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Hymns composed on several subjects, and on divers occasions: In three parts. : With an alphabetical table. / By R. Davis ... ; Some of the hymns composed by other hands.
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Davis, Richard, 1658-1714.
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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
as they are seen with clear unclouded views O! There they hear of nothing else but joyful glorious news Anthems of joys of love and praise And Hallelujah's sung Who would be fond of this vain World this Dross this Dirt this Dung There Saints for ever do behold their dearest Jesus Face There always they admiring are Eternal boundless grace They 're in the House not made with Hands in Heav'n Eternally They dwell and with the Rayes of Christ they shine most gloriously Quite freed from labour sorrow Sin from Cumbrance Peril Pain Then we shall find what e're we did For Christ was not in vain Now Heavens work is here begun the work of singing praise The work and will of God in Christ which there will work always HYMN XXV GLory and praise ascribe always to the Eternal King Ye blessed Saints with Heart and Voice his glorious wonders sing While Christ endures ye are secure ty'd with strong Cov'nant bands Lust never can nor Death nor Man pluck you from Jesus Hands Your Husband Head your Sheppard friend he who engag'd for you Is the Almighty and All-wise unchangeable and true The Covenant on God's great word and Oath most firmly stands The Father 's above all none can pluck from the Fathers Hands He from Eternity Decreed th' Elect should happy be Nor World nor Flesh nor Mans bad heart can alter his Decree O then le ts praise since Heavens joys are in our Souls begun And let our praises like our joys have never never done HYMN XXVI ANd has the high and lofty One that dwells in bright Eternal day Stoop't down t' embrace poor Clods of Earth And dwell in tenements of Clay Ravishing condescending Love O goodness that 's astonishing Who would not warble forth thy praise the wonders of thy glory sing Did ever King dissolve himself to have Communion with the Poor Or lay his Grandeur by t' embrace a base deformed Black-a-moor But the Eternal Majesty the Lord of glory he did so The great Creators boundless love thro' Christ doth to his Creatures flow His Creatures nay his wretched ones his most rebellious Enemies These his delight his Jewels these these are the Apples of his Eyes What shall we say ravish't amaze and where if we could speak begin In silence then let us sink down since such vast depths we 're swallow'd in HYMN XXVII O! What a great High Priest have we with garments shining bright And in whose garments we appear before our God in light Our Priest doth sit upon the Throne a Prophet understood Thence rules and guides as well as saves us with his God-like Blood who 'd not to such a Scepter bow that 's Righteousness and Peace Who would not such Obedience choose that is an holy ease Our King is great Melchizadech and King of Salem too What pleasure Honour glory is' t that he should us subdue O! What an Officer have we Eternal infinite Unchangeable supream most true most glorious pure and bright Eternal honour to our Priest Eternal thanks and praise Let 's Hallelujahs warble forth let 's sing to him always HYMN XXVIII THe train of Heavenly glory fills the Flesh wherein the Godhead dwels The Fathers goodness his bless'd Face whence we receive and grace for grace This is the Mercy Seat and Throne which boundless Grace does sit upon Eternal wisdom does enshrine it's beams in him and thence they shine Hence wicked Rebels for to harm comes forth the thunder of Gods arm All pow'r o're earth or'e hell or'e heav'n is by the Father to him given The beams of inf'nite Holiness do dart most awful thro' his Flesh The Holy Jesus doth declare what holiness in the Godhead are He is a saving gracious Christ the judgment that God did intrust With him doth plainly manifest both to the damned and the just This great foundation that endures Reveals our God more true and sure To summ up all we hence inferr He is the Fathers Character Who would not love this lovely Son this bright this glorious shining one What stammezing Tongue can silent be Or is there an unbowing Knee O! Let his brightness be unfurl'd tell ye his wonders thro' the World Inspired with an holy flame make mention of his awful name HYMN XXIX LET 's not the Holy Spirit grieve but let 's it's motions Mind Saints let us say our Sails are fill'd with this almighty Wind. If vain or wicked we should be in Lip in Life or Heart Or else defile our selves with Pitch the Spirit will depart If we should dare Christs honour slight bâ— in duty negligent The Spirit will be quench't by that whom Son and Father sent When we his Gifts and callings slight and 's message do distrust We then the Spirit do provoke and 's motions do resist When we don't hearken unto him but to the Law within No wonder then we fetter'd are and feel the reign of Sin When we no Heart nor Lip nor Tongue have for his praise to move No wonder he doth cease to tell us stories of Christ's love HYMN XXX JEhovah Jesus O how sweet how healing and how good Is the Almighty vertue of his Godlike Sacred Blood It 's the Eye-Salve that cures the mind it's Gileads Sovereign Balm Dead Souls it quickens and it makes a fleeting conscience calm It wrath removes God reconciles creates a peace within Altho' it daily Crucifies in dwelling lust and Sin 'Tween Davids house and Sauls it sets a constant fatal strife O happy we Altho' it grieves that is a sign of life Oh! pretious Blood O Sacred Flood that in perdition drowns Our lust and sin that reign within but us with glory Crowns Why will the sinner perish since ther 's such an healing Pool Such fountains opened in Christs side to heal his leprous Soul O! Hallelujah ever be sung in Jehovah's praise Who such Salvation wrought to us such glory bliss and joys HYMN XXXI WHat glorious Intercessor's this that lives for us upon the Throne He is arrayed with glory bright and long hath in that glory shone He 's with the greatest honours crown'd advanc'd to highest dignity He 's vested with almighty pow'r above all powers set on high He 's King of Heaven Earth and Hell all things subjected are to him Angels and Devils and mankind both good and bad Death Hell Sin But yet his Children's Minister all this doth for their service own He rules or'e all them for to serve And sits their Priest upon the Throne Thus he employs his powers all his glory might and Majesty His favour and his interest to serve his Childrens liberty This he doth manage every hour and every Moment now above Ev'n our Salvation safety peace and is not this amazing love All honour glory thanks and praise be to this Intercessor given Who for the service of our Faith sits now enthron'd on high in Heav'n HYMN XXXII COme let 's find out our cursed sin and therefore let us go Unto a Crucified Christ and there we