is no usual Cry It can come from none but my tortur'd Redeemer Silence hark what is' t Eli Eli Lameaesabacâ—hani My God my God why hast thou fâ—rsakâ—n me O God O Lord O ever blessed Redeemer O Saviour O Son and Lamb of God Where shall I â—ide my self from the Wrath and dreadful Displeasure of thy Father If thou cry'st out so what then can I do If the Son of God cries our so bitterly what must a poor vile wretched miserable Sinner do What still persist ye incredulous Jews See the Lord of Life prays for you Father forgive them for they know not what they do Do you begin to have some Remorse Doth your Conscience smite you and compel ye to cry out Surely this is the Son of God! Can't ye find in â—our Hearts to take him down befâ—re â—is last Breath expires Behold his Arms stretcht out along time to embrace Sinners and now he bows his Head to kiss ' em Lord one sweet Kiss before thou givest up the Ghost And when Jesus cried with a loud Voice he said Father into thy Hands I commit my Spirit And having thus said he gave up the Ghost Ah my Soul where is thy Redeemer gone Behold here hangs his Body besmear'd with Blood With Skin all torn with Knobs and Wheals of Stripes hanging down his Head crown'd with a Garland of Thorns trickling thro' his Skull to the tender Brain and nailed to the Cross. What so henious a Fault could he do to deserve it What Judge could be so cruel to put him to it What Man could have so butcherly a Mind as to deal so outragiously with him Ah dear Love where art thou Thou art the Comfort of my Heart the Solaâ—e of my Mind the true Content and Joy of my Afflicted Soul where art thou to be found Let me but know and thither speedily will I go for where thou art there is all Treasure true Peace true Rest and Happiness to be had How shall I find thee Ah where shall I find thee my dear Lord When shall I requite thy Labour How shall I be able to requite thy woful Pain and Death for me Ah how shall I do something acceptable and grateful unto thee Ah how shall I subsist without my Life or live without my Love Thou art my Life and Love and it is worse than Death to me here to live and not to live in thee Ah Love divine shew now thy Power and carry me beyond my self O endless Light illuminate my Understanding to know what and where thou art O burning Fire of endless Flames of Love consume me quite and let me hear no more what yet I am but transform me to be somewhat like thy sweet self that I may live in thee both here and to all Eternity Ah thou that excellest all the Children of Men in Beauty in whose Lips Grace was shed so plentifully yea even with God's own Hand Where is that Beauty of thine Where is that Grace of thy Lips I find it not I see it not fleshly Eyes conceive not such a Mystery open thou the Eyes of my Mind bâ—ing thy divine Light neâ—r â—o me and give me Power to look more wisely upon thee I see it is Jesus the Son of God the unspotted Lamb without Sin without Fault without Offences which took my wickedness upon him to the intent that being set free from Sin might be again brought into God's Favour rise again from my Fall return home from Banishment and that which I deserv'd he suffered and that which I could never attain unto he freely giveth Ah me Redeemer Deliverer and Saviour draw me to thee that being always mindful of thy Death trusting always in thy Goodness And being always thankful for thy unspeakable Beâ—efits I may be made a Pertaker of so great a Reward and not seperated from thy Body through my own Unthankfulness so as thou should'st have been born in vain in respect of me and in vain have suffered so many Torments and most cruel Death of thine own accord for my sake And now raise up thy Head my Soul and look up to Heaven and behold the Glory of thy Crucified Saviour fâ—r why should my Heâ—â—t still dwell upon Earth since the Treasure thereof is return'd to Heaven and since my glorify'd Jesus is ascended above to prepare me a Place in his own Kingdom O Heaven to thee I lift up my languishing Head stretching â—ut my trembling Hands to reach at thy Gâ—ories for so he that was dead and laid in the Grave low enough to prove himself Mâ—n is risen again and ascâ—nded into Heaven high enough to prove himsel God Drâ—w me dear Lord afâ—er thee and the Odours of thy Swâ—etness that I may run with delight thâ—o all the Paths of thy prâ—cious and pleasant Câ—mmands and not Crucify thee afresh daily in Sinning against thy most sacred Majesty And O my dear Jesus carry me safely through this Word and when I depart let thy Angels convey me to thy blissful Throne to behold thy glorious Faâ—e and rejoâ—ce with thee in thy Kingdom to all Eternity An HYMN AND now my Soul canst thou forget That thy whole Life is one long Debt Of Love to him which on the Tree Paid back thee Fâ—esh he took for thee See how the Streams of precious Blood Flow from five Woâ—nds into one Flâ—od With these he washes all thy Stains And by thy Ease with his own Pains Live O for ever Live and Reign Blest Lamb whom thy own Love hath slain And mâ—y thy lost Sheep live to be True Followers of thy Cross and thee The CONCLUSION SING Halleluiah to our Lord who nobly entertains His Friends with Bread of Life and Wine that issu'd from his Veins He gave his Body to be broke and unto Death bleed That we his sacred Blood may Drink and on his Flesh might feed A bitter Cup with Terror fill'd he drank off for our sake That we might of these heav'nly Sweets his Table yields partake O save us Lord to thee we cry from whence all Blessings spring We on thy Grace alone rely alone thy Glory sing For 't is not this alone nor that thou hast bestow'd on me But all I have and all I hope I have and hope from thee But more I have and more I hope than I â—an speak or think Thy Blessing first refresh then fill then overflow the brink Jesus sweet Jesus is the Name my Heart shall still adore Sweet Jesus is the charming Word which doth my â—ife restore Live then O Christ O Lamb of God thy Throne establishd be For ever mâ—y all Hearts and Tongues 〈◊〉 Pâ—aâ—ses unto thee Nâ—w Glory to the eternal Lord thrice blessed Three in One Tâ—y Name at all timâ—s be ador'd till Time iâ—self be done FINIS
not the Arrows of the Almighty wound thy Soul now thou seest thou art fallen O let him that standeth be cautious lest he fail in the same manner as thou hast done And now my Soul hark what are they going to do O dear Lord God precious Jesus what will nothing appease the Tumult but thy Death O Pilate proceed not to condemn thy Redeemer but rather suffer thy Body to be torn in Pieces by the Multitude And Pilate seeing nothing would avail nor would they suffer him to be released after he was scourged buffetted smitten spit upon reviled mocked and hist at with his Head crowned with sharp Thorns which like Needles pierced his tender Brain and his Body is scorn cloathed with a Purple Robe Thus dealt with they admitted no Plea for him but cryed out Release unto us Barabbas and crucify this seditious Fellow Jesus away with him away with him Pilate seeing this and that the Uproar was great called for Water and washing his Hands said I am innocent of the Blood of this just Person see you to it Then answered all the People His Blood Nay hold Gentlemen saith Pilate here your King stands I have examined him and endeavoured to trap him in his Replies and lo I find no fault at all in him But they cried out the more outragiously Crucify him Crucify him his Blood be upon us and on our Children Then released he Barabbas and scourging Jesus delivered him to be Crucified Ah cruel Pilate who hast thou Condemned The Lord of Glory the Son of God and redeemer of the World See yonder how He 's haled away from thee stooping under the Burden of his Cross and his feeble Legs trembling by Reason of its Weight so that with the Dust Dirt Crowd Sweat Blood and want of Sustenance to revive his fatigued drooping Spirits the blessed Jesus is ready to sink Can'st thou look after him Pilate and see all this and thy Heart and Soul not faint and bleed O Lord let me with the happy Cyrenian help to bear thy Cross. And after they had abused him and put many Indignities upon him they led him towards Golgotha to crucify him where they gave him Vinegar and Gall to drink and when he had tasted thereof he would not drink And now O blessed Jesus what Eye can endure to see or behold thee How with rude brawny Fists and sear'd Hearts they force twist pull hale and extend thy sacred Hands which were always doing Good and Healing Diseases now Nailing to the Cross What Heart cannot but Mourn and Lament bitterly as not being able to behold thee Surely our very Souls must be pricked and our Hearts break within us to see thy ever blessed Side pierced springing out Streams of Blood Nailed to the Cross his Arm out-stretch'd Thro Agâ—ny a Sigh he fetch'd Whose Voice all Thunders did out-do Rending the Temple's Vail in two Making the Earth to shake and those Who slept in Graves forthwith arose And after he aloud had cry'd Gave up the Ghost thus crucify'd Between two Thieves they did him rear Piercing his Body with a Spear Whilst Soldiers thro' base Avarice Do for his seamless Coat cast Dice How Lord canst forbear When I consider every Sigh every Groan every Cry and Tear every drop of Blood every Pain every Twitch Besides Gâ—nvulsions and Extortions that thou endurest are the Products and Effects of my Sin Lord let not a Minute nor Thought be spent in vain now thou art dying and bleeding on the Cross. And now O holy Jesus help my poor crippled Soul thro' the Crowd to lay it self at the Foot of thy Cross to receive the drops of Blood as they come trickling down from thy Wounds upon my defiled Soul that not one drop of thy precious Blood may Spil on the Ground or the sacred Liquor of eternal Life be wasted or lost O Lord who is able to behold thee longer O that I could bleed Dye and pour out my very Soul with thee Lord remember me when thou comest into thy Kingdom O Lord O Lamb of God and Redeemer of the World hear me Remember me now thou art giving up thy precious life and pouring out thy innocent harmless and compassionate Sâ—ul But stay O blessed Jesus what is it I perceive and see in this black and dismal Hour Lord is it thee in thine Agony and bloody Sweat It is so dark I can but just see thee Is it not finish'd yet What say'st thou Lord to a poor fainting dying Soul Speak Lord speak one Word of Comfort to me notwithstanding thine Adversaries and implacable Enemies about thee Wilt thou speak Lord and my Soul shall hear If thou art so faint thou can'st not â—â—eak let thy good Prophet speak for thee Wherefore when I came there was no Man to hâ—lp When I called there was none to hear Do you think I am past saving you Tho' you all forsake me in this Hour of my Crucifixion yet I do not forsake you my Children and my Flock my poor Lambs my Redeemed and Purchas'd of my Soul Is my Hand shortned at all tho' nailed to the Cross that I cannot Save or that I cannot Redeem Behâ—ld at my Rebuke I dry up the Sea and I tho' dying at the Cross this Moment make the Earth to shake and it would immediately tumble down into the eternal bottomless Pit but that I bear up the Pillars thereof Let the Jews have as mean and vile Thoughts of me as they please yet it is I that makes the Rocks to rent the Sun to gather Paleness and the Moon to turn into Blood But to set at Liberty the Purchas'd of my Soul I freely give my Back to the Smiters and my Cheeks to them that pluck off my Hair Up O my Soul or else thou wilt lose the Sight of thy Saviour Darkness hasten 〈◊〉 pace O holy Jesus is it not thee Let me wipe and drain my dim and almost spent Eyes and look again Lord it is thee I still perceive the Tears distilling down thy sacred Face the Temples boyling out spirituous Blood and thy sacred Hands and Feet blubbering up and venting from behind the Nails great Bladders of Blood and Froth from the expulsive â—â—rts of the most exquisite Torments What from the sixth till almoâ—t the ninth Hour is my dear Saviour in the heighth of this vehement Agony and not over yet What Sin am I guilty of that is not atton'd yet that God is so incensed at that he will not yet pardon O quickly quickly help me O my God to find it out that thou may'st no longer be extorted and convulâ—'d in these grievous Torments Look upon me Jesus one Glance sweet Jesus What dost â—ook Lord that one languishing dying Look has brought all to Remembrance Lord humbly resign it all up that thou mayst be delivered from the Tâ—rments and Bondage of Death that my Soul may be saved thereby O but hark hark my Soul what 's that which sounds thus in my Ear I am sure it
Soul saith Christ Know ye not that I have a Baptism to be baptiz'd with And Lo how I long till it is accomplished Thinkest thou not if I would resist I would Pray to my Father and he would give me more than Twelve Legions of Angels to rescue me But how then shall the Scriptures be fulfilled and his Will be done All this is nothing to what I must undergo for thy Salvation Ah my dear God my blessed Jesus let me participate of thy Afflictions let me resign up all to thee who art King over all blessed for ever But my blessâ—d Jesus What Hall is this we are in What the Judgment-Hall Surely Lord their Feet are swift to shed innocent Blood and their Hearts thirst after Destruction O Annas thou High Prist what take Counsel again Jesus of Nazareth and deliver out of the Treasury thirty Pieces of Silver to cursed Judas to betray his Master better hadst thou delivered out of the Treasury of thy Heart all thy evil Corruptions and implore Mercy at his Feet And now my Soul attend to their Proceedings against thy Lord and see how unmercifully they are with him First they carried him to Annas in order to get Counsel against him but he finding the Witnesses were not fully agreed for one said this thing another that and a third quite contrary gave them longer time to confer about it that they might One and All bring in an Accusation to the Purpose And the better to Effect this he sends them to Caiaphas the High Priest But he upon Examination finding them Confus'd in their Evidence was willing to release him Upon this rusht into the Assembly many false Witnesses but they Contradicting one another also made a very tumultuous Uproar among them At last came in some few who affirmed That he raised Lazarus from the Grave after he had been four Days dead and began to stink which Miracle drew many of the Jews to believe on him and this said they we do not affirm only as a Report but matter of Fact for some of us not only heard him say at the Grave's mouth Lazarus come forth bound Hand and Feet with grave Cloaths about him and a Napkin on his Head Lo this we have both seen and heard with many other things besides O my dear Lord What is it they witness against thee Do they affirm thou raised Lazarus from the Grave What then ye faithless and perverse Generation is it not lawful to do good rather than Evil Verily your Hearts are seared otherwise they would not act contrary to Law and Reason And O holy Jesus who raised up Lazarus to Life raise thou my Soul out of the Grave of Sin to live the Life of Righteousness Then the Chief Priests and Elders with the Scribes and Pharisees farther consulted and said What do we This Man doth many Miracles and if we let him alone all Men will believe on him and the Romans will come and take away our Place and Nation Miserble Jews how fearful are you lest any should venture on him and Believe seeing his Miracles Lord I will freely part with all for thy Sake Yea let who will come and possess this earthly Substance I am content so I may enjoy the Influence of thy blessed Spirit which none can rob me of But Caiaphas said unto them Ye know nothing at all nor consider that it is Expedient for us that no Man should die for the People and that the Nation perish not And this he spake not of himself but God ordered it so that the Prophecy should come out of his own Mouth to condemn him at the last Day And from that time forward they took counsel to put him to Death Hitherto all they did could not accomplish their wicked Designs At last mad at Heart they with a detestable and wicked Resolution contrived to hire two impudent Soldiers to Swear against him in the High Priest's Hall Accordingly the Wretches came and with loud Voices and open Mouths Cryed saying This Fellow said I am able to destroy the Temple of God and raise it in three Days And so indeed he was for he spâ—ke nothing but the Truth meaning his Body as the Apostle Paul sâ—ys our Bodies are the Temple of the Holy Ghost and that in three Days he shâ—â—ld raise it â—â—â—m the Grave But neither these Fellows nor his Judges had as yet known the Scriptures â—or Power of Gâ—d Then said the High Priest It is true what these tâ—o witness against thee â—ut Jesus hâ—ld his Peace Then said the High Priest I conâ—ure theâ— by the â—iving Gâ—d to tell us whether thou art Christ the Sâ—n 〈◊〉 the living God And Jesus when it was put 〈…〉 to him in these three great Truths Art thou Chrâ—â—â— the Son of the living God! Answered I am Then the High Priest rent his Cloaths and said What need we any farther Witness against him Ye have all heard how he hath blasphemed what think ye And they all with one consenting Voiâ—e câ—ndemn'd him to be guilty of Death Then they began to Spit on him and to buffet him and strike him with the Palms of their Hands reviling him as a seditous Fellow blindfolding and smiting him on the Face saying Prophecy now unto us thou Christ who is it that smote thâ—e At last finding they could not agree together as to putting him to Death and to pass Sentence on him for they all agreed in the just Merits of his Condemnation yet he must first be sent to Pontius Pilate their chief Governor And now O my Soul didst thou ever hear such Arrogance Malice and Envy before Could any imagine their Hearts should be so hardened who void of any Pity and Compassion hunted and worried the Lord of Hosts from one Place to another Well might he say Foxes have Holes and Birds of the Air have Nests but the Son of Man have no where to lay his Head O my Soul doth it not make thee tremble to see Christ thy God King and Redeemer haled by rude Soldiers to Condemnation Ah my dear Jesus what made thee descend from Heaven to Earth become Man and be born in an open Stable in such Poverty and Misery but Love celestial Love to make Satisfaction to thy Father for all my heinous Sins committed against thy ever blessed Majesty O dear and wonderful Lord how shall I require thy Love O let me never fall away from Thee nor thy Faith but be stedfast to the End and happy are all they that after they have denied with Peter their Redeemer find a Door of Mercy open to receive them again O Peter dost thou not remember thy Master's Words now What curse and swear you know him not when but a little before you said Though I should Dye with thee yet will I not deny thee How hast thou forgotten thy own Promise and Ingagement made to thy departing and dying Saviour Now Peter art thou in the Gall of Bitterness and in the Blood of iniquity Doth