O Lord art great and good Thy mercies ever sure Thy truth to Generations doth Eternally endure Psalm 116. I Will love thee O Lord my God Incline thy Ear to me Therefore as long as I do live I will call upon thee O Let my Voice and my Request Lord Always accepted be From pains of Hell and sorrow For ever keep me free O Lord I will call on thy Name Lord I beseech thee hear Thou gracious art and merciful And righteous every where O Lord preserve my drooping Soul O help for I am low O bring my Soul unto thy rest That I thy love may know Deal bountifully with my Soul Deliver me from fears O keep my Feet from sliding Lord My mouruing Eyes from Tears Then I shall walk before the Lord Within the living Land I did believe therefâ—re I spake By thy afflicting hand I said in my passion and haste That all men Liars be What shall I render to the Lord For all his Love to me The Joyful Cup of Salvation I thankfully will take And call upon the Name of God For his great mercy sake And pay my Vows unto the Lord. Right precious in his sight Is the Death of his people all As are the Saints in Light Truly I am thy Servant Lord Thy Servant still will be O let those hands that thou hast loosed Tie me faster to thee Psalm 119. v. 105. THY Word 's a Lamp unto my Feet And a Light to my way Thy Righteous Judgments I will keep By Night and eke by Day I am afflicted very much In mercy quicken me O Lord according to thy word Accept I beseech thee The Free will Offerings of my Lips And thy Judgments teach for me My Soul is ever in my Hand Yet I forget uot thee The wicked have laid Snares for me Yet I erred not from thee Thy Testimonies and Precepts My Heritage shall be For they are the Joy of my heart I am inclined alway For to perform thy Statutes Lord Unto the end I say Psalm 147. O Praise the Lord for it is good Unto our God to sing His Praise his comly in his Saints For 't is a pleasant thing The Lord doth build Jerusalem And gathers the Out-cast Of Israel together that None of them shall lie waste He healeth the broken in heart And binds up Wounds and Scars The Hosts of Heaven he calls by Name And numbereth the Stars Great is our God and of great Power His Understanding deep He casts the wicked to the ground But raiseth up the meek Sing to the Lord with Thanksgiving Sing praise to God on high He maketh Grass on Mountains grow By showers when they are dry He giveth to the Beast his Food And the Young Ravens which cry In them that fear him he delights Who hope in his mercy O praise the Lord Jerusalem O Zion thy God praise He doth make strong thy Bars and Gates And in thee Children Raise He maketh peace in thy Borders And Keeps all safe and sure He Feeds thee with the finest VVheat And Oil that is most pure To Persons Three in Trinity Adoration and Praise As hath been done since Time begun And so shall be always Isaiah 35. 10. COme to Zion with Songs In heart with one accord Return with Everlasting Joy â—e Ransomed of the Lord. True Gladness to obtain With Faces Full of Joy Sorrow and Trouble then shall cease And signing fly away All Tears then from our Eyes VVhich down our Cheeks distil For offending our Saviour dear His Mercy and Good VVill Shall then be wiped away From all our Faces sad For his inheritance shall we For evermore be glad Hymn 1. BEhold now saith the Lord of Hosts You Proud that wickedly do boast The day is coming that shall burn You up as stubble in an Oven As Ashes under Foot are trod The wicked shall fall by thy Rod And meet with no deliverance But be destroy'd both Root and Branch But upon you that fear my Name The Sun of Righteousness shall rise VVith healing underneath his VVings And with great Joy our souls surprise O make us Captives of thy Love In true obedience to stand Humbly submitting unto thee In Faithfulness to thy Command Then Joyfully in thy presence Our Ransomed souls shall ever sing Triumphant Hymns of Thankfulness To our Jehovah Lord and King Hymn 2. LOrd pardon my Feigned Requests O make me more sincere In love for to admire him VVho is my Saviour dear And with a full purpose of heart Now to cleave unto thee Taking delight to do thy will In true sincerity O Lord help me now to draw near In truth of heart to thee In full assurance of thy Love And Kindness unto me For in thy Righteousness thou hast Proclaimed thy self to be O God that hears the prayers which In Faith are made to thee Raise my Affections to thy house O God where I may find Supporting grace for to revive My dead and darkned mind Rouze up my drowsie Soul O Lord And make me stand upright My God shall be my Glory then And everlasting Light I will greatly rejoice in God My Soul shall joyful be VVith the Garments of Salvation O Lord do thou cloathe me Then in thy Robes of Righteousness Shall I with Joy appear Before the Judgment Seat of him Who is my Saviour dear Hymn 3. DEar Lord without thy special Grace Our souls cannot appear Nor stand before thy Judgment seat Who art just and severe But in thy mercy give us Lord An heart for to express Thy Loving Kindness to us shown With humble Thankfulness O help us to rely on thee Intercession to make And plead our Cause as Advocate Even for thy own Name sake For herein lies our happiness When we were at a loss Full satisfaction he hath made In dying on the Cross O let this precious blood of thine Which was shed on that Tree Procure for us a lasting Peace And by it make us free O let it mollifie our hearts Which are grown hard by sin O make them soft so we shall be Pure and clean within O melt and make us new O Lord By thy Spirit of Grace Transform us by thy mighty power That we may see thy Face And joyfully in thy Presence For ever sit and sing Hallelujahs unto our God Which doth salvation bring Hymn 4. O Hear and help me Lord For on thee I depend Enable me to do thy will And seriously to spend My days for they are short My Glass is almost run Without thy special grace O God I am utterly undone Make haste and be my aid Give strength for I am poor Let not thy mercy come too late I humbly thee implore At thy Throne of Grace A Begger I will lie My Poverty is great O God O do not me deny 'T is for my Saviour's sake That I thus boldly crave Supporting Grace for to uphold My fainting Soul to save Then humbly I 'le rejoice And of thy Goodness sing For thou my Refuge and Defence
full assurance of Faith having our consciences sprinkled with clean water and our souls purged and rinsed in the blood of the Lamb that we may be as Vessels fitted for the Masters use O that we could but seriously think of that abundant Love wherewith the Lord Jesus loved us in that he took upon himself our Nature and to leave the bosom of his Father for the redeeming of our lost souls and yet we cannot leave our bosom sins our darling delights which have put him to those grievous Pains and Sufferings O when shall it Once be that the Love of Christ might constrain us and bring us into an holy Admiration of liking and loving and delighting in him O that we had but hearts to remember those Passion-crys our dear Saviour uttered on the Cross saying My God my God why hast thou forsaken me that so we might forsake our daily sins that made him thus cry out And dear Father do thou enable us to clear up our Evidences for another world for this is transitory and passing away O let us think often of that great Account we must One Day make before the Just Judg of all the Eaoth O let it make us weep when our Hourglass is standing by us to see how â—ast one sand followeth each other And who knoweth whether this day may not be the Sun-set of our Lives But O and alas who would defer to be upon his 〈◊〉 that knows not how soon he may be called â—o judgment Why should we be such enemies to our own souls as not to be prepared to welcome Death The best Counsel and the surest and safest care we can take is to be still in a readiness with our Lamps trim'd that we may be Furnished with those Graces and fitted and prepared to enter into those Joys with the Bridegroom at his coming and seriously to think with our selves that every day we rise to be the day of our death and every night we go to our beds that we are laid down in our Graves Who can Forget his Grave that lays himself down in his Bed And who would not so provide for himself as every night to think he went to his Grave Our days are but Few and the night will come e're long that we must die indeed howsoever we peice and patch up this poor Cottage of the flesh it will at the last fall into the Lords hand and as time leaves us so will Judgment and Eternity certainly find us It was Davids saying and oh that it might be our practice every night to wash our Beds and to water our Couches with our Tears O let us not slip over one night without repentance nor go to our beds but beat upon our breasts and say with the Publican from our very hearts Lord be merciful unto me a sinner How sweet a rest will that night bring forth whose sleep is prevented with the consideration of sin O therefore do thou help us and teach and instruct us to order our Conversation aright that so we may see the salvation of our God O do thou keep up in our memories a serious remembrance of those storms that have already gone over our heads as Wars Sores Sicknesses Plagues and Burnings as we have seen with our Eyes and many seasons unseasonable because we could find no season to repent and weep and mourn for our sins and for that precious time we have so often mispent Our Springs have rather been our Graves than our Cradles our Summers have not shoot up but withered our Grass our Autumns have took away our flocks of sheep and for our late Harvests the Heavens themselves have not ceased weeping for us that could never yet find time to weep for our selves O the miserable miseries that have fallen upon us were not our houses infected and our City depopulated and many Graves made a bed wheâ—ein to lodge a whole Family O and alas what a hideous noise was heard about us In every Church Bells tolling in every Ward some dying in every street men watching in every place even every where wringing of hands wailing and weeping groaning and dying These are the evils that have been and how should we forget them that have seen them with our eyes And what better Rule have we to square our Lives by than the remembrance of those evils our Lives have suffered Let us look back with good Old Jacoh and see the great reason we have to redeem the time past and that to come because our days are evil It is meer presumption to boast of the time to come Can any man say he will live till to morrow Look back you that trust in the staff of Egypt there is no man can assure you of one day as near as 't is to night some of us may be dead before the evening and stiff with cold more fit to lodg in our graves under Earth than in our beds above it Nay let us assure our selves our Life is of no long continuance What speak we of to morrow or this day when we are not sure of the least part of times division a very hour nay less Watch therefore saith our Saviour for ye neither know the day nor the hour when the Son of Man will come What is our Life but a Few hours and in one of them death must on necessity come For 't is appointed for all men once to die and after that the Judgment O let us watch then for the hour is at hand and we do not know how soon it will seize upon us this very hour the breath we draw may be our infection this very hour the bread we eat may be our poyson this very hour the cup we drink of may be that bitter cup that may never pass from us this very night may our souls be required of us But thou O Lord give us a gracious visitation that we may highly prize this moment of time with most serious watchfulness O let those Considerations of Death and Judgment work effectually on our Hearts and Consciences that they might make our very hearts to bleed within us nay to break and fall asunder in our breasts like drops of water O with what enflamed attention should we hear and pray with what insatiable graspings should we lay hold on the Lord Jesus Christ O that streams of tears might run down our cheeks for this precious time we have lost a day will come we know not how soon that we shall be past it and cannot recover it no not so much as one hour if we could give a thousand nay ten thousand worlds for it But O the Losses of Losses the Loss of our immortal souls the Spouse of our well-beloved Christ How many tears did he shed to save it what groans crys prayers and his dearest Hearts Blood did he pour out before God to redeem our poor souls from the Jaws of Satan O sweet Jesuâ— what a Loss is this call to mind this O my soul and tremble
sleep not in sin lest the sleep of death surprize thee the hour is certain in nothing but uncertainties For sure thou must die yet thou knowest not on what day nor in what place nor how thou shalt be disposed when death must be entertained O Lord how many thousand Bills of Mortality have passed over our heads and we little or nothing regard them who knows but some of us may fill up the next weeks account and be forc'd to render up our accounts before the Just Judg of all the Earth of all our deeds done in the flesh whether they be good or evil He that once thought to begin to take his ease was fain that very night whether he would or no to make his end would you have thought this He but now flourished like a green bay tree his thoughts full of mirth his soul of ease but I passed by and lo he was goue Gone whither his body to the grave his soul to hell whose turn may be next God only knows who knoweth all But whosoever we be that go on in a course of sin in the name of God let us seriously bethink our selves of Mortality how many have we heard of that went well to bed over night for ought any man could tell and yet have been found dead the next moâ—ning O help us to repent of all our sins by crying and sighing and sorrowing for sin It may be this night and that is not long to come but we may sleep our last in this world O keep us that we go not to bed with a conscience laden with sin O how should we take any rest or sleep with the brother of death when we lie down in danger of eternal death O there is no more but a breath one breath and no more no more but a step one step and no more Oh were not this lamentable that some One of us who are standing or sitting here should this night sleep his last and to morrow have his body carried to his Grave yea and before to morrow morning which the good Lord in mercy forbid have his soul cast from a bed of Feathers into a bed of Fire And yet alas alas if any of us should die this night in our sins or in an unregenerated state thus will it be with whomsoever we be To morrow may our bodies be cold under earth and our souls frying in the flames of hell 'T is good for us all to expect death every day and by this means death foreseen cannot possibly be sudden No 't is he dies suddenly that dies unpreparedly Watch therefore saith our Saviour be ever in a readiness and as we tender the everlasting wellfare of our poor souls let us learn that Lesson of our blessed Saviour not to lay up for our selves treasures on earth where Moth and Rust doth corrupt and where Thieves break through and steal but lay up for our selves treasure in heaven where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt and where Thieves do not break thro' and steal it is those treasures those stocks of grace that will last us for ever which is a circumspect walking that Fervency of spirit that Zeal of good works that purity of conscience St. John speaketh of which is the property of every true hearted profeâ—sor It is the work the life the power of that prayer that the rest of our life hereafter may be pure and holy O that we could lay up such heavenly provision against the day of caamity if while it is called to day we could make our peace with our peace with our heavenly Father by an humble exercise of repentance If in this time of grace we could purchase Gods Favour and those rarest Jewels of Faith and a good conscience if now before we come to appear at that dreadful Tribunal that we could be so happy as to make God and Christ our Friends in the Court of Heaven O how wellcom and how blessed then would our death be unto us come it never so suddenly still should death find us ready and if ready no matter how suddenly yea tho it were this night Oh help us seriously to consider what Jesus Christ did and suffered for us and for our sins O how was he sorrowful even unto death with exceeding sorrow which made him pray that the cup might pass from him yet with submission to his Fathers will and all to save our poor lost and undone souls O the riches and love and the free grace of Jesus Christ to us Oh the earnestness of his prayers and the agony he was in not drops of water only but his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground O how was he buffeted spit on reviled mocked and scourged sor our sins Oh how was the chastisement of our sins laid upon him and by his stripes are we healed And dear Father do thou be graciously pleased to keep up in us an humble remembrance of this abundant love wherewith the Lord Jesus Christ hath bound us he was crowned with Thorns for our sins that we through his merits might be crown'd with glory in the Kingdom of Heaven O unspeakable love how were his tender hands and feet nailed to the Cross his holy unspotted breast peirced with a spear and his dearest hearts blood let forth and all to save our poor souls from the pit of eternal destruction O let us consider the great necessity we are in in not looking unto this Jesus we have need of Christ we have need that he pray in us and need that he pray for us unto our heavenly Father we have need that he work in us and need that he work for us of his plessed will and pleasure We have need that he present us and ours blameless before his Fathers presence in life and death and at the Judgment day O Lord there is not a moment in our lives wherein we stand not in continual need of Jesus Christ O then let our necessities drive us to Christ and mind us of Christ And as it hath been our great misery in departing from God dear Father we beseech thee to cause us now to lay out all our strength by the blessed assistance of thy holy spirit of grace to the uttermost of our power to gain a reconciliation with God to close with him on his own terms propounded to us in the Gospel And dear Father be pleased to raise up in us a love and a delight in the keeping holy thy Sabbaths here on earth that so we may be fitted and prepared to keep an ever lasting Sabbath with thee in Heaven Dear Lord pardon cleanse purge O purifie and make new our inward man by thine Almighty power subdue our corruptions and renew our Natures and bring us near unto thy self by the gracious workings of thy blessed spirit O forget not thy loving kindnesses of old but reach O reach our souls by the blessed spirit of thy grace O let us feel the power of thy