Eternizing his Name Part VII God is to be praised for his dreadful Majesty and wonderful Works I. He sits on an Eternal Throne With Mercy cloth'd and Might The works his hands hath wrought alone Are still his hearts delight II. If in his Robes of Majesty He to the Earth draw near Or cast from Heav'n a flaming Eye Th' Earth trembling faints for fear III. Of if he his Almighty hand On th'Mountains heads doth lay The Mountains can no longer stand But smoke and melt away IV. I will extol with noble Praise This mighty God and King While vital Breath prolong my days His Praises I will sing V. My heart and tongue with holy strife Shall in his Praises be Continual Rivals all my life For Joy one Jubilee VI. Let those who do this Lord despise And ' gainst his Law rebel As Rebels fall and never rise But sink from Earth to Hell VII But Oh my Soul my ravisht Heart Praise thou th' Almighty King Let all his Subjects bear a part And Hallelujah sing Hymn II. as the 148 Psalm COme Hallelujah sing Jehovah's Praise proclaim From Heav'n till Earth do ring I' th heights extol his fame His Glory raise Ye Armiesall Angelical With glorious Praise Thy Beams O Sun by day Thy Rayes O Moon by night Unto his Praise display Praise him ye Stars of Light His Praise declare Ye Heav'ns above And Clouds that move I'th'empty Air O let them praise the Name Of this all-glorious Lord For at his call they came Created by his Word For ever he Hath fix'd them fast For there he past A firm Decree The Lord who all things keeps Praise ye from Earth below Ye Dragons and all deeps Ye Fire and Hail and Snow And Vapours stirr'd By stormy Winds Which he doth bind Or loose by 's Word Ye Mountains which do raise Your Heads to Heav'n and all Ye Hills and Mountains praise Fruit-trees and Cedars tall Beasts wild and tame Each creeping thing All Birds of wing Exalt his Name Ye Kings of great command And Men of meaner birth Ye potent Princes and All Judges of the Earth Both Young Men all Maids in their prime Men hoard with time And Children small O let them joyn and raise Jehovah's Name on high His Name 's above their praise Exalted gloriously With Rayes Divine His Glory bright Obscures Earth's Light And th' Heavens out-shine Gloria Patri To th'Father and the Son And Holy Ghost now be All glory unto one True God and Persons three As 't was is when Times measure ends His Praise transcends All time Amen The Angels and Churches Hymn Glory to God on high And Peace to Men below Now God in Grace is nigh And Blessings to bestow All Glory then To th'Father too The Son also And Spirit Amen Hymn III. as 148 Psalm D. W. GIve laud unto the Lord From the Coelestial Coasts All ye his Praise record His Angels and his Hosts Him glorifie Sun Moon and Stars Yea highest Spheres And cloudy Sky O let them praise his Name Since made by his command Who ' stablish'd all the frame Perpetually to stand He also made A firm Decree Which needs must be By them obey'd Praise God from Earth below Ye Dragons and all Deeps Fire Hail Clouds Wind and Snow Whom in command he keeps Hills low and high Trees all that grow Beasts swift or slow Fouls all that flie Kings and the vulgar throng Princes and Judges all Yea men and maidens young Old men and children small Praise ye his name Who 's name alone As th' only one Extol in fame Whose glory bright doth blaze Above the Earth and Sky Of all his Saints the praise He sets their Horn on high Even those that spring Of Israel's race Much in his Grace His praises sing Hymn III. as the 148 Psalm YE holy Angels bright Which stand before Gods Throne And dwell in glorious light Praise ye the Lord each one You there so nigh Fitter than we Dark sinners be For things so high You blessed Souls at rest Who see your Saviours face Whose glory ev'n the least Is far above our Grace God's praises sound As in his sight With sweet delight You do abound All Nations of the Earth Extol the Worlds great King With melody and mirth His glorious praises sing For he still reigns And will bring low The proudest foe That him disdains Sing forth Jehovah's praise Ye Saints that on him call Magnifie him always His holy Churches all In him rejoice And there proclaim His Holy Name With sounding voice My Soul bear thou thy part Triumph in God above With a well tuned heart Sing thou the Songs of love Thou art his own Whose pretious blood Shed for thy good His love made known He did in love begin Renewing thee by Grace Forgiving all thy Sin Shew'd thee his pleased Face He did thee heal By his own merit And by his Spirit He did thee Seal In saddest thoughts and grief In sickness fears and pain I cry'd for his relief And did not cry in vain He heard with speed And still I found Mercy abound In time of need Let not his praises grow On prosp'rous heighths alone But in the Vales below Let his great love be known Let no distress Curb and Controul My Winged Soul And Praise suppress Part II. Let not the fear or smart Of his chastising Rod Take off my fervent Heart From praising my dear God Still let me kneel And to him bring This offering What e're I feel Tho' I lose friends and wealth And bear reproach and shame Tho' I lose ease and health Still let me praise Gods name That fear and pain Which would destroy My thanks and joy Do thou restrain Tho' humane help depart And Flesh draw near to dust Let Faith keep up my Heart To love God true and just And all my Days Let no disease Cause me to cease His joyful praise Tho' sin would make me doubt And fill my Soul with fears Tho' God seem to shut out My daily Cries and Tears By no such frost Of sad delays Let thy sweet praise Be nipt and lost Away distrustful care I have thy promise Lord To banish all despair I have thy Oath and Word And therefore I Shall see thy face And there thy Grace Shall Magnifie Tho' sin and death conspire To rob thee of thy praise Towards thee I 'll aspire And thou dull hearts canst raise Open thy door And when grim death Shall stop his breath I 'll praise thee more With thy triumphant flock Then I shall numbred be Built on th' eternal Rock His Glory we shall see The Heav'ns so high With praise shall ring And all shall sing In harmony The Sun is but a spark From the eternal Light Its brightest beams are dark To that most glorious sight There the whole choire With one accord Shall praise the Lord For evermore Hymn V. of three parts 1. Confession 2. Petition 3. Thanks-giviâ—â—… Coll. LORD from the horrid deep my cries Ascend unto thine
sake I love this life And seek the life above But how I wonder did I come To prize and love thee so That as I love thee more or less My comforts come or go O God of Love make good thy word Love thirsting Souls to fill I hope of Love I hither came In hope depart I will A Song of Praise took out of the Revelation of St. John TO him that lov'd us for himself And dy'd to do us good And wash'd us from our scarlet sins In his most precious blood And made us Kings and Priests to God His Father infinite To him eternal glory be And everlasting might The Lamb is worthy that was slain Of Power and Renown Of Wisdom Honour and to wear The Royal Glorious Crown Amen Amen the Angels Cry Salvation is his due And we thro' all Eternity His praises will renew Thanks Glory Blessing Wisdom Might Honour and Power then Be to our God for ever more For evermore Amen A Song of Praise for Deliverance from Enemies Mr. M. O God who dost the World command Thou Check'st both Wind and Waves The Devils which like Lions Roar Are thine inchained Slaves The Sons of Rage are smoking Brands And Idols fear'd in vain Thou Lord the true and only God Their fury dost restrain Thou Lord didst smooth fierce Esau's brow And change his murm'ring breath Thou gav'st to him a Brother's heart Who vow'd his Brothers Death Angels do Arm at thy Command And Stars have shot their Dart Nature hath fought and Miracles Have took thy Churches part Thee Lord who still thy Church dost love All Creatures must obey And when for thine thou dost arise Their En'mies where are they I cry'd to Heav'n in my distress And to my God did flee He with compassion heard my cry He did arise for me With humble fear and thankful joy Lord at thy feet I fall Unfeignedly acknowledging That thou alone dost all Thou art all Love thou art all Pow'r And so thou art to me Blest be my God now and henceforth And to Eternity A Song of Praise for Joy in the Holy Ghost Dr. H. MY Soul doth magnifie the Lord My Spirit doth rejoyce In God my Saviour and my God I hear his joyful voice I need not go abroad for Joy Who have a Feast at home My sighs are turned into songs The Comforter is come Down from above the blessed Dove Is come into my breast To witness God's Eternal Love This is my heav'nly Feast This makes me Abba Father cry With confidence of Soul It makes me cry my Lord my God And that without controul There is a stream which issues forth From God's Eternal Throne And from the Lamb a living stream Clear as the Crystal Stone This stream doth water Paradice It makes the Angels sing One Cordial drop revives my heart Hence all my Joys do spring Such Joys as are unspeakable And full of Glory too Such hidden Manna hidden Pearls As worldlings do not know Eye hath not seen nor Ear hath heard From fancy 't is conceal'd What thou Lord hast laid up for thine And hast to me reveal'd I see thy Face I hear thy Voice I taste thy sweetest Love My Soul doth leap but O for wings The wings of Noah's Dove Then should I flee far hence away Leaving this World of sin Then should my Lord put forth his hand And kindly take me in Then should my Soul with Angels feast On Joys that always last Blest be my God the God of Joy Who gives me here a tast A Song of Praise for Peace of Conscience M. MY God my reconciled God Creator of my Peace Thee will I love and praise and sing Till life and breath shall cease My thoughts did rage my Soul was tost 'T was like a troubled Sea But what a mighty voice is this Which winds and waves obey God speaks the word peace and be still My sins those Mutineers With speed went off and took their flight Where now are all my fears The World can neither give nor take Nor yet can understand That Peace of God which Christ hath bought And gives me with his hand This is my Saviour's Legacy Confirm'd by his decease Ye shall have trouble in the World In me ye shall have peace And so it is the World doth rage But peace in me doth reign And whilst my God maintains the Fort Their Batt'ries are in vain The burning Bush was not consum'd Whilst God remained there The three when Christ did make the fourth Found Fire as meek as Air. So is my mem'ry stuff'd with sins Enough to make an Hell And yet my Conscience is not scorch'd For God in me doth dwell Where God doth dwell sure Heav'n is there And singing there must be Since Lord thy presence makes my Heav'n Whom should I sing but thee My God my reconciled God Creator of my Peace Thee will I love and praise and sing Till Life and Breath shall cease Hymn XLIV A Song of Praise for Pardon of Sin MY God a God of pardon is His Bosom gives me ease I have not do not please my God Yet mercy him doth please My sins aloud for vengeance call But lo a Fountain Springs From Christ's pierc'd side with louder cries And speaketh better things My sins have reach'd up to the Heav'ns But Mercies heighth exceeds Gods Mercy is above the Heav'ns Above my sinful deeds My sins are many like the Stars Or Sands upon the shore But yet the Mercies of my God Are infinitely more Manassah Paul and Magdalen Were pardon'd all by thee I read it and believe it Lord For thou hast pardon'd me When God shall search the World for Sin What trembling will be there O Rocks and Mountains cover us Will be the Sinners Pray'r But the Lambs wrath they need not fear Who once have felt his love And they that walk with God below Shall dwell with God above Rage Earth and Hell come Life come Death Yet still my Song shall be God was and is and will be good And merciful to me Hymn XLV Variety of Providences Psalm 147. Dr. W. GIVE Laud unto the Lord It is a pleasant thing His Praises to record And his sweet Songs to Sing Who on a Rock His Church erects And recollects His scatter'd Flock He heals the Heart contrite And binds up all their wounds He tells the Stars of Light Whose numbers so abound And he can call Each shining flame Of them by name He knows them all Great is this God of ours Yea most exceeding great His Pow'r above all Pow'rs And hath the Soveraign Seat And as his Might So likewise his Pure Wisdom is Most infinite O Salem praise the Lord Praise him O Sion-hill Who hath thy Gates well-barr'd And doth thy Cities fill Thy Peace full great He makes to be And filleth thee With Flow'r of Wheat Thro' th' earth his Mandats go His word most swiftly flies Like Wooll he giveth Snow His Frost as Ashes lies His Ice is roll'd As morsels and O who
can stand Before his cold He speaks and straight it thaws He breathes and Water flows To Israel his Laws And to none else he shows As for his word No Heathen Land Doth understand Praise ye the Lord. M. Hymn XLVI For the Gospel BLest be my God that I was born To hear the joyful sound That I was born to be Baptiz'd And bred on Christian ground That I was bred where God appears In tokens of his Grace The lines are fallen unto me In a most pleasant place The Sun which rose up in the East And drove their shades away His healing Wings have reach'd the West And turn'd our Night to day England at first an Egypt was Since that proud Babels Slave At last a Canaan it became And then my Birth it gave Blest be my God that I have slept The dismal Night away Being kept in Providence's Womb To England's brightest day M. Hymn XLVII For Redemption O That I had an Angels Tongue That I might loudly sing The wonders of Redeeming Love To thee my God and King But Man who at the Gates of Hell Did pale and speechless lye Must find a Tongue and Time to speak Or else the Stones will cry Let the Redeemed of the Lord Their thankful Voices raise Can we be Dumb whilst Angels Sing Our great Redeemers Praise Come let us join with Angels then Glory to God on high Peace upon Earth Good-will to Men Amen Amen say I. Poor Adam's Race was Satans prey And Dust the Serpent's food We that were doom'd to be devour'd Naked and Trembling stood Love Clothed with Humility Built here an House of Clay In which it dwelt and rescu'd Man The Devil lost his Prey The spightful Serpent bruis'd Christ's heel But then Christ brake his Head And left him Nail'd upon the Cross On which his Blood was shed Sing and triumph in boundless Grace Which thus hath set thee free Extol with shouts my ravish'd Soul Thy Saviour's Love to thee Give endless thanks to God and say What Love was this in thee That thou hast not with-held thy Son Thine Only Son from me Thy Deep and Glorious Counsels Lord With Trembling I Adore Blessed thrice blessed be my God Blessed for ever more M. Hymn XLVIII For the Morning MY God was with me all this night And gave me sweet Repose My God did watch even whilst I slept Or I had never Rose How many groan'd and wish'd for sleep Until they wish'd for day Measuring slow hours with their quick pains Whilst I securely lay What terrours have I scap'd this night Which have on others fell My body might have slept its last My soul have wak'd in hell Sweet rest hath gain'd that strength to me Which labour did Devour My body was in weakness laid But it is rais'd in pow'r Lord for the mercies of the night My humble thanks I pay And unto thee I dedicate The first fruits of the day Worldly concerments touch me not below the mount abide I must ascend to th'Father first My Saviour else will chide This Day I 'll praise thee O my God And so I 'll all my Days O Lord let mine Eternal Day Be thine Eternal Praise M. Hymn XLIX For the Evening NOW from the Altar of my Heart Let flames of Incense rise Assist me Lord to offer up Mine Evening Sacrifice Awake my Love awake my Joy Awake my Heart and Tongue Sleep not when Mercies loudly call Break forth into a Song Man's Life 's a Book of History The leaves thereof are days The Letters mercies closely join'd The Title is thy Praise This day God was my Sun and Shield My Keeper and my Guide His care was on my frailty shewn His Mercies multiply'd Minutes and Mercies multiply'd Have made up all this day Minutes came quick but Mercies were More fleet and free than they New time new favours and new Joy's Do a new Song require Till I shall praise thee as I would Accept my Hearts desire Lord of my Time whose hand hath set New time upon my score Then shall I praise for all my time When time shall be no more M. Hymn L. For good Success IS not the Hand of God in this Is not his end Divine Lord of Success thee will I bless Who on my Paths dost shine I reap the Fruit of Gods Design By him it was foreseen He thought of this as well as I Or it had never been I blindly guess'd but he fore-knew I wish'd he did command Wherefore I praise his careful Eye And his un erring Hand The Bow is drawn by feeble Arms Aim taken in the dark A Providential Hand doth guide The Arrow to the Mark. Except the Lord the City keep The Watch-men will be slain Except the Lord do build the House The Builder builds in vain Buildings are Babels Cities Heaps When thou send'st Curse or Flame And Lab'ring Heads that promise Fruit Oft bring forth Wind and Shame But thou hast Crown'd my Actions Lord With good success this day This Crown together with my self At thy blest Feet I lay Lord who art pleas'd to prosper me And bless me in my ways Prosper my weak endeav'ring Heart Which aimeth at thy praise M. Hymn LI. A General Song of Praise HOW shall I praise that Majesty Which Angels do Admire Let Dust in Dust in silence lie Sing sing ye Heav'nly Quire Thousands of Thousands stand around Thy Throne O God Most High Ten Thousand times Ten Thousand sound Thy praise But who am I Thy brightness unto them appears Whilst I thy footsteps trace A sound of God comes to my Ears But they behold thy Face They sing because thou art their Sun Lord send a Beam on me For where Heav'n is but once begun There Hallelujahs be Enlighten with Faiths Light my Heart Enflame it with Love's Fire Then shall I sing and bear a part With that Celestial Quire I shall I fear be dark and cold With all my zeal and light Yet when thou dost accept their Gold Lord Treasure up my Mite How great a Being Lord is thine Which doth all beings keep Thy knowledge is the only line To sound so vast a deep How good art thou whose goodness is Our parent nurse and guide Whose streams do water paradise and all the Earth beside Thy upper and thy nether Sâ—rings Make both thy worlds to thrive Under thy warm and sheltring wings Thou keep'st two Broods alive Thy Arm of Might most Mighty King Both Rocks and Hearts do break My God thou can'st do every thing But what would shew thee weak Thou can'st not cross thy self or be Less than thy self or poor But whatsoever pleaseth thee That can'st thou do and more Unbelief is a Raging wave Dashing against a Rock If God do not his Israel save Then let Egyptians mock Mercy that shining Attribute The Sinners Hope and Plea Huge Hosts of Sins in their Pursuit Are Drown'd in thy Red Sea This is the Devils Scourge and Sting This is the Angels Song Who Holy Holy Holy Sing In
Heav nly Canaans Tongue Mercy is Gods Memorial And in all Ages prais'd My God thine only Son did fall That Mercy might be rais'd Thy bright Back-parts O God of Grace I humbly here adore Shew me thy Glory and thy Face That I may praise Thee more Since none can see thy Face and live For me to Die is best Through Jordan's streams who would not dive To Land at Canaan's Rest Hymn LII Scripture Hymn Dr. H. THIS mystery of Godliness Is very great and high God manifested in the flesh The Spirit did justifie The blessed Angels saw his Face His word the Gentiles heard Believ'd on in the World he was To Gods Right Hand preferr'd But now we 're come to Sion Mount The City of aboad The Heavenly Jerusalem Where dwells the living God To Hosts of Angels numberless And to th' Assembly there The gen'ral Church of Gods first-born Whose names in Heav'n appear And unto God the Judge of all On whom the World must wait And to the Spir'ts of all Just Men Made perfect in that state To Jesus Mediatour of The Cov'nant now made new Whose sprinkled blood speaks better things Than Abel's Blood could do Now Blessing Glory and Renown Must we give all together To him that on the Throne sets down And to the Lamb for ever One God in Trinity Let Heaven and Earth adore From all Eternity The same for evermore All Glory 's his Who needing none Himself his own Perfection is B. Hymn LIII Reformation as the 148. Psalm THUS saith the Lord of Hosts But yet a little while And I will shake all Coasts Yea every Land and Isle Yet once again I shake all these Heaven Earth and Seas And all the main All Nations I will shake The long desired day Which doth all Nations take Lo that shall come I say And for all Coasts This House I will With Glory fill Saith th'God of Hosts The Glory of this last Far greater shall it grow Than of the Temple past The Lord of Hosts saith so And in this place Will I the Lord Of Hosts afford Sweet Peace and Grace Yet not by might nor pow'r But by my Sp'rit alone Saith God of Hosts our Tow'r The strength of all in one For who art thou O Mountain great The Empire 's seat To hinder now Before Zerubbabel Thou shalt become a plain The Stone that doth excel The head Stone of the same His Hand shall sit And bring it out VVith gen'ral shout Grace Grace to it The hand of that same man That laid the ground-work low Shall end what he began And I will overthrow The Heathen Kings VVho then are they That slight the day Of smaller things Hymn LIV. A Collection from several Psalms PRaise ye the Lord Most High My Soul speak thou his Praise I 'll praise him constantly And bless him all my days Even whilst I live And Being have God who this gave I 'll praises give In Princes put no trust Nor any Son of man Impotent and unjust None of them help us can He Life resigns Returns to Dust And then he must Cease his designs He is the happy man Whom God doth help afford Who own and trust God can Whose hope is in the Lord. Who all things made Heav'n Earth and Sea His Truth and they Do never fade Praise ye our glorious Lord Who dwells in Heav'n on high Let him be still ador'd Above the Starry Sky Ye Angels bright And all his Hosts Throughout Heav'ns Coasts In praise delight His People he will raise And them exalt on high All his Saints shall him praise And bless continually He is ador'd By Israel Who near him dwell Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord and sing A new rejoicing Song Praise ye our glorious King His holy ones among Where they do meet In holy throngs To sing these Songs Sacred and sweet Let Israel rejoice In him that did them make With chearful heart and voice Let Sion's Sons partake And to their King Who them directs And still protects This off'ring bring Hymn LV. The Doxologies TO Father Son and Holy Ghost One God in Trinity As ever was and as now is All Glory ever be Or To Father Son and Holy Ghost One God in Persons Three Or One undivided Three Or One consubstantial Three Or One co-eternal Three All humble thanks and joyful praise Or All highest praise and humble thanks Now and forever be Or For ever rendred be Or All Glory to the blessed Three One Ever-living Lord As at the first still shall he be Belov'd Obey'd Ador'd Or All Glory Honour Pow'r and Praise To God that 's one in Three As it in the beginning was Is now and still shall be Or All Glory to the Blessed Three All Honour Pow'r and Praise As at the first shall ever be Beyond the end of days Or To Father Son and Holy Ghost All Praise and Glory be therefore As in beginning was is now And shall be henceforth evermore Or Glory to thee O Lord One God in Persons three To Father Son and Holy Ghost One equal Glory be Hymn LVI For the Sabbath IF from my Holy Sabbath day Thou turn away thy Foot And do not by thy Pleasure stray My Sabbath to pollute But call the Sabbath a delight The Holy of the Lord And thy own Carnal Pleasure slite In Thought in Deed in VVord Then shalt thou joy in God alone VVith sweet and sacred mirth And he shall make thee ride upon High Places of the Earth VVith Father Jacob's Heritage The Lord shall feed thee Fat For thus doth Gods own Mouth engage And thou maist trust to that To God the Father and the Son And Holy Ghost therefore Be Glory Honour and Renown And Power for evermore Hymn LVII as the 25 Psalm LET others take their course And sing what name they please Let wealth or beauty be their Theam Such empty sounds as these Sweet Jesus is the Name My Song shall still adore Sweet Jesus is the charming word That do's my Life restore When I am dead in grief Or which is worse in Sin I call on Jesus and he hears And I to live begin Wherefore to thee dear Lord Behold thus low I bow And thus again yet is all this Far less than what I owe. Live glorious King of Heaven By all thy Heav'n ador'd Live gracious Saviour of the World Our Chief and Only Lord. Live and forever may Thy Throne establisht be For ever may all Hearts and Tongues Sing Hymns of Praise to thee Hymn LVIII as the 100 Psalm VVIth all the pow'rs my poor Soul hath Of humble Love and loyal Faith Thus low my God I bow to Thee Whom with more love bow'd low'r to me Down busie sense discourses dye And all adore Faiths mystery Faith is my skill Faith can believe As fast as Love new Laws can give Faith is my Eye Faith strength affords To keep pace with those pow'rful words And words more sure more sweet than they Love could not think Truth