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A61410 Hymns compos'd for the celebration of the holy ordinance of baptism By Joseph Stennett. Stennett, Joseph, 1663-1713. 1697?-1712? (1712) Wing S5407A; ESTC R222337 6,032 21

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HYMNS Compos'd for the CELEBRATION OF THE HOLY ORDINANCE OF BAPTISM By JOSEPH STENNETT The Second Edition Luke 15. 10. I say unto you there is Ioy in the Presence of the Angels of God over one Sinner that repenteth LONDON Printed for JOHN MARSHALL at the Bible in Grace-church-street Price 2 d. HYMNS Compos'd for the CELEBRATION OF THE Holy Ordinance OF BAPTISM By JOSEPH STENNETT Luke 15. 10. I say unto you there is Ioy in the Presence of the Angels of God over one Sinner that repenteth LONDON Printed by I. Darby and sold by I. Baker at Mercers-Chappel in Cheapside and I. Clark at the Bible and Crown in the Old Change 1712. Price 2 d. BOOKS written by the same Author HYMNS in Commemoration of the Sufferings of our Blessed Saviour Jesus Christ compos'd for the Celebration of his Holy Supper The third Edition enlarg'd A Version of Solomon's Song of Songs fit to be bound with these Hymns Advice to the Young or the Reasonableness and Advantages of an early Conversion in 3 Sermons on Eccles. 12. 1. A Thanksgiving Sermon for the late Glorious Victory obtain'd over the French and Bavarians at Blenheim near Hochstet A Thanksgiving Sermon preach'd Iune 26. 1706. on occasion of the Battel of Ramilly and raising the Siege of Barcelona A Thanksgiving Sermon preach'd May 1. 1707. for the Happy Union of England and Scotland An Answer to Mr. Russen's Book intitled Fundamentals without a Foundation or a true Picture of the Anabaptists c. HYMNS FOR BAPTISM HYMN I. OUR LORD when cloth'd with mortal Flesh Tho free from every sinful Stain Wou'd be Baptiz'd that Men to trace His sacred Steps might not disdain Nay more He was all plung'd in Tears And bath'd in bloody Sufferings too What Fountain was requir'd to wash Our guilty Souls his Wounds will shew Thy Blood dear LORD can cleanse from a Sin This in our Baptism we confess 'T is for its cleansing Virtue we Our Prayers and Vows to thee address Bury'd with great Solemnity In thy Baptismal Sepulchre We are reviv'd and rais'd again White Robes of Righteousness to wear And as thy Sacred Word declares At the Great Resurrection-Day Our Bodies shall be rais'd and chang'd And be adorn'd with bright Array HYMN II. THE sacred Body of our LORD Which on the Cross had bled Three Days lay bury'd in the Grave And then rose from the Dead His Presence the desponding Hearts Of his Disciples chears His Voice they hear his Scars survey Which banish Doubts and Fears Explaining Oracles divine Their Ears and Souls he charms His Order to convert the World Their drooping Courage warms For thus the Mediator spoke All Power in Earth and Heav'n To Me triumphant o'er the Grave Is by my Father giv'n Go therefore teach the Nations all What you have learn'd of Me Baptize 'em in the awful Name Of the Eternal Three Teach 'em whatever I command My Presence I assure To crown your Labours with Success While Heaven and Earth endure LORD we thy wondrous Grace adore Thy awful Word revere Thy Death and thy Revival both Our Baptism makes appear The Promise of thy Presence now Does glad Expectance raise Hope of thy second Coming fills Our Souls with Joy and Praise 'T is then the Dead thy Voice shall hear The Dead thy Voice obey Thy Saints who sleep in dust awake To Joy's Eternal Day HYMN III. COME lowly Souls that mourn Depress'd with Guilt and Shame Wash'd in your Saviour's sacred Blood Now call upon his Name Rejoice you contrite Hearts That tremble at his Word In the Baptismal Laver plung'd As was your Humble LORD Bath'd in Repenting Tears The Sins which you deplore Dead in your Saviour's Grave shall lie And shall be seen no more Come pious Candidates Of Grace and Glory too Praise your Redeemer's Love and tell What he has done for you Unspotted Robes you wear Your Sighs to Songs are turn'd Garments of Praise adorn you now Who late in Ashes mourn'd Your LORD and you are risen Aspire to things above Where he resides there you shall dwell In Realms of Light and Love HYMN IV. WHEN th' antient World God's Patience try'd And long his threatning Vengeance dar'd The Righteous Noah Favour found His Family alone was spar'd In secret Chambers of the Ark They all secure from Danger lie When th' Ocean's Banks were broke and Floods Burst through the Windows of the Sky Proud Waters o'er the Mountains roll And common Ruin widely spread Yet the bless'd Patriarch's House survives When all Mankind beside were dead At the Almighty's awful Word Th' obsequious Floods retire again And Noah from his mystick Tomb Peoples the ruin'd Earth with Men. So to restore a World o'erwhelm'd With Guilt and Misery dead in Sins Our SAVIOUR rising from the Grave Another Race of Men begins New Creatures of a Heavenly Form Whose Souls his Sacred Image bear While dead to Sin they live to God And spotless in white Robes appear Bury'd in their Redeemer's Grave With Him they live with Him they rise While the lost Race of Human Kind Delug'd with Sin and Ruin lies O Happy Souls whom Grace revives Their Bodies too their LORD will raise Refin'd and fit for Holy Souls To see his Face and sing his Praise HYMN V. THUS was the Great Redeemer plung'd In Iordan's swelling Flood To shew he 'd one day be baptiz'd In Tears in Sweat and Blood Thus was his Sacred Body laid Beneath the yielding Wave Thus was his Sacred Body rais'd Out of the liquid Grave When lo from Realms of Light and Bliss The Heavenly Dove comes down Lights on his venerable Head Which Rays of Glory crown While his Eternal Father's Voice An awful Joy excites This is my well-beloved Son In whom my Soul delights The mystick Rite his Death describ'd His Burial did foreshew The quickening of his Sacred Flesh His Resurrection too LORD thy own Precept we obey In thy own Footsteps tread We die are bury'd rise with Thee From Regions of the Dead O may the Spirit of Truth and Love His Power on us display Approve our Vows and seal our Souls To the Redemption-Day HYMN VI. O Bless'd Redemer in thy Side Upon the Cross was made a Wound The Bath where we are purg'd from Sin And where our Guilt 's intirely drown'd Water and Blood hence freely ran And on the trembling Earth were spilt Water to sanctify and cleanse Blood to atone for Crimson Guilt This wondrous Grace to represent Baptismal Waters were design'd In which thou LORD was 't bury'd too To thy great Father's Will resign'd Thus