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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A47611	Spiritual melody, containing near three hundred sacred hymns. By Benjamin Keach, author of Trhopolgia, pastor of the Church of Christ meeting on Horsly-down, Southwark	Keach, Benjamin, 1640-1704.	1691 (1691)	Wing K93; ESTC R218957	120,395	415

2 Yet 't is a new and living way Prepared 't was by blood O walk in it don't go astray The way is very good 3 Most safe and easie to the soul Who does on Christ depend And in the way we do each day Meet with our dearest Friend 4 Sweet company besides also Who do each other love For none can in this streight way go But those born from above 5 We in the way find all things cheap Our charges all are born And other blessings thou dost heap Rouze up and do not mourn 6 Ye drooping Souls you have a Guide Who never will you leave And will defend you on e'ry side If unto him you cleave 7 Besides you are now almost come Unto your journeys end Behold you are in sight of home Your pace O therefore mend 8 Cast off your loads O come away And sing as you do go Sing praise to Christ continually From whence all blessings flow HYMN 32. Christ a Rock glorious 1 Cor. 10.4 And that Rock was Christ 1 THe Rock of Ages Lord thou art On thee we do depend Vpon this Rock let us be built And then let Rains descend 2 Let Floods rise high and let Storms beat We shall securely stand Whilst others Fall Lord will be great Who build upon the Sand. 3 O in this Rock let us be hid And then we will not fear Though Seas do swell and Waves do roar And dangers great are near 4 In this sweet Rock we Honey find And living Waters flow This Rock likewise does Jewels sweat Here 's golden Mines also 5 This Rock is high mount up with speed You Canaan may espy If you by Faith ascend this Rock To you it will seem nigh 6 Here let us dwell the shadow 's good For such who weary be The hungry soul here may have food And be from dangers free 7 Then sing ye praise unto your Rock No Rock is like to this The Rock of our Salvation great A Sanctuary is 8 Do not forsake your Rock be sure O sing continually Our dwelling place it is secure Praise him that dwells on high HYMN 33. Christ the only Fountain opened Zech. 13.1 In that day there shall be a Fountain opened c. 1 THou art a Fountain Holy One The Head of ev'ry Spring All fulness is in thee alone To thee we therefore sing 2 A Fountain full of grace and peace Nay it does overflow Its waters run and never cease The like 's not here below 3 A vent is made and it does run And sends its waters forth The streams this way and that way turn To water the dry earth 4 All the low places do receive These waters evermore On humble souls who do believe Thou dost thy blessings pour 5 Into these Valleys thou dost send Thy precious streams amain Those Meadows well are watered Yea watered again 6 Like as the Sun is full of light And Waters fill the Sea So art thou full of goodness Lord So is that grace in thee 7 How many Vessels hast thou fill'd Since first the Fountain run And many thousands more wilt fill Before that thou hast done The Second Part. 1 All Souls of Saints that ever were Who did true grace possess Were fill'd by thee and yet we see There 's ne're a drop the less 2 Great Vessels Lord thy Churches be Yet all these thou dost fill A gracious measure they all have According to thy will 3 A bigger Vessel we espy Thou empty wi lt anon And fill it full of grace likewise Before that thou hast done 4 This Vessel Lord is the whole Earth That now abounds with sin Thou wilt it empty o're a while And fill it full agen 5 Nay thou wilt turn it upside down As some their Vessels do To empty it of wickedness Which now aboundeth so 6 And then the earth with knowledge shall As Seas with water swell Be filled Lord and that by thee As Holy Writ does tell 7 And well it is thou hast so much Water of life in thee For all our Vessels empty are Besides they likely be 8 Nor is there any other Well Our wants for to supply We must unto this Fountain come Or else our souls will die Third Part. 1 All people that on earth do dwell Of● water stand in need But none is there to be found out But what Lord does proceed 2 From thine own self and now O well Unto thee we will sing O mighty Sea and Fountain deep And every lasting Spring 3 With Saints of old we 'll sing this Song And say Spring up O Well And send thy water forth and now Refresh thy Israel 4 Here we may wash and healed be And cleansed from our sin Here we may drink who thirsty are And never thirst agen 5 O come unto the Fountain now O haste and come with speed Behold 't is open come away These waters you do need 6 Before the Fountain is seal'd up Or God the stream does turn O come ye Sinners wash your souls See how the waters run HYMN 34. Christ the Head of the Church Col. 1.18 He is the Head of the Body the Church 1 THou holy Son of God most high 'T is thou who art the Head Of Angels whose great dignity Most famously is spread 2 Ye glorious Seraphims above And Principalities Most willingly do Christ adore In whom all fulness lyes 3 Thou art the Head of human race The Head of every Man The Head too of thy Church also Thy glory no tongue can 4 Set forth according to thy worth Most great in dignity And of such high and noble birth All Beings dost outvie 5 'T is by thy glorious influence The body is sustain'd As thou hast the preheminence Thou hast all glories gain'd 6 Each member is supply'd by thee And held in sacred bonds And nourish'd are continually And under thy commands 7 The governing part lyes in the head In it our glory lies And if the head be once strook off The body straitway dies Second Part. 1 And since thou livest evermore From hence also we know Thy body and each member shall For ever live also 2 All praise and glory therefore we Ascribe unto our Head All reverence belongs to thee By whom we 're governed 3 But one head can the body have And if it should have two It would a frightful monster be All mortal Creatures know Now cursed Babel look thou to 't And weigh it well therefore For since thou hast a new Head got Thou art an errant Whore HYMN 35. Christ the Lamb of God Joh. 1.36 Behold the Lamb of God 1 HAil blessed Lamb thou Lamb of God So harmless and so meek Thy glory great O we would raise Thy honour always seek 2 No spot nor blemish was in thee But yet Lord thou wast fold For a poor price who 's worth can't be Computed nor be told 3 Sold and deliver'd up also Into the Butchers hands Who mangled thee inhumanly Who Heaven and Earth commands 4 A Sacrifice

show 4 A Wine Press too he made therein Which Wine pours forth amain Of which he doth delight to drink Due glory to obtain 5 'T was to this end he took such pains And such great cost laid out 'T was for his praise and for our good 'T was planted without doubt 6 He gathered also out the stones Which did the same annoy And did preserve it ev'ry day That none might it destroy The Second Part. 1 And then he looked it should bring Forth Grapes both sweet and good But ah it was a grievous thing If rightly understood 2 That after all his cost and pains It should wild Grapes bring forth When no Vineyard was like to it Planted in all the Earth 3 But hark now what the Lord doth say The Hedge I 'll take away And also waste I will it lay To evil Beasts of prey 4 For what alas could he do more For it than he hath done And doth it still wild Grapes bring forth This made his wrath to burn 5 Within his Breast and therefore did Resolve for to restrain The precious Clouds that watered it With sweet and blessed Rain 6 Or make his Ministers who preach His good and holy Word ●seless to it so that they might To it no good afford O then ye Saints take heed and fear Lest you should barren prove or if you do God may from you His presence quite remove But if that you who are his Church Bring forth the Fruit of Grace He never will deal with you thus Your glory to deface HYMN 121. The Church Christ's Body 1 Cor. 10.15 All baptized into one Body Col. 1.18 He is the Head of the Body the Church 1 EV'ry natural Body hath A Head and hath but one The Head Lord of thy Church thou art Thou art her Head alone 2 And all her Members joyned be To thee in sacred bonds And influence they have from thee In thee her glory stands 3 And all Members of the Body are Of use unto the whole So of some use unto thy Church Is every gracious Soul 4 Who is a Member of the same If any rotten are And past all hope of being heal'd No being must have there 5 But off they must be cut with speed Lest worser dangers fall For one polluted Member may Even soon corrupt them all The Second Part. 1 Wo unto him who shall attempt This Body to divide Or make a Schism 't is all one With piercing of Christ's side 2 For O the nearness that 's between The Body and the Head Don't cut Christ's Veins remember well What once he suffered 3 O wound him not again I say His Body don't annoy If it you mangle he will you For evermore destroy 4 But see that ev'ry one doth seek To do good to each other And pity take continually Of the poorest Brother 5 O live in love and see how near You to each other are And equally your Duties do And nothing do you fear HYMN 122. The Church comp to a Bush Exod. 3.2 And the Angel of the Lord appeared unto him in a flame of Fire out of the midst of a Bush 1 THy Church Lord in her self is poor Like to a Bramble dry 'T is Lord in thee in thee alone Doth all her glory lye 2 But though a Bush yet in it thou Dost dwell for evermore And therefore she is not consum'd Ev'n now as heretofore 3 This Bush long time on fire has been O 't is a wond'rous sight Though in the fire yet not burn'd This may our Souls invite 4 To take a view as Moses did O why is this thing so Alas thy Church is dear to thee Beyond all things below 5 O then let all those precious Birds Who in this Bush are hid Sing forth thy praise continually And none their Souls forbid 6 The time of singing O 't is come Since the sweet Turtle-Dove Did let us hear in this our Land His voice from Heav'n above HYMN 123. Churches Golden Candle-sticks Rev. 1.20 The Golden Candle-sticks ar● the seven Churches 1 THy Churches Lord are like unto Rich Candle-sticks of Gold In whom shines forth that glorious light Which Sinners do behold 2 Those Candlesticks which are so rich Are seldom to be found But in the House of a great Prince Whose glory is renown'd 3 This shews the Churches of the Saints Do Lord belong to thee Who art the glorious King of Kings They useful also be 4 As Candlesticks in a large House In which the Light they place And also are for Ornament Ev'n thus through thine own Grace 5 Are all thy Churches here on Earth Of use Lord unto thee And unto others who likewise Thy Riches in them see 6 Thy Candlesticks then don't remove But let their Light so shine That all the Earth may lighted be Into all Truths of thine HYMN 124. The Church compared to Sheep Luk. 12.32 Fear not little Flock c 1 THy Church is like a Flock of Sheep Whose number is but small Which thou thy self dost always keep And wilt preserve them all 2 Thy Saints like Sheep are innocent Most harmless also meek If any of them go astray 'T is thou who dost them seek 3 Thou also dost them feed and lead In Pastures flourishing And hast for them a resting place Besides the Water spring 4 They subject are for to get Soyl But thou dost wash them in The Fountain of thy precious Blood From ev'ry stain of sin 5 As Sheep are fruitful so thy Church And Children are O Lord They honour bring to thee and then To Men profit afford 6 Fear not ye Saints tho' Wolves abound And other Beasts of prey For Christ will keep you safe and sound Unto the Judgment-day 7 And you the Kingdom shall receive Rejoyce and sing therefore Keep close to Christ and mind the Flock Which follow'd him before HYMN 125. Man a Worm Job 25.6 The Son of Man a Worm 1 AH what mean and despis'd things Are Worms that crawl on Earth Man is a Worm he from Earth sprung From thence were we brought forth 2 No beauty in a sorry Worm Man's glory that is gone Contemptible is in thy sight Each vile and wicked one 3 What can a Worm do to preserve It self from hurt or wrong That is in danger by each foot So we are all day long 4 We can't preserve our selves one day Our Life is but a blast And one small sin if not purg'd out May damn the Soul at last 5 Then do not pride it in your selves You to the Worms must go For all your beauty soon will fly You must corruption know HYMN 126. Man's Life is like a Shadow Job 14.2 He fleeth also as a shadow and abideth not 1 ON Earth our days will be but few Like as the shadow flies Or like unto the Morning-Dew Doth pass when Sun doth rise 2 So do our Days our Months and Years Make haste to fly away Much like the Blossom he appears Which quickly doth decay 3 Or