Then Saints shall sing for Sions King shall be extol'd most high Then God will work his wonder old heav'ns dissolve with thunder His fire devours all Laws and powers that bound Religion under Then all the meek and poor praises shall sing before The lambs high Throne for he alone their comforts will restore Ye heavens rejoyce agen let Earth be glad for Then The Lord has bles't his flock with rest hast Lord even so Amen 60 Hymn Thus shall our Faith triumph on high O're all the power o' th enemy Psal 83.12 ult OH thou most high whose councels are both deep faithful and true Against our foes thine arm make bare frustrate and them subdue Thy Saints at thy command have pray'd this sixteen hundred year Thy Kingdom come so long delay'd Oh let it's
its end Most glorious things the Scripture sings o' th' City of God so fair That down shall move from God above in all dimensions square Her King 's the Lamb that built the same who ever lives her light None dwell within defil'd with sin all gems most perfect bright Her pearly wall and Towers so tall Salvation stiled is Angels it guard with watch and ward the City of God is this Here only Saints b' inhabitants that with the Lamb shall talk Through streets of Gold thus John us told all 's Pilgrims sing and walk Here runs for ever that clearest River all pleasures joys for aye Oh blest all they here dwell and stay Jehovah call 't Shammah 88 Hymn The Saints ultimate glorious state Admir'd but none can it relate 1 Cor. 2.9 and Apoc. 22.3 4. OH all ye Saints that have a right to that last glorious state Triumph and sing and take delight whilst you it contemplate To see God as we 're seen and know is here grace budding bliss But what it is there 's now can show to see him as he is To view our Lord in flesh these twain natures unite in one To see his wounds our way to raign and sitting in his Throne To tast the comforts of Gods spirit in their original VVithout desertion to inherit Christ's fellowship with all To joyn consort with Angels pure in heavenly harmony VVith joy and praise one hymn to ' dure all 'long Eternity But eye ne're saw no ear yet heard but on'ly thine O God! The things ineffable are prepar'd in that pleasant abode 89 Hymn A 2d part of the ult glory and joyes above Now pain crying and misery Cease when the Saints Gods Face do see Rev. 22.1 2. OH blissful glorious state what words can this define No terrene pleasures coelestial treasures nor how sweet can divine O perfect sinless Church of holy firstborn ones VVhat ioyes attend without an end those bright Eternal thrones Doth sight of Friends refresh here 's all with full content Here Gods own Plants Christ with the Saints dwell near no more t' absent Do springs Rivers delight or Gardens walks so green In that one thing Jesus our King may all and more be seen Do ordinances yield a well of Life most clear VVhat life shall we attain when he in 's glory shall appear Musick will charm the ear put sence t'an extasie Here one sweet Song shall last as long as vast Eternity Now grief turns into joy faith hopes run 'to fruition Now only love and joyes us move in t ' naked perfect Vision 90 Hymn The Spouse desires of Christ some signs To prove that 's heart to her inclines Commenting on Cant. 1.1 7. LOrd give m' a reconciling kiss me to embrace incline For sure thy loving kindness is far better than sweet wine As oyntment pow'r'd forth is thy name that gives most fragrant smell The Virgin-upright-ones proclaim therefore they love thee well Lord draw and after thee wee 'le run the Kings chambers into Tho' black by hot and scortch Sun yet comely i 'me also Tell me O thou my Soul does love where thou thy food dost take And rest at noon under thy grove in fafety thine dost make My love to thee from thine did flow when time of love came in And shall I now wander oh no! Nor sociate with sin Such love doth ravish Lord thy heart so wilt thou taken be Oh never may th' affections start that knit my soul to thee Curst with a Maranath ' is he that loves not Christ the anointed And o're all longs not him to see for 's Zion King appointed 91 Hymn Hark how the faithful will begin Welcome when he to feed comes in as Psal 24.7 9. 2d part YE lasting gates stand open and admit your glorious King Let him not knock without or stand that does his welcome bring VVhy stand'st thou blessed Lord without break in stay not to knock Thy key of love can ope ' no doubt each door with bars and lock But Lord I am unworthy thou under my Roof shouldst come Yet since my heart 's thy house I 'le vow to bid thee welcome home To entertain this King who 's able much less to do it well O Spikenard now my King 's at Table send forth thy fragrant smell That Wine of 's pomgranate I 'le break the same he brought I 'le bring That caus'd my lips asleep to speak and from the dust to sing I am my well belov'd's hee 's mine 'mong Lillies white he feeds Till day dawns I with him will dine or'e Hills see how he speeds Make hast oh King be like a Roe come running fly away Confound thy foes make Princes know thy raign abides for aye 92 Hymn The Spouse fed of Christs providore Beggs Lord such food give evermore TO th' heav'nly Court I went a visiting my King He knew 't before and ope't the door I came his fruits to bring I greatly was in doubt how I should entrance gain Yet in I went for word he sent he would me entertain When ent'red in I found a noble wellcome home And all that came once blind and lame yet for more guests was room The hungry naked poor yea blind and dumb all sung All heal'd and clad most princely fed his house with praises rung Then I for company my Songs could not restrain That he should smile on one so vile and with him cause to raign Our entertainment was of dainties for a King The wine he drew of 's Kingdom-new he did in person bring Oh then let every guest tho' here griev'd and opprest Lift up your eyes yon'd's paradise there hope to be at rest 93 Hymn Ye Nations listen to this call Before Gods face ye Isles shall fall 1st Part. YE Nations all attend this call for 't is the voice of God His Gospel take er'e Christ you break with 's heavy Iron rod. To God O turn your Idols burn let Dagon fall before The Ark of God where 's his abode and shall be evermore If ye withstand his strecht out hand by which he would you save It is most right in all mens sight that judgmeht ye should have For God has sworn this to perform that bow shall every knee Confess and know must high and low Christs glorious Majestie 2d Part. LEt God arise all 's Enemies shall scattered forces be Yea all that hate Zions good state before Gods face shall flee In 's holy place to see Gods face and hear s most pleasant voice Will finish Saints grief and complaints and make their hearts rejoyce The Wilderness joy shall express and sing to see that day When men of might quite out of sight shall perish and decay Gods countenance hee 'l then advance upon the desert rose His dew shall light on 's Lillies white that in low Vallies grows For his elect hee 'l then erect a throne of judgment high That he may bring each lofty thing 'fore it to search and try Then Saints shall